The second lieutenant of the Japanese seemed not in a good mood, and he liked to control everything.

I originally wanted to see the legendary beacon message, but there was no movement in the town until now!

According to the plan, he waited for three smoke columns to emerge from the town outside and then pressed heavily.

The Eighth Route Guerrillas did not seem to be robbing the execution ground at Baliying as Captain Wu expected!

Because, according to Chinese tradition, the time for execution is three o'clock in the afternoon, and now time has passed. It is estimated that the Imperial Army soldiers on the other side of the execution ground have cut off the heads of the Eighth Route Army!

But the battle started near the village where he chose to hide.

Until now, he didn't believe that the company commander of the Imperial Army went out for a casual walk, and when he came back, he said he found the main force of the Eighth Route Guerrillas. Isn't this a bullshit?

However, the two platoons of the Imperial Army disappeared, which made him realize that things might not be as simple as he imagined.

But, what does it matter?

Maybe he encountered a small-scale Eighth Route Guerrilla team. At this time, he went to the activities to let the guerrilla team and the Imperial Army see the military power of the Imperial Army, and make the anti-Japanese elements tremble, which seems to be good.

According to the company commander of the Imperial Army, the village in the north is so big, how many people can he hide?

Fighting guerrillas on the plains? Dreaming?

It is only suitable for positional warfare on the plains!

In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are a scumbag...

The second lieutenant who was familiar with Sun Tzu's Art of War was not a arrogant man. He also understood that sometimes he had to use a ox knife to kill a chicken.

Besides, he doesn't like chasing because he prefers to appreciate the inscriptions on the copper incense burner that has been installed in the cargo compartment.

If the guerrillas ran around the plain like ducks, would they let their imperial elites chase the rabbits like hunting dogs?

Don't be dirty and new military boots are given away!

This should be what those Imperial Army soldiers who defected to the Imperial Army should do.

So, he immediately sent his subordinates to ride a tricycle to the west and notified Captain Wu to come and encircle him!

Let them chase and kill, watch the fun and sing a song on the side, make a fire and have a unique battlefield barbecue. How exciting?

After finishing, I took my elites to the nearby temples to build a few incense burners... Isn't it beautiful?

The second lieutenant withdrew his thoughts and looked at the empty wilderness to carefully judge the current situation.

Just a little bit of big place, the map was printed in his pig's brain.

The guerrillas on the plains have been exposed. According to the habit of those guerrillas running away with a shot, they may be able to pass by at this time!

There is no road leading directly to the village to the north, so the convoy must enter half a circle to the west.

Lift up the telescope again and observe the village far north.

In the constantly shaking camera, the dilapidated village becomes clearer and clearer.

Obviously, the car cab is not suitable for viewing with a telescope, because the shaking is too great.

The second lieutenant put down his glasses and rushed directly outside the cab to sing birds.

The translator outside the car door quickly turned his head and looked at the fake company commander hanging next to the car door: "Taijun asked, honestly, how many people are there in the village? If you lie, Taijun said that they cut off your head with their own hands!

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The pseudo-company commander quickly freed up his hand and gestured a finger in the cab, but his mouth shouted in the wind to the translator who was huddling with him: "It's a company, only a lot more!"

The pseudo-company commander's judgment is well-founded. Before he was attacked, there were sporadic battles in the village, indicating that his subordinates were still fighting.

Seeing that the village was getting closer, the Japanese lieutenant suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Maybe the village was too dilapidated...

He will go for nothing!

The convoy stopped three hundred meters away from the west of the village.

The Japanese infantry began to jump out of the carriage and scattered directly into the wilderness.

The heavy firepower team unloaded the two mortars on the car and went to the wilderness to start assembly directly. The ammunition hand carried the mortar shell box.

The heavy machine gun team carried the machine gun and slowly took apart the oil cloth covered by the machine gun.

Several other Japanese men held engineer shovels and carried sacks from the car, and cooperated with each other to put soil into the sacks. It seemed that they planned to temporarily build a small heavy machine gun array.

With a few whistles, amid the constant shouts of orders of the sergeants, the battlefield guard posts were in groups, jogging around the village and spreading toward the wings.

The Japanese lieutenant was sitting in the driving force, holding up a telescope to carefully observe the situation in the village.

