"Xiaowu-kun, this food collection mission should go smoothly. It should not delay you from visiting your wife in the hospital. I think if Michiko knew that you cared about him so much, she would love you even more." Riding on the horse.
On his back, Matsuda would never give up an opportunity to cancel Kotakeichiro. How could the friendship between the two of more than ten years be destroyed by a few jokes, not to mention that Matsuda was also the introducer of Kotakeichiro and Michiko.
Faced with Matsuda's cancellation, Ichiro Kobu, who was obviously a little distracted, forced out a smile and replied, "It's nothing else. This is Michiko's first child. The doctor said that the fetal position is not correct, and the birth may be painful. Let's do it now.
There were guerrillas in the Jiujiapeng where we are going. If I were not worried about you, I would have asked for leave to go to the hospital to stay with Michiko."
"Xiao Wujun, we are the invincible Kwantung Army. Am I afraid of a Tubal guerrilla group? Why don't you just ride back now? I can also lead the team to complete the task of collecting food. How about you?"
It's not that I don't know that those Chinese people are scared to death of us. As long as our warriors of the Japanese Empire show their bayonets, the Chinese people will obediently hand over the food." Matsuda was obviously ungrateful and twisted left on his horse.
He refuted Kobuichiro's words in a right-handed manner. On the surface, he was saying that Kobuichiro was cautious, but in fact, he was making fun of Kobuichiro for being timid and afraid of death.
"You, there is really nothing I can do about you." In response to his friend's sarcasm, Kobuichiro could only respond with a wry smile. Kobuichiro, who has been in the army for 13 years, was born in a civilian family. He lost his mother when he was young and did not have much.
Regarding the experience of dealing with women, Michiko is the closest person to Kobuichiro in the world. For the sake of the child who is about to be born, Kobuichiro has to be cautious. He does not want his child to be without a father as soon as he is born.
Going out to collect food should be something that most of the Kwantung Army have experienced. Although Japan has controlled the Northeast for many years, there are still many Chinese people who are secretly resisting. Since the 1940s, there have been reports of encounters with the Kwantung Army stationed in various parts of the Northeast.
When it comes to Chinese guerrilla attacks, even the Soviet troops across the border will come over from time to time to fight a few times to relieve their boredom. The Kwantung Army's current situation in the Northeast is not as good as it was in previous years.
"Okay, don't be so gloomy. We are going to Jiujiapeng just ahead. I know there is a Chinese woman in Jiujiapeng who is very beautiful, so I will leave it to you. Don't say I am not mean enough."
"Matsuda, who was riding on horseback, bumped Kotakeichiro with his shoulder, and then looked at his friend with a cryptic expression that all men know. Kotakeichiro, who was hinted by Matsuda, had to respond with his eyes,
Otherwise, Matsuda, who has such a loud voice, would definitely continue this topic, and it would be too detrimental to his face to let his soldiers listen.
"Nani? What is that?" Kobu Ichiro excused himself to check the road conditions ahead and rode away. Matsuda, who was extremely bored, had to ask one of his corps commanders to chat. When Matsuda was in the middle of chatting, he turned around and suddenly found that the front was empty.
A bright light suddenly appeared on the slope, as if someone was standing there holding a mirror to reflect the sunlight. Matsuda, who was suspicious, just opened his mouth to ask, when he heard a crisp sound of "dang" coming from his ear, and then there was a sound.
Something hot splashed on his neck and shoulders.
"Enemy attack!" Matsuda, who turned his head and looked over, subconsciously yelled "enemy attack", and then fell down from his horse like his corps commander who was shot through the helmet by a bullet. Enemy attack? No one heard the gunfire, just
I heard squad leader Matsuda shouting so loudly that he then turned over and fell from his horse. Even the Japanese soldiers following Matsuda's horse did not realize that Matsuda and the fallen corps leader had been shot and fell to the ground.
The tinkling sounds like iron were heard one after another, and as soldiers on horseback in the squad turned over and fell off their horses one after another, the remaining soldiers in the squad realized that they had really been attacked. More and more people were shot.
, the first to be hit were commanders Matsuda and Kotakeichiro, followed closely by machine gunners and grenadiers, and then several sergeants and commanders. The one who was hit the most was the mortarman walking in the middle of the team.
And the ammunition man. The bullets fired silently turned the mortar man's and ammunition man's helmets into colanders.
"Why is this happening?" The last one who survived, the only one among all the corps commanders, hid behind a bunker built with the corpses of his companions and kept screaming. Although he escaped the bullet fired at his head, there was still no bullet that strayed from the target.
The bullet hit his left shoulder, leaving a bloody hole. "Nani? Is this an Arisaka rifle bullet from our empire?" The bullet head, which was still stained with blood, was found from the ground by the corpsman.
It is easy to identify the caliber and type of bullets. They are the Arisaka rifle bullets issued by the Japanese 38 rifles. Could it be said that the attackers used weapons produced by the empire?
