Six special forces led by Niu Er have actually been lurking in the XC area for a long time!
Except for Niu Er, who still has the Mosin-Nagant rifle that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, the other five people are armed to the teeth!
In addition to the big sword on her back, Mingxin actually wore a simple combat vest designed by Tang Dao. Three shell gun magazines and five submachine gun magazines were inserted into it. A submachine gun was slung on her back, and there were also
After inserting a shell gun, the Taoist priest who had great trust in cold weapons also chose to equip two hot weapons with the most powerful firepower at this moment.
There is also a fire support man who also carries the same MG34 as Heizi. In order to enhance the support firepower of the special forces, Tang Dao gave them the only two MG34 machine guns in the entire regiment. This makes Tang Dao corresponding to the year it was born.
The post-'Hitler Chainsaw' is even more missed.
If the entire regiment's light machine guns were replaced with MG42, at least in the mountainous areas, the Japanese troops below the regiment would be completely defeated when they encountered the Four Troops Regiment.
However, this fire support man is not as fierce as Heizi. His backpack only has 1,000 rounds of ammunition and 10 grenades at most, which is already his biggest load.
Old Uncle Han was not much better than Ming Xin. In addition to two box cannons hanging on the left and right sides of his waist, he also carried a very rare big bow on his back, and the quiver on his back was full of 12 big arrows.
This was a request he made to Tang Dao after he knew that he had been transferred to Licheng to perform a combat mission. How could he make this bow in a short time? Tang Dao ordered the people in the regiment to search for hunters within a radius of dozens of miles and replace them.
He borrowed an ancestral hunting bow, which is said to have killed a pig weighing 300 kilograms.
Uncle Han was quite satisfied with this bow. After seeing with his own eyes that he shot an arrow through a thigh-thick tree trunk a hundred meters away, Tang Dao couldn't help but sweat a little. He originally thought that this man was good at boxing and spear skills, but look
Come on, he still underestimated the martial arts masters of this period.
This archery skill is more than enough to participate in the Olympic Games!
The long range and accurate shooting is just a matter of head and feet. The key is the amazing strength. Thinking that the iron arrow weighing tens of grams will pass through the muscles of the target human body and destroy all the bones, blood vessels and nerves it touches, Tang Dao would rather suffer.
Last shot.
The other two are also the best in the special squadron, and they have no less than three firearms!
It can be said that even though there are only six people here, regardless of the heavy mortar firepower, the actual combat effectiveness is not inferior to the eight people on Heizi, Shen Laoliu, and Lu Zhongda's side, and even in short-range combat effectiveness
There are still some wins.
The main reason is that Ming Xin and Uncle Han are in charge here!
In fact, through insider reports, they found that there were more than 150 Japanese baggage soldiers and two heavy machine guns stationed inside and outside the Japanese baggage warehouse that had been transformed from the former Licheng County government office in front of them. This force far exceeded the combat effectiveness of the six of them.
Of course, the purpose of the six of them here is not to conquer this baggage warehouse. The Japanese army will never destroy their own baggage warehouse unless they have to. Not every Japanese soldier will die with his opponent.
They only had the courage to prevent the Japanese soldiers from jumping over the wall in a hurry.
Originally, green flares appeared in the sky, and after the battle at Wang's mansion began, the special forces led by Niu Er began to hunt and kill the Japanese troops around the Japanese army's baggage warehouse.
Unexpectedly, the battle did not go as they imagined.
The 683 brigade intelligence agent responsible for connecting with them in the city hurriedly informed them that the Japanese were lining up to enter the XC area where a large number of civilians gathered. What did the Japanese want to do? The intelligence agent who had dealt with the Japanese a lot did not need to watch the outcome.
Just know.
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After Sakura Nakatama used the tunnel to escape from the captured Wang family mansion, he did not immediately flee towards the baggage warehouse with the largest number of troops in the city. He keenly felt that a large number of Chinese soldiers had been mixed into the city.
A dozen or so people running wildly along the street were likely to be the targets of Chinese lurkers.
Therefore, this relatively clever veteran ordered several communications staff members to set off from two routes and notify the baggage warehouse in advance, asking them to send at least fifty people to meet him. This would be enough to ensure the safety of him, the captain of the infantry brigade.
This approach naturally minimized his personal risk. Everything had its pros and cons, but it paralyzed the Japanese command in the entire city of Li for a long period of time, and they were fighting independently.
But for Qi Liangchutama, who cherishes his life, this is undoubtedly worth it. Anyway, a dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist. What's more, he does not think that the Chinese army can capture Licheng in less than an hour. He deployed
line of defense.
This is the legendary inertia of thinking. The Japanese Army's center left who misestimated the opponent's combat effectiveness will pay a huge price for this!
In fact, several of his communications staff who were divided into two groups did not arrive at the baggage warehouse in the end. They happened to encounter 'Brainless' and 'Unhappy' along the way, and their sensitivity to shit made them act like they did when they observed the two idiots.
After being equipped with a Southern Type 14 pistol, he immediately shot him dead.
