When Yang Bangzi broke in, Feng Dayan and Squadron Leader Oshima had been facing each other for nearly ten minutes. The devil's knife skills are good, and his marksmanship is also accurate, and Lao Feng really can't help him for a while.

As soon as the door opened, the devil saw that it was a Chinese, and the Wang Ba box in his hand rang, and the bullet grazed Yang Stick's shoulder and hit the door.

If you don't want to catch a job, you will hurt your shoulder, according to the meaning of Yang Stick, a grenade will go over, no matter what you live in the road or not, the undercurrent will not be chopped in the undercurrent, and you will not be able to make up a pile with your hands and feet.

However, it is indeed not so easy to block the squadron leader of a devil, Yang Bangzi also knows that he has organized a stronghold to attack the road without authorization, and he has to be verbosed by the organization.

Thinking like this, he endured it first, and whispered to Feng Dayan that he would go out and clean up the outside first, and then think of capturing this devil alive.

Yang Stick flashed out of the war room, leaned against the wall and approached the door of the communication room, beckoning the big ones to find cover, and the muzzles of the guns were aimed at the gate, and then he stretched out his foot and kicked down the iron rod at the top door. I pushed the door, but I didn't push it, and it seemed that the devil inside had also tied the door.

The doors of this turret are made of thickened wooden planks wrapped in iron sheets, and it is necessary to rely on bullets to drill holes, and it can only be broken in the year of the monkey, and the gunfire outside is getting denser and denser, and this must be solved quickly, and one less trouble is a trouble.

Yang Bangzi jumped to the top of the turret, carried a box of 60 shells and came down, picked up one and loaded the fuse, and told the old five sons to retreat to the bottom of the stairs leading to the second floor, and made a reinforced bunker with wooden boxes.

Hiding in the bunker and beckoning everyone to plug their ears, Yang Bangzi knocked the mortar shell with the tail to the ground, counted it twice, raised his hand, threw it to the door of the communication room, and covered his ears and lay on the ground.

"Boom!" With a bang, the entire turret was filled with smoke, and the smell of gunpowder choked people's eyes and dry throats! As soon as the shell exploded and the flames disappeared, he jumped up from the ground, jumped over the wooden box, flashed to the smashed wooden door, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, two long bursts of fast and slow machines shot into the house.

After a few screams, Yang Stick crawled to the ground again, the muzzle of the gun against the ground, another long burst, this time except for the sound of bullets hitting things in the house, there was no movement.

After stopping for two or three seconds, Yang Bangzi crawled into the communication room, and after more than ten seconds, he came out shaking his head and told the big man that they should go in and carry those who could still breathe outside the room, give first aid, and leave the dead one alone.

He carried two 60 shells in his arms, put the fuse in his pocket, looked at the situation outside through the bullet holes on the second floor, returned to the first floor and kicked open the gate of the turret, and jumped to the dead end on the side of the barracks.

This is the veteran oil, in less than two minutes before and after, blowing up the communication room, solving the devils who still have combat effectiveness, taking artillery shells, observing the terrain, rushing to the shooting corner, how can you do it without more than ten years of battlefield experience? It's not a great skill to be a hand, and if you don't accept it, you can't do it!

He took out the fuse, screwed it onto the shell, and made a gesture to the soldiers who could see him, which meant that he then fired at the devils in the barracks to attract the opponent's fire, and he took out his cigarette bag and lit it! And spit out smoke rings! When Commissar Hong saw it on the platform of the courtyard wall, he couldn't wait to go up and bite him twice!

After smoking a bag of cigarettes, Yang Bangzi scolded in his heart, these recruits don't feel sorry for bullets at all! Bang Bang is put it! Lao Tzu's troops fought a tough battle, and on average, each soldier couldn't put five shots! After a while, more than a dozen rounds of counter-shooting were released! Let's hurry up, these losers!

The devils in the house couldn't see the situation in the corner of the side wall, and they didn't know if the person who came out of the turret was hit, and their attention was gradually led away by the eight roads on the opposite side, but they didn't expect that Yang Stick had climbed under the window along the root of the wall.

