"Baga! Baga! Don't turn on the high beam when driving at night. Didn't you see a car on the other side? Baga! Baga!"
Duanwu stuck his head out of the car and shouted.
"Don't shout, don't shout, that's the Japanese convoy!"
Reporter Fang quickly dragged Duanwu back and turned off the high beams because they unexpectedly encountered another Japanese army on the road.
Of course, in the dark, there was still a distance of two or three hundred meters, so he couldn't see the other party clearly.
However, at this time, anyone who can walk freely on the road with high beams must be a Japs.
Reporter Fang was a little panicked and asked Duanwu who was standing aside, "What should I do?"
"What should we do? Kill him. The other party seems to have only five cars, right? We have fifteen cars!"
Duanwu said disdainfully, and then shouted to the car behind him: "Brothers, load the bullets. You will follow my order and clean up these little devils. We have to eat the meat that is put to our mouths."
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"yes!"
Xie Jinyuan, who was in the rear car, heard this and quickly continued to convey the Dragon Boat Festival orders.
The soldiers on more than a dozen vehicles pushed all the bullets into the barrels of their guns. As long as Dragon Boat Festival gave the order, they had to punch a dozen more holes in the little devil's body.
At the same time, the little devil's car also turned off its high beams, and its marching speed also gradually slowed down.
Apparently the little devil also noticed the convoy coming from the front.
"Your Excellency Nanchuan, there is a motorcade ahead, coming from the direction of Sihang Warehouse."
In the car, a Japanese second lieutenant reported to a middle-aged officer next to him.
Major Minamichuan was an infantry brigade under the 34th Regiment of the 3rd Division. They followed the order of Matsui Iwane and rushed to the Sihang Warehouse for reinforcements.
Of course, although there is news that the 68th Regiment has been completely wiped out, and the Kitano Tank Squadron has also been wiped out. But Isao Konoe still can't believe that a reorganized regiment of the majestic army, plus a combat tank
The car squadron disappeared so easily.
Therefore, he sent the Nanchuan Brigade to Sihang Warehouse for reinforcements and to investigate the actual situation there.
But Matsui Iwane is not a fool, he will not kill people one after another.
If the 68th Regiment and the Kitano Tank Squadron are really completely destroyed, then sending a mere Nanchuan Battalion up will only be a sheep in the tiger's mouth.
Therefore, the Nanchuan Brigade was only one of the Japanese troops.
In addition to the Nanchuan Battalion, Matsui Iwane also mobilized the Inoue Regiment of the Marine Corps responsible for defending the coastline, and used a few Marine Corps artillery squadrons.
Obviously, Danwu's guess was correct. Matsui Iwane's two fists were punched out, leaving an empty force in the rear. Otherwise, the defensive force of the Marine Corps would not have been sent out.
However, there are also times when miscalculations occur during the Dragon Boat Festival.
Just when the two parties were crossing each other, he discovered, grandma, there were more than five cars. There was also a long army of Japanese soldiers behind the cars! He couldn't see the side at a glance, and he didn't know how many people there were.
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Reporter Fang looked at the deflated Dragon Boat Festival and sneered: "Are you still doing this?"
"Do it! As a group, I have tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition, and I still have..."
"Stop, I'll go down and finish them off."
Reporter Fang had nothing to say. He felt that the lunatic in front of him must be able to do it because he was crazy.
But not reporter Fang. He still wants to save his life and enjoy life.
He got out of the car, and the second lieutenant in the driver's cab of Nanchuan also jumped out of the car.
The second lieutenant asked: "Where are you from? Why are you coming from the direction of Sihang Warehouse?"
Reporter Fang replied: "We are the Yoshino Squadron of the 68th Regiment, Yamamoto Battalion. We are responsible for escorting the injured Major Yamamoto and escorting a group of prisoners of war to the prisoner of war camp."
The other party was a little surprised, but then he said with a happy face: "Yuhe, it turns out he is from the 68th Regiment. Mr. Matsui's guess is correct. How could our Imperial Japanese Army be wiped out so easily? By the way, how is the battle ahead?
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Reporter Fang pretended to sigh, and then said: "The Chinese people are cunning and cunning, and we suffered a lot. Even the communication equipment was blown up by the cunning Chinese people. So this time when we go back, we have to report to Mr. Matsui in person.
The battle situation."
"Yuhe, then I won't waste Yoshino-kun's time. However, you don't need to go to the prisoner-of-war camp. All the prisoners of war will be shot before twelve o'clock tonight. We, the Japanese Empire, are not that
Have extra food to feed them. Hahaha!"
The other party waved his hand and said very disdainfully.
Reporter Fang frowned, but didn't say much. He just asked a few questions about the situation in the prison camp and the headquarters. What's more, at this time, Duanwu showed his head out of the car and screamed.
He quickly bowed to the other party and trotted back.
Cars from both sides started to move and passed each other.
Duanwu asked: "You and the little devil have been muttering for a long time. What did you say?"
Reporter Fang said: "There is good news and there is bad news. Which one do you want to hear?"
"Listen to the bad ones first. I've been fragile since I was a child."
Duanwu covered his heart, but Reporter Fang believed him. If your heart is weak, my heart will be broken.
However, he still said: "Before twelve o'clock tonight, the Japanese will shoot all prisoners of war."
"What about the good news?" Duanwu asked.
"The good news is that you guessed it right. Apart from Matsui Iwane's guard troops, there is only one brigade left in the Japanese headquarters' defense. You can kill that old Japanese soldier Matsui and become famous in one battle."
Reporter Fang smiled at Duanwu. But at this time, Duanwu didn't find it funny at all.
Dragon Boat Festival ordered: "Go to the prisoner of war camp!"
Reporter Fang asked jokingly: "Assassinating Iwane Matsui is a great achievement. Why don't you be made a division commander when you go back?"
"Bullshit, a group of Japanese soldiers can't be so easy to kill. The Japanese soldiers who just passed by will find out in an hour that they have been deceived. In two hours, their vanguard will come back for reinforcements.
And can I annihilate a Japanese brigade, plus Old Japanese Matsui's security force, within two hours? That's a joke. Change the route and go to the prisoner-of-war camp. Those are our relatives, and we can't let them all die in this place.
In the hands of the little devil."
Duanwu explained a lot, but reporter Fang laughed. Because he knew that Duanwu was such a person. He was indifferent to fame and fortune, but valued love and righteousness.
If it weren't for those prisoners of war who were about to be shot, this lunatic might really have killed him in Matsui Iwane's lair.
Reporter Fang admires this Dragon Boat Festival from the bottom of his heart.
So he reminded: "If we want to go to the prisoner-of-war camp of the Little Japs, we must walk another five kilometers to the north, and then walk ten kilometers to the east. We are still at least fifteen kilometers away.
So we must speed up. Otherwise, once the Nanchuan Brigade arrives at the Sihang Warehouse and finds out that it has been cheated, it will react quickly. The Japanese have radio stations, and the news will soon spread to the prisoner of war camp!..."