Liang Jian: Lao Li, I'm really not a military expert

An hour later, Duan Peng woke up in a daze. Li Sanwa quickly shouted to Lin Zhenhua, "Captain, Duan Peng is awake!"

Lin Zhenhua put down the dry food in his hand and hurried to Duan Peng. He asked him about his physical condition first. If his physical condition allowed, he asked, "Duan Peng, why didn't you stay in Qingfeng Village and wait for us to pick you up? Why did you run out without permission? Did something go wrong in Qingfeng Village?"

Duan Peng sniffed and sobbed, "Captain Lin, Qingfeng Village was captured by a group of devils. All the soldiers of the seventh platoon, except for the Li Gouer brothers, were killed. Squad Leader Hao covered me and told me to inform you not to go to Qingfeng Village. The devils have already set a trap!"

Hearing this news, Lin Zhenhua was a little at a loss for a moment. He did not expect that Qingfeng Village was actually breached by the Japanese. He tried to calm himself down and asked again: "Duan Peng, don't cry first. Tell me about the situation of the Japanese first. After understanding the details, I can make a corresponding plan to save people!"

Duan Peng wiped his tears and recalled, "The Japanese soldiers who attacked Qingfeng Village were very well equipped. They all used pistols with very fierce firepower, which was similar to the submachine gun I saw in your hands."

Listening to Duan Peng's narration, Lin Zhenhua was able to confirm that they had encountered the Japanese Yamamoto special forces, which had caused Li Yunlong and Kong Jie to suffer a great loss. The special forces under Yamamoto Ikki were very powerful. He looked back at the more than 20 people he brought with him, feeling a little bitter in his heart. It was nothing but a pipe dream to want to rescue people.

Considering the current situation, Lin Zhenhua quickly called a meeting, hoping to use collective wisdom to solve the problem at hand.

"Comrades, I have already introduced the situation to you. No matter how much it costs, we must rescue the villagers! Everyone can speak freely, and let's think of a safe solution!"

Li Sanwa wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say. He knocked his head, faced everyone's gaze, and said dejectedly: "Captain Lin, we only have one platoon this time, including you and Duan Peng, there are only 26 people in total. According to Duan Peng's description just now, the total number of the Japanese is nearly 50, a 1:2 ratio. It is too difficult for us to take Qingfeng Village, not to mention that we are the attacking party. I really can't think of any way, unless we mobilize more troops to besiege Qingfeng Village!"

Lin Zhenhua stopped Li Sanwa from speaking. This guy poured cold water on everyone and extinguished everyone's enthusiasm. He looked at everyone and said earnestly: "Comrades, I know it is very difficult to rescue the villagers, but no matter how difficult it is, we have to do it, because we are the Eighth Route Army, the people's team. If we can't protect the people, then there is no meaning for us to exist. It is not advisable to attack Qingfeng Village head-on. We can come up with some tricks to deal with the devils!"

"Fortunately, I brought a secret weapon with me this time. As long as everyone listens to my instructions and acts without delay, there is still great hope of rescuing the villagers!"

Lin Zhenhua looked at the doubtful expressions of the soldiers in the row, and he did not continue to speak. The most important thing now was to hurry on. This meeting discussion made him understand why Li Yunlong said that as long as the guns and cannons sounded, the whole regiment had to obey his command!

After lunch, everyone continued on their journey. Due to the muddy road and in order to ensure sufficient physical strength, Lin Zhenhua set up camp at a place not far from Qingfeng Village in the evening, planning to launch a surprise attack on Qingfeng Village tomorrow morning.

In the dungeon of Qingfeng Village, the big boss Tyrannosaurus Rex took the food sent by Old Xu and ate it silently. Old Xu looked at the whip marks on the big boss's body and couldn't help but shed tears. If the big boss Tyrannosaurus Rex hadn't taken him in, he might have died in the wilderness. Seeing the big boss being tortured by the devils, Old Xu felt very painful in his heart.

"Old Xu, I'm fine. Don't cry in front of me. You must take good care of yourself. Your son has been serving in the army for a few years. You must live well!"

Old Xu nodded softly and left the dungeon. He did not tell the boss Tyrannosaurus Rex that his son had been killed by the Japanese and he no longer wanted to live. If he had not wanted to see the boss get married and have children, he would have died together with the Japanese.

But the Japanese didn't want to let the leader Tyrannosaurus Rex live, so they sent someone to kill him that night. When Old Xu heard the news, it was like a bolt from the blue. He didn't cry this time, his face was frighteningly calm, and he had already made up his mind to die.

The next day, Old Xu got up early and started cooking. Under the close surveillance of the Japanese, he steamed buns and cooked as usual, with no difference from usual.

After the food was ready, Old Xu brought it to the Japanese soldiers and placed it on the table bit by bit. Yamamoto's special forces had received strict training, and only half of them ate at a time. Before the meal, they forced Old Xu to taste a little bit of each dish. Seeing that Old Xu had no problem, they picked up the food and started eating.

Old Xu suppressed the churning in his stomach and slowly returned to the kitchen. He came to the stove and threw a small pack of explosives he had hidden in advance into the burning stove. Under the shocked gaze of a member of Yamamoto's special forces, the pack of explosives exploded and buried the two men directly in the kitchen.

At the foot of Qingfeng Village, Lin Zhenhua, who had already set up the artillery, heard the explosion coming from the village. He hurriedly put the rotten egg fruit shells into the mortar and fired four rotten egg fruit shells in just ten seconds. He did not look at the damage effect.

"Li Sanwa, you son of a bitch, why don't you quickly fire my chili shells up and let the Japanese have a taste of the power of the chili shells!"

Li Sanwa had just loaded the chili shell into the Type 92 infantry gun when Wang Dali next to him immediately pulled the rope and fired. With a muffled bang, a chili shell flew towards Qingfeng Village and exploded in the sky, emitting a large amount of chili powder that mixed into the air.

More than a dozen pepper shells were fired into Qingfeng Village in succession. After the explosion, the pungent smell of pepper powder mixed into the air, causing everyone in the village to cough uncontrollably.

Coupled with the rotten egg fruit that was hit earlier, the rotten egg smell emitted after the explosion made the people in Qingfeng Village unable to help but retching. Such a stinky smell, coupled with such a spicy taste, produced a magical reaction that made people unable to help but shed tears!

"Li Sanwa, keep firing the chili shells. Fire all 25 of them. I want to see how patient these damn devils are. I want to see how strong their Bushido spirit is. Can they withstand these two axes of mine?"