Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders

Hashimoto Ryosuke put down the phone, sat on the chair with weak legs, staring blankly at the wall opposite the desk. He couldn't believe what he heard.

The Yantian Brigade was wiped out by the enemy less than half a day after its departure, indicating that the enemy was just outside the Daqing Mountain and not far from the Huting stronghold.

Is he safe now? Will the enemy attack us in the middle of the night? The Eighth Route Army loves night battles the most!

After sitting there for half an hour, Hashimoto Ryojo finally calmed down. He then remembered the task that Sasaki had given him, and immediately led his men out.

At 1 a.m., Hashimoto Ryosuke led the Japanese squadron to Panshikou, only to see the corpses of imperial soldiers spread all over the one-kilometer road.

And they are all naked, like big white pigs that have shed their hair.

"Don't touch the bodies of the warriors. First, survey the battlefield. I want to know how the warriors of the Yantian Brigade died."

The Japanese squadron immediately took action. Hashimoto Ryoshiro searched for a long time before finding Yantian's body. Everyone was naked, and Yantian died lying prone.

It’s hard to see clearly in the middle of the night and it’s really hard to find.

He turned over Yantian's body and saw a bloody hole between his eyebrows. The blood had already coagulated. Yantian's eyes were wide open.

Hashimoto Ryojo took a deep breath. This was a man who died with his eyes open. It seemed that Lieutenant Colonel Shiota had a lot to say about this battle. Obviously, the enemy did not give him a chance to speak.

"Report to the Major, the battlefield has been cleared by the enemy, and there are other people coming from behind, so we have no way to judge the situation on the battlefield!"

"Bagayalu, those damned Chinese people, not only did they kill people, they even tried to cover up the murder methods, it's really despicable,

This way, I know how to report to Major General Sasaki. When Colonel Watanabe comes, how should I explain to him?"

Hashimoto Ryojo was so angry that he raised his foot to kick, but he kicked Yantian on the head and almost tripped himself.

The squadron chief of staff pulled Hashimoto Ryojo aside and whispered, "Hashimoto-kun, the battlefield has been destroyed by the enemy and we can't find any useful information.

But we can speculate that all the bodies of the warriors are within a range of 500 meters. Such a dense range is likely to be hit by dense artillery shells.

Moreover, without any preparation, the enemy may have artillery fire!"

"Ah, artillery?" Hashimoto Ryojo hadn't reacted yet. "What if Colonel Watanabe comes over and finds that the enemy has no artillery?"

In the dark night, the squadron chief of staff had a strange look in his eyes, as if he was looking at a fool. In fact, he was really wondering how this idiot became a junior squadron leader, and a major at that!

"Hashimoto-kun, even if Colonel Watanabe doesn't find the enemy's artillery, it has nothing to do with us. Maybe the enemy has moved the artillery.

The most important thing now is to give an explanation to Colonel Watanabe and Major General Sasaki, an excuse that will keep us safe, do you understand?"

The chief of staff explained the situation to Hashimoto Ryojo earnestly.

"Oh, this is a great idea. Let's do it. Go back to the truck and make a report. Send it to Major General Sasaki tomorrow morning!"

Hashimoto Ryojo finally reacted and immediately gave orders to the chief of staff.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Wang Ye and all the children's group members returned to Moshiling Village.

There were more than a thousand prisoners of war to be arranged, and a battalion of Japanese equipment to be taken away, so the speed of return was much slower than when they set out.

"Zhao Shengzheng, these prisoners are now handed over to you. Those who don't oppress the people can be taken in, and the rest of the bad guys can be shot directly!"

Wang Ye originally wanted to hand the matter over to the political commissar, but after thinking about it, he decided that it was not a good idea. The Eighth Route Army has discipline and prisoners cannot be killed.

"Don't worry, commander. I will definitely get the job done!" Zhao Sheng felt very happy when he thought that he could still do the job of dealing with the prisoners.

In the evening, Wang Xiaoxi came over and said, "Young Master, the logistics work can't be done anymore, please get someone else to do it!"

When Wang Ye heard this, he thought that the logistics department was a very important position, so how could the person be replaced so easily?

"Xiao Xi, if you have any problem, tell me and I will solve it for you. Don't give up!"

"Young Master, there are too few people in the logistics department. This time, there is only one Japanese brigade and one second Japanese regiment. Our logistics department has only counted a small part of the collected supplies so far. We really can't count them all!"

Wang Xiaoxi felt that if he continued like this, he might never grow taller and he wouldn't be able to rest well.

Wang Ye thought about it and it made sense. There would be many battles ahead and the pressure on logistics would increase. We should indeed add more people.

"Well, you go find Zhao Shengzheng. He is in charge of dealing with prisoners. How about you find those traitors who don't oppress the people and don't want to fight, and assign them to the logistics department?"

"Sure!" Wang Xiaoxi didn't care who these people were. As long as you helped him do the work, he didn't care whether these people would mess around.

He said there was no need to worry at all, as there was a company in the guard battalion that was responsible for logistics, and if anyone wanted to kill themselves, Wang Xiaoxi would not stop them.

The next morning, Zhao Shengzheng found Wang Ye with the names on the roster and said, "Captain, we have cleared all the names. There are more than 830 people who are willing to join the Children's League.

There are more than 180 people who oppressed the people and became die-hard traitors. I have dealt with them all. The remaining 200 people who don't want to fight, I have handed them over to Minister Wang of the Logistics Department!"

Wang Ye took the list, handed it to Wu Gang, and said, "Old Zhao, you will be responsible for all matters related to prisoners from now on!"

At this time, the telegrams from the telecommunications team came in, "Commander, the reconnaissance battalion sent a telegram, at 6 o'clock this morning, more than 2600 people from the Watanabe Regiment of the rd Brigade arrived at the Huting stronghold!

In addition to the normal weapons and equipment, the regiment has also been strengthened with a mountain artillery squadron and four tanks! "

After Wang Ye took the telegram and read it, he said, "Call the reconnaissance battalion back and tell them to keep a close eye on it. If the devils start to move out, send a telegram immediately!"

Wang Su snatched the telegram from Wang Ye's hand and read it, then said happily, "The Japs are coming so fast, but I don't know when they will come to Daqingshan?"

Wu Gang also finished reading the telegram. He said helplessly, "We haven't had time to rest since we came out of the prisoner-of-war camp. I always feel that if we continue to fight like this, something will go wrong!"

Wu Gang's concerns were correct, but they were not applicable to the children's group. Wang Ye had already strengthened the bodies of these prisoners of war.

Otherwise, the battle with the Yantian Battalion would not have resulted in the sacrifice of more than 10 people. They were facing a force of more than 3000 people. Isn't this a huge loss ratio?