Chapter 4 The Xiao Li Zhuang Tragedy

After a while, a total of five squad leaders gathered in front of Ono Jiro under the leadership of Ogasawara. Seeing the five energetic squad leaders in front of him, Ono Jiro nodded with satisfaction. "Okay, are you all rested? Now let's start with the assignment of specific combat missions," Ono asked.

"Everyone, please see, less than a kilometer behind Xiao Li Zhuang is a big mountain, if you let the people of Shina run into the mountains, then our Imperial Japanese Army will be powerless, so we must first block the retreat of the Shina people" Ono Jiro Yao pointed to Xiao Li Zhuang in the distance, reminding the officers around him. The main purpose of this mission was to clean up some unstable Shina settlements around Taiyuan, and Ono Jiro's own understanding was to ignore all the Shina people in these villages, and only in this way would these Shina people not continue to oppose the Japanese Empire.

After looking around at everyone, and seeing that the officers didn't want to question it, Ono Jiro continued, "Yo Xi, Ogasawara, you take a heavy machine gun team, from the right side of the village, detour behind Kolizhuang, look for favorable terrain to build a machine gun position, you must block the retreat of the Shina people, give you half an hour to prepare, do you have the confidence to complete?"

Ogasawara looked at the leader of the heavy machine gun squad that had just been assigned to him in front of him, shook his head at Ono Jiro, and then replied, "Please rest assured, Your Excellency the squadron leader, I will definitely block the back road of the Shina people" The officer commanding the heavy machine gun squad has the same rank as Ogasawara, but now he has to obey the command of this sycophant, and he is naturally a little uncomfortable, but this is the order of the squadron leader Ono Jiro, and he can only nod his head in his impatience.

"Yo Sai, the first squad will attack from the front, the second squad will outflank from the left flank, the third squad will outflank from the right flank, and the fourth squad will act as a reserve for the whole squadron and be ready to deal with emergencies," Ono Jiro ordered decisively. "Everyone, it's half past eleven, twelve o'clock the squads will attack on time, remember, your task is to eliminate all the strong men in the village, before the battle is resolved, you must ensure that you kill all the people who dare to resist, and immediately split up"

"Hi" The remaining four squad leaders replied in unison, and then immediately dispersed to command their respective squads to rush out, looking at the performance of his officers, Ono Jiro nodded with satisfaction, and began to continue to observe Xiao Li Zhuang not far away. Through the binoculars, he soon found that the three heavy machine guns of the heavy machine gun squad were quickly climbing over the mountain beam under the cover of white cloth, and slowly detoured from the right flank of the village to the rear of Xiao Li Zhuang, while the soldiers of the three squads, under the cover of camouflage and rain, slowly approached the silent village.

Soon, half an hour had passed, and Ono Jiro had clearly seen that the soldiers of his three squads had been ambushed less than 50 meters from the village, and the heavy machine gun squads were all in place. "Yosai" Ono Jiro looked at his watch, the hands pointed exactly at twelve o'clock, and the officers and soldiers behaved to Ono's satisfaction. And at this moment, the first squad ambushed in front of the village has begun to attack, the soldiers raised their bayonet rifles, slowly approaching the village, and then, the second squad and the third squad began to move, and the encirclement that they had carefully arranged finally began to slowly shrink, and Ono Jiro's heart began to slowly get excited.

At this time, Xiaolizhuang, which was shrouded in rain, did not realize that danger had befallen them, and at this time, almost everyone huddled in their homes to keep warm, including the militia company of more than 20 people in the village. Only Wang Baozhu, who was the commander of the militia company, did not dare to relax. Wang Baozhu turned out to be a squad leader of the Eighth Route Army, who was left in Xiaolizhuang to recuperate because of his injuries. And as a regular soldier from the Eighth Route Army, he deeply knows that the more this situation is, the more he can't let his guard down: .

However, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the newly formed militia in the village had only received their own basic training, and in such weather, they could not stand it, not to mention going out to be vigilant, even if they were asked to walk around the outskirts of the village. So Wang Wang Baozhu had to personally patrol the village. The wind mixed with the rain kept blowing in his ears, Wang Baozhu couldn't help but shiver, tightened his coat, held a captured Japanese "southern" pistol in his hand, and started today's second round of patrol.

Wang Baozhu according to the usual practice, first came to the only main road in Xiaolizhuang, this main road is 200 meters long, in normal times, this main road is the most lively, and today, it is indeed a different scene: this main road is full of stagnant water, every house is closed door, only a few dogs can be seen curled up under the eaves, the body is constantly shaking. Wang Baozhu shook his head, and when he saw that there was no situation, he walked to another street, but at this time, suddenly there was a burst of dog barking at the entrance of the village, which was only a few dozen meters away from him.