The windows are more than two meters high from the ground, and the window panels are also made of thickened wood, which is like a baffle when propped up, and ordinary rifle bullets cannot penetrate it, but the devil can use fire to block the open space in front of him when he hides behind.

Yang stick half leaned against the wall, looked sideways at the barracks gate, measured the size of the shooting hole with his hand, raised his head and looked at the window above his head, and then slowly stood up, knocked his right hand on the wall, and the mortar shell in his hand was thrown into the window, and as soon as he turned around, his other hand also knocked on the wall, and another mortar shell was stuffed into the shooting hole on the door!

"Boom! Rumble! With two bangs, the window frames and partitions of the barracks were blown into pieces, and the gate was blown flat for several meters before falling to the ground, and the whole barracks was screaming and filled with smoke.

Yang stick, who was squatting at the base of the wall with his ears covered, swooped down, and the two fast and slow machines arrived in his hand, and the gate was still emitting white smoke, and the others arrived at the door, ready to go in and clean up the remnants of the enemy in a flash.

Just about to rush in, the little eyes squinted, and the heart was not good! The whole person fell to the ground on his back! In the smoke, a cold and shining bayonet came out, and the devil soldier Cao Cao with a rifle suddenly pounced into the air, lost his body center of gravity, and leaned forward, just about to take a step to stabilize his body, his stomach was kicked on by two big feet, and even people flew out three or four meters away with guns, fell in the courtyard, and went to his back.

A move of the iron plate bridge dodged the bayonet, and then made a rabbit kick the eagle to kick the devil away, Yang stick in a cheer, the oolong swing pillar rose up, flashed into the barracks, and more than ten seconds, shook his hand and came out, shouting A few people, see if there are still panting devils, go and clean the inside.

60 shells entered the window and exploded in the air, and the entire barracks did not even have a dead end, except for the devil soldier Cao Cao who saw the black guy like a radish flying in from the window, and quickly pulled a soldier next to him to block his body, dodging the shrapnel like rain, and the other devils were either dead or injured under the explosion of the two shells.

Yang Bangzi originally wanted to show off and make a gesture to the soldiers, but when he looked up, he saw Political Commissar Hong standing on the courtyard wall with his face pulled, wiped his face, and entered the turret.

Standing at the door of the war room, Yang Bangzi's eyes turned twice, raised his voice and shouted to Feng Dayan, asking him to tell the Japanese officer that all the devils and puppet troops outside had been cleaned up and let the devil officer surrender.

Lao Feng finished shouting in the standard Japanese Kyushu dialect, and Squadron Leader Oshima did not respond for a long time, neither shooting nor talking. Lao Feng told Yang Bangzi that this old devil was going to commit suicide, and a samurai who was proficient in kendo would not surrender.

Yang Bangzi also thought of this, when he fought with devils for more than four years, he saw more devils who did not surrender and committed suicide, if this officer didn't catch him alive, he Yang Bangzi would have lost the trump card of bargaining with his superiors and the organization!

His eyes rolled around twice, and he told Lao Feng to shout to the old devil and let him see the two of them and don't shoot their own people!

After that, he went over to the wooden box and slipped the second lieutenant and Ti over the well. Second Lieutenant Jingguan woke up just now, and before he understood the taste, he was stunned by the explosion of the shell that blew up the communication room, and he woke up in a daze.

Yang Stick grabbed the back of the devil's neck, pushed it into the door, and told the big one to go and catch the devil soldier Cao Cao in the yard.

Let Jing Guan wander in the door of the war room for a while, pull it back and throw it to the old fifth son, let it be tied, and then pushed the devil soldier Cao who was kicked by him into the door and shook it a few times, pulled it back and threw it to the big one.

Only then did Lao Feng tell the old devil inside, saying that he Yang Bangzi was going to have a one-on-one duel with the devil, and if the devil won, he would ensure that none of the captured Japanese soldiers would be harmed, including the devil squadron leader. If Yang Bangzi wins, the captured devils will not be harmed, and the devil officers will be allowed to cut themselves in the way of bushido!

