I really came here to fight against Japan

"Have the Xigan guerrilla detachment come up? Don't make a fuss or you'll expose your target."

As he walked forward, he asked the soldier next to him.

Before the soldier from the reconnaissance company could say anything, someone spoke from a mound they passed by.

"If the shit you're talking about were us, we would have been here a long time ago."

With a "swish", more than a dozen gun muzzles turned at the same time and aimed at the "talking" mound of earth.

The "earth bag" was suddenly opened and Song Wenwan crawled out from it.

When several people looked at him, they thought, isn’t this the leader of the reactionaries, Song Wenwan?

The head of the regiment asked, "Are you Commander Song? Why are you hiding here?"

Song Wenwan said: "Comrade Commander, didn't you receive an order from the division headquarters?

The mission of our Xigan Detachment is to serve as the reserve force of the entire army and engage the enemy in secret.

How about it, is the location I chose hidden enough? Are you surprised or surprised?"

Compared to this, this is the rhetoric from the future 21st century.

The leaders of the Eighth Route Army Corps collectively said: Mr. Song, why are you so poor!

The regiment commander then asked, "Commander Song, where are your first and second detachments? Why didn't they come with you?"

Song Wenwan didn't answer his question, but put her fingers in her mouth.

"Puff...Puff..." Song Wenwan was so damn embarrassed!

He blew it twice, but no whistle sound came out of his mouth.

With a "puff", a staff officer of the Eighth Route Army couldn't hold back any longer and finally laughed out loud.

We saw that Commander Song's face had turned into a liver color.

He coughed lightly, then whispered, "Come out, the Japs are here, it's time to work."

Behind the Eighth Route Army's position, about fifty meters away, it suddenly seemed like a fire.

As soon as the camouflage on the mound was lifted, the soldiers of the Gan Detachment lay prone on the mud like mud monkeys.

At this time, the team leader was already getting anxious. How were they going to scout the terrain?

Hundreds of people hid in their positions in advance, but they knew nothing about it and were derelict in their duty.

Just at this moment, the Japanese devils came.

They could already see the bright headlights on the Japanese military vehicles.

The devil's singing could be heard faintly from the Japanese army trucks.

Truck after truck drove through the rain and fog towards the depths of the Eighth Route Army's pocket formation.

At the entrance of the pocket formation, Brother Jiu, wearing the uniform of a Japanese corporal, was preparing there.

Ninth Brother was holding two small flags, one red and one green, in his hands, and was setting up a checkpoint there for inspection.

The mines at the intersection have been buried, and Brother Jiu is the one responsible for pulling the string.

The Eighth Route Army had already set up an ambush, but Brother Nine used a mortar to create this opportunity.

Only after obtaining approval from the division headquarters could Brother Jiu achieve his wish.

But the Eighth Route Army soldier who was blocking the gap in front said that you can’t be cowardly later.

If you don't dare to detonate the mine, don't blame me for shooting you with my machine gun.

The Japanese army's car finally drove over slowly.

They were very curious when they saw the checkpoints here, wondering why there was an imperial checkpoint here.

But the "Japanese" squad at this checkpoint is too standard.

They had no intention of intercepting us, and used signal flags in their hands to direct the vehicles to pass quickly.

When the lead Japanese vehicle drove over, the sergeant saluted and shouted "May the military fortune last forever."

The Japanese soldier sitting in the co-pilot seat was finally relieved and saluted the sergeant in return.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the car drove out of the checkpoint, the sergeant retreated, turned over and hid in the ditch behind.

"Nani?"

Just as the Japanese soldiers in the lead vehicle were still wondering, the anti-tank mine under their vehicle exploded.

With a loud bang, the leading vehicle of the Japanese army was blown into the sky by a landmine.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers lying in ambush all around were also shocked by the effect of the explosion.

Since when did our mines become so powerful?

Well, this was also out of kindness from Brother Nine, who specially helped his Eighth Route Army brothers.

The Japanese devils were replaced with a powerful anti-tank mine.

These mines were provided by Song Wenwan. I heard from their commander that they are extremely powerful.

Even if it's T34 this time, we can blow it into pieces.

Brother Nine has observed the effects of this type of mine up close.

It's a bit exaggerated to say that it was blown into pieces, but both the people and the car were sent flying into the sky.

The fallen cars, Japanese soldiers, and light machine guns and rifles were all turned into parts.

This scene made the regimental commander of the Eighth Route Army tremble with fear. He was so heartbroken.

"My machine gun, my Type 38 rifle, my booty, are all gone just like that?"

Before he could finish feeling heartbroken, the Gan Detachment on the hillside had already begun to attack the Japanese troops.

They fired 60-mm mortar shells down like they were free.

He fired ten shots at high speed, destroying the truck below.

The company commander of the death squad stabbed the big knife in the ground and turned around to ask: "Captain, what should we do?"

But the captain, who had been gritting his teeth just now, had closed his eyes in pain.

Because of the Xigan guerrilla detachment, the heavy machine guns arranged on both sides of the hillside opened fire.

On one side, five Browning M1919 air-cooled heavy machine guns used cross fire to pour bullets at the Japanese devils below the hillside.

They kept firing, and only stopped after firing two belts of 250 rounds.

In the blink of an eye, a high-powered anti-tank mine and a hundred mortar shells.

There were still 5,000 rounds of heavy machine gun bullets, and they were all used up in less than ten minutes.

The commander of the Eighth Route Army shouted, "Go down and see if there are any survivors."

"okay!"

The company commander of the suicide squad was stunned and said, "I didn't say anything. Who is in charge of the mission?"

I saw the members of Gan's team in the position suddenly slipped out of the position.

The angry company commander yelled, "You guys can just eat the meat, but you won't even let us have a sip of the soup."

The soldiers of the Gan Detachment who rushed out of their positions did not rush in in a swarm.

The soldier leading them was strong and powerful, holding a shield made of unknown material.

Behind him were two submachine gunners and two riflemen standing side by side.

There was another soldier walking at the end, holding a ten-foot-long pole that he had just assembled.

They rushed quickly to the road, and the soldier holding the long pole quickly walked to the front.

He used the iron hook on the pole to quickly hook up the Japanese soldiers' bodies and dragged them to the side.

The rifleman was on guard on the side, and the submachine gunner had already put his submachine gun on his back.

They switched to Mauser pistols and followed the long-pole man, dug out a Japanese soldier's body, and shot him again in the head.

The company commander ran over and asked, "I say, they are all dead, why are you destroying their bodies?"

At this time, Brother Nine had already walked over and spoke to him calmly.

"Brother, this is a national war. They have come to our home. What morality are you still talking about with the invaders?"

The company commander thought: "Well, we have our own prisoner policy! We are not as wild as you guys who kill people whenever you want."

While they were talking, a man with a long pole turned over a pile of Japanese soldiers' bodies.

Suddenly, a Japanese officer sat up from the pile of Japanese corpses.