On the other side of the road, unfortunately, I met Old Uncle Han who was carrying a big bow and was preparing to hunt down the Japanese troops outside the baggage warehouse. With the help of the glimmer of artillery fire, he drew his bow and shot an arrow from a distance of thirty meters, and hit one man in the neck with one arrow.
, an arrow hit one person in the cheek, and the two lieutenant-level staff officers were like shot deer in the cold spring morning wind in northern China, struggling hard and fluttering, but in the end they could not change the fate of death.
Not a single Japanese baggage soldier dared to go out of the fortifications to check on his comrades who were seriously injured in Chichi. They screamed, they are just second-line soldiers, they have no need or the courage to worry about the hearts of the front-line men!
This also means that the waiting for the Japanese Army's center left is destined to be lonely! It will be difficult for his subordinates to get any effective command from him.
To use the exact words of an elder to commemorate Uncle Lu: Some people are alive, but in fact they are already dead!
But a Japanese army center left who is alive but doing nothing in Licheng is equivalent to dead to his subordinates. But to the Japanese soldiers in Shecheng and Lucheng, Licheng is still waiting for their rescue!
The Japanese army center left was in the hiding room. If he was not afraid of running out of batteries in the field radio, he could send a request for help ten times a minute...
That is to say, Lieutenant General Xiong Yuan, who is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, cannot see the appearance of his capable subordinate at this time, otherwise he must say: I will fuck you!
This actually means that all the current actions of the Japanese army are actually carried out according to the orders issued by this person 20 minutes ago. Regardless of whether they are in line with the current war situation or not, the supreme commander has given the order and it is just a matter of execution.
Of the three infantry squads still in the city, one infantry squad is reinforcing the brigade headquarters, another infantry squad is reinforcing the nearest city wall position, and one is driving away Chinese civilians to serve as shields for the front line!
A small team of about fifteen Japanese soldiers lit torches and mounted machine guns to stand guard in the sandbag fortifications that already existed at the street entrance, while there was a burst of shrill cries in the low-rise bungalows in the west city.
The Japanese army had already begun to drive away civilians from house to house and then rushed to the battlefield.
After receiving the news to temporarily abandon the baggage warehouse, Niu Er and Mingxin hid on a roof 200 meters away, looking at each other with anger in their eyes.
Although the two have not gotten along for a short time, they have enough tacit understanding at this time!
There are more than 100 little Japs at the baggage warehouse. Alerted by the gunshots, they have all entered the fortifications. It is impossible to make a sneak attack. But the Japs here have actually started to prey on the common people. Why don't you choose to kill them?
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Niu Er made a gesture, Ming Xin nodded slightly, put his hand into his mouth, and let out a loud whistle!
Uncle Han, who was holding a big bow at the entrance of the alley below, had his white hair trembling slightly and a stern look in his eyes. He led three special forces lurking in the darkness and jumped into the small courtyard on the side. When Niu Er and Ming Xin arrived, the six of them passed by
After a brief exchange, Niu Er and the machine gunner chose to stay and look for the commanding heights, while the other four, led by Ming Xin, quietly blended into the night and sneaked towards the block where the Japanese troops were located.
In order to reduce the damage caused to civilians by the storm, Ming Xin and Uncle Han had to hunt down the Japanese invaders in the dark, while Niu Er and the machine gunners had to deal with the fifteen Japanese soldiers in the street fortifications.
A Mosin Nagant and an MG34, known as the second most accurate team in the four-stroke group, are more powerful than the "brainless" and "unhappy" uncle-nephew combination, and are enough to defeat those who don't know they are being targeted.
The Japanese troops above were sent to hell.
Ming Xin and Uncle Han each led a special forces soldier and divided into two groups to approach the Japanese troops scattered in the neighborhood.
Their faces were as cold as ice, but they were not nervous. This kind of close range attack was a battlefield tailor-made for the two masters who could be called masters of Chinese martial arts.
There were nearly thirty Japanese troops entering the alleys of the city. In order to complete the order issued by the battalion commander as quickly as possible, the leading Japanese sergeant ordered four groups to be divided into seven groups, smashing open the doors of Chinese homes and killing all Chinese men, women, old and young.
They were driven out and escorted to the street entrance, and then rushed to the location designated by the team leader.
Originally, if there were many Chinese people, there would be no need for the Japanese army to go deep into such dark alleys where sewage flows to look for the Chinese. By smashing open dozens of houses near the street, they would be able to scrape together just one or two.
Hundreds of people.
However, before the army entered the city, nearly one-third of the Chinese people fled, and the Chinese people were really too poor. Except for the lanterns on the main street, there were no lights in the residential areas at all. Darkness is the best way to describe this moment.
, it is really not easy to find someone hiding in some dirty corners.
The Japanese soldiers with torches smashed open several dilapidated wooden doors like wolves and tigers, but could not find a single human hair. The Japanese army sergeant had no choice but to order all soldiers to light torches, and those who did not have torches used materials to smash the broken wooden doors.
The wood was rolled up with rags to serve as firewood. If they were not afraid of causing a fire and cooking themselves, the Japanese army would have liked to set fire to all the houses they saw for lighting.
