Chapter Fifty-Eight: Ambush of the Japanese Army
A group of Japanese troops moved quickly in the darkness of the night, and there was no sound except for the roar of motorcycle engines and dense footsteps.
The first to pass was a forward team composed of four or five Japanese soldiers and puppet troops, and the rear was the broken machine gunners and elites, and there were sneaking outposts in the wilderness on the left and right, even if they set off in a hurry, the formation of the Japanese army still showed their military qualities, taking into account the left and right front and rear and possible traps.
"I really can't imagine that there are so many doorways for a rapid march to help"
Following the direction pointed by the monkey spirit, not far in front of him was the scout who was quietly lurking, Cai Kaile secretly said to himself, saying that if he had just shot himself, he would definitely startle the snake, not to mention, and he would not be able to hurt the main force of the Japanese army at all.
"Hmph, we are the Sichuan army, the elite of the army, the bloody battle on the beach repelled dozens of attacks by the little devils, and they didn't retreat half a step, will you still understand these?"
The monkey spirit was suddenly proud, and his neck was as high as a fighting, in fact, these are just common sense in the army, and those who have fought a few battles and will pay attention to observe will notice it, but this does not prevent him from taking the old qualification in front of Cai Kaile, a rookie egg.
"Don't talk, be careful of breaking the big thing!"
Yang Zongman slapped the monkey spirit into the grass, staring at the marching sequence of the devil thirty or forty meters away, without looking back.
The monkey spirit gritted his teeth at Yang Zongman for a while, and slowly pulled the bolt of the gun to aim without saying a word.
"You're afraid of him?"
Cai Kaile asked in a low voice, he could see that except for Lu Yuan, everyone was a little embarrassed in front of Yang Zongman.
"Lao Tzu just let him!"
The monkey spirit was suddenly annoyed, and after saying this, he secretly glanced at Yang Zongman, and was relieved to see that he didn't look back, and secretly happy in his heart, this old goat has no copper smoke pot, and the power is half less than a slap before, and a big bag will be raised on the head when the smoke pot is knocked over, and it will not be dispersed for a few days.
"Hit!"
With a burst of shouting, Lu Yuan pulled the trigger fiercely, and in the crisp sound of gunshots, whistling bullets sprayed out of the muzzle and shot at Sawada in the team.
It's just that as the figure swayed, a ghost soldier who passed by screamed and fell down, blocking the deadly bullet for Sawada.
Da-da-da-da!
With the sound of this gunshot, the machine gun held by Wang Ma Pole was the first to explode, Lu Yuan scolded secretly, and also let go of the rifle and held the crooked machine gun and fired, he was originally ten percent sure that he would knock out the devil captain with one shot, but he didn't expect to fall short after all.
The torrential rain of bullets shot into the dense group of devils, and immediately more than a dozen devil soldiers fell down with a wail, and the remaining devils fully reacted in just a dozen seconds, some lay down on the spot and shot, and some rushed to both sides of the road to find cover, and pounced towards the location of the gunshot.
"Yaga"
Several scouts not far away screamed at the first moment, and then swooped towards this side, crossing and covering their advances, while firing rapidly to try to suppress the fire of Lu Yuan and the others and the escape route.
Phew, Bah!
The monkey spirit knocked out a devil with one shot, Yang Zongman also knocked down the devil who had already been aimed at with one shot, Cai Kaile also fired the gun, the bullet didn't know where it flew, but the recoil almost knocked out his teeth, and he was scared and covered in a layer of white sweat.
"Let's go, don't fight!"
When the magazine ran out, Lu Yuan yelled as he retreated, and at the same time quickly replaced the magazine, holding the crooked machine gun and retreating.
One bite and run, never love war and no greed for merit, is the essence of guerrilla warfare, even if it is sometimes unable to effectively kill and injure the enemy, it can still exhaust the enemy to death.
"Attack!"
Sawada was furious, he instantly judged that there were no more than ten people who attacked him, and he was immediately angry to the extreme, even a few people dared to attack the emperor's army, it was simply looking for death!
A large number of devils screamed and chased after them, although there were many people, but the formation was not crowded, the wavy lines generally crossed and covered the forward rush, and the distance between the two sides was rapidly narrowed, and the devils and puppet troops on both wings also began to rush in a roundabout way, trying to outflank them.
The distance between the two chasing and fleeing sides was only thirty or forty meters, and it was impossible to pull away at all.
Bullets whizzed around, blasting the dead grass into powder.
Cai Kaile almost crawled forward, but fortunately, he finally took care of his face as an intellectual, and forcibly cried his father and mother without wetting his pants.
Yang Zongman, the king of the monkey spirit, was much more calm, turning back from time to time to shoot back, avoiding the simple traps set before, and sometimes dragging the collar of Cai Kaile, whose legs were soft like noodles, forward for a while.
Da-da-da, da-da-da!
After the road was far away, the sound of the point fire of the crooked machine gun was very rhythmic, and every time the gun rang out, one or two of the nearest devils who were chasing fell down, and he shouted: "You go, I'll block them!" ”
"Let's go together."
Cai Kaile suddenly screamed, and then was kicked in the ass by Wang Ma and shouted: "Hurry up, take care of yourself!" ”
They were all rushing forward, and they would not waste such an opportunity to drag the enemy for them at the risk of a long way.
With a click, the bullets in the machine gun were finally empty.
Phew!
Almost at the moment when the bullet was empty, the two devils suddenly rose up and fired two shots in the direction of Lu Yuan, and the ghost soldiers who were originally suppressed by the machine guns screamed in unison, got up and pounced forward!
Damn it!
Lu Yuan rolled on the ground, only to feel a cold scalp, if his head was lowered for a moment, he would have to be shot in the head.
He knew that there were some old devils among the devil soldiers, not only were they extremely experienced in combat, but they also had accurate marksmanship, and they would calculate the time for the machine gun to change the magazine, but he didn't expect to encounter a small ambush.
The machine gun fell to the ground, and Lu Yuan had no time to pick it up, so he turned over and flew into the forest overgrown with wild grass and thorns behind him, running wild like a cheetah, rushing forward in a zigzag manner, so as not to be caught by the Japanese troops pursuing behind him.
"Kill him!"
"Damn the pig, I'm going to skin him alive!"
The battle has never lasted more than five minutes so far, but the Japanese side has lost more than 20 devils and puppet soldiers, how can those remaining devils not go crazy, plus Lu Yuan even lost his machine gun in order to escape, they felt that there was no danger at all, so they chased very happily.
Several devils who were charging forward were chasing while shooting and shooting, and suddenly felt that they were tripped lightly under their feet, and there was a sound of zizi, and they couldn't help but look back, and suddenly their souls were in a hurry, and they screamed while falling to the ground: "Don't come here, grenades"
Behind them were groups of Japanese soldiers, and before many of them could react to what was happening, they heard the sound of rumbling explosions, flames splashing everywhere, shrapnel flying sideways, and screams endlessly.
"Hahaha"
The monkey spirit king was laughing wildly, and the big bears and cow pimples that responded to them were also thinking wildly, and the explosions not far away were almost in a line.
"We made more than thirty stumbling blocks out of grenades, enough for those bastards to drink a pot!"
Niu Pimple said proudly, and did not forget to add: "The quality of the little devil's grenade is good, much stronger than our Sichuan army's one explosion into two pieces."
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