Chapter 114: Chanting the Sutra

The group walked through the jungle, and Chen Yu took them as if they were back in Burma and took them to death.

The leader of the guerrillas, or the captain, all six or seven of his men called him that. He led the way, and walked on a winding beast path, the path trodden by the wild beasts of the mountains, which no one but the boar and him knew of it, a road that could not be called a 'road'.

It took half an hour for the guerrilla captain to take Chen Yu and his party to the flank of the broken temple, looking at the broken temple from here, the open space in front of the temple was still burning corpses, and the monks were still chanting the scriptures, respectfully sending the made simple wooden plaques to the incense burner for worship.

Picked up the binoculars and looked at it, this place is very good, less than two hundred meters away from the ruined temple.

The guerrilla captain said: "Be careful, there are Japanese patrols around the cymbals, and the last time you came to fight with them, these guys patrolled every day. It's just that they don't dare to go into the mountains, they just patrol the road, and as soon as you fight, they will block the intersection. โ€

"Didn't you say it sooner?" Chen Yu turned around and scolded.

"Don't worry, Master Shihang has already gone to the road to plant mines, and if it can be delayed for a while, it depends on how you fight."

"How long can a few mines last?"

The captain said guiltily: "We will take our lives to help you drag, anyway, we won't live long if we go on like this, the Japanese killed all the people in the cymbals, they just want to starve us to death." Originally, I wanted to go to Tengchong, but it was too far and I couldn't walk. โ€

As if remembering something, the guerrilla leader showed his white teeth: "Don't worry, we won't cross the river to Zenda, and we won't talk to anyone else about you." It's good to be able to fight, it's a good effort. โ€

"Where's the man?" Chen Yu asked.

"Guizhou."

Chen Yu spat out: "No wonder, why didn't you go north with those people?" โ€

"The southern Sichuan guerrillas, I escaped alone and came here with the horse gang."

All right! Chen Yu has been looking for the southern Sichuan guerrillas for half a year here, and there is only one lone seedling left. The guerrillas in southern Sichuan were exterminated, and the remaining people died and fled, and those who survived were still operating underground.

These people may be the last armed force of the southern Sichuan guerrillas, who ran from southern Sichuan to this ghost place. The only order given to the 'South Sichuan Guerrillas' was to contain and fight guerrillas behind enemy lines.

After fighting for more than ten years, it was not until the end of the war that the central government got that this group of guys was still working underground in the southwest, and then I remembered that there seemed to be such a force. Chen Yu didn't know how this group of people survived, and now they still want to fight the Japanese army, these people's thinking changes quite quickly!

The captain asked with interest, "Brother Chen, where are you?" โ€

"Me?" Chen Yu looked at it.

Bu Spicy interjected: "Dead Frankpi, in that mountain lump in Xiangxi." โ€

"Just you talk a lot."

Glaring fiercely, Chen Yu began to make a plan, but in fact, there was no plan, outflanking both sides, and using the advantage of firepower to wipe out this Japanese infantry group in the open space of the temple. Run after the fight, and don't stop for a moment.

"Milong, find a machine gun firing position. Ah Yi, you lead people to outflank from the left, and I lead people to outflank from the right flank, and your guerrillas attract firepower head-on, don't be stupid and send them to death. โ€

Mi Long picked up his machine gun and kicked the bean cake lying on the ground to find the firing point. Ah Yi gritted his teeth and nodded, because he had just seen the corpses stacked in the farmland through the forest, and Rao was also stunned by this scene when he came back from Myanmar and saw the corpses of his comrades all the way, and agreed to the battle without saying a word.

Twelve people, either a few who survived with Chen Yu's position, or the old brothers of the shelter. Ah Yi took away the snake butt, mourning Xing and others, while Chen Yu was with Bu Lai, Cui Yong and others.

When they separated, Chen Yu walked past the guerrilla leader and said in his ear.

"Bearded fellow ยทยทยทยทยทยท"

When he heard this, the captain's eyes lit up and he opened his mouth to continue asking. Chen Yu smiled and nodded, hooking his waist immediately.