In the occupied areas, spring and autumn sweeps are carried out every year. So far, he has never encountered a guerrilla team that dares to fight with the Imperial Army on the plains! Gu Jue

It’s not that he has never experienced fighting with the guerrillas. When he was sweeping, he often encountered guerrillas using the geographical advantage or setting up ambushing in the dark.

As for the guerrillas fighting head-on with the Imperial Army, I have never encountered it before in the occupied areas!

This is not his fault, because in newspapers and propaganda, except for the Eighth Route Army using the benefits of terrain in the mountains and organized a large-scale war, it seems that there is no big news that guerrillas dare to fight a positional war with the Imperial Army face to face!

However, that time, the Imperial Army was ambushed by the Eighth Route Regular Army while mobilizing the enemy.

Well, I may remember it wrong. It seems that some guerrillas have fought head-on with the Imperial Army, but the grass on the graves of those guerrillas has grown three feet long!

And now, this is a perfect model security area!

A model public security area that has been swept away by the Imperial Army that has been strengthened by public security!

In the telescope, a vague village in the distance was vaguely visible, and the lieutenant's heart was ups and downs.

In and outside the village...

No one saw a figure, it is very likely... the guerrillas had already escaped when they saw the Imperial Army convoy coming.

On the plain, want to run?

There is no door!

Put down the telescope and waved to the team not far away for a long time... the company commander of the Imperial Army, who was breathing, who waved to the gasp.

Then he talked to the translator who had been hanging outside the cab of the car: "Ask him, was attacked by guerrillas in the south of the village? Why didn't he see any signs?"

The pseudo-company commander quickly jogged to the cab of the car and pointed at the south of the village: "We were just about to enter the village from the south, and the guerrillas were hiding in that ditch..."

Then, holding up the telescope and looking from his direction, the ditch... was clear at a glance.

Even the ghost shadow could not be seen, and there was no way to see if there had been any battles.

However, the warning sentry that was scattering south was lying on his waist and running quickly at a distance of more than 100 meters south of the ditch.

The second lieutenant waved his hand to the pseudo company commander, then poked his head out, and sang birds to the car behind: "Let the guard post approach the village and see what the ditch is like!"

Soon, a Japanese man stepped onto the top of the driving car, held up the flag and began to wave...

After a while, the flag soldiers confirmed that there was indeed a battle in the south of the village.

However, except for the half-dry blood, there was no body found, and even... there was no shell on the ground.

Perhaps it was because of the Imperial Army soldiers who had been running seven or eight miles with the car and were so tired that they could not stand up. The Japanese lieutenant did not let these Imperial Army soldiers be cannon fodder.

He directly arranged for the Japanese in his subordinate team to act as the vanguard and go directly to the village!

The Japanese were naturally one level higher than the puppet army.

The sergeant led the team, and after grouping quickly, they opened the distance scatteredly. The three Japanese walked in triangles at the front, and the leading man was carrying a plaster flag on his bayonet and floating left and right in the spring breeze.

More than a dozen Japanese followed behind... they were too lazy to even do the movements of cat waists.

Such a village has been swept countless times. Not to mention anything else, even if he stands there and lets him shoot the guerrillas shoot the target, he will not be able to hit it!

As if nothing had happened, he held the 38th cover with a bayonet, and was more than twenty meters behind the three people in front of him, and walked straight into the village with his winged legs.

Scattered into a strait line?

By the way...Adults have to start playing boxing with a three-year-old child?

There are bicycle tire marks on the ground, which should be left by those who were unlucky riding bicycles first.

The Japanese with obsessive-compulsive disorder kept adjusting their steps, subconsciously letting their footprints avoid overlapping with those wheel prints. The slender tire marks that extended along the road to the outside of the village were quite beautiful.

As the team was about to approach the edge of the village, the sergeant finally waved his hand and let the Japanese under his command disperse.

Arrogance is completely different from pride. He has rich experience in participating in many sweeps!

Lift Cao Changjing, who was hanging on his chest.

Maybe... it's because there weren't many people in the village.

So... after many sweeps, there was no sign of burning in the village.

The dead trees outside the village, gray brick and wooden walls, yellow rammed earth walls, dilapidated fence walls and thatched roofs outside the courtyard, seem to be without a trace of anger...

The thatch on the roof... cannot be dried anymore, so you can definitely catch it with a little!

It is no different from the village I saw during the previous sweeps.
Chapter completed!