Otherwise, when the Eighth Route Army attacks, they won't always try to avoid the cars. Even the grenades they throw will try their best to ensure that they explode in the air.
All this shows that they are trying their best to preserve these materials.
Although Oda Nagano has retired from the front line and turned to transportation work, the sense of smell developed on the battlefield has not deteriorated.
Although Oda Nagano has a good idea, things will not develop according to the route he envisioned.
He believed that once his squadron established a counterattack position, it would be able to delay the attack for a while, but he never thought that his counterattack position would not be established.
Before the light machine guns and grenade positions of Oda Squadron could be established, they were shot down from all directions.
In addition to them, other officers of all sizes in the squadron also fell. The remaining Japanese soldiers were immediately defeated.
Oda Nagano, who was hiding next to the truck, was immediately stunned. He did not expect that the enemy's tactics were so cunning.
At the beginning of the battle, their officers were specially selected to support the firepower. The delaying war he envisioned in his heart had already failed before it even started.
"Old Ding, what a joy, look at those Japanese devils below, we beat them so hard that they don't even dare to raise their heads!" Kong Jie looked at the road with high spirits.
Ding Wei smiled and said nothing, he had already expected this outcome.
We obtained the Japanese transportation route in advance and figured out their troop strength. We prepared an ambush in advance before they arrived.
If you can't defeat the little devil anymore, just find a piece of tofu and kill yourself.
"Old Kong, what are you waiting for?" Kong Jie said with a smile: "Blow the charge horn quickly. If the little devil can't defeat us, we may have to destroy supplies."
"Yes, why did you forget about this?" Kong Jie excitedly patted the ground and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Commander, blow the charge horn for me, and the whole battalion will charge with me!"
On the highway.
"Baga is crushing the road." Oda Nagano couldn't help but cursed. Knowing that he could no longer resist, he immediately ordered to blow up all the supplies.
But before he could give the order to blow up the vehicle, he suddenly heard a loud bugle sound in his ears.
Toot toot toot…
Hearing this familiar charge signal, Oda Nagano panicked instantly. He never expected that the troops on the opposite side would launch a charge so quickly.
The soldiers of the Independence Regiment, led by Kong Jie, rushed towards the road like tigers descending the mountain.
"Quickly, blow up everyone's supplies and leave no one behind!" Seeing the people swarming towards him from both sides of the road, Oda Nagano shouted at the top of his voice, waving his command knife.
Oda Nagano's order spread quickly across the highway, and the little devils took out grenades one after another, pulled out the fuses, and tried to hit themselves on the head.
Kong Jie took the lead and rushed to the front. When he saw the Japanese take out a grenade and hit his helmet, he had no idea what the Japanese were thinking.
"Quickly, kill those Japanese with grenades!" Kong Jie shouted at the top of his lungs.
As soon as he saw the Japs taking out grenades, he immediately realized what the Japs were thinking. He had given up so much effort just for these supplies, how could he sit back and watch the Japs destroy it?
Ding Wei, who was on the hillside, saw at a glance the Japanese officer waving his command sword and shouting.
Ding Wei quickly picked up the Type 97 sniper rifle, loaded it, aimed, and shot, all in one go.
"boom!"
The muzzle of the gun instantly ejected a bullet.
In this noisy battlefield, the sound of the gunshot did not attract anyone's attention. High-speed rotating bullets quickly burst out from the muzzle.
next moment.
The bullet accurately hit Oda Nagano, who was waving his command sword and shouting.
Oda Nagano's body suddenly froze, and a blood hole appeared between his eyebrows. He fell straight to the ground as if all the strength in his body had been drained.
Before his death, Oda Nagano's expression remained as ferocious as when he was alive, and the expression on his face was forever frozen in this one.
"Good marksmanship!" Kong Jie noticed this Japanese officer early on, but just as he was about to take aim and shoot, he was shot down by Ding Wei.
The death of Oda Nagano completely threw the remaining Japanese troops into chaos. Under normal circumstances, the Japanese troops would be commanded in sequence.
When an officer dies, the next-level officer takes command, and so on, until all officers are killed.
But at the beginning, the Japanese officers of this squadron were called by the soldiers of the Independence Battalion one by one.
After the death of Oda Nagano, the entire Japs squadron no longer had anyone who could command them, and the remaining Japs were immediately in disarray, like headless flies.
Kong Jie rushed to the front carrying a ghost-headed sword.
It had been more than a few months since he had been assigned to the 28th Regiment. The last time he suffered a loss at the hands of the Japanese, Kong Jie had been holding back a sense of resentment.
