About a small group of Japanese soldiers, following the orders of Captain Noda, walked nervously on the road.
"ah!"
All the Japanese soldiers tensed up, and a shrill scream suddenly sounded from the crowd.
The sudden screams immediately frightened the other Japanese soldiers to stop, raised their guns and looked around to observe the situation.
But they looked for a long time and didn't see anyone. However, they did not relax their vigilance and still held on to their rifles.
"The enemy, where is the enemy!" The squad leader lay on the ground and took out a shell gun.
As for why he didn't use a Nanbu pistol, the reason was simple. He didn't know how to use a gun that would make suicide difficult, so he grabbed a shell gun and used it as his sidearm.
The team leader thought that the Eighth Route Army was attacking them, like a turtle, but he waited for a long time and did not wait for the follow-up attack.
"Go and see what's going on!" the squad leader said angrily.
"Hai!"
A corps commander beside him hurriedly got up and ran in the direction of the sound.
It turned out that a soldier stepped in the air and stepped into a trap. There were wooden thorns in the trap. The guy stepped on the wooden thorns and the sole of his foot went through it.
At this moment, he was screaming desperately and wanted to pull out his leg, but he didn't have the courage, so he could only cover his thigh and scream as hard as he could.
Scarlet blood hung on the wooden thorns, and there were a few pieces of meat hanging on them. You can imagine how much pain this guy was suffering.
"Idiot, what are you still looking at? Help him pull out his foot and let the medical soldiers treat his wounds!" the team leader said harshly.
Several Japanese soldiers who looked stupid next to him finally came to their senses and pulled out his feet without caring whether he was in pain or not.
"ah!"
With a painful scream, the Japanese soldier fainted, and then he was dragged back like a dead dog.
The scream frightened the Japanese soldiers around them.
The corporal commander's face was ashen and he walked towards the direction of the squad leader.
But before he could take two steps, he heard a loud booming sound behind him. The sudden explosion made him tremble in fright.
"Nani?" The team leader was stunned and hurriedly ran in the direction of the explosion.
As a result, they saw that the two people who were dragging the wounded soldier were blown to the ground together with the wounded soldier.
There is no need for the wounded soldier to find a medic, because he has already been killed by the explosion.
Several people were lying upright on the ground, and there were some injured people around them, rolling around holding their wounds, groaning in pain.
Needless to say, they must have stepped into a trap again.
"Your Excellency, Captain, the Eighth Route Army is too cunning. They must have set traps on the road!" said the captain with lingering fear.
"If we continue to advance without any inspection, the troops will probably suffer greater casualties!"
The Japanese team leader had a sullen face.
Even without the corps commander having to say anything, the Japanese squad leader also understood that there were traps everywhere, and there might be some kind of trap hidden underneath the seemingly ordinary ground.
But if they search bit by bit, how long will they have to search, not to mention that they still don't know whether there is any Eighth Route Army ambushing in the village.
"Let the warriors pay attention to their steps, move forward carefully, and check the ground with bayonets. If you find anything wrong, mark it immediately!" the squad leader said harshly.
They don't have much equipment, let alone tanks. If they want to use shell covering bombing, who knows how much ammunition will be wasted, so they can only choose this stupid method.
In fact, even if they had tanks, it would be of no avail. The Japs' tanks were far from as strong as imagined, so how could they withstand the blast of a mine?
The little devils focused all their attention on the ground. After receiving the order from the squad leader, they all stuck out their buttocks and carefully touched the ground with their bayonets.
The endless traps kept the Japanese soldiers fresh in their memories and they didn't dare to fool around with them.
But they didn't expect that just when their attention was focused on the ground, there were already many guns aimed at them on the roofs on both sides.
"boom!"
A harsh gunshot suddenly sounded.
When the gunfire fell, the Japs squad leader hiding in the crowd swayed on the spot, blood oozing from his chest.
Then, he lay straight on the ground.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"
The remaining Japanese soldiers reacted instantly, but the incoming firepower from both sides immediately suppressed their thoughts of counterattack.
Several machine guns were exposed on the higher roofs, pouring bullets at the Japanese soldiers on the road.
Several tongues of flames immediately swept toward them, killing the Japanese on the road.
Even if the Japanese soldiers on the road wanted to fight back, they would not be able to find any place to hide in a short period of time. The road they were walking on was a thoroughfare.