Seeing Chen Yu and the others disappear into the dense forest, the captain gently wiped the tears from his eyes and couldn't help laughing. Since escaping to this ghost place, he hadn't seen his own person for a long time, whether Chen Yu was real or not, he had already identified himself as his own person in his heart.

Bidding farewell to the guerrillas and others, Chen Yu and the others trekked through the dense forest, came to the bushes near the edge of the temple, and completely hid their bodies in the dark dense forest. The Japanese soldiers in front of the open space were chatting, picking up the bones that had been burned in the fire, and then putting them into cloth bags.

'Smack! โ€™

The crisp sound of a Type 38 rifle rang out, followed by four or five rounds of gunfire, killing only two inferior soldiers who were crouching on the ground to pick up the bones. Cao Cao, a Japanese soldier in the open field, gave an order, quickly picked up his gun and counterattacked, divided part of it to advance, and the others covered the shooting.

The three old monks were scared, the good news is that they are not sincere at all in chanting the scriptures, if the Buddha will definitely not accept these souls from Japan, maybe they are never sincere in chanting the scriptures, and the only person who sincerely recites the Buddha is laying mines on the road.

It was obviously not the first time that the Japanese troops in front of them had received such an attack, and under the command of Jun Cao, they formed a triangular tactical squad and set up Taisho 11-style light machine guns to counterattack.

'Dada~~~'

The light machine guns of the dragon rang out, and the sudden increase in firepower surprised the Japanese troops who formed a triangle formation, as if the gunfire of the Czech-made light machine guns was familiar to them, reminiscent of the last time we came to the west bank, this group of Japanese troops began to stop.

"Rush rush! Kill them! โ€

Chen Yu shouted and rushed forward, raised the M1 rifle in his hand to shoot, and directly killed the Japanese soldier Cao who commanded the battle in one shot. Finding that there were people on the flank, and the weapons in their hands were very different from before, the Japanese army panicked and divided their firepower to block the attack.

Chen Yu on the right rushed out of the dense forest and shrubs, while Ah Yi on the left also led people out of the dense forest, and the Thomson submachine gun in his hand made the Japanese army flee. The Japanese thought that it was only the guerrillas who were shooting with them with bolt-action rifles, but in the past, the guerrillas were fighting them with muskets and crossbows, and bolt-action rifles were already the upper limit of the Japanese army's self-righteousness.

When semi-automatic and fully automatic weapons appeared, mixed with light machine guns that fired continuously, the Japanese army's poor bolt-action rifles were powerless. The Japanese light machine gun team also wanted to change the firing position to block Chen Yu from the flank, but was hit in the head by a 6.5 mm Saka bullet, and the head was weak.

At a distance of less than 100 meters, semi-automatic rifles and Thomson submachine guns harvested the battlefield, and none of the Japanese troops in an infantry group escaped, and two of the Japanese soldiers who were shot in the chest and survived took out grenades and wanted to die together.

Chen Yu didn't have a chance to kill him.

There were no ten minutes, less than five minutes in the course of the battle. With adequate training, they were all veterans, and with the best guns in the world, the Japanese army was simply powerless to resist.

Three great monks, one of them lying on the ground pretending to be dead was hit in the abdomen by a ricocheting bullet, holding his stomach and wailing. The other two monks hid in the ruined temple with their heads in their hands, and when they saw that it was Chinese troops, they ran out to greet them.

Chen Yu raised his rifle and pointed it at them: "Traitor monk, your kneecaps are so soft?" โ€

"Donor, boss, military master, our senior brothers are also forced!" The monk knelt down and pleaded.

Chen Yu walked up and kicked over the two monks: "Lao Tzu also came to force you, go and recite the scriptures to the ordinary people lying in the fields outside the copper cymbal town, and recite the scriptures once for each corpse of the "Dizang Bodhisattva Wish Sutra", go!" Go to Lao Tzu!

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"The Japanese will kill us."

"If you don't go, I'll kill you now."