"Xiao Wujun, this grain requisition mission should go very smoothly, and it should not delay you to visit your wife in the hospital, I think if Michiko knows that you care about him so much, she will definitely love you even more." Matsuda, who was riding on horseback, would never give up the opportunity to cancel Kotakeichiro, how could the friendship between the two for more than ten years be destroyed by a few jokes, not to mention that Matsuda was also the introducer of Kotakeichiro and Michiko.

In the face of Matsuda's cancellation, Takeichiro Ko, who was obviously a little absent-minded, reluctantly squeezed out a smile and replied, "It's nothing else, Michiko is the first child, and the doctor said that the fetal position is a little wrong, and it may be painful during childbirth." There have been guerrillas in the Jiujiashed we're going to now, and if I wasn't worried about you, I'm afraid I'd have asked for leave to go to the hospital to accompany Michiko. ”

"Xiao Wujun, we are an invincible Kwantung Army, am I afraid of a Guerrilla Army? Otherwise, if you ride back now, I can also lead the team to complete the task of collecting food, and you don't know that those people are afraid of us to death, as long as our warriors of the Japanese Empire show their bayonets, the people of China will have to obediently hand over the food. Matsuda obviously didn't appreciate it, and refuted Xiao Takeichiro's words on horseback, apparently saying that Xiao Takeichiro was cautious, but in fact he was laughing at Xiao Takeichiro for being timid and afraid of death.

"You, there's really nothing you can do." Regarding his friend's sarcasm, Xiao Wuichiro could only respond with a wry smile. Kotakeichiro, who has been in the army for thirteen years, was born in a civilian family, Kotakeichiro, who lost his mother since he was a child, does not have much experience in dealing with women, Michiko is Kotakeichiro's closest person in the world, for the sake of the child who is about to be born, Kotakeichiro has to be cautious, he doesn't want his child to be born without a father.

Although Japan has controlled the northeast for many years, there are still many Chinese who are secretly resisting, since 40 years, the Kwantung Army stationed in various parts of the northeast has been attacked by Chinese guerrillas, and even the Soviet troops on the other side of the border line will come over from time to time to fight a few times to relieve boredom, and the Kwantung Army is not as good as in previous years.

"Okay, don't be so sad, you're going to Jiujiapeng in front of you, I know that there is a woman in Jiujiashed who is very beautiful, so I'll give it to you, don't say I'm not interesting enough." Matsuda, who was riding on horseback, bumped Takeichiro Ko with the shoulder, and then looked at his friend with the kind of vague expression that men know. Xiao Takeichiro, who was hinted at by Matsuda, had no choice but to respond with his eyes, otherwise Matsuda's loud voice would have continued the topic, and it would be too damaging to his face if his soldiers listened to it.

"Nani? What's that? Xiao Takeichiro rode away under the pretext of checking the road conditions in front of him, and Matsuda, who was extremely bored, had to call one of his commanders to chat, and when Matsuda turned his head in the hot conversation, he suddenly found that a bright light suddenly appeared on the empty slope in front of him, as if someone was standing there holding a mirror to reflect the sun. As soon as Matsuda, who was suspicious, opened his mouth to ask, he heard a crisp sound of "dang" in his ear, and then a hot thing splashed on his neck and shoulder.

"Enemy attack" Matsuda turned his head to look at the past and subconsciously shouted a word of enemy attack, and then fell from the horse like the captain of his subordinate who had been shot through the steel helmet by a bullet. Enemy attack? None of the people heard the gunshots, only the squad leader Matsuda shouted and then turned over and fell off the horse, including the Japanese soldiers who followed Matsuda's horse, and they didn't realize that Matsuda and the fallen captain had been shot and fell to the ground.

The clanging sound of striking iron sounded one after another, and as the soldiers on horseback in the squad rolled over and fell off their horses, the remaining soldiers of the squad realized that they had really been attacked. More and more people were shot, the first to be shot were the commanders Matsuda and Kotakeichiro, followed by the machine gunners and grenadiers, then several military Cao and Cao Chang, and the most shot were the mortarists and ammunition men walking in the middle of the squad. The silent bullets knocked the steel helmets of the mortar and ammunition men into a colander.

"Why is this happening?" The only surviving of all the Captains shrank behind a bunker made of the corpses of their companions and screamed, and although he dodged the bullet to his head, the bullet that missed the target did not miss, and his left shoulder was pierced by the bullet and a bloody hole. "Nani? This is the Arisaka rifle cartridge of our empire? "The bullet that still occupies the blood stain was found from the ground by the commander, and it is very easy to recognize the caliber and type of bullet, it is the Arisaka rifle cartridge issued by the Japanese army's 38 rifle, could it be that the attacker used a weapon produced in the Empire?