For the ambush troops from a high position, they have no blind spots for shooting.
But the Japanese soldiers below were different. They could only fight back against the wall, or hide behind the corpses of their companions.
There are also many Japanese soldiers who stepped on the trap because they were running around on the road, trying to find a suitable place to counterattack, and intercepted them.
The rumbling explosions, mixed with the continuous gunshots, kept stimulating the little devil's nerves.
The soldiers lying in ambush at high places began to throw grenades into the group of Japanese soldiers again, and cooperated with machine gun fire to suppress the Japanese soldiers.
The Japanese soldiers who were suddenly ambushed were immediately stunned by the continuous firepower and did not know how to fight back.
And because there were traps everywhere on the road, they didn't know where to run, so they could only stick to the wall as much as possible, hoping to fight back and suppress the incoming firepower.
The Japanese grenade aimed hurriedly, trying to knock off the ambush's firepower, but before they could take out the shells, bullets knocked them all to the ground.
From the beginning of the battle to now, the firepower of this small group of Japanese soldiers has been suppressed, and the ferocious firepower drove them back one after another.
Especially the officers in the squad were named one after another. Although the Japs could command them step by step, there were only a group of big soldiers left. Can they be expected to make any special tactics?
Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining Japanese soldiers began to retreat one by one, trying to escape the ambush circle and call for reinforcements.
But it's easy when you come in, but not so easy when you want to leave.
Machine guns had been deployed at the front and rear intersections, waiting for the Japanese soldiers to get in. Before the Japanese soldiers could reach the intersection, they were hit back by light and heavy machine gun fire.
In fact, even if they did not go to support, Captain Noda outside also discovered that they were under attack at this moment.
The fight in the village was in full swing, and as long as Noda was not deaf, he could basically guess what was going on inside.
Realizing that something was wrong, Captain Noda immediately wanted to call for artillery support. Although there were no heavy artillery, there were still mortars in the army.
But as soon as this idea came up, he suppressed it immediately. There were still imperial troops in the village at the moment. If he launched a bombardment rashly, he might be hit by the bombing.
The frustrated Captain Noda had no choice but to send another infantry squadron up.
He completely did not believe that a small village could swallow up a squadron of imperial troops.
Noda was an officer who had just graduated from the academy. He had been taught how powerful the imperial army was, how invincible it was, and how it was rampant in northwestern Shanxi.
As for why this guy was able to become the team leader just after graduation, he actually had to kowtow to Ding Wei to thank him, and treat Ding Wei to a few good drinks.
The reason is also very simple, naturally it is Ding Wei's special hobby.
As soon as the battle begins, the Japanese officers will be the first to receive Ding Wei's attention, and this will continue in the long run.
No matter how many officers the Japanese army had, they could not withstand Ding Wei's killing spree. Therefore, the Japanese army in northwestern Shanxi basically had a shortage of officers all year round.
In most cases, an officer is trained for a few months. If there is a backing, he will be mentioned to a higher level. If there is no backing, he will be trained at the grassroots level for a few months, and then his personal performance will be reviewed.
Noda obviously belongs to the former. He has an uncle who is a major general, so he can successfully enter the ranks of junior officers after graduation.
It's a pity that if he was willing to stay with his uncle and play around with his qualifications, he might have a good result.
But he chose the combat force without any knowledge of his abilities. Soon he would pay a heavy price for his stupidity.
Under the command of Captain Noda, a squadron of Japanese soldiers was quickly added.
Upon discovering the arrival of the Japanese support troops, the ambushes in the village also stopped their attack, preparing to let the Japanese in and beat the dogs behind closed doors.
Since these Japs came here sincerely to die, they would naturally not miss this opportunity to ambush them in the village.
When the follow-up Japanese support squadron came up, they saw a scene they would never forget.
There were stumps of limbs and broken arms all over the ground, and some injured soldiers were covering their wounds, screaming at the top of their lungs, and shouting for them to come and save them.
The ambush army deliberately did not kill these wounded Japanese soldiers, but deliberately left many wounded soldiers behind, in order to stimulate the nerves of the following Japanese troops and anger them.
The supporting troop squadrons all had their eyes widened when they saw their companions screaming on the ground. There was hardly a single intact person on the ground.
