Devil's Army

All the Japanese troops have entered the ambush circle.

"Bang!" With a crisp gunshot, the tall and thin Japanese second lieutenant was knocked off his horse. The bullet entered his left temple and came out from his right temple. He died on the spot.

The sound of gunfire was an order, "One, two, throw," Gray Wolf ordered immediately.

As Gray Wolf shouted "throw" and fell to the ground, the camouflaged wooden boards on the first trench were lifted up, and a round of grenade rain fell from inside to the Japanese on the path.

"One, two throws" another rain of grenades fell.

"One, two throws!" When the third grenade rain fell on the little devils' heads, Gray Wolf immediately ordered:

"Retreat, retreat to the second trench immediately!" The grenadiers quickly retreated from the small trenches on both sides to the second trench.

At this time, there was a lot of gunfire in the second trench, and the shooters were harvesting the few remaining Japanese soldiers who were stunned by the grenades.

But these few devils showed extremely high military accomplishments. Some of them quickly lay down and then raised their guns to fight back. Some rolled to the small depression on the opposite hillside and raised their guns to fight back.

"Mortars ready," shouted a deputy squad leader of the Japanese.

The four gunners of this team immediately ran to a small flat ground at the corner, set up mortars and prepared to fight back.

Leng Feng saw all this and did not ask his team members to hide from the artillery fire. Instead, a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Before the Japanese mortars were set up, several grenades flew out from the hillside behind them.

"Boom, boom, boom." The four gunners received their lunch boxes on the spot. A mortar was also thrown to the ground.

The Japanese deputy captain, who was concentrating on directing the counterattack on the left hillside, heard several explosions from behind. He looked back and before he could come to his senses, a rain of grenades flew out from the hillside behind him.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Then came the second round, the third round...

The deputy squad leader of the Japanese army received his lunch box in the first grenade rain. After three rounds of grenade rain, no Japanese soldiers were seen breathing on the path.

"The former guerrillas stay where they are and wait. Special forces members, follow me and charge down." Leng Feng was afraid that some Japanese soldiers might fake their death, so he ordered the former guerrillas to stay where they were.

The special forces checked and found that all the Japanese were dead, without a single one escaping.

So Leng Feng shouted to the hillsides on both sides: "All of you come down and clean up the battlefield."

But the former guerrillas on the hillsides on both sides did not react, they were all stunned. In less than half an hour, more than 60 vicious devils were all wiped out.

"Come down, everyone. What are you doing there?" Leng Feng shouted again.

At this time, the former guerrillas ran down the mountainside in a large number, excitedly picking up the guns, ammunition, etc. scattered on the ground.

He Guihua stood beside the gray wolf, watching all this in a daze.

"Grey Wolf!" He Guihua shouted.

"Yeah," Gray Wolf replied softly. But what he didn't expect was that He Guihua suddenly slapped him in the face.

The gray wolf was caught off guard and received a hard slap on the face.

"Does it hurt?" He Guihua asked softly.

"It doesn't hurt," Gray Wolf replied with a smile. He Guihua didn't really use much force in this slap.

When He Guihua heard the gray wolf say it didn't hurt, she slapped him in the face again.

At this time, Gray Wolf quickly tilted his head back and dodged the slap. He stretched out his right hand, grabbed He Guihua's hand and asked:

"What are you doing?"

"How can it not hurt? Am I dreaming?" He Guihua asked blankly.

Gray Wolf put down He Guihua's hand and whispered:

"You are not dreaming. We have wiped out all the Japanese. Look, our comrades are cleaning up the battlefield."

Following the direction of Gray Wolf's finger, He Guihua saw comrades happily cleaning the battlefield, each carrying two or even three rifles on their shoulders, as well as backpacks.

"Don't leave your clothes or shoes behind." Leng Feng ordered as he walked.

"Captain, this military coat has been blown to pieces. Do you still want it?" asked a former guerrilla fighter.

"Yes, if it's not too torn, you can mend it and still wear it. If it's too torn, you can take out the cotton inside and it can still be used. Supplies are so scarce now, don't waste anything that can be used."

"Ok"

"Comrades, cut off all the Japanese heads. Pile them on that small open space. Cut off the heads of those Japanese soldiers from yesterday as well. Place the bodies behind the heads." Leng Feng continued to order.

"Captain, isn't this too cruel?" He Guihua asked after hearing Leng Feng's order.

"It's cruel. No matter how you treat the Japanese, it's not too much. Moreover, the Japanese have been blinded by militarism. They think that if their heads are cut off, their souls can't return to the Yasukuni Shrine after death. This is what scares them the most. If a person is afraid, he will not be brave and fearless in war."

He Guihua nodded as if she understood.

"Fox, come here." Leng Feng turned and shouted to Hu Weitao.

"Okay, captain, what do you want me to do?" The fox wolf quickly trotted to Leng Feng.

Leng Feng leaned over to the fox wolf's ear and whispered something. The fox wolf snapped his fingers with his right hand, said "OK", and left with a smile.

"Everyone, assemble." Leng Feng ordered.

"Is everything cleaned up?" Leng Feng asked after the team members gathered.

"Don't worry, Captain. We are not good at fighting, but we are good at this," said a former guerrilla fighter with a smile.

Everyone laughed too.

"Okay, stand at attention, turn right, and everyone return to the village!"