Still no sound of gunfire could be heard, and no shadow of the attackers could be seen, but their machine guns, grenade launchers, and mortars were suppressed by the opponent. They could not find a chance to fight back. They dared to get close to that
The soldiers armed with light machine guns were all turned into corpses. Without the cover of machine guns and grenade launchers, the remaining soldiers who were still alive could only hide behind the corpses of their companions or behind dead horses, without even daring to show their heads to spy on the attackers.
Location.
I have to say that the location of the attackers was chosen very well. Jiujiapeng is more than 5 kilometers away from the location where a large number of Kwantung Army troops are stationed. If no Kwantung Army troops appeared in the ambush, it would be dark and dark, and the garrison would also hear the news.
There was no sound of gunfire, not to mention that the attackers had not even heard a single gunshot. "Throw the grenade, throw the grenade, and let our horses go back to report the news, otherwise none of us will survive." The surviving corps commander said.
After enduring the pain and pondering for a long time, he finally found a method that convinced himself.
There was originally a cavalry regiment of the Kwantung Army near where Matsuda's squad was stationed. Matsuda and the captain of the baggage division of the cavalry regiment were from the same hometown. I don't know what means he used, but Matsuda actually got a few horses from the cavalry regiment that were about to be retired.
Military horses. All the non-commissioned officers in the team, including squad leader Matsuda, each had a horse. The bodies after being shot were scattered on the trail, but the military horses that had been raised by them refused to leave. The corps leader ordered to use
The purpose of using grenades to frighten the horses is to hope that these military horses can run back to the station on their own. As long as someone sees these military horses going back on their own, they will definitely know that something has happened to Matsuda's team.
"Boom" and "Boom" the grenades thrown in the open space exploded one after another, and the frightened horses began to run away in all directions. Some of them ran back to their station along the original road. "Everyone waited patiently.
Defend well and don't leave the opponent a chance to attack. We will surely wait for reinforcements and everyone will survive." The injured corps leader tore up his uniform and bandaged his wounds while doing his best to encourage those who were still alive.
Soldiers, don't lose confidence.
The explosions in their hands seemed to be too sudden, and the attackers seemed to have stopped attacking, but no one of the remaining Kwantung Army soldiers who was still alive dared to poke their heads out to check out the situation. "Miyamoto, no, stop quickly."
Ten minutes passed and there was no movement from the attackers. Finally, one of the remaining soldiers who couldn't bear his temper appeared. A soldier named Miyamoto suddenly rushed towards the light machine gun left in a puddle of blood.
Regardless of the shouts of his companions, Miyamoto's eyes were fixed on the light machine gun, because as long as they got this light machine gun, the chance of survival of the remaining people would be greatly increased.
Just as other Kwantung Army soldiers thought, the attacker hiding in the dark did not leave at all. Miyamoto's hand barely touched the light machine gun, and his whole body felt as if he had been hit by a heavy object.
He fell to the side of the machine gun. Although the other people did not hear the gunfire, they all saw the bloody arrows shooting out of Miyamoto. The wound should be on Miyamoto's neck, otherwise the bloody arrows shooting out
It won't be that strong.
Time passed by slowly, and the soldiers of Matsuda's team who were still alive did not dare to move rashly. They could only hide behind their respective covers as usual, using evasive eyes and movements to observe places where the attackers might be hiding. Those who survived
The corps commander tried to conduct fire reconnaissance with the 38 rifle at his feet, but it seemed that the attacker he faced was too powerful. The bullets fired by the opponent not only broke the rifle, but also damaged his left ear.
Only half of it is left.
"Looks like he's going to die here." The army horses that were frightened by the grenades disappeared for more than an hour and a half. According to the speed of the horses, reinforcements should have arrived long ago, but now they are still forced to hide behind the corpses. The premonition is not good.
The corps commander began to work hard to tidy up his military appearance. He didn't want to be left in a mess and look inhumane when he was about to die. As if to prove that the corps commander's idea was correct, bullets suddenly shot from behind them, killing the surviving team.
The soldiers shot most of them, and the corps commander, who was shot again, fell to the ground. He had been holding on and had only the strength to breathe.
"Is this the so-called Kwantung Army? I think they are no different from the Japanese soldiers we met in Burma. They are bullies and afraid of the strong. When they meet our snipers, I don't think they have to hide and wait for death.
"It's ridiculous that these Japanese soldiers are still waiting for their horses to return to report the news. Sir, I have already sent people to seal the road at both ends. Those soldiers and horses can only belong to us." Following an arrogant voice and a burst of footsteps,
Several men carrying strange rifles suddenly appeared in the team leader's sight.
After using his last strength and still breathing, the corps commander tremblingly took off a grenade from his waist and pulled the safety catch. Just when he was about to knock his hand on the half of the rifle next to him, he suddenly
A cowhide military boot stepped his hand and the grenade deeply into the soil. "Hey, there is still an angry guy. Luo Mazi, how do the people in your group work? There is still a living.
Well, if I hadn't been sharp-eyed, my brothers would have been on a local plane in no time." A sharply sharpened dagger ended the captain's struggle, and his last consciousness was the feeling that came from his heart.