Even if they can escape from the battlefield with wounded soldiers intact, these wounded soldiers who need to be treated will undoubtedly waste their medical resources.
Even if they can be saved, these guys who are missing arms and legs will become a group of cripples, and there is currently no surgery to reattach the severed limbs.
Besides, with the broken limbs all over the ground, how can we tell who belongs?
When the Japanese squadron leader saw this scene, he was so angry that he became dizzy, while the soldiers he brought looked at this scene with a bit of horror in their eyes.
"Your Excellency, squadron commander, the enemy may have retreated." A commander Cao next to him took a step forward and said.
"Looking at the injured imperial troops on the ground, the enemy has obviously made battle arrangements in advance. Since they have taken advantage, I think they will not stay here any longer."
The Japanese squadron leader looked gloomily and looked around at the surrounding houses: "Don't be careless, be careful!"
After a pause, he continued: "First, restrain the wounded soldiers, and then..."
Having said this, the Japanese squadron leader paused.
Captain Cao did not react for a while and asked: "What should we do next, your Excellency the squadron leader?"
"Idiot!" The Japanese squadron leader slapped Commander Cao hard and said in a low voice: "The imperial army has some shortage of medicines. Do you think these disabled people can still contribute to the empire?"
After being slapped inexplicably, Captain Cao looked at the squadron leader with a confused expression.
The Japanese squadron leader said harshly: "Gather them together and kill them all. They have become crippled waste. There is no need to waste the resources of the imperial army!"
"Ah?" The Japanese leader Cao was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that he would receive an order to kill his companions.
"Immediately execute the order!" the Japanese squadron said fiercely: "I believe these imperial soldiers will understand what I am doing. They are making a contribution to the empire.
We now need to move forward, sweep, and eliminate those damn Tubal Roads. If we take them with us, they will definitely slow us down.
The mission of the Imperial Army is very important and must not be wasted on meaningless things like rescuing a group of cripples!"
"Your Excellency, squadron leader, I understand!" Commander Cao understood the squadron's intention.
Even if these wounded soldiers are sent to the rear, it will be a waste of medicine after recovery. If they are not disabled, but just injured, they may need to be treated.
But sending them to the hospital will waste some of the troops, which will definitely hinder the imperial army.
"Your Excellency, Squadron Leader, you will definitely save us, right?"
At this moment, a wounded soldier suddenly crawled to his feet, hugged his military boots, and asked hopefully.
"Believe me, the Imperial Army will never give up on you. You are all the elites of the Imperial Army and people who have contributed to the Empire!" The squadron leader glanced at the soldier who was missing a calf, and suddenly showed a smile to comfort him.
road.
"?" A question mark appeared on Chief Cao's head.
Just a second ago, his squadron leader was planning to kill them, so why did he change his gender again?
"Thank you, Your Excellency, the squadron commander, thank you, your Excellency, the squadron commander!" The Japanese wounded soldier kept thanking him.
"Believe me, the Imperial Army will not let you down!" The Japanese squadron leader slowly squatted down, patted his shoulder, and then waved his hand, asking the soldiers to drag him down.
The wounded Japanese soldiers were dragged outside the village like dead dogs.
But they did not gather in the direction of the troops, and these wounded soldiers were a little confused.
Soon, these wounded soldiers were gathered together.
"Shouldn't we go find a doctor? Why are we here?"
Some wounded soldiers who had not yet lost consciousness asked stupidly.
But some experienced veterans seemed to have realized something, with a bit of horror in their eyes.
He looked at a soldier beside him and begged: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
But the soldier ignored his begging and stabbed him to death without even using bullets.
The wounded soldiers who originally thought they would receive treatment finally understood why they were dragged here. The co-author was not treating them at all, but directly executing them.
Piercing screams sounded one after another, and pleas for mercy were mixed with random screams.
However, the soldiers responsible for the execution ignored the screams of their companions and sent them away one by one with ruthless faces. Judging from their skill, they must have done this kind of thing frequently.
After a while, all the wounded soldiers were taken care of.
"Hey, these devils are really cruel." A soldier said in shock after seeing this scene in full.
"I can kill my own people. Looking at the way they grinned, I thought they were killing pigs."
A soldier next to him said disdainfully: "So they are the devils. They even kill their own people. These devils have gone crazy!"
Immediately, they all looked at the Japanese squadron that had just entered the village, like a group of excellent hunters.