Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders

The small village didn't dare to think about counterattacking Pingyang. Yesterday, a regiment of the Imperial Army was destroyed in half an hour, and today more than 6000 Imperial Army soldiers were completely wiped out in more than two hours.

He didn't want to face such firepower and combat effectiveness. Who knew how many people would die in a fight? His wife was waiting for him at home, and he absolutely couldn't die here.

The Japanese mortar unit soon fired at the road under Xiaocun's command. Wang Su watched for a long time and found Wang Ye and said,

"Brother, the Japanese are bombing the road with artillery. Aren't they going crazy?"

"What are you crazy about? There is nothing wrong with what the Japs did. If I had encountered an extreme situation, I would have exploded long ago. Why would I wait until now?"

Wang Ye thought that the old devil Noda was a waste because he ran away so quickly. He didn't expect that he would actually find a way to deal with him.

"Commander, Commander, there is news." Wang Erde, the commander of the reconnaissance battalion, came in with a telegram.

"The reconnaissance team ahead sent a telegram saying that a regiment of the Japanese drove trucks and pulled artillery past Laoya Mountain and will be there in two hours at most!"

The reconnaissance teams of the Children's Corps were all equipped with small radios. War is all about information aversion, so even though the radios are relatively expensive, Wang Ye is willing to spend them.

The brigade commander said enviously, "Captain Wang, your equipment is so good. Our brigade's communications basically rely on people running!"

When Wang Ye heard the brigade commander say this these days, he knew he was going to bleed a little. "Brigade commander, the children's group doesn't have much food left. We can't stand you taking it away like this!"

Then he said to Wang Erde, "Notify the reconnaissance teams along the way to keep a close eye on the Japanese.

As soon as the Japanese soldiers meet up, you will lead the entire reconnaissance battalion to run back and block the Japanese soldiers' way back to Jing County. You must not let a single Japanese soldier return alive. Do you understand?"

Wang Erde was overjoyed. Although the reconnaissance battalion often went on missions, they had never fought a major battle. This time, they finally had a chance to use their skills.

Ding Wei and Li Yunlong didn't understand why Wang Ye had to wait for the Japanese from Jing County to arrive before attacking.

"Captain Wang, when the devils from Jing County arrive, the children's group will be under a lot of pressure. Are you sure there's no problem?"

The Eighth Route Army's tactics were to divide and encircle, then annihilate them one by one, but who would have thought that the Children's Corps would do the exact opposite.

"Don't worry, everyone. Our children's group's fighting style is a little different from other troops. You will get used to it slowly in the future!"

At about 10: in the morning, Xiaocun returned to the headquarters, "Reporting to the commander, the minefield has been cleared!"

Noda, who was sitting on the chair with a heavy heart, stood up happily, "Yoshi, Komura-kun did a good job. Lead your team to clear the way. We must leave this place immediately."

Yokota Takenosuke said helplessly, "Noda-kun, the enemy following us did not attack, don't you find it strange?"

"What's so strange?" After Noda knew that the minefield had been cleared and he could return to Jing County, he felt that he was fine again.

"The fact that they didn't attack just shows that they are not strong enough and are not sure they can defeat us. Otherwise, they would have pounced on us long ago. How could they have waited until now?"

Everyone in the command center was hit hard by Noda's words. Xiaocun quietly left the tent and organized the troops to clear the way.

Wang Xiaokui, the commander of the special forces battalion, watched the devils cautiously passing through the minefield and sneered in his heart, "These devils are too timid. If they want to run, they must be brave. The faster they run, the better.

With the look of looking back every three steps, he will not even know how he died!"

The soldier next to him whispered, "Captain, stop talking nonsense. The Japanese will go into the ambush circle by themselves. Just fight them!"

"Hey, you're quite brave, you dare to say that to me!" Wang Xiaokui scolded with a smile.

This was the first time that the special forces battalion participated in a major war, so both Wang Xiaokui and the soldiers of the special forces battalion were actually a little nervous.

"Bang!" The Japanese soldier in front was shot dead. Wang Xiaokui looked over and saw a small head lying down in the distance.

You read that right, it was my great aunt who fired the shot!

"Hit me!" Wang Xiaokui roared.

Suddenly, countless gun muzzles appeared on the originally quiet hillside, and the sound of "da da da" of gunfire rang out densely. The Japanese were suppressed by the firepower of the special forces battalion and could not raise their heads.

Especially the continuous fire from heavy machine guns and assault rifles. The Japanese, who were holding bolt-action rifles, had never seen such firepower and were directly stunned.

Under the powerful firepower of the special forces battalion, the squadron at the front held out for less than 5 minutes, and more than 10 people ran back.

Xiaocun was walking at the back. He was a little far away and didn't see the explosive output of the special forces battalion clearly.

But he could hear the dense gunfire, as if thousands of people were firing at the same time.

His infantry battalion, which had no heavy firepower, was no match for such firepower output.

When he saw the 10 or so Japanese soldiers running back, he was stunned.

There are more than 180 people in the squadron, and in 3 minutes, only these few are left?

"Captain... Captain, the enemy's firepower is very strong.

They have so many light and heavy machine guns that we can’t even count them. Countless firing points have blocked the road and the surrounding areas. There’s no way for us to get through!”

The Japanese who escaped back described the situation in front of them in a sporadic manner.

Xiaocun turned around and ran towards the command center. Whoever wanted to go could go, but he would never rush to the front again!

Seeing Komura coming in, Noda asked in confusion, "Komura-kun, didn't you lead the way with others? Why did you come back?

There was intense gunfire ahead, what happened?"

Xiaocun was filled with anger, but he had to calm down and answer, "Sir, the front is blocked by enemy fire, we have no way to pass, please give us your guidance!"

"Baga, Komura-kun, there are enemies ahead, so let's destroy them. Can't we pass through with people around?"

Xiaocun closed his eyes and said helplessly, "Sir, my squadron has more than 180 people, and more than 3 of them died in 170 minutes.

The firepower in front is very strong. My men cannot rush out. Please arrange other troops. "

After Xiaocun said this, his body went limp and he sat down on the ground. He knew that after saying this, as long as he returned to Jing County, the best outcome for him would be to return to his hometown and work as a laborer.

But he had no choice. As the captain, he couldn't just watch his men die!

"What do you mean?" Noda was a little dumbfounded.

Yokota Takenosuke pulled Komura up from the ground and asked in disbelief, "You mean to say that a squadron was destroyed in three minutes?"

"Yes!"

Yokota Takenosuke looked at Noda and said, "Sir, the enemy's firepower is beyond our imagination. Perhaps the best way is to hold on and wait for help!"

"wrong!"

Noda said in disbelief, "Their firepower is so strong, why don't they attack?"

Yokota Takenosuke's eyes widened as he shouted in fear, "Are they planning to surround us and attack the reinforcements?"