While the two old devils were talking, the train suddenly slowed down, braked suddenly, and the people in the train staggered around.
The back of Naoto Noda's head hit the back of the seat hard.
Shinzo Fukuda was even more careless and hit his forehead hard on the table, immediately creating a gap.
"The road is heavy." Shinzo Fukuda touched his injured forehead and grimaced in pain.
Noda Naoto wiped the back of his forehead and felt the palm of his hand was a little wet. When he looked carefully, it turned out to be blood.
"Baga, what is the train driver doing!" Naoto Noda shouted angrily.
There was a sudden roar of curses in the carriage.
Shinzo Fukuda was the first to come to his senses and suddenly asked: "What's going on? Why did the train stop?"
Noda Naoto also suddenly realized that the train would not stop unless there were special circumstances.
"Baga, Noda-kun, go and see what's going on." Shinzo Fukuda said angrily: "Everyone, be on alert!"
Ignoring the pain behind his forehead, Naoto Noda hurriedly stood up and ran to the front of the car.
As soon as he reached the aisle, a Japanese soldier came hurriedly: "Oh no, the railway has been damaged, and the train cannot continue to move forward for the time being."
"Can it be repaired?" Naoto Noda asked.
The Japanese soldier said with a bitter look on his face: "No, the cut off railway is too long and cannot be repaired in a short time."
"Quickly, retreat, retreat, turn around and go back!" Shinzo Fukuda seemed to have realized something and shouted crazily.
The old devil's face was covered in blood at the moment, and his expression looked even more ferocious.
The Japanese soldier in front of him was stunned on the spot.
"Asshole, go quickly!" Fukuda Shinzo said angrily.
With a roar, the Japanese soldier reacted immediately and stumbled towards the front of the car.
The Japanese soldiers on the seats also raised their weapons and aimed out the window, but the windows were filled with thick reeds.
"Fukuda-kun, what's going on?" Naoto Noda asked.
Shinzo Fukuda had a gloomy face and ignored Naoto Noda.
Seeing that Shinzo Fukuda was silent, Naoto Noda did not dare to say anything more and sat back on his chair honestly.
He didn't expect such an accident. There was no doctor or medicine in the car, so the two of them could only deal with the pain.
"Hey, look, the train really stopped." Liu Jinhai whispered.
Ding Wei said nothing and stared at the train on the tracks.
"Get ready to detonate the rails behind you!" Ding Wei said sternly when he saw the wheels of the train turning slowly.
The words just fell.
One of the soldiers held the detonator and pressed it hard.
There was a loud bang.
A red fire suddenly burst out on the rails behind the train, and the rails were blown to pieces.
The stones on the rails were like rain, scattering everywhere. The straight rails were bent by the explosion, and they flew to nowhere.
The train, which was originally moving slowly, stopped again.
"What's going on? Where did the explosion come from?" Shinzo Fukuda was startled by the sudden explosion.
He originally thought that the railway tracks were only damaged on a daily basis, but in fact the railways were often attacked by railway guerrillas.
But when he remembered the explosion, Shinzo Fukuda immediately realized that things were definitely not that simple!
"Quick, prepare to fight, prepare to fight!" Shinzo Fukuda shouted at the top of his lungs.
Just when Noda Naoto was trapped, he suddenly heard a series of fierce gunshots ringing in his ears.
When he heard the gunshot, Shinzo Fukuda's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
"attack!"
Following Ding Wei's roar, the guerrillas lurking in the reeds stood up and rushed towards the train on the railway track with their guns in hand.
Dense bullets, like rain, splashed towards the car body, and the clanging sounds were heard one after another.
Suddenly large and small sparks splashed across the train body.
The carriage was originally an ordinary civilian carriage, without any reinforcement, and its defensive capabilities were almost negligible.
Large and small bullet holes appeared on the body of the car, instantly turning the train into a sieve.
Ding Wei took the lead, rushing to the front with a Sanba Gaigai and aiming his gun.
"Bang!" a gunshot sounded.
A Japanese soldier who leaned out of the window was shot in the head and lay on the window.
Then, his body was pushed aside, and another Japanese soldier wanted to continue aiming, but did not wait for him to take a good posture.
Ding Wei pushed the bullet into the gun chamber again, aimed, and shot, and the whole set of actions was done in one go.
The hot bullet pierced the Japanese soldier's chest in an instant, and his body fell limply to the ground.
"Good marksmanship!" Zhou Weiguo couldn't help but roared when he saw Ding Wei's precise marksmanship.
"Fuck!" Liu Jinhai didn't expect that Ding Wei would rush so fast.
Du Hong was also dumbfounded, but he quickly reacted and shouted: "Quick, quick, go up and protect Captain Ding. If something goes wrong with him, I will never spare you."