There is a situation, this is Wang Youhe's first reaction when he hears the barking of the dog, because in such a rainy day, ordinary people are hiding in their own homes, where will they run out for no reason, and the dog in the village barks, and there will be people at a certain time. Thinking of this, Wang Baozhu quickly loaded the pistol bullet in his hand, and quickly ran towards the entrance of the village along the houses on both sides of the street. Through the continuous rain, Wang Baozhu carefully poked his head out of the gap between a dirt wall, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he stayed there all by himself. Because he clearly saw that dozens of guys covered in grass branches were slowly moving towards the village with bright bayonets.

"We must remind the villagers, let the villagers retreat quickly, and run as much as they can" Wang Baozhu subconsciously wanted to immediately report to the people who had left the village, and the Japanese army came to Xiaolizhuang on such a large scale in such weather, and it was by no means as simple as just a militia team. He immediately took his attention, raised the pistol in his hand, and pulled the flight at the nearest Japanese soldier.

The silence of the village was shattered by the sharp sound of gunshots. The Japanese soldier who was targeted by Wang Baozhu fell to the ground crookedly the moment the gunfire rang out. The other Japanese soldiers all lay on the ground at the moment when the gunshots rang out, and the grass branches on their bodies and the bushes and grasses in the village instantly merged together, so that Wang Baozhu couldn't tell where the Japanese soldiers were and where the grass and trees were.

But at this time, Wang Baozhu didn't care about any aiming, he was bent on using the sound of gunfire to inform the villagers to retreat, so Wang Baozhu raised his pistol again and fired several shots at the grass and trees in the village until the empty gun hung up. The sound of gunfire was indeed a good reminder to the people hiding at home to keep warm, but at the same time, it also exposed Wang Baozhu's exact location, and several bullets fired from the chamber of the Japanese army accurately shot at the earthen wall where Wang Baozhu was hiding.

Although Wang Baozhu had an earthen wall in front of him as a cover, the powerful penetrating ability of the Type 38 rifle still easily penetrated the earthen wall in front of him, and Wang Baozhu, who was hit by three bullets at the same time, fell to the ground unwillingly, and he didn't even close his eyes before the sacrifice. The village was full of chickens and dogs, and when gunshots were heard, several militiamen who reacted slightly faster broke down the door at the first moment and rushed to the entrance of the village. But they were still late, and the little devils had already attacked the entrance of the village, and some had already crossed the earthen wall at the entrance of the village.

"Da Da" There was a burst of machine gun fire, and several militiamen were shot and fell in a pool of blood. "The little devil has entered the village, everyone run, the little devil has entered the village" Several ordinary people living at the entrance of the village were suddenly stunned by the scene in front of them, shouted loudly, rushed out of their doors, and ran out of the mountain behind the village, but they forgot that there was a small group of Japanese soldiers behind them.

"Yo Xi, kill, kill them all for me" The Japanese officer who led the team looked at the backs of the ordinary people who kept running towards the mountains behind the village, a victorious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he kept ordering the soldiers around him to shoot. The Japanese soldiers who rushed into the village ran and shot at the same time, and with the sound of gunshots, among the civilians running in front, someone must have fallen in a pool of blood. The reflexes had fled to the back hills, and behind them were a dozen militiamen with battered rifles, but their fate had not changed, because on the dirt slope behind the village, three Japanese heavy machine guns were mounted.

Three heavy machine guns opened fire on the crowd fleeing towards the back mountain, and three dense tongues of fire rushed into the crowd like sickles, and the fleeing people were cut one by one, and before those people could react, there was hardly a standing ordinary person in the open space in front of the Japanese heavy machine gun position. However, the Japanese army, who had already slaughtered more than 100 civilians, did not stop there, but continued to search the village for the living and the financials.

"Flower girl's, flower girl" A sister-in-law shouted to avoid the pursuit of a few little devils, but in the end, the wolf fell into the tiger's mouth, and was dragged into a room by a few smiling Japanese soldiers, and the sound of laughter and crying came from the house.

"Bastards, you little devils, this is my food for a year, you put it down for me" An old man blocked the Japanese soldier who wanted to rob his own food, but before he could react, a bayonet had already been inserted into his chest.

Finally, half an hour later, the gunfire in the village gradually stopped, and Ono Jiro led the fourth squad as a reserve to the village that was already full of blood. From noon until dark, the entire Xiaoye dragged his tired body away from Xiaolizhuang, which had become a ruin, leaving only Xiaolizhuang that had become a ruin and hundreds of corpses of ordinary people.