Seeing the group of Japs in front of him, Kong Jie became red-eyed. He rushed into the group of Japs with a big knife without caring about anything.
Chopping left and right, cutting the devils like a melon, venting the resentment in his heart.
In the blink of an eye, Kong Jie chopped down three or four Japs, and half of his body was stained red with blood.
The soldiers of the independent battalion were all holding their breath and intertwined with the Japanese.
The little Japanese were very fierce when fighting with bayonets, but after arriving at the 28th Regiment, the soldiers of the independent battalion were not bad either, and they could keep up with them in terms of training and food.
After two months of training, the soldiers of the independent battalion have strong physical strength. Coupled with the anger they have held in for several months, their explosive power is even more powerful than that of the Japanese.
This group of Japanese soldiers whose spirit had been shattered was no match for the soldiers of the independent battalion.
In just a few minutes, there were only a dozen Japanese soldiers left in the field, and they were immediately surrounded by wolf-like and tiger-like independent battalion soldiers.
These dozen Japanese soldiers gathered back to back. Even though they were surrounded, they still stared at the soldiers of the Independence Battalion fiercely.
"You damn little devil, you dare to look at me like this when you are about to die!" Shen Quan roared, and wanted to charge forward with the knife in hand.
"Chen Quan, what the hell are you doing!" Kong Jie kicked Chen Quan, holding a machine gun in his hand, and started shooting at them politely.
The muzzle of the machine gun instantly burst out with a dazzling flame.
Following a burst of fierce gunfire, Kong Jie finally swept all the dozen or so Japanese soldiers to the ground. Kong Jie didn't give up until all the bullets in the magazine were fired.
Looking at the corpses of Japanese soldiers all over the ground, Kong Jie felt an unprecedented sense of relief. The resentment he had held in for several months suddenly dissipated.
"Haha, haha!" Kong Jie couldn't help laughing, staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Before Kong Jie's butt hit the ground, he felt someone supporting him. When he turned around, he found that it was Ding Wei. Seeing his old comrade, Kong Jie suddenly felt grateful in his heart.
My old comrade-in-arms set up a stage specifically to perform for himself and the Independence Camp.
"Old Ding, you're here," Kong Jie said.
Ding Wei nodded: "How is it?"
"I'm so glad, haha, the Japanese transport team is gone!" Kong Jie said happily: "Old Ding, thank you."
"As long as it's fun, since when did you start whining like a girl?" Ding Wei said with a smile, "How can we brothers say thank you?
Quickly arrange for soldiers to clean the battlefield and bring all the supplies back. All scrapped vehicles can be dismantled and taken away, and those that cannot be dismantled will be burned directly in the old place!
If we go back now, we can just catch up with the 28th Regiment’s dinner, and today our whole regiment will celebrate the victory of the battle together!”
"Yes!" Kong Jie nodded heavily and looked at Shen Quan: "Chen Quan, you can count the casualties of the independent battalion later, and then report it to our regiment leader."
"Yes!" Shen Quan responded, turned around and left here.
Soldiers clean the battlefield.
Ding Wei and Kong Jie were also wandering around the battlefield.
suddenly.
Kong Jie's eyes fell on the Japanese squadron leader, Oda Nagano.
Several soldiers were taking off his clothes. Since they had defeated these Japs, they would not leave anything behind.
Kong Jie had very good eyesight and saw the gun bag thrown aside at a glance.
"old…"
As soon as he saw Kong Jie's reaction, Ding Wei knew what Kong Jie wanted to do, but before he could shout out, he saw Kong Jie happily picking up the gun bag.
"Old Ding, look, the tortoise box." Kong Jie said happily.
Ding Wei curled his lips and said: "I can see, isn't it just a broken gun? As for such a treasure."
He didn't like the junk gun Nanfang Fourteen at all. Even if it was captured, Ding Wei directly ordered it to be broken into scrap metal in order to prevent it from getting into the hands of soldiers.
Ding Wei's family has a great business, and he wears a Walter pistol and a shell gun on his waist. Naturally, he looks down on the Japanese garbage gun.
But Kong Jie was different. The shell gun that had been with him for several years could not hold up even if it was carefully maintained. Because of the aging of the rifling, it could only be declared scrapped.
Even so, Kong Jie couldn't bear to throw him away, so he kept it on his waist so that it could be a facade.
Kong Jie couldn't help but said: "You should have some conscience. You have a big business and you don't need anything. It's different for me. If I had a better gun, I wouldn't care about this thing."
After saying that, Kong Jie happily put it on his waist: "Although it is a broken gun, it is better than nothing."
