Devil's Army

Leng Feng's tactics were well arranged in this battle. Only six members of the first squad died and eight were injured. Two members of the second squad died and three were injured. Sixty-seven Japanese soldiers and ninety-eight puppet soldiers were killed. Six machine guns, one heavy machine gun, more than 150 Type 38 rifles, and a batch of bullets and grenades were seized.

Leng Feng continued to take off all the clothes and shoes of these Japanese and puppet troops.

"Captain, what should we do with the bodies of these Japanese devils and puppet soldiers?" Wen Lang walked over and asked.

"The Japanese still chopped off their heads and piled them up with the others. The puppet soldiers threw them next to the Japanese corpses."

"If those corpses were not dealt with the day before yesterday, they might have become smelly." Wenlang said.

"It's okay, let's go back to the village first. The Japanese in the county were badly damaged in this battle. They won't dare to attack us in a short time. We'll deal with it tomorrow." Leng Feng said.

"Okay, let's go back to the village," Wenlang greeted everyone.

So the team members carried the spoils back to the village, carrying them in their arms.

In the afternoon, the team members were doing normal military training. Some villagers went to work on the farm, some chatted under the trees in the village. Several women were chatting and doing needlework by the well.

At this time, the jackal hurried towards Leng Feng.

"Captain, there's a situation." Jackal said as he turned on the computer.

Two trucks loaded with Japanese soldiers were driving from the county town towards Hejiazhai.

"The Japs are taking action again so soon. It's unlikely." Leng Feng was a little bit unconvinced, but the facts were in front of him.

"Assemble." Leng Feng blew the whistle. The players who were training quickly gathered in front of Leng Feng.

"Two vehicles of Japanese invaders were spotted at the entrance of the village. Restock the ammunition in five minutes and then set off immediately." Leng Feng ordered loudly.

The team members quickly and orderly entered the small ammunition warehouse, replenished the ammunition, and gathered at the door again.

"Everyone turn right and run!" Leng Feng led the team members to quickly head towards the mountainside. The lively village entrance was left with only a group of people who were chatting and doing needlework, with a hint of panic.

When the team members reached the mountainside, the sound of the enemy's cars could be clearly heard. Team 1 and Team 2 quickly occupied both sides of the mountainside and prepared for battle.

"Captain, we killed more than 200 Japanese and puppet soldiers this morning. Why are the Japanese coming again so soon?" Gray Wolf asked Leng Feng as he approached him.

"I was wondering the same thing. The Japanese might want to catch us by surprise."

Gray Wolf nodded thoughtfully.

The guerrillas had just won a great victory in the morning and their spirits were high. Now, when they heard that there was another battle, they were all excited and ready to fight.

After a while, two Japanese trucks came into view.

"Prepare for battle," Leng Feng ordered.

What Leng Feng didn't expect was that the Japanese did not enter the mountainside but stopped the car at the entrance of the mountainside. A Japanese traitor got out of the car. He was holding a small white flag, wearing a Japanese hat, and wearing ordinary people's clothes.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, I'm from the Imperial Army"

As soon as the traitor uttered the word "Imperial Army", Diao Lang shot and broke Bai Qi's hand.

"Oh, it's not the Imperial Army, it's not the Imperial Army, it's the Japs." The traitor said cleverly with his head down.

"I am Jiang Yongtang, the Japanese translator. I have something to discuss with you."

"You're just a good person, but you're just a dog. If you have anything to say, come and tell me."

"Okay, don't shoot. I'll be right over here."

Led by Mao Lang, Jiang Futang trotted to Leng Feng, bowed and nodded, and said to Leng Feng respectfully:

"Hero, the Japs want to take back the bodies of their soldiers."

"Okay, take it away." Leng Feng said coldly.

"Thank you, hero, thank you, hero." Jiang Futang said as he trotted to the passenger seat of the first truck and chatted with a Japanese soldier for a while. The passenger door of the truck opened and a Japanese second lieutenant got out. With a wave of his hand, all the Japanese soldiers in the truck got out, along with a group of civilians.

Leng Feng and his team members stared at the devils coldly, without saying a word, and remained highly vigilant.

This group of Japanese devils forced the civilians to pile the wood on the cars into several piles, poured gasoline on them, and then set them on fire.

There were several other Japanese soldiers. One of them took a pair of scissors and cut off a strand of hair from the Japanese soldier's body. He turned around and handed it to another Japanese soldier behind him. The Japanese soldier took the hair respectfully and put it in a small box. He wrote something on the box and then handed it to the Japanese soldier behind him. The Japanese soldier behind him also took the small box respectfully. Then two Japanese soldiers drove two civilians to carry the body over and threw it into the fire.

There were a few Japanese soldiers jumping around nearby like they were performing a shaman act.

"Captain, what are the Japanese doing?" He Guihua asked Leng Feng while looking at the Japanese who were performing a ritual.

"The sight of the Japanese soldiers' heads piled up together must have caused a great psychological trauma to the Japanese soldiers." Leng Feng said with a smile:

"Their captain Nakamura may have performed a shaman dance for them to relieve their psychological trauma and send their souls to the Yasukuni Shrine."

This farce lasted for more than three hours, and the air on the entire mountainside was filled with the unpleasant smell of burning meat.