After killing their own battalion commander and his dogs, the traitors only had one sentence in their hearts at this time, that is, the sky is high and the birds can fly.

In their field of vision, there was the Eighth Route Army blocking in the south, and although this section of the road was not long, there was absolutely no possibility of passing through.

The north side looked calm, and it seemed that no enemy had discovered that there was an exit. So all the two devils who were still alive rushed towards the north in a swarm,

Seeing that the enemy's departure mission had been completed, Zhao Gang first stared at the chaotic central main road for a while, he was afraid that a puppet army fishing in troubled waters would approach the stable.

After making sure that there were no problems, he quickly walked down from the commanding heights and shouted to the fighters in the temporary defensive position:

"Everyone clean up the battlefield, leave the horses and weapons abandoned by the enemy, and see if there are any wounded comrades."

Since the enemy did not use heavy fire, not even grenades were thrown. Therefore, among the soldiers led by Zhao Gang, there were only five lightly wounded, and they only needed to be recuperated for a few days after returning to the team.

Looking at the lifeless Wanjia Town, Zhao Gang frowned, he decided to do one more thing before leaving.

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The puppet soldiers were very excited when they looked at the exit of Zhenbei in front of them, the group of Eighth Route Army they encountered just now was too murderous.

Not only is there a lot of firepower, but there is also a sharpshooter who has no bullets, who can withstand this!

The wastes, who had little organization in the first place, had now dispersed and poured out of the northern exit like scattered sand, and they had not thought about what to do if there was an ambush by the Eighth Route Army here.

Since the battle took place in the early hours of the morning, these puppet soldiers were not fully armed when they attacked from the barracks.

Now he is running away in a panic, and having a rifle in his hand can be regarded as a high force value.

When Zhang Dabiao heard that the gunfire in the town had stopped, he ordered his comrades to be ready to fight at any time, and when he saw the chaotic enemy, he immediately ordered to shoot.

Although he is now convinced by Zhao Gang, the political commissar, there is one thing he actually can't figure out.

Just kill these dogs and traitors, there is no need to keep prisoners at all, and after bringing them back, these two devils will waste the few food reserves in the regiment.

But since it was the order of the political commissar, then he, who was the battalion commander, had to listen, but it would definitely be no problem to kill a few more before the enemy surrendered.

"Call me! Hit hard! ”

Da-da-da, da-da-da.

The fighters of the two companies immediately opened fire, and the fire network formed by light machine guns and rifles forcibly interrupted the momentum of the puppet army's escape.

The two devils in front wanted to retreat to the town to find cover, and the two devils in the back wanted to escape from Wanjia Town, which made the two waves of people with different ideas crowd and push each other, and even a stampede occurred.

Fierce and reasonably allocated firepower, like cutting wheat, killed dozens of dog traitors on the spot.

There weren't many puppet soldiers in Wanjia Town, and the former security regiment was temporarily put together by local ruffians and hooligans.

After surrendering the devil and becoming a puppet army, although he absorbed some waste, there were more than 300 people in total.

A hundred people died in the battle with Zhao Gang and them, and now they have been ambushed and stampede, and there are only more than 80 people left who can move.

Only then did they understand what was happening, and began to regret why they were so stupid, how could such an obvious ambush location not be waiting for the Eighth Route Army here.

However, it was too late to say anything, and they had no ability to resist these wastes who sold their ancestors for glory, so they had to obediently kneel on the ground and surrender.

All kinds of weapons were scattered all over the place, like explosive equipment.

Seeing this, Zhang Dabiao walked out with the soldiers, looking at this group of boneless soft eggs, he spat dissatisfiedly.

"Where is your battalion commander, let him get out and see Lao Tzu."

A group of puppet soldiers squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands and trembled, they couldn't tell if they were suffering now. Where else is there a battalion commander, who has long been killed by his own people.

Seeing this situation, the experienced Zhang Dabiao immediately knew that the so-called battalion commander was dead, so he added:

"If the battalion commander dies, the company commander will come out! If the company commander dies, the platoon commander will come out! I tell you, if you don't cooperate, you will die! ”

As if to echo the words of their battalion commander, the soldiers pulled the bolts of their weapons one after another, and the atmosphere became solemn.

The puppet soldiers were so scared to death that at this time, the characteristics of the dead friends of the dead and the poor were immediately awakened, and one cadre after another was pushed out by their own people.

