"Buzz…"
The car drove smoothly to the entrance of Zhang Zhuang's stronghold.
Platoon Leader Wang Ermazi, who was resting in the turret, was immediately woken up by the sentry." Platoon Leader, Platoon Leader, there are trucks coming. There are many Japanese standing on them."”
Wang Ermazi, who was suddenly awakened, went forward and slapped him." What devil? That's the imperial army."
"Quick, open the door immediately. We have to go down and welcome them.”
"Yes."
"Bang!"
On the other side, after parking the car, Little Rock swaggered out and shouted. The group of puppet soldiers walking over from afar could only hear him muttering," Baka, Baka."”
"Taijun, why are you here at Zhang Village?”Wang Ermazi nodded and bent over.
Little Rock slapped him in the face.”
He was instantly stunned by the slap. He covered his face and felt a little aggrieved." Taijun, what are you doing? I didn't make a mistake."”
"You, why didn't you let the heavy machine guns move away when you saw the imperial army coming?”At this moment, Meng Liang, who was worried that Little Rock would be exposed, came down from the driver's seat and said in stiff Chinese.
"It's my fault, my fault. I was in a hurry to welcome the imperial army. I didn't have time, so I asked the brothers guarding the heavy machine guns to come down to welcome the imperial army.”
As he spoke, Wang Ermazi waved his hand toward the inside." Hey, the machine gunners and spitfire men upstairs, come down and welcome the imperial army."”
As he spoke, he nodded and bowed." Taijun, please come in. It's hot outside. There's roast chicken and good wine inside. It's great."”
"Yuxi." Little Rock said the second sentence of Japanese that Meng Liang taught him. He walked inside with his military boots.
Along the way into the house, the puppet soldiers with guns on their backs were still standing obediently by the door.
With the Japanese watching, they didn't dare to be careless.
After Little Rock walked around the heavy machine guns on the second floor, the light machine guns and searchlights on the roof of the sentry building, he realized that there was really no one there.
He saw Meng Liang knock Wang Er Mazi unconscious on the ground.
"What are you waiting for? Turn on the searchlights and blind the group of idiots below.”
"Yes."
Meng Liang turned on the searchlight. It was high up in the sky during the day, and the searchlight shone down on the three rows of Second Ghost soldiers.
"Hey, brothers below, look here.”Just as Meng Liang shouted, the two devils below looked up.
Then, he was blinded by the searchlights.
When they finally managed to narrow their eyes and see the top of their heads clearly, they were aiming at Meng Liang's machine gun.
"They…they're not the imperial army, they're the 8th route.”
"Don't move!"
"Surrender your weapons and we won't kill you!"
"Put down your guns. Whoever moves will be killed.”
The surrounding soldiers also reacted. This was the class monitor sending them a signal.
They all raised their guns and aimed at the thirty people in the middle.
"Grandpa Eighth Route, don't fight. We're all from the Dragon Country.”
"We surrender. Grandpa Eighth, please spare us.”
Amidst the wails, these two devils raised their rifles with both hands and knelt down to surrender.
"Move all the captives to the left and gather all the guns to the right.”Meng Liang was giving orders from the rooftop.
"Yes, class monitor."
Meng Liang saw that all the captives had been escorted to the left side, and then he walked downstairs with the light machine gun in hand.
"Squad leader, we're rich this time. We have a Type 92 heavy machine gun, a Ukrainian light machine gun, and this searchlight. We also have more than 30 official rifles, food, canned food, and captives. Now that our truck squad has returned to the regiment, let's see who dares not give us a thumbs up.”
"Is that all you've got?"
Meng Liang looked at Little Rock, who carried the puppet platoon leader down, and glanced at the phone booth on the second floor.
"Old Firewood." He shouted through the machine gun.
"Hey, class monitor, I'm here." Below, the black-faced Old Firewood was all smiles. He was originally a veteran, so he did not really admire this young and tender squad leader. In the eyes of these veteran soldiers, driving was not a real skill, but he was able to take down a stronghold with a recruit squad. He was completely convinced.
"Interrogate them about the position and identity of this puppet platoon leader. In addition, find out the culprit and kill all of the platoon leader's confidants.”
"Platoon leader, are we going to kill the captives?" Old Firewood was a little afraid.
"What nonsense are you spouting? A traitor deserves to die ten thousand times. Bullying the common people, that's even more so. It's also a good time to let the recruits take action. As for those who have never bullied the common people, they still have a conscience. I'm willing to give them a chance to redeem themselves.”
"Yes, class monitor."
Not long after, five people were dragged out and stabbed by seven recruits, dying on the spot.
The remaining 28 puppet soldiers squatted in the corner with fear in their eyes. This time, they were completely obedient.
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