Chapter 132 In my whole life, I have never fought such a devil.

The puppet soldiers were responsible for pushing the carts, and the Japanese were driving behind them like animals.

Shouted loudly in broken Chinese.

"Bagaya Road, hurry up, it's freezing cold. Our stronghold is ahead, please hurry up?"

The Japanese squad leader was sitting on top of the grain, yelling and cursing like crazy.

"Baga, I told you to hurry up, do you hear me? We are freezing to death. Hurry up, or we will die..."

The puppet soldiers were very obedient and pushed and pulled the carts with all their strength.

However, the snow was a bit thick. No matter how hard they tried, the cart couldn't move faster.

Twelve carts of food! How many people did this harm? Every one of the soldiers was filled with hatred.

There is no way, most of them are locals. It is very likely that the people caused by this devil are their relatives.

Zheng Xiong, Wang Muyan and Xizi held the guns in their hands tightly and aimed at the Japs carrying grenade launchers.

The three of them have the best marksmanship and are specifically responsible for shooting those who carry grenades.

The Springfield rifle in Wang Hao's hand was aimed at the Japanese squad leader sitting on the grain.

There was nothing he could do. This guy was sitting on top of the grain. He was so conspicuous that Wang Hao couldn't even think about beating him.

"bump……"

Wang Hao's gun fired.

The Japanese squad leader, who was shouting happily, had his head shaken and rolled directly under the cart.

"Bump bump bump..."

Zheng Xiong, Wang Muyan and Xizi's guns also fired.

The three Japs who resisted grenades were also shot in the head and fell to the ground.

The submachine guns and light machine guns held by the soldiers also fired.

"Da da da da..."

"Da da da da..."

There were more than sixty people, except for one Springfield rifle and three 38-guns. The others were either light machine guns or submachine guns.

The bullets rained down from the mountain. Before the Japanese and puppet soldiers had time to react, they fell to the ground with multiple bullets.

After only a minute of fighting, the gunfire stopped.

There was no way, the Japs were not made of iron and could not withstand such firepower. In one minute, the Japs were basically all dead.

Only a few dozen of the more eye-catching puppet soldiers hid behind the carts, trembling with fear and temporarily saving their lives.

These puppet soldiers were able to survive because the Eighth Route Army's bullets were aimed at the Japanese.

Under this situation, it doesn't matter whether these puppet troops fight or not, because they simply don't dare to fight back.

Wang Hao shouted loudly: "Brothers of the puppet army, please help to check if there are any Japs alive. If there are any, get rid of them. Otherwise, you will all die."

Come on, I'm only counting to three, everyone stand up, otherwise we will throw grenades and charge."

"Bagayalu, how dare you..."

Below, the frightened screams of the Japanese suddenly came.

"Bump, bump, bump..."

Three gunshots were heard, and the remaining three Japanese were killed by the puppet soldiers.

Are you kidding, what kind of firepower is this on the mountain? If we don’t kill you, we won’t be able to finish the game?

The puppet soldiers are not fools. In this case, how many of you, more than thirty people, dare not kill you?

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, we have killed the Japanese."

The puppet soldiers raised their guns and stood up.

Wang Hao looked at it and waved his hand, and the soldiers rushed down.

If you see a moving enemy, reload your rifle.

Only Zheng Xiong and his three sharpshooters stayed on the top of the mountain, watching the whole scene vigilantly. If they found anything wrong, they would shoot immediately.

The puppet soldiers threw their guns on the ground one after another.

"Baye, Baye, please spare my life!"

Wang Hao shouted loudly: "Quickly, take down their guns and clean the battlefield. Hurry up, we only have half an hour at most before the Japanese in the stronghold will arrive."

The soldiers didn't need to call him, they quickly cleaned the battlefield, took out all the bullets from the captured guns, and put them on the carts.

Then four soldiers were sent to escort the puppet troops and push the carts back.

Four soldiers were enough. They were armed with submachine guns. These puppet soldiers had no guns, so it was impossible for them to dare to resist.

It only took ten minutes for the cart to be pushed away.

"Damn, this battle was so exciting, haha..."

Wang Muyan spoke loudly.

There was no other way, and the soldiers all said that in all my life, I have never fought such an enjoyable battle.

Wang Hao shouted loudly: "Don't be happy here, quickly put on the Japanese clothes, let's go."

"Yes, yes, come on, it's freezing to death, motherfucker."

The soldiers screamed one after another. They didn't know how cold it was when they were fighting. When they stopped, they felt as if they were freezing to death.

The soldiers began to take off the Japs' clothes and put them on themselves, not because they wanted to look like Japs, but because they were too cold.

After wearing these Japanese clothes, my body feels much warmer.

After getting dressed, Wang Hao took them up the mountain and took a detour from the top of the mountain to the back.

Then he ambushed again on the two mountains behind.

Sure enough, half an hour later, the Japs came. They drove six large trucks and they were crowded with Japs.

When they came to the scene and took a look, they were immediately furious.

Where are there any living people here? There are only dead Japanese and Japanese soldiers wearing thin underwear.

"Bagaya Road, chase me..."

There were obvious tracks on the road. These guys had obviously stolen the food.

But they don't even think about it, we Japanese have cars, and you want to run away with a cart?

The Japanese jumped into the car one by one, and drove forward in pursuit.

It's really a race against time! It's more urgent than rushing to reincarnate.

This is good for snowy days. If there is an ambush on the mountain on the roadside, there will definitely be footprints left when going up the mountain.

At the very least, there must be traces of cover-up.

So when the Japanese saw that there were no footprints on the mountains on both sides, they stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward.

If there are no footprints, there is no ambush, and even if there is an ambush, they are not afraid.

They constitute a squadron of nearly two hundred people. They are equipped with grenades, heavy machine guns, and light machine guns. Who are they afraid of?

Suddenly, a gunshot was heard from the mountain ahead.

"bump……"

The devil who was driving at the front had his head shaken and fell down in his position.

The sound of a gunshot is the signal for battle.

Immediately afterwards, crackling gunshots were heard from both sides of the mountain. The gunshots were so dense that it was hard to distinguish what they were.

Those bullets are really no different from rain.

The rear compartments of the six vehicles were beaten into a hornet's nest. I don't know how the Japanese inside were beaten, but I didn't see a few jumping out.

There is no way, it will be even worse if it jumps out.

And all the Japs on the driving floor were killed one by one by sharpshooters.

It's really a quick victory, leaving no chance to the devils!

"Stop, stop shooting..."

When Wang Hao saw that the Japanese below him were unresponsive, he quickly shouted loudly.

The gunfire soon stopped.

"Quick, brothers, rush up to me and see if there are any Japanese alive?"
Chapter completed!