The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Everyone understood what this meant.

At the beginning, Xiao Liuzi did not resist, and the entire Fengtian Province surrendered. The main force of the Northeast Army fled from Fengtian into the interior, and no matter how they fought afterwards, the commander pretended to be deaf and dumb.

"Whether the Northeast Army comes back or not is none of our business... We are only seeking revenge for our families! Kill one and it counts!"

Xu Jingbin said this through gritted teeth. His voice sounded particularly sharp in the cold wind.

"Shhh."

After saying this, Xu Jingbin immediately made a gesture for silence - everyone held their breath and focused, but almost at the same time, everyone heard a rustling sound coming from the woods.

They have been bandits for many years and have trained their hearing and eyesight: if you don't have this ability, you shouldn't have this job.

Crunch, crunch, crunch…

Soon, more and more sounds of footsteps on the snow could be heard in the woods, accompanied by one or two curses from the Japanese devils.

Xu Jingbin made a "disperse" gesture and took the lead in picking up the sniper rifle in his hand.

This sniper rifle named K25 is also the main weapon of the Northeast Army.

It was copied from the German G43/K43 semi-automatic sniper rifle and is one of the most famous products of the Kulun Arsenal. It was widely used in the Northeast Army a few years ago.

Because of its semi-automatic mechanism, it can fire continuously, and its rate of fire far exceeds that of a bolt-action rifle. In addition, it is equipped with a ZF4 4x scope, which is suitable for fast-moving targets.

During the Battle of Berlin, the K43 sniper relied on the ruins to suppress the Soviet charge to a certain extent. It was a useful weapon, but due to its limited production, it became a not popular equipment.

The moment the Japanese regiment commander Suzuki Hiroshi raised the telescope, he pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle, and the bullet penetrated the lens and went into his left eye - this was the bear hunting method his father taught him when he was a child.

The K25 is useful, but when it is not equipped with a silencer, the sound of the gunshot is simply soul-stirring.

The sound seemed to echo throughout the valley. The Japanese soldiers, who had been complaining about being forced by the regiment commander to go up the mountain to build fortifications and store ammunition at night, suddenly came to their senses from their shock.

Dropping their ammunition boxes, engineering shovels and other items, the Japanese soldiers began to disperse, howling.

"Wow, that's really fast!"

Before the brothers could kill many people by shooting through the open door, the Japs sneaked in and out of hiding... Soon, the first round of resolute counterattack began!

The narrow mountain road was soon drowned out by the sound of gunfire and shouting - the men used their weapons to shoot at the devils;
Some of the brothers who didn't have hot weapons used the weapons they had. Yang Xiao led the horse thieves to press forward from the flank, using the lasso pole to hook the bayonet;

Some miners swung their pickaxes to smash their helmets; the sound of skulls breaking mixed with shouts of “Fuck you, Japanese!” echoed in the valley.

While Xu Jingbin and his brothers were fighting fiercely with the Japanese, Jiang Cheng and Li Shitou were leading the vanguard troops marching from the other side of the mountain road.

The provincial alliance against Japan has been finalized, but Zhang Hanqing is still mediating the details of the alliance. The capital is peaceful.

These officers were worried, but Jiang Cheng was concerned about his father and the Northeast, so he insisted on leading the vanguard troops to fight back.

"Fuck...what does this mean?"

Not long after entering the mountain, Jiang Cheng shouted "hush" and told everyone to stay where they were. He was listening attentively when he was suddenly startled and asked, "Is there a fight going on in this mountain?"

Li Shitou quickly made a gesture to his men, and the two scouts immediately went into the mountain. About ten minutes later, they both came back and reported: "Master Jiang! It's the Japanese. I don't know who they are. They are fighting with the Japanese near Tashan!" Someone is actually fighting with the Japanese on their own initiative?
Jiang Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up, he turned around and shouted, "Let's go too!"
When the troops rushed out, Xu Jingbin spat out the gravel in his mouth and let his brothers mount the Czech light machine gun on the knot of the thousand-year-old pine tree.

On the narrow road a hundred meters below the cliff, the Japanese army was fighting more and more fiercely. It seemed that they would never be defeated. They surged over like a tide, suppressing the brothers so much that they seemed to have no firepower left.

"Yang Xiao! Second brother!"

Xu Jingbin yelled at his brother who was hiding on the side of the boulder, but he was soon shocked to find that the other party seemed to be injured, half leaning against the stone wall and struggling to wrap his arm.

The gurgling blood soon dyed the white snow on the ground red.

"Boss, it's no use - there are too many devils. We..."

Amid the sound of gunfire, a man screamed at Xu Jingbin.

However, he touched the trigger rope on his waist that was modified from the village's door knocker, and the words of the regiment commander rang in his ears: "When the Japs enter Hulukou, we will send them to see the King of Hell!"

The man was shocked: "No, no, it's too close, Boss."

But before he could finish his words, he saw the Japanese soldiers rushing out of the snow cave and stepping in. Xu Jingbin, who was hiding behind the Eagle's Beak Rock, suddenly pulled the hemp rope, and fifty logs as thick as bowls wrapped in caltrops rolled down.

Japanese Sergeant Takahashi was hit by a log and flew five meters away. His back was nailed to the "Tashan Valley" cliff carving on the cliff, and blood flowed along the gullies of the Yan style characters.

"Damn Chinamen...get the flamethrower!"

The Japanese squad leader roared and pointed at the natural stone cave halfway up the mountain. Two Hundred-type flamethrowers spit out red dragons, and the moss on the rock wall was instantly carbonized.

The ammunition boxes hidden in the cave were ignited, and three brothers jumped out as fireballs. One of them hugged the Japanese flamethrower and jumped into the deep ravine. The trajectory of their fall created a blue and white mushroom cloud at the bottom of the valley - as if they were a homemade "human bomb" made of black powder and sulfur powder.

Xu Jingbin took the opportunity to lead his men around to the north slope and poured twenty barrels of tung oil into the valley.

Grenades ignited the snow covered with oil, and the fire dragon rushed along the winding waterway to the Japanese army's assembly area. The Japanese soldiers in rubber-soled shoes jumped and wailed in the kerosene, their charred soles stuck to the cobblestones and were trampled into pulp by the mules and horses that followed.

But the number of devils was too large. The Japanese troops following closely behind shouted slogans such as "Long live the Emperor" and "Long live the Empire" and charged towards them again.

There were not many brothers left around Xu Jingbin. Including Yang Xiao who was barely still standing... there were only about ten of them. But the worst thing was that their ammunition was almost exhausted.

The narrow mountain road was crowded with yellow military uniforms, and bayonets were connected into golden centipedes in the flames of war.

The men swung their axes and chopped. The moment the axe blade got stuck into the helmet, they drew out the daggers from their waists and stabbed them into the opponent's armpits - this was the wolf-killing technique passed down from the hunters' ancestors.

The 17-year-old boy Shuanzi was forced to the edge of a cliff by three Japanese soldiers. He suddenly ripped open his military uniform to reveal his chest full of detonators.

He bit off the fuse and leaped into the enemy group. The blast blew seven bodies onto an eagle's nest 30 meters high, and the unhatched eggs were soaked with brains. The intestines hanging among the pine branches on the top of the cliff swayed in the night wind like a soul-calling flag.

"Shuanzi, Shuanzi!"

Xu Jingbin was distracted for a while, but just when he was almost exhausted and about to collapse, he suddenly heard the familiar yet unfamiliar charge.

"Brothers! Follow me to slaughter the Japanese pigs!" (End of this chapter)