The Japanese came to their senses and understood what had happened. They chased behind them and shot at them.
There was a muffled bang, and the two grenades exploded. Immediately, more than a dozen people flew up, and a thick cloud of gunpowder smoke rose from the spot, covering most of the yard.
The Japs' vision was now affected, and the thick smoke made them cough and hurriedly get out of the smoke.
At this time, they discovered that the truck had already driven far away. They immediately became anxious, started the motorcycle and truck next to them, and gave chase.
The truck, like a wild beast out of its cage, ran rampant through the gendarmerie yard and headed straight to the gate. The Japanese gendarmerie behind it who didn't understand had to get out of the way, and then stared at the car in a daze as it went away.
The sound of motorcycles rang out from behind, and sidecar motorcycles full of soldiers rushed towards them at lightning speed, plunging the initially calm crowd into chaos again.
Nangong Wentian and the others rushed out of the gendarmerie with the Japanese motorcycles behind them, turned onto the street, and headed towards the West Gate.
The West Gate was the city gate that Nangong Wentian led his men to attack last time. It was blown down by high explosives. Nangong Wentian believed that the Japanese would not be able to rebuild it in such a short period of time, and the defense there should be weaker.
The truck was running wildly. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and there was no one on the street. After the Japanese occupied Tieling County, they implemented a curfew. No one was allowed to appear on the street after nine o'clock in the evening.
Without any interference from other people, the truck went very fast and rushed all the way to the west gate. However, the Japanese motorcycle behind them was not too slow either and clamped down on them tightly.
This scene was very similar to the one Nangong Wentian and his friends took last time. The difference was that the people in the car were different.
Bang bang bang gunfire never stopped. The machine gun mounted on the Japanese motorcycle was firing wildly. The bullets hit the truck fender and left bullet holes. Fortunately, Nangong Wentian had more foresight.
He asked the Japanese to use a row of sandbags to build a layer in front of the tailgate of the carriage, which was equivalent to an extra layer of bunker.
Although the speed of the truck is slightly slower, it is also much safer.
"Grenade!"
As if he had expected such a situation to happen, Nangong Wentian asked the Japanese to put four boxes of grenades in the car, and now he showed his foresight.
Grenades flew out of the truck like raindrops, and in the blink of an eye there was an explosion on the road behind, with shrapnel flying everywhere.
Several of the Japanese motorcycles chasing at the front were blown over and fell to the side of the road. The remaining Japanese motorcycles immediately slowed down and did not dare to follow so close.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the truck suddenly accelerated, widening the distance between it and the pursuers behind it.
At this time, the truck had arrived not far from the West City Gate. The truck turned onto another street and then suddenly slowed down.
At the same time, several figures flashed out from behind the corner of the road and rushed towards the truck.
Cao Deli's heart tightened, and he raised the rifle in his hand to draw fire, but was held down by Nangong Wentian, "One of our own, don't shoot."
Upon hearing the sound, Cao Deli hurriedly released his fingers. At this time, the few people left behind also jumped on the truck, followed by the truck, which suddenly accelerated and went straight to the west city gate.
In the gendarmerie, Nangong Wentian notified the soldier on standby outside the gendarmerie and asked them to wait at the designated place.
By the time a few people got on the truck, all the people left in the city were gathered, and the truck rushed forward at top speed without the need to stop.
Getting closer and closer to the West City Gate, Nangong Wentian saw the Japanese defense at the West City Gate at a glance, and couldn't help but frown.
Although there is no city gate, the Japanese still built a temporary roadblock here. A log as thick as a bucket was placed across the city gate. There were fortification bunkers on both sides. The Japanese machine gunners watched warily inside.
Around.
Hearing the sound of the truck, the Japanese soldiers at the city gate immediately turned their heads and looked here, and a searchlight was also turned down, covering the area where the car was.
"Who is here?" The guard at the gate of the city was not the gendarmerie, but a squad from the Matsuda Regiment of the Japanese Army, so he was not interested in the gendarmerie's cars. "Stop and check."
"What should we do, Captain?" Everyone looked at Nangong Wentian, waiting for his decision.
At this time, the sound of Japanese motorcycles came from behind again, and the lights on the front of their cars could already be seen as they turned across the street. If they stopped, the pursuers behind them might arrive before the inspection was completed.
After looking at the roadblock across the city gate, and at the Japanese soldiers who seemed to be a little dazed at the city gate, Nangong Wentian gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice, "Speed up and rush over."
The soldier of the Independence Regiment driving the truck stepped on the accelerator, and the truck crashed into the Japanese defense position at the gate of the city like a crazy beast.
"shooting!"
When the Japanese saw that the truck had no intention of slowing down, but instead accelerated and rushed over, they understood immediately and immediately commanded the machine gun to start shooting.
With a crash, under the fire of the Japanese machine guns, the glass of the truck cab was shattered into fragments. Even the hat of the independent regiment soldier who was driving the truck inside was also blown off. If he had not lowered his voice in advance, his skull would probably have been damaged.
Revealed.
Breaking out in a cold sweat, the soldier from the Independence Regiment driving the truck tightened his hands on the steering wheel of the truck and stared at the city gate.
Although I don’t know how much the log weighs, the driving weight is still heavy. At this time, the truck crashed hard, which was completely gambling. If you win, one truckload of people will be saved, but if you lose, then everything that awaits people will be
The army was destroyed.
"Grenade, Japanese position ahead."
"Machine gunner, knock out the Japanese machine gun"
"Everyone fires together, no need to save bullets."
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Following Nangong Wentian's command, people fired wildly, and the bullets were dyed a dazzling orange-red color in the night, flying towards the target.
Using the crooked-handled machine gun on the truck, Nangong Wentian's special operations team knocked out two machine guns one after another, greatly reducing the pressure on the driver.
At this time, a string of bullets was fired from the Japanese motorcycle behind him. Nangong Wentian felt a pain in his arm, and then blood shot out, staining the body of the soldier next to him red.
Not only him, four or five people were injured by this string of bullets, but the injuries were not serious and would not affect the battle. Only Nangong Wentian's arm was seriously injured and he was temporarily unable to fight.
At this time, the truck was not far from the gate of Xicheng, and I was afraid that it would hit the roadblock made of logs in the next moment.