Chapter 223: Fake Eighth Route Army Meets True Eighth Route Army
"How long have you been out of Tamura?" Zhou Weihan asked.
"It's been half an hour!" Tian Defu replied.
"Chief, this group of Eighth Route Army soldiers should be the little Japanese agents we are looking for!" Dong Jiang said from the side.
"Take him with you!" Zhou Weihan said and got on his horse.
In order to prevent this group of enemies from escaping, the entire reconnaissance company rode war horses.
Dong Jiang stretched out his hand, pulled Tian Defu onto the horse, and drove the horse ahead.
The reconnaissance company was galloping on horseback. Seeing that they were approaching Tiancun, Zhou Weihan stretched out his hand to signal everyone to stop advancing.
"The sound of the war horses is too loud, let's move forward on foot!" Zhou Weihan said.
The reconnaissance company left two soldiers to watch the horses, while the rest marched quickly towards Tamura on foot.
Walking outside Tiancun, Tian Defu shouted: "Chief, this is our village!"
"How far is this from the Japanese army's Dongxiaozhuang stronghold?" Zhou Weihan asked.
Tian Defu counted the numbers on his fingers and said, "There are three villages, about twenty miles away from Dongxiaozhuang!"
After hearing this, Zhou Weihan felt relieved. At such a long distance, there was no need to worry about the sound of gunshots alerting the Japanese and puppet troops in the stronghold. He then said: "Dong Jiang, send two soldiers to the south to look for the sweet potatoes and others in the garrison!"
Zhou Weihan then took a telescope and looked at the village, but did not see anyone wearing the uniform of the Eighth Route Army.
"Chief, the little devil won't run away, right?" Dong Jiang asked.
"Well, I'll go back to the village and have a look, and I'll tell you later!" After Tian Defu finished speaking, he ran towards the village without waiting for Zhou Weihan's consent.
As they trotted all the way to the entrance of the village, Tian Defu was also a smart man. When he saw the children at the entrance of the village still gathering and playing, he asked: "Little Shuanzi, have the Eighth Route Army soldiers who gave you something to eat just gone?"
"No, he's still sitting in front of your house, Brother Defu! He was carrying water for our family just now!"
After hearing this, Tian Defu breathed a sigh of relief: "Stop playing and go home for dinner!"
Tian Defu drove the child away without any explanation, and then quietly walked toward his house. He poked his head out from a corner and saw that the little devil was still sitting on the wall, and the leader was talking and laughing with his brother.
Then he turned around and went back to report the situation to Zhou Weihan.
"There is a big millstone in front of our house, so the place is very spacious, and it is surrounded by the neighbor's courtyard walls!" Tian Defu introduced the situation around his house to Zhou Weihan and others, and drew a map in the shape of embossed characters on the ground.
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"Yang Tiansheng, you lead the people in a circle and get in from the east. Dong Jiang, you lead the people from the west. Thief Jiu, you lead the sniper team to find the commanding heights first!"
"This group of Japanese agents who are lurking in disguise are not as strong as your reconnaissance company. There are many fellow villagers in the village. Suppress them as soon as possible and don't let them escape!" Zhou Weihan ordered.
"Yes!" everyone replied.
The reconnaissance company immediately divided into two groups and entered the village under the leadership of Tian Defu.
Tian Defu was in front, Dong Jiang and others were behind. Everyone was squatting, leaning against the wall, and taking small steps forward.
"The street in front of my house is right ahead. I have to inform my brother first!" Tian Defu said in a low voice.
Dong Jiang waved his hand, and the soldiers from the sniper team climbed over the wall and entered the surrounding yards to find the commanding heights.
On the other side, Yang Tiansheng, deputy commander of the reconnaissance company who entered the village from the east, also led people into the street.
Dong Jiang looked at him and signaled him not to act rashly. He could already hear the voices of people nearby if he tilted his ears.
"Company commander, don't tell me, these little devils still speak authentic Chinese!" A soldier from the reconnaissance company joked.