Feng Dayan pursed his lips and glared at Yang Bangzi outside the door for a few seconds, but still translated this meaning to the devil officer.

Squadron Leader Oshima actually understood that the stronghold had been captured after hearing the gunfire outside stop, and he had already taken off his military uniform and shirt, leaving his shirt open, ready to commit suicide and apologize.

Seeing that Ensign Jingguan and Jun Cao were still alive and being pushed over, and hearing Hachiro's shout, Oshima hesitated, and the hand holding the sword slowly put it on his knee.

After graduating from the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer School 12 years ago with high spirits, with the unique hardships and patience of the Kyushu people, after crossing the ocean and coming to China in 31 years, Oshima, an ordinary non-commissioned officer who has no military background and any foundation, can be regarded as being promoted quickly by virtue of his military exploits.

However, the fanaticism for war and the belief in the Great East Asian Holy War were shattered in the city of Nanjing. As a descendant of a samurai family, Oshima questioned the Imperial Army's massacre of so many civilians, especially when the Sixth Division was turned into a beast machine that burned and killed, and he finally became disgusted with the war.

As a result of public questioning and the act of preventing his subordinates from participating in the massacre of civilians, Oshima, an officer who was about to be promoted to Osa, was kicked out of the 6th Division, first sent back to Japan for half a year of quarantine, and then sent to the baggage team of the second-line battlefield to serve as a painless logistics officer.

The death of his wife and the hardships described in the letter from his hometown made this once fanatical imperial officer completely tired of war. But war-weariness is war-weariness, and as a samurai, you still have to defend the actions of the emperor and the army. Therefore, Oshima did not become a deserter by self-harm and toss his cowardly colleagues, and he could only live and wait for the day when the war ended.

At this moment, after listening to Balu's shouting, his already numb brain was still somewhat touched, since there was no hope of survival, it was better to use a fight to find a way for his subordinates to survive.

Taking out a family photo, Oshima looked at it silently for a while, raised his head and shouted, he agreed with Hachiro's suggestion to end this humiliating battle by duel.

I heard that the devil officer was going to fight a duel with the Eighth Road, and the people who cleaned up the battlefield spread lively! Clean up a vacant lot in the yard, on the courtyard wall, on the roof, oh! The inner and outer three floors are full of people!

Political Commissar Hong and the others resolutely disagreed with this kind of unreliable-sounding duel at first, and they hadn't heard that Balu was still playing with knives and guns in public with devils one-on-one.

But Yang patted his chest and promised, not to mention the devil who won the win, he had to leave a job to go to the division! also took out the party card and patted it in Hong Mei's hand, as a guarantee of the party's age!

Lao Feng didn't do it either, he had a few tricks with this old devil, and he wanted to have a good competition with his forehand, and a rod was inserted in the middle of Yang's stick, isn't it equivalent to a horizontal knife to win love!

Yang Bangzi said, you have passed the tricks, and you haven't won it for half a day! It's still a trick that Lao Tzu used to make the devil agree to come out, besides, Lao Tzu was shot in the shoulder, and he can use others for revenge!

There are a string of crooked truths, and no one can say anything about him, so they all disperse, find a good place and wait to see the show.

As soon as the squadron leader of Oshima walked out of the gate of the turret, the sun was shining, and he suddenly couldn't open his eyes. After a pause, he shouted a few words to the man who was still wearing the uniform of the Imperial Army, which meant that if he was going to die in battle, he must ensure the safety of the lives of other Japanese soldiers, especially the second lieutenant Jingguan, and ask him to take his photo and a letter back to his hometown.

In addition, it is particularly emphasized that if he loses, he asks to kill himself, and asks the big black man who defeated him to be his intermediary.

Yang Bangzi heard Lao Feng say that he was the wrong person, but he didn't understand what it was, Lao Feng said with a smile, that is, when the devil was disemboweled, someone had to cut off his head, so it was called the wrong person.

Yang Bangzixin said, this is a good job! Cut off the brain, Lao Tzu loves to do this business!