"So what are we going to do?" Huang Yuanqiang immediately asked.

"Persimmon picks soft pinch!" Wang Ping replied in surprise.

Huang Yuanqiang's already frowning brows wrinkled even deeper at this time, and he asked with a puzzled face: "But I didn't see a soft persimmon!" The three garrisons of the Japanese army outside the city have the strength of a brigade, if you really want to say that there is one less garrison, there is only Fengling Town, where there is no garrison of the Imperial Army! ”

A very mysterious smile slowly appeared on Wang Ping's face.

"Now there are really no soft persimmons for us to pinch, besides, the devil is not a fool, it is impossible to take the initiative to expose the soft persimmon to us to pinch. Since there is no ready-made soft persimmon for us to pinch, then we will create a soft persimmon ourselves! ”

It's been three days since Matsumoto Daisa was stationed at the grain depot with a squadron of special forces.

Some time ago, the Eighth Route Army, which had been going out of the mountains to grab grain, seemed to have disappeared in the past few days, and there was no movement.

As a veteran, Matsumoto not only did not relax, but tensed his nerves even more.

In Matsumoto's view, the tranquility in front of him was likely to be the last calm before the decisive battle broke out. I don't know when, the Eighth Route Army, which has accumulated enough strength, will launch the deadliest attack on the Imperial Army.

With this kind of thinking and judgment, Matsumoto Daisa, not only was his nerves tense, but the garrisons defending the three granaries were also strengthened under his orders to guard against a sneak attack by the Eighth Route Army.

"Bang bang bang...... Boom......" Suddenly, a burst of gunshots mixed with two explosions reached Matsumoto's ears, waking up Matsumoto, who was frowning.

"It must be the Eighth Route Army coming, and the few days of waiting have finally been in vain!" Matsumoto Daisa exclaimed with excitement on his face.

Pick up the submachine gun hanging on the wall, load a magazine full of bullets, load the bullets, and then walk outside, shouting loudly as he goes.

"Assemble, all the third squadron, the Eighth Route Army is here, ready to fight!"

In less than a minute, a squadron of more than eighty devil special forces stood in front of Matsumoto in full armor.

At this time, the shootout outside the village not only did not stop, but intensified.

The sounds of rifles, pistols, submachine guns, light and heavy machine guns, and even mortars are all mixed in.

Matsumoto Daisa's face not only did not show the nervousness before the battle, but became more and more excited, and then shouted with a feverish face: "The special combat team of the Eighth Route Army is also here, all of them, follow me to reinforce the battlefield, take the squad as a unit, and kill the Eighth Route Army that sneaked up here, especially their special combat team, this time I can't let them run away no matter what!" ”

After saying that, Matsumoto Daisa rushed out of the warehouse where he was hiding.

"What's going on? How did the gunfire stop! "When he was about to rush to the battlefield, the gunfire that kept ringing in front suddenly stopped. Although the movements on Matsumoto's feet did not stop, a big question arose in his heart.

As soon as he rushed into the battlefield, which was full of gunpowder smoke and blood, a captain dragged his wounded arm and ran over with gunpowder smoke on his face.

"Sir, the Eighth Route Army has been repelled by us!"

"Tubalu has retreated, aren't they here to grab food? How did you retreat so quickly! Matsumoto said to himself with a frown.

Then he stared at the captain and asked, "How many people are coming from the Dirt Eight Road, and how are their equipment?" Also, the losses of the troops are not great! ”

The captain, who was injured in the arm, immediately lowered his head and replied with a look of grievance: "There are more than a dozen people on Tuba Road, and they directly touched the position thirty or forty meters in front of us to launch an attack, and directly caught us off guard!" ”

"They are very well equipped, each with an automatic weapon, and the squad guarding here was all beaten into a sieve by them before they could fight back.

Fortunately, the patrol was nearby, withstood their attack, and then held on until he led reinforcements. ”

"Seeing that there are not many people in Tubalu, I want to outflank them on both wings and kill them. Unexpectedly, they ambushed the troops outside, and the firepower was also very strong. The roundabout squad was directly surrounded by them, and was killed without even holding out for two minutes, and then the earth eight roads that attacked us retreated. ”

"In less than five minutes of fighting, we lost a total of nearly two infantry squads!"

"The Eighth Route Army took all the wounded and corpses with them when they retreated, and we don't know how many of their casualties were!"

"The people who attacked you must be the special combat team of the Eighth Route Army, didn't they come here for food? Why retreat when you fight. Can anyone tell me what they want to do? What is the purpose. Matsumoto Daisa judged with a frown.

The squadron leader next to him immediately asked: "Captain, the special combat team of the Eighth Route Army has appeared, they have just retreated, they must not have gone too far, do you want to pursue them now and kill them!" ”

The special combat team of the Eighth Route Army used the corpses of his special forces again and again to tell Matsumoto Daisa that even if the special combat team could not compare with the special forces in his hands in terms of training, as long as the strategy was used well, they could still tyrannize the special forces in his hands.

Matsumoto Daisa, who was still arrogant just now, listened to the squadron leader's request for battle, and then saw the night outside the town where he couldn't see his fingers, an inexplicable fear suddenly surged in his mind, and then a hesitant expression appeared on his face.

Originally, he prepared a large net for the special combat team of the Eighth Route Army in the warehouse.

Now, the special combat team of the Eighth Route Army has directly snatched the initiative on the battlefield from its own hands with an inexplicable attack and retreat, and then spread its net in the night when it can't see its fingers, waiting for it to be sent out and rushed out.

Thinking of this, the hesitation on Matsumoto Daisa's face directly turned into fear, and then he resolutely objected: "No, the Eighth Route Army special combat team is too cunning, they must have set a trap outside that we don't know about." Just go out and hunt them down, and we'll be fooled! ”

After the order was given, I don't know when, Matsumoto Daisa's forehead was unexpectedly sweaty beads the size of beans because of nervousness.

After a long sigh of relief, Matsumoto Daisa, who had slowly calmed down, continued to order: "As long as the Eighth Route Army does not solve the food problem for a day, they will still attack here." ”

"We just need to spread the net here, and the Eighth Route Army, which is short of food, will definitely take the initiative to attack us, and then drill into this big net!"

"Therefore, it is only a matter of time before the Eighth Route Army special combat team is eliminated, and there is no need for us to let the entire squadron take risks for this time!"

"If you didn't guess wrong, the Eighth Route Army's special combat team just now attacked to force us out, and then take the opportunity to destroy us. In this way, if they attack the grain depot again, there will be less of us as a fierce enemy, and we must not be fooled! ”

In a ravine less than two kilometers away from Fengling Town, Huang Yuanqiang, who had been on the road for nearly half an hour, finally returned here with the wounded.

As soon as he entered, Huang Yuanqiang rushed to Wang Ping's side and reported.

"Captain, the battle just now was so good, in less than five minutes, we killed at least two squads of the devils, and we only sacrificed two team members and injured one person!"

"How to fight next, captain, give the order!"

"Don't fight for the time being today, tomorrow, it's still the same, attack Fengling Town, hit and run, mainly to kill and injure the devil garrison, don't forget to attack in another place!" Wang Ping replied in a calm tone.

Huang Yuanqiang, who was still high-spirited just now, instantly turned into a defeated rooster, and replied with his head down: "Yes, captain!" ”

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