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Tian Defu walked out from the corner of the street and walked towards his brother.
"Brother, I'm hungry, hurry up and cook!" Tian Defu said with a calm expression on his face.
"Just wait, I'll go right now!" Tian Desheng understood, then turned to Nonaka Kenji and said: "Captain Li, you are helping the villagers dive and chopping firewood. It's almost noon, and the villagers are all here.
I’m cooking for you at home, it’s hot when you eat it!”
"Comrade Desheng, don't bother, we have to hurry!" Kenji Nonaka said, calling the soldiers to assemble.
Tian Defu quietly pulled his brother out of the yard.
When Dong Jiang saw that the Japanese agents had gathered, he motioned to the soldiers behind him to take out grenades, pointed his finger in one direction, and whispered: "Throw it in this direction!"
In an instant, hundreds of smoking grenades flew towards Kenji Nonaka and others from the east and west sides.
"Baga, grenade!" Kenji Nonaka no longer cared about disguise and shouted loudly.
The grenades used by the reconnaissance company were all captured from No. 97, and they are much more powerful than the grenades made in the border area.
"Boom, boom, boom!" The explosion resounded throughout the village, and nails from the grenades flew everywhere.
At the same time as they remembered the explosion, some soldiers from the reconnaissance company leaned against the fence of the fellow villagers' house, while others simply rushed directly to the open space in front of Tian Defu's yard.
"Da da da!" The voices of the flower agencies kept coming. The Japanese agents who were gathering were suddenly attacked, and the people who were beaten fell on their backs.
"Quick, set up the machine gun!" Kenji Nonaka shouted.
The machine gunner who had just set up his machine gun was knocked down by a sniper ambushing on the roof.
In order to disguise themselves as realistically, the Japanese agents used a variety of weapons, but their firepower was far inferior to the fancy traps of the reconnaissance company.
"Crack, click, click!" The empty gun of the flower machine sounded. Dong Jiang quickly changed the magazine, and the battle only took a few seconds.
Seeing that all the Japanese troops were knocked down, Dong Jiang waved his hand and said, "Go and see if you can catch a few alive!"
By the time Zhou Weihan arrived, the disguised and lurking Japanese troops had been divided into two piles. One pile was the largest pile of dead bodies, while the other pile contained more than 20 injured people who were wailing.
The fellows in the village only heard the brief sound of gunfire and had no idea what was going on?
"Report, all the Japanese troops who entered the village are here, and no one has escaped!" Dong Jianghui reported.
"Company commander, here is a little Japs pretending to be dead!" shouted a soldier from the reconnaissance company.
As soon as the battle began, Yuan Xueming ran towards the wall behind him, and the gathering Japanese troops suddenly became his shield.
He was lucky enough to survive the reconnaissance company's attack without being injured.
Then Yuan Xueming was brought over, and Tian Desheng stepped forward and only acknowledged: "He is one of the leaders of this group of little devils, and he said he is an instructor!"
"Tell me about it!" Zhou Weihan said coldly.
"Comrade, I'm not a kid, I'm Chinese!" Yuan Xueming's expression collapsed at this moment, and he said with a pale face.
"Oh, they look pretty similar!"
"I really am not. Look, these were all done by little devils!" Seeing Zhou Weihan's disbelief, Yuan Xueming gritted his teeth and took off his shirt, revealing scars all over his body.
When Zhou Weihan saw Yuan Xueming's injuries, he could no longer hold back his anger, and his face turned livid: "You might as well be a fucking brat! You should know how our Eighth Route Army treats traitors!"
Yuan Xueming's face turned pale and he murmured to himself: "I don't want to betray my comrades either. I live in regret every day. I can dream about them coming to claim my life!"
"Humph, they are not here to ask for your life. These comrades who sacrificed their lives just want to see how those who betrayed their comrades can live with peace of mind!" Zhou Weihan said sharply.
After Yuan Xueming heard this, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning and remained silent.
"I admire you for joining the revolution, but I am ashamed of you for betraying your comrades!"