Just kidding, if something happened to the famous Captain Ding Weiding, not to mention the commander of the 129th Division, his own commander would be skinned alive.
Inside the carriage.
No matter how stupid the two old Japanese soldiers, Shinzo Fukuda and Naoto Noda, were, they knew that they had been attacked and that their disguises had been seen through by the Eighth Route Army.
"Fukuda-kun, what should we do? What should we do?" Naoto Noda said urgently, holding his head and lying on the bottom of the carriage.
Shinzo Fukuda was no longer in the mood to answer Naoto Noda’s questions.
He finally understood what was wrong.
Everything was about the attack on the train in the morning.
The railroad tracks were not damaged, and no bombs were placed to blow up the railroad. Even from the attacking troops, there were relatively few gunshots.
Moreover, they didn't attack with any intention. They seemed to be firing their guns randomly. Although it sounded loud, it actually had no effect.
The imperial army accompanying the escort was not even damaged at all, but when the imperial army's firepower became stronger, the attacking troops retreated hastily, even losing their weapons.
This is not common sense at all. All of this is a trap, a trap in order to allow the afternoon train to leave the station smoothly.
Fukuda Shinzo was puzzled. He had no way of knowing which part had the problem.
This plan is obviously a seamless and tightly defended railway line. It clearly tells you that there are good things here, but they are not fooled at all.
asshole!
Shinzo Fukuda’s teeth were almost broken.
At present, these five carriages are equivalent to the strength of a small team. In order to facilitate portability, there are only two machine guns in the train.
If we had known that such an accident would happen, we should have carried sufficient firepower. Why should we go into battle lightly?
But there is no regret medicine in the world that can be taken.
The distance between the two sides was about 30 meters, but Ding Wei was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, Ding Wei approached the door of one of the trains.
Just then, a Japanese soldier rushed out with a machine gun, trying to establish an airport position.
As soon as he stepped out of the car door, Ding Wei quickly took out his knife and stabbed him to death.
The Japanese soldier didn't expect that there was a person hiding next to the car door. He didn't react in time and fell to the ground dead.
Ding Wei had quick hands and eyes, and snatched the light machine gun from his hand.
The two Japanese soldiers following him, standing in the carriage, noticed Ding Wei's figure and hurriedly raised their rifles to kill Ding Wei.
But because the car door is really narrow, the 38 cover is already long, and they installed a bayonet, the gun body is longer. How can it be so easy to aim at close range?
The muzzles of the two men collided.
Seeing this, the two of them almost uttered a sigh of relief at the same time and began to complain about each other.
Just when they were complaining to each other, Ding Wei had already rushed up with a Type 96 machine gun and fired a bunch of bullets at the two Japs in front of him.
The two Japanese soldiers made a muffled sound one after another and collapsed on the ground.
Ding Wei immediately took out a few magazines from the Japanese machine gunner, put them in his pocket, and rushed directly into the carriage.
now.
The soldiers did not hesitate and approached the carriage with bullets in their arms.
Ding Wei stepped on the seat and fired short bursts along the way. No matter what he said when he encountered the Japanese soldiers, he would give them a few bullets first.
The Japanese soldiers let out wailing sounds and fell to the ground one after another.
Ding Wei soon noticed Fukuda Shinzo in the carriage and immediately pulled the trigger towards him.
But unexpectedly, the old devil Fukuda Shinzo reacted very quickly. Driven by the desire to survive, he directly grabbed Noda Naoto beside him.
"Nani?" In panic, Naoto Noda exclaimed. Before he could react, he felt his body become light, as if someone had lifted him up.
Immediately afterwards, hot bullets came one after another, and all the machine gun bullets hit Noda Naoto, leaving several bloody holes.
Noda Naoto groaned and died on the spot. The Japanese never thought that one day he would end his life in this way.
Seeing this, Ding Wei raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, the Japanese in front of him reacted very quickly.
Shinzo Fukuda pushed Noda Naoto's body away and tried to step aside, but Ding Wei also pulled the trigger.
Just when Shinzo Fukuda thought he was about to burp, the bullet did not come out.
There are no bullets in the machine gun magazine.
"Hold!"
Ding Wei cursed, he was having a great time beating, why did he run out of bullets now?
Shinzo Fukuda, who was preparing to die, saw that the bullets did not eject, and he immediately understood what was going on.
The old man had a sinister smile on his face and looked at Ding Wei with fierce eyes, even though he didn't know who Ding Wei was.
But he could feel that the identity of the Eighth Route Army soldier holding a machine gun in front of him was definitely not simple!
Shinzo Fukuda pulled out his pistol and wanted to shoot Ding Wei.