"The Japs themselves despise this gun. If they can afford it, they won't use it at all. You still keep it as a treasure." Ding Wei said: "There is a Japs transport team behind us. What gun do you want?"
We can just take it from inside, but if that doesn't work, I'll give you two shell guns."
Kong Jie's eyes lit up and he slapped his head: "Why did you forget about this? I almost lost the watermelon for some sesame seeds.
Your boy is now the teacher's favorite. The boss cherishes you and allows you to develop freely. Now that my brother has spoken, I won't be polite."
"Don't worry, I'll let you pick this batch of supplies first and use them as capital to support you later. We'll hand over part of the rest," Ding Wei said.
"Since brother has spoken, I won't be polite!" Kong Jie said gratefully; "But, you said you want to hand it over?
Didn't the boss give you special treatment? You don't have to hand over the seized materials and keep them for your own development. Why don't you take the opportunity to develop your own strength?"
"No need, the 28th Regiment has seized a lot of supplies now, and...there is something very wrong with this Japanese transport team." Ding Wei said in a deep voice.
"Something's wrong?" Kong Jie was a little surprised.
"That's right." Ding Wei squatted down and pointed to a rut on the ground: "Didn't you realize that this rut is too deep?
The Japanese overloaded the truck this time, and the tires were compressed to the point of deformation. They must have overloaded the truck."
After Ding Wei reminded him, Kong Jie also noticed something was wrong: "Yes, why are you guys suddenly transporting equipment on a large scale?"
next moment.
Kong Jie reacted suddenly: "You mean, the little devil is planning a big sweep?"
"That's right!" Ding Wei nodded and said, "I am certain that there is more than just one Japanese transport team. There may be more Japanese transport teams that are carrying out the task of transporting equipment."
After a pause, Ding Wei said with a smile: "Old Kong, maybe one day you will be transferred away to straighten things up. If we really fight, you can't be vague."
"Don't worry, one day, even if you, Ding Wei, fall into a sea of knives and fire, I will not hesitate!" Kong Jie said in a shocked voice.
"I, Kong Jie, have fallen into a trough, and it's all because of your help, brother. I won't say much more to thank you. I will get two Japanese girls back for you when the time comes."
"Fuck you." Ding Wei smiled and cursed: "If you have this ability, you might as well get two tanks for me to drive."
"Tank? How dare you dare to speak," Kong Jie scolded with a smile.
While the two were talking.
Soon, the soldiers of the Independence Battalion finished cleaning the battlefield.
From some scrapped trucks, everything that could be dismantled and taken away was dismantled. Anything that could not be taken away, they burned it without leaving anything for the Japanese.
All the dead mules, horses and other livestock were also loaded into cars and taken away, and brought back to improve the food for the soldiers of the 28th Regiment.
Because there was a pistol team and a bombardment team, when the 28th Regiment had trucks, they had all been trained to drive, so they didn't have to worry about the vehicle not being able to drive.
The battlefield was quickly cleared, and under the leadership of Ding Wei, they rushed back to the 28th Regiment's station.
…
at the same time.
New Regiment Headquarters.
The soldiers sent by Li Yunlong also brought back news of the impending arrival of the Japanese transport team.
It's just that the news was a little late.
"What are you talking about, Japanese transport team?" Li Yunlong's eyes widened and he stood up from his chair.
"Good guy, you're a transport team, and you're a squadron kid. I can't live without eating this fat guy."
Li Yunlong grinned and said, "This time God made me rich."
With that said, Li Yunlong shouted at the top of his lungs: "Dabiao, gather your troops immediately and advance towards Sunset Slope!"
Half an hour later.
When the new group arrived at Sunset Slope excitedly, they were immediately stunned by the scene in front of them.
There were several blackened trucks standing on the road at the moment, and the raging flames were still burning on them.
Hundreds of corpses were stripped naked, not to mention their socks, even the Japanese's diapers were stripped naked.
The little Japanese lay in twos and threes on the road, stretching out a line several hundred meters long. Their bodies were covered with bullet holes, and some of the Japanese were covered in shrapnel.
The highway mountain is riddled with holes, scorched black, and dotted with bomb craters. You can tell at a glance that a great war has occurred here.
"Captain, we came a step too late and the Japanese transport team was seized." Zhang Dabiao said.
"Damn it, I can see it!" Li Yunlong roared angrily: "Damn it, who dares to come to my place to steal meat!"
During this period, the Japanese blockade was getting closer and closer, so that the new group did not open for a long time.
After suddenly receiving the news that a Japanese convoy was passing by, Li Yunlong wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune.
Who would have thought that when he was ready, the kid's beard was cut off? It was like getting ready to marry a wife, but her wife was robbed halfway.