I really came here to fight against Japan

Song Wenwan smiled and said, "Platoon Leader Guan, give them the bolts and bayonets, and fifty rounds of ammunition each.

I’m telling you, don’t play tricks on me, or you’ll suffer the consequences.”

What Song Wenwan meant was naturally what Platoon Leader Guan meant.

Although it was impossible for him to completely believe that Song Wenwan was the weapons expert sent by the Eighth Route Army Headquarters.

But he was sure that Song Wenwan should be a Chinese who fought against the Japanese.

This group of puppet soldiers happily held their weapons and hid behind the rocks, ready to take the lead.

Song Wenwan still carried his Garand and followed the Eighth Route Army soldiers, preparing for battle together.

Soon, the Japanese captain, under the protection of a small team of Japanese soldiers, was moving up the mountain.

At this time, including Song Wenwan, at least five guns were aimed at him.

The Japs reached 200 meters, 150 meters, and 100 meters.

Song Wenwan habitually gave orders in her low voice.

"Everyone listen to my command, one, two, three, fire."

"Bang...bang bang bang..."

First, a dense volley of gunfire swept across, and all the officers and machine gunners, including the Japanese battalion commander, were shot and fell.

Then there was the Type 42 squad machine gun and four Type 42 submachine guns.

They began shooting fiercely at the Japanese soldiers on the mountain road.

With the firepower of a reinforced platoon, they could attack a small squad of Japanese soldiers from a high position. The advantage was indeed in my hands.

The light machine gun only fired three long bursts of shots, and all the Japanese soldiers below were knocked down.

There were no puppet soldiers in front to block the bullets, and no machine guns to provide cover.

Without the previous caution, the only thing left now was a hasty escape. The Japanese were surprisingly vulnerable.

What Song Wenwan and Platoon Leader Guan didn't expect was that there were also a few good fighters among those puppet troops.

When facing the Japanese, every shot was fatal, without any mercy.

Platoon Leader Guan also nodded to this group of puppet soldiers who were in Cao's camp but their hearts were with Han.

Although these people were traitors to the Japanese, they still had a little conscience.

At least they should have demonstrated this kind of marksmanship in previous battles.

Among the soldiers in my platoon, there are probably only a few comrades left.

Passing up and down the mountains, the Eighth Route Army on both sides carried out tactical squeezing.

The Japanese soldiers, knowing that their end was approaching, became more and more crazy.

They stood up fearlessly and launched a crazy charge towards the Eighth Route Army on both sides.

The puppet soldiers on the mountain, facing the Japanese soldiers who had become sitting ducks, pulled the bolts of their guns quickly.

When the Japanese rushed in front of them, these former puppet soldiers actually raised their bayonets.

After a few gunshots, the few Japanese soldiers who rushed up were killed by Song Wenwan's gun.

Song Wenwan said: "Okay, okay, you did a good job this time.

You have already pledged your allegiance, so from now on you should follow the Eighth Route Army and fight the Japanese in earnest."

The puppet soldiers who had just surrendered on the mountain took the Eighth Route Army caps that Song Wenwan turned over and put on them, all of them burst into tears of gratitude.

Platoon Leader Guan: What are you still talking about? You are an Eighth Route Army cadre, is this something you should say?

After the battle, the Eighth Route Army troops on the mountains and hills finally gathered together.

Looking at the comrade who he thought had died long ago, he was still alive and well, standing in front of him.

The comrades who came over from the military district today, ready to avenge them, were also extremely excited.

However, the happiest person here was Lu Changfeng from the 7th Guerrilla Division.

The two of them came together, and Lu Changfeng asked: "How is it? Are you okay?"

Song Wenwan: "It's been so many years, when have you ever seen me in trouble?"

Lu Changfeng: "Why don't you send a safe telegram if you are okay? Longshui, Jiangnan, and Shanxi are all looking for you.

Red Northern Shaanxi also issued an order to the Eighth Route Army units in North China to immediately assist in the investigation.

Even my nephew’s wife in Longshui is ready to take her children to North China to find her husband.”

Song Wenwan touched her nose. She didn't expect that her disappearance would cause so much trouble.

He immediately said: "Hurry up and send a telegram home, telling them that I have arrived in Hebei.

Let that old woman stay at home, I'm fine here."

Lu Changfeng gave him a thumbs up and read the original content of the telegram.

However, the consequence of the three words "old woman" made Song Wenwan suffer a lot after she returned home.

With Zhu Bei's skills, Song Wenwan really can't beat him!

The former puppet army platoon leader, who looked mighty and domineering with a hint of side-eye, had already walked three circles in front of the group of puppet army prisoners at the foot of the mountain.

Now all the prisoners were squatting on the ground, looking at their former colleagues who were full of vigor and vitality.

It would be absolutely false to say that they have no envy in their hearts.

Not to mention how impressive the Eighth Route Army caps on their heads are, at least he is safe!

Didn’t you see that their puppet corps commander and the only battalion commander were dragged out and shot?

You brought the Japanese devils and chased down an entire platoon of our comrades for two days and one night. Who would believe you if you said you were not a traitor?

"Platoon Leader Gu, come here."

Platoon Leader Gu turned around and saw that it was Song Wenwan who was calling him. He immediately ran over happily.

But he could see that Comrade Song, who was said to be from the Eighth Route Army Headquarters, was definitely not an ordinary person.

He had never met Lu Changfeng, the commander of the guerrilla division.

But Lu Changfeng's name is absolutely famous to him.

Such a big figure in the national army, even though he called Song Wenwan "nephew" all the time when he saw her.

But in fact, his attitude towards Mr. Song is respectful.

From this we can see that Mr. Song's status is definitely that of a military commander.

Platoon Leader Gu: "Captain Song, what do you want from me? I will definitely do it for you beautifully."

Song Wenwan pointed at a group of people nearby and asked, "What's all the noise over there? What's going on?"

Platoon Leader Gu: "Captain Song, the Eighth Route Army over there has captured a dozen Japanese prisoners.

The captured Japanese soldiers were not convinced and were cursing at us. "

Song Wenwan: "Why do the Eighth Route Army in Huya Mountain still have a hobby of capturing Japanese prisoners?"

Lu Changfeng: "To be honest, this is my fault. They have been wronged in the anti-raid campaign these past two days.

When we were charging just now, I was thinking of asking them to get some interest back from the Japanese first.

Who knew that they would actually bring the Japanese down the mountain alive to me.

There are so many people around now, it’s really hard to take action!

Besides, there are more than 200 political cadres watching over there at the Eighth Route Army Training Camp, and it would have a very bad impact if we took direct action.”

Platoon Leader Gu was standing by, listening to the two officers talking in secret.

He immediately felt that this was his chance to show off.

"Captain Song, Captain Lu, don't worry about this little thing. I can take care of this little thing for you."

Lu Changfeng smiled and said, "You are really good. You first call him Chief Song and then Chief Lu, and you know how to distinguish between the big and small kings.

He is so perceptive, maybe he can actually get this done."

Song Wenwan: "Do you know what we want to do?"

Platoon Leader Gu: "Hehe, isn't it just cutting the grass and eradicating it... that is, eliminating the Japanese invaders is the duty of our generation of soldiers."

Seeing that Song Wenwan had nodded, he immediately went to find Platoon Leader Guan and led out the soldiers from his platoon.

They pulled out the bolts of the three large rifles in their hands again.

A platoon of people, carrying guns on their backs, once again walked over to the side of the puppet army prisoners.