Bright Sword: Flesh and Blood Military Industrial Base

Chapter 8: Is the hammer harder or the Japanese soldier's head harder?

"Very good, Chen Xiaoquan!"

"arrive!"

"Your platoon will split into one squad to escort the people into the mountains, while the rest will set up an ambush on a slope 3 kilometers outside the village."

Remember, your mission is harassment. Only sniping is allowed; no engaging in prolonged combat. Also, when facing pursuit by the Japanese, throw away those ragtag rifles.

"Throw it away?"

"Yes, that's exactly the kind of scene I want—a complete rout!"

"Zhao Dahu!"

"arrive!"

"All the grenades will be concentrated in your second platoon. What you guys do is stay in the village and wait for the Japanese to come. Then give them a good beating. Can you do that?"

"Mission accomplished!"

"Luo Dashan!"

"arrive!"

"You're the same, staying in the village. Today, let me see what your Big Sword Team is all about!"

"No problem, Company Commander, you keep an eye on it."

Just then, Li Dachui stepped forward, carrying his special blacksmith's sledgehammer, patted his chest, and said, "Company Commander, count me in for killing Japanese devils! With this hammer, any Japanese devil who dares to come near will be taken down in one blow!"

Yang Zheng glanced at him and nodded in agreement: "Alright, let's see today whether iron is harder or the Japanese devils' heads are harder!"

"Hahaha, Company Commander! You'd better watch out today." Li Dachui laughed heartily.

With the plan finalized, all units sprang into action. The original 17 miscellaneous rifles of the Eighth Company were all concentrated in the First Platoon, while all the hand grenades captured from the Japanese were handed over to the soldiers of the Second Platoon.

Subsequently, a squad from the first platoon, carrying five rifles, escorted the people into the mountains half an hour later.

The remaining men, almost all equipped with rifles, quickly made their way to the hillside 3 kilometers away, where 10 sentries were stationed.

The soldiers of the second platoon, along with the eight members of the Northwest Army's broadsword squad who had been summoned, armed themselves with broadswords and, under the command of Yang Zheng and Zhao Dahu, hid inside the houses of various villagers.

Everything is ready.

It was at this moment that Cao Ergou, who had gone to scout alongside Mao Dashuan, took off running back.

"Company Commander, Brother Dashuan sent me back to report that the Japanese have moved. Their force is an infantry squad with three light machine guns, but no grenade launchers. They're heading straight for us! They're expected to arrive in an hour!"

Yang Zheng wasn't surprised at all. He waved his hand, telling him to go and rest, and at the same time looked towards a direction 3 kilometers away.

Chen Xiaoquan is capable, and he is also a veteran of the Red Army. He believes that Chen Xiaoquan can carry out his arrangements well.

What he needs to do now is wait patiently for the Japanese soldiers to enter the village, and then kill them all!

Meanwhile, on a hillside 3 kilometers away, Chen Xiaoquan instructed: "Listen carefully to my orders and fire the bullets as quickly as possible! Retreat immediately after you're done."

You've all seen how Er Gouzi fled for his life, haven't you? Today, you'd better learn from them. Run faster, run more pathetically, and drop your guns if you must. Let the Japanese think we're scared, understand?

"Don't worry, platoon leader, we'll run as fast as we can, it'll be absolutely convincing!"

"Haha, you little rascal, aren't you usually the one who charges the hardest? Don't just charge straight at me!"

"Bullshit! I'm the most obedient of all, I'll do whatever the platoon leader tells me to do!"

"The platoon leader is telling you to hold your poop in your pants right now!"

"roll!!"

"Hahaha!!!"

Chen Xiaoquan did not stop them, but let them make a ruckus. After this battle, it is unknown how many comrades will never be able to chat and laugh like this again.

Just as they were all ready, they saw a person running wildly on the dirt road in the distance. Chen Xiaoquan immediately recognized him as Mao Dashuan.

His return means the Japanese are not far away.

"All personnel, prepare for battle!"

As soon as Chen Xiaoquan finished speaking, the soldiers who had just been laughing and chatting immediately became serious, loading their bullets and staring intently at the dirt road.

The fun time is over; it's time to get serious.

Under Chen Xiaoquan's orders, a soldier met up with Mao Dashuan. As he approached Chen Xiaoquan, the Japanese army's marching route became clear.

"The Japanese are about 1 kilometer away. It won't take them more than half an hour to get here!" Mao Dashuan said to Chen Xiaoquan, panting heavily.

Chen Xiaoquan nodded, told Mao Dashuan to step back and rest, then took a Type 38 rifle, leaned against a embankment, and waited quietly.

Sure enough, just over ten minutes later, Chen Xiaoquan spotted the vanguard of the Japanese troops.

They were extremely vigilant, and would send out scouts to explore areas where people could easily hide. The earthen slope where Chen Xiaoquan and his men were located happened to be within the area that the Japanese were scouting.

As the Japanese soldiers drew closer, Chen Xiaoquan carefully aimed at the light machine gunner who was ready to provide support at any moment, and then pulled the trigger.

"Snapped!"

"beat!"

"Bang! Bang!! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A variety of gunshots rang out, accompanied by a variety of bullets, which flew rapidly toward the Japanese soldiers, leaving three splashes of blood.

On the one hand, the rifling of these miscellaneous rifles was almost worn down, making them inaccurate; on the other hand, the Japanese soldiers were extremely vigilant and hid the moment they heard gunfire.

"Fire! Shoot out all the bullets! Damn it, out with the old, in with the new!" Chen Xiaoquan shouted, his hands moving rapidly as he pulled back the bolt.

The bloodstain just now was also his doing; he killed a Japanese light machine gunner.

The soldiers in the row kept moving, quickly firing their rifles at the Japanese soldiers, hoping that every shot would hit.

Meanwhile, the main force behind the Japanese troops also reacted and, under the command of their second lieutenant squad leader, began to encircle them.

Chen Xiaoquan understood that it was time for a complete rout.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!!!"

The sound was very loud, enough for the Japanese soldiers dozens of meters away to hear.

Then, a row of soldiers quickly joined in the performance, shouting exaggeratedly, "Oh my god, the Japanese are coming! Run!"

"I'm so scared! Please don't kill me!"

Various pleas for mercy were shouted out loud, and coupled with the fact that some of them were throwing their guns, it looked extremely like a rout.

The only flaw was their expressions; they showed no fear whatsoever. Each and every one of them seemed to regret not having killed the Japanese soldiers earlier and look forward to the battle to come.

However, this is nothing, since the Japanese soldiers were far away and couldn't observe their expressions.

The Japanese lieutenant, seeing the Eighth Route Army's rout, appeared somewhat smug. He drew his command sword and shouted loudly in the direction Chen Xiaoquan and his men had left, "Kill them all!!!"

"Kill them all!!"

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