Several soldiers with guns immediately stepped forward, pulled the puppet soldiers out of the crowd, and ordered them to order their men.

Next, Zhang Dabiao divided two platoons of soldiers to clean up the battlefield and capture them, while he himself took the remaining soldiers to escort the captives to join Zhao Gang.

It has taken a total of fifteen minutes since the start of the battle, and the battle in Wanjia Town has completely ended.

Soon, the two sides met. Seeing Zhang Dabiao holding the captive, Zhao Gang nodded with satisfaction.

"Da Biao, are there any casualties among the soldiers, and how is the cleaning of the battlefield arranged?"

In the face of the concern of his own political commissar, Big Meow showed a subtle smile.

"Don't worry, political commissar, you can rest assured that I will do things. The two of us fought in an ambush, and the two devils were scared by the soldiers at that time, and the soldiers were not slightly injured. ”

"I have also arranged the cleaning of the battlefield, and it is estimated that the comrades will be back in about ten minutes."

"But I have a question, why do you want to bring these traitors back, we don't need the people to correct us, we also know what the two devils have done."

Hearing this question, Zhao Gang looked at the other party with some seriousness. He decided to take advantage of the fact that there was still some time to give the first battalion commander a temporary lesson.

"Our public trials are generally adversarial, and the jury is made up of local gentry, and all the procedures are complete."

"But have you ever wondered why we should go to great lengths to do this, instead of taking revenge for a life?"

Zhang Dabiao thought for a moment, but quickly gave up. It's okay to let him take the commando team to cut the devil, this kind of problem is really a bit difficult for him.

"The purpose of the public trial is not only to eliminate evil and punish adultery and popularize common sense of law, but also to publicize and teach the people to think about the law and the system."

"You have been in the army for so long, you should know the difference between us and preserved fruits, and the people are our roots."

"Ordinary people who have participated in the public trial can realize that our legal system is fair and fair and can be relied on."

"Only the troops that the people want can be invincible."

Listening to the words of his political commissar, Zhang Dabiao thought for a while and nodded. At the same time, the mayor of Wanjia Town brought several prestigious villagers to the two.

Zhao Gang saluted several old men and said: "I am the political commissar of the new second regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army, and the puppet army in Wanjia Town has been eliminated by us, I hope you can cooperate with us to try the traitors." ”

Several villagers from Wanjia Town, who were originally a little scared and even trembled when they walked, immediately took his hand and thanked him when they heard Zhao Gang's words.

Everyone came to the side of the two devils, and several village elders began to identify the residents of the town.

These two devils do absolutely bad things on weekdays, and bullying men and women happens from time to time. Each of them had the blood of the common people in the base area on his hands, and one old man almost fainted when he pointed out.

Sure enough, only seven of the remaining dozens of traitors can barely be planned to be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment (up to five years), and the rest are all sentenced to death.

According to Zhang Dabiao's words, a hundred deaths of these people are not enough to pay off the blood debt on their hands.

The two devils who heard their ultimate fate didn't even have the idea of resisting. They knew that they were going to die, and that it was better to die than to struggle.

But crying still has to cry, but these traitors are not crying because they wake up, but because they are going to die.

Although it is a little unruly, it is treated differently in special times. Zhao Gang stood on a high platform and shouted to the soldiers and villagers below:

"According to the regulations of our Eighth Route Army, I announce the verdict on behalf of the 386th Brigade New Second Regiment D Committee."

"Sentenced Mei Quanxi and other seventy-eight traitors to death, and Lai Dasheng and other nine traitors to five years in prison!"

"Execute it now!"

While the trial was in progress, the soldiers used the time to lead the horses out of the stables and out into the streets.

After the public trial, everyone immediately prepared to leave with their horses and disarmed supplies.

Originally, the Type 92 heavy machine gun could not be taken away, and the original plan was to ride back to the defense area, and the heavy machine gun could only be carried by the soldiers, which delayed time too much.

But just when Zhang Dabiao was about to blow it up with tears, the villagers of Wanjia Town sent a board car, which really exceeded the task.

After packing up all the belongings, Zhao Gang looked at his watch.

It's still an hour before the devil's railway patrol arrives here, and he's just checked around, and there is no radio station in Wanjia Town that can contact the outside world.

In other words, the time for retreat was completely sufficient.

It's coming, it's coming, and everyone understands the typos in the second half

(End of chapter)