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

Yamamoto Ikki, who was resting in the house, was awakened by the pungent spicy and smelly smell in the air. He shouted desperately: "Enemy attack! Prepare to counterattack immediately!"

As soon as he finished saying this, he couldn't help coughing violently. Deputy Captain Nakamura Ichiro rushed in from outside, carried him on his back and planned to evacuate Qingfeng Village first.

"Baga! Retreat quickly! Don't shoot randomly to avoid accidentally hurting your own people!"

At the shouting of Ichiro Nakamura, members of Yamamoto's special forces team began to retreat, but half of the members who had just finished their meal felt abdominal cramps and could not help howling in pain. They foamed at the mouth and struggled desperately on the ground for several minutes, their eyes revealing deep unwillingness, and they became cold corpses.

"Nakamura, you bastard, why don't you hurry up and organize a counterattack, cough cough cough cough!"

"Sir, we have lost the chance to fight back. There is a lot of chili powder floating in the sky, which makes us cry and our eyes are so painful that we can't open them. If we open fire, we may hit our own people."

"Not to mention the smell of rotten eggs in the air, which further challenged the team members' sensitive nerves. They could not bear it anymore. Half of the team members had their food poisoned. They had lost their chance to survive."

"We must escape as quickly as possible. The Eighth Route Army will launch an attack soon. If we don't leave now, we will all have to stay!"

Ichiro Nakamura carried Ikki Yamamoto on his back and sent two team members to protect Kojiro Hirata. He led 12 team members and escaped from Qingfengzhai by rappelling from the back mountain.

After the pepper shell bombardment ended, Lin Zhenhua ordered the soldiers to cover their mouths and noses with wet towels. Everyone also wore glass goggles. Unexpectedly, this little gadget they got when signing in before came in handy this time. After taking protective measures, Lin Zhenhua rushed towards Qingfeng Village with a submachine gun astride. A row of soldiers followed closely behind him and launched a surprise attack on Qingfeng Village.

The Japanese soldier who was in Qingfeng Village, covering his eyes and howling like a ghost, was discovered by Lin Zhenhua, who fired a volley of bullets at him, sending him straight back home.

"Comrades, speed up and don't give the Japanese a chance to escape. Squad One will immediately go protect the safety of the villagers. Squads Two and Three will follow me to wipe out the remaining Japanese soldiers!"

Da da da da da da!

The sound of machine gun fire continued one after another. The dozen or so Japanese soldiers left in the mountain stronghold were all killed. They failed to organize an effective defense before they died. It can only be said that chili peppers and rotten eggs are a perfect match. Even Lin Zhenhua and the others felt a little drunk and their throats felt hot.

Under Lin Zhenhua's organization, the people of Qingfeng Village began to evacuate from the mountain. In order to ensure safety, Lin Zhenhua specially arranged the first and second shifts to be responsible for guarding, and the third shift to be responsible for evacuating people.

Ichiro Nakamura had no intention of making a surprise attack. They did not bring much ammunition when they fled before. In addition, the dense gunfire coming from Qingfeng Village frightened the dozen of them and made them flee faster. They were afraid that Lin Zhenhua would send people to chase them, so they ran for most of the day. After making sure that there was no one chasing them, they stopped to rest.

"Captain, we were in a hurry when we came out just now. We forgot to bring the telegraph operator and radio. It is difficult to contact the surrounding troops. From now on, we can only rely on ourselves!"

Upon hearing this bad news, Yamamoto Ikki became even more angry. Since the establishment of his Yamamoto Special Forces, he had never suffered such a heavy loss. Coupled with the injuries on his body, he was so angry that he fainted.

Hirata Kojiro came out at this time and made his presence known. Whether he could survive depended on Nakamura Ichiro. He suggested, "Mr. Nakamura, I think we should leave as soon as possible. No one can be sure if there are any pursuers behind us. The Eighth Route Army is too cunning and has too many strange weapons. If we are not careful, we may be caught. I think we should hurry up and get to Black Wind Ridge first, where a battalion of the Imperial Army is stationed!"

Ichiro Nakamura did not refute Kojiro Hirata's proposal. He needed to find a new place to stay as soon as possible and arrange for a doctor to treat Colonel Yamamoto.

"Hirata-kun, you are more familiar with the area, so you will lead the way from now on. Don't worry, we will never abandon you!"

After hearing Ichiro Nakamura's promise, Kojiro Hirata finally felt relieved. He was really afraid that these people would abandon him halfway. You know, he was also a wounded soldier. He now regretted his previous self-harming behavior. He cursed himself for being stupid in his heart and lay on a member of the special forces team, responsible for pointing out the direction!

Lin Zhenhua was helpless as to the escaped Yamamoto special forces. He knew how elite these Japanese devils were. If it hadn't been for the help of Old Xu, he would never have been so successful. He could only say that everything was decided by fate. The Japanese devils were unlucky to have met him, and they could not leave without leaving something behind.

After waiting at the foot of the mountain for four or five hours and arranging soldiers to explore the mountain village and confirming that it was suitable for living, Lin Zhenhua hurriedly called everyone to return to Qingfeng Village.

The first thing Lin Zhenhua did when he returned to the village was not to assign accommodation to everyone. Instead, he escorted out all those who had previously defected to the Japanese and committed evil, and executed them by firing squad in front of everyone.

"Grandpa Eighth Route Army, please spare us! We don't want to surrender either. It's all the Third Master's fault. He forced us to do it!"

"Grandpa Eighth Route Army, don't you have a policy? It says that prisoners cannot be killed. I surrender now!"

"Third Master, please say something! Please beg Grandpa Eighth Route Army to spare our lives!"

The third in command, Jade-faced Fox, looked at the ugly faces of the dozen people around him begging for mercy, and laughed contemptuously: "Haha, at this time, you still want to surrender and save your lives! I tell you that it is wishful thinking. You have done so much evil these days, not only killing your own brothers, but also killing the people of Duanjiazhuang. How happy you were at that time, how much regret you have now!"

"I, Jade-faced Fox, have no regrets about anything I have done. The only thing I regret is having illusions about the devils and hoping to use them to avenge my family. Facts have proved that I was wrong this time!"

"Boss, I, the Jade-faced Fox, am sorry for you. I will repay you in my next life!"

Bang bang bang bang!

After more than a dozen gunshots, more than a dozen bodies were added to the Qingfengzhai training ground. For Lin Zhenhua, these people's deaths were not a pity. If they had surrendered to the Japanese, he could understand it under such circumstances. After all, it was impossible for everyone to be steadfast and unyielding. However, they attacked the villagers of Duanjiazhuang, touching Lin Zhenhua's reverse scale. These people ruined their only chance of survival.

"Second in command, I also bear a great responsibility for what happened this time. Now there are only more than 20 of you left in the entire village. If you need anything, you can tell me. I will definitely help if I can!" Lin Zhenhua promised.