Thirty small torches were lit, and the people who were alarmed and hiding had no place to hide even if they wanted to. Five or six families of men, women, old and children were driven out of their homes by the Japanese army with loud cries. Anyone who resisted was basically
They were all shot on the spot.
For a while, the Four Elements Regiment did not launch a main attack in the XC area, which was still calm. Its chaotic situation even caught up with the two southeastern cities that were already fighting in full swing.
The Japanese infantrymen, who were depressed because of the fierce artillery fire of the Chinese army, but finally found pleasure in the Chinese people, were laughing amidst the cries and howls of the Chinese people, but they did not see the pairs of people staring at them in the darkness.
Red eyes.
Five minutes passed before a mere thirty people, including an infant baby, were arrested. The Japanese sergeant was very dissatisfied and ordered the Japanese army to continue searching inside while roaring.
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The big girl's face was covered with black ash and she was hiding in the corner of the kang. Although she had a kitchen knife in her hand, she was still trembling!
She wanted to remind herself not to be afraid. She was only 16 years old, but she was already the mistress of this shabby little courtyard, but she was still extremely scared.
Because she knows very well the wolfish nature of the Japanese!
Da Ya, who lost her mother in her early years, originally had a father. Even if her father cut off the incense of the Guan family because she was a woman, beat and scolded her for a long time, drank too much and pawned all the valuable items in the family, causing the family to fall into ruin, even if
She had already started taking care of the housework when she was seven years old, and even started to control the family's money. However, as long as her father was still there, she was still a child. If anyone wanted to discuss matters with her family, they had to go to her father.
But since the Japanese entered the city more than ten days ago, she has become an orphan!
The reason was simply that the Japanese patrol met the drunken father and did not bow to say hello to them. Then, an unfounded charge of "Chinese army spy" was imposed on him, without any trial, at dusk that day.
Just be shot!
The most ordinary Chinese, an ordinary father who was full of shortcomings but could still protect his daughter from wind and rain when he was awake, failed to spend his spring in 1938.
Da Ya was a fierce person. She became her mother's last relic and buried her father in a thin coffin. She wanted to kill a Japanese infantryman with a kitchen knife to avenge her father, but she was killed by the neighbor's third aunt who had been helping her father's funeral.
I tried my best to stop him.
The reason is very simple. Regardless of whether Da Ya's revenge succeeds or not, not only will she die, but her neighbors will also be implicated. Da Ya is now alone and has nothing to worry about. They all have a family. Who knows what the Japanese will do?
Da Ya could only wait for a suitable opportunity to escape from Li City and join the Chinese army outside the city. She heard that there was a Chinese army in the mountains that was constantly fighting the Japanese army.
For this reason, she cut off her favorite braid that she had had for ten years. Her hair was shorter than that of many men. She also sharpened the kitchen knives at home to extremely sharp edges and even put them under her pillow when she slept.
Hearing the loud crying of the third aunt from the neighbor's house and the loud reprimands of the Japanese soldiers, the eldest daughter's thin body trembled violently and she clenched the kitchen knife in her hand.
Her fear was not entirely due to fear of death. Since her father died at the hands of the Japanese, she was no longer afraid of death when she was alone. It was too difficult to survive in this hateful world.
However, as a son of a man with a family feud, he left like this. How could she see her father and mother down there? Although her father didn't like her, she had attended a private school for three years, so she understood this.
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The heavy footsteps of the Japanese army were leaving the third aunt's house, and the crying third aunt's family was being driven out of the house. It might not take half a minute before the Japanese army entered the house.
The big girl bit her lips tightly and held the kitchen knife harder, and thin green veins popped out on the back of her thin and rough hand.
This was Da Ya'er's last resistance. If she really wanted to die, she would at least have to kill the Japanese. After she made up her mind, she seemed not to be so afraid anymore.
Then, there was a sudden movement from the small window made of hard oak wood at the top of the wall. Just when Da Ya suddenly stood up with the kitchen knife in his hand, a black figure came in from the window about a foot square, and the palm of his hand
He lightly propped himself up on the Tukang, rolled quickly, and landed next to Daya without any sound.
Instinctively, the body tensed up and the arm holding the kitchen knife was about to be raised.
A palm quickly and powerfully stretched out, and while holding her hand down, the other hand pressed down on her mouth.
"Shh, little brother, don't be afraid, I'm here to kill the Japanese."
Although the accent was not from Licheng, the voice was definitely Chinese and quickly calmed Da Ya's heart that was about to jump out of her chest.
At this time, any Chinese is cuter than the coming Japanese invaders.
She even ignored the misconception about gender as "little brother" because she wanted to be a man since she was a child because of her father.
Through the dim light outside the window, Mingxin's eyes flashed with certainty as she looked at the rapidly blinking eyelids of the 'young man' whose face was dark except for a pair of black and white eyes.
The boldness of the 'boy' made him very satisfied with the environment he entered that was about to become a battlefield!
As long as the owner of the house keeps quiet, this hut will become the burial place of the four Japanese invaders he tracked.