Still no gunfire could be heard, and no shadow of the attacker could be seen, but their machine guns, grenadiers, and mortars had been suppressed by the other side, and they could not find a chance to return fire, and the soldiers who dared to approach the light machine gun were all corpses. Without the cover of machine guns and grenadiers, the remaining soldiers who were still alive could only hide behind the corpses of their comrades or behind dead horses, and did not dare to go out and spy on the location of the attackers.

I have to say that the place of the attackers was very well chosen, Jiujiapeng is more than 5 kilometers away from the location where a large number of Kwantung Army troops are stationed, if there are no Kwantung Army troops in the ambush, it will be dark here, and the garrison will not hear the sound of gunfire, not to mention that the attackers have not even let them hear a single gunshot so far. "Throw grenades, throw grenades, let our war horses go back and report the news, otherwise none of us will survive." The surviving captain pondered for a while through the pain, and finally found a way that would convince him.

There was originally a cavalry wing of the Kwantung Army near the station of Matsuda's squad, and Matsuda and the captain of the cavalry wing were fellow villagers, and I don't know what means were used, but Matsuda actually got a few military horses from the cavalry wing that were about to retire. The non-commissioned officers in all the squads, including the squad leader Matsuda, each had a horse, and the corpses of the shots were scattered on the trail, but the military horses that had been raised by them refused to leave, and the captain ordered to startle the horses with grenades, hoping that these military horses could run back to the station on their own, as long as someone saw these military horses go back by themselves, they would definitely know that something had happened to Matsuda's team.

The grenades thrown on the open space exploded one after another, and the frightened horses began to scatter and run away, and some of them ran back to the direction of the station. "Everyone wait patiently, do a good defense, don't leave a chance for the other side to attack, we will definitely be able to wait for reinforcements, and everyone will survive." The wounded and not dead captain tore his military uniform and bandaged his wounds, and at the same time did his best to encourage the remaining soldiers who were still alive not to lose confidence.

The hands that exploded one after another seemed to be too sudden, and the attackers seemed to have stopped attacking, and no one of the remaining Kwantung Army soldiers dared to go out to check the situation. "Miyamoto, don't, stop." Ten minutes passed, and seeing that the attacker did not move, one of the remaining soldiers finally showed up, and a soldier named Miyamoto suddenly pounced on the light machine gun left in a puddle of blood. Regardless of the shouts of his companions, Miyamoto's eyes were fixed on the LMG gun, because as long as they got it, the chances of their remaining people alive would be greatly increased.

As the other Kwantung Army soldiers thought, the attacker hiding in the shadows did not leave at all, and Miyamoto's hand was close to touching the light machine gun, and the whole person fell to the side of the machine gun as if he had been hit by a heavy object. Although the others didn't hear the gunshots, they all saw the blood arrows that could be shot out of the palace itself, and the wound should have been on Miyamoto's neck, otherwise the blood arrows that shot out would not be so strong.

Time passed slowly, and the soldiers of Matsuda's squad who were still alive did not dare to move, so they could only hide behind their respective cover as usual, and use dodgy eyes and movements to observe the places where the attackers might be hidden. The surviving captain tried to use the 38 rifle at his feet to conduct fire reconnaissance, but it seemed that the attacker he faced was too powerful, and the rifle was broken by a bullet from the other side, and his left ear was only half left.

"It seems that they are going to die here" The military horse that was startled by the grenade disappeared for more than an hour and a half, according to the speed of the horse's running, the reinforcements should have come a long time ago, but they were still forced to hide behind the corpse, and the premonition was not good, the military commander began to struggle to tidy up his military appearance, he didn't want to be messy and unfamiliar when he died. As if to prove the Captain's idea right, the bullets that suddenly came from behind them killed most of the remaining soldiers in the squad, and the Captain fell to the ground in the mud after being shot again, and he was only left with the strength to breathe.

"This is the so-called Kwantung Army? I don't think it's any different from the Japanese soldiers we met in Burma, they are all bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and when they meet our snipers, I don't think they have to hide and wait for death. It's ridiculous that these Japanese soldiers are still waiting for their war horses to go back to report the news, and Mr. has already sent someone to seal the road at both ends, and those military horses can only return to us. With an arrogant voice and a burst of footsteps, several men with strange rifles suddenly appeared in the captain's sight.

With the last of his strength, the commander of the Wu Wu tremblingly took off a grenade from his waist and pulled the safety bolt, and just as he was about to knock his hand on the half of the rifle next to him, a cowhide military boot stepped his hand and the grenade deep into the dirt. "Yo ho, there's still a guy with a lot of energy, Luo Mazi, how do the people in your group work, there is still a job to do, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's sharp eyes, our brothers would have to take a dirt plane soon." A sharpened swift knife put an end to the chief's struggle, and his last consciousness was the sharp pain in his heart.