Chapter 131 Lets see if labor and capital cant kill you!
One of the shells hit the truck directly, and the Japanese who had no time to jump out of the truck were blown to pieces.
After the four rounds of shells, the four trucks burst into flames, and the Japanese were killed and injured.
Only a small number of the Japs managed to survive and escape from the stronghold. Most of the Japs were killed and injured by the sudden artillery fire.
Imai Toshio watched this scene in the artillery building and was a little stunned. There were so many mortars on the Eighth Route Army?
"Taijun, the Eighth Route Army is so despicable. They actually opened fire before the imperial army got off the bus!"
The puppet soldiers in the artillery tower seemed to be even more angry than Toshio Imai. They were all jealous and cursed the Eighth Route Army for not respecting martial ethics.
Among them, Zeng Yongqiang, a puppet soldier, was even more tearful. When he saw a large number of Japanese soldiers being blown up to death, the macho man burst into tears and seemed extremely distressed.
Even the main enemy did not cry, but the puppet soldiers cried first...
From the gun tower's firing hole, Imai Toshio saw at least two dozen Japanese soldiers lying on the ground groaning in pain. Most of them were blown away with arms and legs missing. It was extremely tragic.
Imai Toshio had seen more tragic battles than this, so he didn't have much expression on his face, but looking at his injured compatriots, he couldn't stand idly by.
He turned to look at the puppet company commander Zeng Yongqiang: "Zeng Sang, take your people down immediately to rescue the wounded from the imperial army."
"Ah?" Zeng Yongqiang was dumbfounded, and his crying expression instantly froze.
He just wanted to cry to show his loyalty, but he never thought of rushing out of the blockhouse to be bombarded by the Eighth Route Army.
"What, you don't want to?" Imai Toshio's face darkened and he put his right hand on the holster of his gun.
"Yes, yes!"
"It's an honor for Taijun to entrust me with such an important task!"
"I will lead people to rescue the wounded soldiers of the imperial army right away!"
Zeng Yongqiang complained endlessly, but if he showed no reluctance at the moment, Imai Toshio would definitely give him a bullet.
At that moment, Zeng Yongqiang called all his men, came out of the gun towers and bunkers, and walked towards the open space in front of the stronghold below.
On the heavy machine gun position built up with sandbags, the Japanese machine gunner pointed the muzzle of the gun at the back of the puppet soldier, loaded the bullet into the gun chamber, and already pressed the weight with his hand.
Zeng Yongqiang and his puppet army subordinates felt like a light was on their backs, but they did not dare to look back at all. They knew that not only the machine gun positions, but also the machine guns in the artillery towers and bunkers were definitely aimed at their backs at this time. If there was any abnormal movement, the Japanese would
I will definitely open fire without hesitation.
"Company Commander, the Japanese are never merciless in killing Chinese people. Otherwise, we should run over and surrender to the Eighth Route Army."
"If the Eighth Route Army doesn't kill the prisoners, surrendering to the Eighth Route Army will still have a chance of survival."
"The Lijiagou stronghold and the gun towers on the highway were all lost by the Eighth Route Army. It seems that the Eighth Route Army is bound to win the stronghold today."
"Staying here will only lead to death."
The puppet platoon leader whispered to Zeng Yongqiang.
"Shut up!" Zeng Yongqiang shouted in a low voice, "If Taijun hears this, we all have to finish playing."
"Then what should we do now?" One row of long legs shook like chaff, his face turned pale with fright, and big beads of sweat fell from his face.
Zeng Yongqiang whispered: "If you want to live, just listen to me. When we get down, we two will rush to the nearest Taijun who is lying on the ground. No matter whether he is alive or dead, we will carry him and run up the mountain."
"Company Commander, I listen to you!" the platoon commander said with a straight face.
Immediately, Zeng Yongqiang glanced behind him and shouted loudly: "Rescue a wounded member of the imperial army and get a reward of 30 yuan. Brothers, come with me!"
After saying that, he took the lead and rushed downwards. Encouraged by the ocean, the puppet troops behind him followed suit.
