Due to the lack of warm cotton clothes, the soldiers of the company slept with their clothes on. Under Chen Weidong's order, all 132 soldiers of the company got up, took out their weapons and rushed out of the barracks, waiting for further orders.
Liao Wenhua, who had just been promoted to deputy company commander, hurriedly tidied up his clothes and asked loudly,"Captain, where did the explosion come from? Did the Japanese sneak into the village?"
At this time, Chen Weidong's eyes were slightly red. He was familiar with the explosion that came from a mile away from the east of the village. It was a grenade produced by the base's arsenal, commonly known as the border area.
In the vicinity of Zhao Village, besides the ammunition room of the company, only Zhao Deshun, the old man, had such a grenade, which was given to him by Weidong Chen two days ago.
An ominous feeling welled up in Chen Weidong's heart.
"Old Liao, you take three platoons of the company and attack from the west side of the village. I'll take the guard platoon and chase along the place where the explosion came from. If you see the enemy, beat them up fiercely. No matter what, we can't let the enemy enter the village to harm the people!”
As he spoke, Chen Weidong took a light machine gun from a soldier beside him and shouted,""Lin Xiong, bring the security platoon and charge with me!”
Soon, the soldiers of the company split into two groups and disappeared from the village entrance with the help of the light before dawn.
On the other side, the old hero, Zhao Deshun, died on the spot after pulling the grenade. His blood splattered at the village entrance. However, the explosive power of the grenade made in the border area was limited. It did not hurt Yamamoto Ichiki, who had quickly rolled to the side. It only blew up the interpreter who could not dodge in time. One of his eyeballs was blown out and hung outside.
"Baka Yalu, cunning old man!”
Yamamoto Ichiki crawled up from the ground with a face covered in dust. He held the machine gun hanging in front of his chest and aimed it at Zhao Deshun's body. The sound of bullets pierced through the quiet sky above the village entrance. The old hero's body was riddled with holes, like a hornet's nest.
After venting his anger, Yamamoto Ichiki waved his hand and ordered,""Everyone, retreat immediately!"
The Yamamoto Secret Service Squad was a special force that focused on sneak attacks and beheading. Once the operation was exposed in advance, they would not linger and decisively gave the order to retreat.
On the other side, the platoon of guards led by Chen Weidong had already rushed out 200 meters. They were still 300 meters away from the scene of the incident. After Yamamoto Ichiki's gunshot, Chen Weidong and Lin Xiong also opened fire with their light machine guns.
Da da da, da, da!
Bang, bang, bang!
Gunshots from machine guns and cannons rang out continuously. The bullets that came out of the barrels drew beautiful arcs in the air, hitting the weeds and soil in the wasteland.
At a distance of more than 300 meters, and in a situation where the shooting line of sight was extremely poor, the light and heavy firepower of the guard platoon completely lost their aim. It was purely a random shot based on luck.
At this time, half of the soldiers of Yamamoto Special Agent Team had already descended to the bottom of the cliff that was more than 30 meters high. Facing the 8th Route Army that took the initiative to attack, Yamamoto Ichiki left a combat team to cover the rear, and the rest continued to descend to the bottom of the hill in an orderly manner.
Da da da, da!
The three Japanese agents responsible for covering the rear also began to rely on the terrain to block and counterattack. The American M3 submachine guns hanging on their chests spat out tongues of fire.
It had to be said that the soldiers of the Yamamoto Special Agent Team were indeed well-trained and accurate elites. Even in the dim shooting conditions, they still maintained excellent battlefield performance. Three people aimed at a charging eight at the same time. The soldiers of the road army each fired a short shot and immediately aimed their muzzles at the next assault team member.
Pu, pu, pu!
The sound of bullets piercing through flesh rang out. The three guards at the front were shot between their eyebrows. They fell to the ground without even a grunt, sacrificing their precious lives to drive away the invaders.
"Get down and spread out!"
Chen Weidong shouted anxiously,"The Japanese's firepower is very fierce. Machine Gunners, return fire on the spot. Three people in a group, aim at the Japanese's firing point and hit them hard!”
Da da, peng!
The soldiers resolutely carried out Chen Weidong's order. A light machine gun and three rifles fired at a Japanese at the same time. Immediately, the Japanese from the special forces team were interrupted and did not dare to show their heads.
"Good job, continue to beat him up like this!”
Chen Weidong turned his head and shouted,"Giant Bear, follow me and move left and right in a serpentine maneuver. We can't let these Japanese get away!"”
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Weidong handed the light machine gun in his hand to the soldier beside him. He jumped out of cover like a nimble cheetah and quickly ran toward the Japanese special forces.
On the other side, Lin Xiong was not willing to be left behind. Although he was tall, he was as agile as Chen Weidong. When he ran, he was like a bear standing up. Every step he took made the ground tremble.
The Yamamoto Special Agent Team had already descended the mountain and disappeared into the night. The three Japanese soldiers who stayed behind exchanged a look. One of them pulled out a grenade, knocked it on his helmet, and threw it out.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the smoke from the explosion instantly blocked the shooting line of sight of the guards.
Three members of the Japanese Special Forces took advantage of the gap and rolled out from under the ridge they were hiding in. They quickly ran towards the rope and prepared to escape.
One of the Japanese held a gun and stood guard. The other two wrapped their submachine guns around their backs, grabbed the rope, and began to climb down.
Suddenly, a cold light flashed across the night sky. Chen Weidong, who was panting heavily, flew out of the haystack like a ghost. With a flip of his wrist, the butcher knife cut off the main artery of the Japanese special forces member who was in charge of guarding. Blood gushed out like a fountain. He covered his neck and fell back. His feet were wide open. He was about to die.
The other two Japanese who had just descended by a third reacted quickly. They stomped on the ground with one hand holding the rope and the other holding the machine gun.
Da da da, da!
Chen Weidong, who had just killed a Japanese soldier, rolled on the ground. The bullets from the Japanese machine gun hit the place where he had just landed, causing dust to fly everywhere.
Chen Weidong sneered. The butcher knife in his hand descended from the sky and stabbed into the throat of one of the Japanese who was shooting up. The Japanese was stunned for a second, then fell down the 30-meter-high cliff slope like a weight falling into the water.
Before the other Japanese could react, he felt his vision turn black. It was as if he had been hit by a speeding train. He could no longer hold on to the rope in his hand and floated down like a fallen leaf.
Looking again, Lin Xiong, who was spewing white fog, was like a nimble gibbon. He pulled the rope and descended to the bottom of the cliff in a few moves.
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