But he obviously underestimated Ding Wei's methods. When the bullets were fired, Ding Wei reacted very quickly.
He immediately pulled out the magazine and hit Shinzo Fukuda hard on the head.
"boom!"
The metal magazine accurately hit Shinzo Fukuda on the forehead, and the sharp corner of the magazine left another wound on his forehead.
Blood flowed down the wound, turning his old face a little red again.
"ah!"
Shinzo Fukuda covered his wound and let out a shrill scream.
At this time, Ding Wei had also finished changing the bomb and unceremoniously pulled the trigger towards Shinzo Fukuda.
Da da da…
A ball of sparks suddenly flashed from the muzzle of the machine gun, and a dense barrage of bullets hit Shinzo Fukuda hard.
The old devil's painful wails stopped on the spot.
After dealing with these two Japs, Ding Wei continued to clean up the remaining Japs soldiers with a machine gun.
There are no messy tactics such as positional warfare in the carriage. When the two sides meet, the battle is about courage and who dares to fight.
The guerrillas dared to fight and win, and did not give any chance to the Japanese soldiers in the carriage. The Japanese soldiers fell one after another, and fewer and fewer Japanese soldiers were left alive.
Zhou Weiguo simply engaged in hand-to-hand combat and fought with the three Japanese.
He was indeed a good expert in special warfare, and he was very good at playing with daggers. Ding Wei had no intention of intervening and just watched Zhou Weiguo's performance.
"Xinei!"
A Japanese soldier seemed to have had enough of being tricked by Zhou Weiguo, so he charged forward with his bayonet drawn.
But Zhou Weiguo reacted very quickly. He stepped directly onto the seat next to him, and then he fiercely inserted the dagger into the neck of the Japanese soldier.
Then, he pulled out the dagger and brought out a ball of blood. When the other two Japanese soldiers saw this, they looked at each other and rushed forward at the same time.
Zhou Weiguo was not polite, he held the dagger tightly and threw it hard at the throat of the Japanese soldier on the left.
"Pfft!"
The dagger directly pierced the Japs soldier's throat. He froze on the spot, covering his throat with both hands, and kept vomiting blood from his mouth.
Almost at the same moment, Zhou Weiguo quickly jumped down, grabbed the rifle from the corpse next to him, quickly removed the bayonet, and threw it towards another Japanese again.
There was another sound of piercing flesh.
In a flash of lightning, the two Japs were killed almost at the same time.
"pretty!"
Ding Wei praised.
Weiguo is really good this week, but it's a pity that he is in Shandong. Otherwise, he would have to bring him to Shanxi. Wouldn't it be even more powerful to have him cooperate with him in fighting?
"Brother Ding, you are not bad either."
Zhou Weiguo heard someone talking behind him, turned around and found that it was Ding Wei, grinned and said: "I just..."
Before he finished his sentence, Ding Wei suddenly picked up his light machine gun and pulled the trigger behind Zhou Weiguo.
Da da da…
The muzzle of the machine gun sprayed out several dense rounds of bullets, and the bullets almost hit Zhou Weiguo's body.
Zhou Weiguo turned around and saw that he had killed the Japanese soldier before. He struggled to get up and wanted to shoot himself.
But now, he has been beaten into a sieve.
Zhou Weiguo exhaled a thick breath.
The vitality of this Japanese soldier is indeed tenacious. If Ding Wei had not reacted quickly, Zhou Weiguo would definitely have taken this bullet.
"Brother Ding, thank you very much. If you hadn't taken action, I might have been a corpse." Zhou Weiguo said in shock.
"Brother Zhou, you are serious!" Ding Wei said with a smile: "Stop talking nonsense, deal with the remaining enemies as soon as possible and prepare to evacuate!"
Zhou Weiguo didn't waste any time, he directly picked up his gun and killed the enemies he could see.
after all.
The key to ambush halfway is to fight quickly. No one can say whether there will be an accident later or who will come first tomorrow.
When Ding Wei and the others found Liu Jinhai, he had just kicked a Japanese soldier to the ground and stabbed him in the chest.
The Japanese soldier struggled for a moment and died immediately. Liu Jinhai seemed worried. After pulling out his bayonet, he stabbed him in the throat again.
"Captain Ding!" Liu Jinhai breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ding Wei.
Seeing Ding Wei covered in blood, Liu Jinhai asked nervously: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, don't worry, the little devil who can kill me hasn't been born yet." Ding Wei patted his chest and said with a smile.
Seeing that Ding Wei was really fine, Liu Jinhai put down the stone in his heart.
"Old Liu, it's over. All the Japs have been killed. Many boxes were found in the car, filled with antiques!" Du Hong said excitedly.