It is said to be a company, but in fact it only has about 90 people at full strength. In the past, they were all hooligans who surrendered to the Japanese to earn a living. They were experts in bullying the common people, but they were no longer capable of fighting a real war.
More than 90 people ran down the mountain quickly, showing great momentum.
The puppet soldiers quickly rushed out of the gate of the stronghold. Zeng Yongqiang and a platoon leader rushed towards a Japanese corpse without even looking at the Japanese on the ground. They picked up the Japanese and walked back.
Seeing this, the other puppet troops followed suit and carried the corpse of the nearest Japanese soldier back.
Wang Chengzhu had been observing the movements of the puppet troops. When he saw the puppet troops coming down to rescue the wounded Japanese soldiers, he ordered the artillery fire without any hesitation.
On the anti-slope artillery position, more than a dozen artillery shells soared into the sky, making a harsh whistling sound, falling around the puppet troops from far to near, and then exploded. Fireballs and smoke erupted from the impact point, and large swaths of mud mist were raised.
The puppet army was instantly enveloped by intensive artillery fire. A puppet soldier lying on the ground was hit in the back by a cannonball. After a loud bang, the puppet army directly turned into a pink mist. When the smoke dissipated
, this puppet army only has two legs left.
Some puppet soldiers put down the corpses of Japanese soldiers and ran away, while others insisted on carrying corpses and wounded people to their strongholds.
After two rounds of furious bombardment at the open space in front of the stronghold, Wang Chengzhu directed the artillerymen to fire Xu Jin's barrage.
The mortar shells on the Eighth Route Army seemed to have eyes. Wherever the puppet soldiers ran, the shells followed them, reaping the lives of the puppet soldiers.
"Dare to save the wounded soldiers of the Japs? Let's see if labor and capital can't blow you to death." Wang Chengzhu's tone was cold as he looked at the bloody puppet soldiers.
Boom boom…
Flames and smoke bloomed from the muzzle, and more than a dozen shells roared into the distance.
The gunner made fine adjustments to shoot at Zhu Yuan, then took the shell from the ammunition hand behind him and stuffed it directly into the barrel of the gun with smooth movements.
"Stop the bombardment!"
Seeing through the telescope only a small number of puppet troops escaping into the artillery tower, Wang Chengzhu loudly ordered to stop firing. Any further firing would be a waste of shells.
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"Is the Eighth Route Army willing to bear so many cannonballs?"
"The artillerymen of the Eighth Route Army are so powerful?"
In the gun building, Toshio Imai felt a deep sense of disbelief in his eyes. What kind of Eighth Route Army was this?
The artillery positions of the Eighth Route Army were located on the reverse slope. Imai Toshio could not see how many guns there were on the Eighth Route Army, but judging from the explosion of artillery shells, the Eighth Route Army was equipped with at least a dozen mortars, which could not be defeated by just two shellings.
200 rounds of artillery shells.
Is this still the poor Tuba Road?
His original intention was to gamble that the Eighth Route Army would not waste artillery shells on these puppet army wastes.
At this moment, Toshio Imai realized that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.
Zeng Sang had already been killed in the artillery fire just now. Not only did he fail to rescue a single wounded Japanese soldier, but he also got in with dozens of Imperial Army soldiers...
"Baga!" Toshio Imai cursed bitterly.
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Honda Takeo heard the roaring sound of artillery in the direction of Shixia stronghold from a distance, and immediately led the Japanese and puppet troops to run over.
However, when he saw through the telescope the trucks emitting fire and smoke on the flat ground in front of the stronghold, as well as the corpses everywhere, his face suddenly became a little ugly.
Looking at this situation, the vanguard force was bombarded, all vehicles were destroyed, and the vanguard force was also heavily damaged.
"Stop advancing!" Takeo Honda waved his hand violently, and the puppet troops stopped advancing for more than 700 days.
If you walk from the main entrance of the stronghold, you will definitely be shelled.
Honda Takeo looked around and saw a path leading to the stone box stronghold, and said: "Take the path!"
At that moment Takeo Honda led the Japanese and puppet troops from the alley towards the Shibox stronghold.