I want to be a good person

Strange.

The entire family of Captain Li from the detective team was wiped out, but the Japanese ignored them altogether. A symbolic Japanese soldier came, but he stayed longer than the time it took to speak.

Captain Jia gave him a few dollars and sent him away.

He refused to admit that there was an enemy behind the lines and suspected that it was bandits. The Japanese were helpless because Brother Kong Fang had the most face.

Why are you coming out now?

"Three-wheeled vehicles, there are two three-wheeled vehicles."

Which devil are these?

Zhang Aiguo looked into the distance and saw two Type 97 three-wheeled motorcycles leading the way, followed by a small group of puppet troops.

The Japanese walked and stopped, got off the car, bent down to look at the fields.

Grass.

Zhang Aiguo understood the Japs' actions.

Check the soil moisture conditions in advance. No wonder you have to grab the soil with your hands and calculate the grain collection quota. Is this considered professional?

Are the Japanese brainless?

It's pure nonsense.

The practices and management of the Japanese are very obviously learned from them, and the difference is obvious when compared.

The early technology came from the Japanese, so the Japanese psychological sense of superiority could not be offset.

The military failure has turned into economic erosion, but the devils' desire to destroy us has never died. What you think is a success is just a false belief made by the devils.

What is powerful?

If you eat my food, you have to spit it out. If you take my food, you have to give it back and pay high interest.

If you only know how to brag about yourself and promote your so-called great achievements, reality will be a loud slap in the face. You will find that your achievements are just outside the box.

"The devils are coming into the village."

"The first and second battalions follow me."

Zhang Aiguo decided to take the officers to ambush them, and the location they chose was very realistic. It could not be close to the village, and certainly not be attacked at a rural market.

The Japanese's revenge after the incident was to massacre the entire village, indiscriminately venting their anger on civilians and using bloody intimidation.

What does it mean to care for the people? What you do can be predicted, whether it is expressed in words or kept in your heart.

"Where is this devil from?"

"There are puppet troops at the Zhangjiaji stronghold 10 miles away, but they don't have three-wheeled vehicles, nor do they have any Japanese soldiers."

"We will wait for them on the way to the stronghold, just outside Zhangjiaji. Once the Japanese leave, the Second Battalion will catch up with the trucks to pick them up. Hurry."

"Yes"

Wang Erlou responded.

The Japanese soldiers included farmers, mountain people, fishermen, and people from all walks of life.

The wind is a little cool and the spring is chilly.

Crouching down, he left from behind the village.

The Japanese invaders entered the village and called a meeting of the people to talk about Sino-Japanese friendship, the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere, and the evil deeds of the Western invaders. It was a typical case of a crow falling on a black pig.

There was resistance behind enemy lines, and the Japanese were fed up. They wanted to solve the problem at the source, so they learned from the Kwantung Army's approach, cut off supplies, intensified mopping-up operations, and launched the Three Alls Policy. The sacrifices, devastation, and suffering endured by the people could not be expressed in words, let alone imagined.

"Da Zhuang, the Japanese want to clean up the countryside, what should we do with your people? We also need to register our livestock and carts, what should we do?"

The captain had a headache because the Japanese were smiling just now and wanted to check the good citizen certificates and implement the collective responsibility system.

"Registration is easy, but I'm afraid the Japanese will look for people based on the roster. We have to be on guard."

"How about pulling the team out?"

"What about the land? The remaining women, children and elderly people cannot do heavy work."

"Please Mike?"

"How about coming back during the wheat harvest?"

Wang Dazhuang was a little undecided. Should he quit his job and join the army?

The military and civilians are one, and there are some troubles on the plains.

"We'll discuss this when the Chief of Staff comes back."

"Where is Chief of Staff Hong?"

"Military secrets."

"Oh."

Captain Jia didn't say anything else, as his family was also a beneficiary.

The real soldiers.

The dead have been given to the ocean.

"Second floor, are you leading the way correctly?"

"Get lost! You want to let the battalion commander know that when you go out to fight, your duty comes first. Didn't you listen to the chief of staff's instructions?"

People who are familiar with each other lack dignity and become more casual, which is not conducive to management.

To eliminate it from the root, we must start from the small details, develop a habit in three days, and gradually form a rule.

"Chief of Staff, will the Japs come?"

"I don't know. I'll just mow the grass and hunt rabbits. If you don't come, we'll go and attack the stronghold."

"The trench is very deep and a bit difficult to attack. I heard that the turrets used a lot of cement and are very solid."

"How do you know it."

"I heard from someone that someone had fought against it before, but the grenade didn't make a crater. You could only hear the gunshots, but there was no damage to the turret."

"Then how to fight?"

"There were two or three fights, and many people died."

Before the battle even begins, the courage has already been lost, so one should seek advantage and avoid harm.

Zhang Aiguo listened patiently to the whispered discussion, saying that it was normal to have different thoughts and ideas.

Allowing different opinions and free expression of opinions, but not making any changes to the final decision, is called democracy.

"There is a situation."

The observation post hurried back to report.

"Get ready. Do not fire without my order. My gunshot will be your signal."

The team members ran to the individual pits.

More than ten minutes passed.

"Tu tu tu tu."

The roar of the motor was heard.

The dust on the dirt road flew everywhere like a long worm.

The ambush site was on a small slope within a safe distance, with no village in front and no shop behind.

"Da da da"

The crooked handlebars on the boat-shaped sidecar fired randomly at both sides of the road.

To prevent this, all the team members stuffed a piece of cloth in their mouths to prevent themselves from getting injured and losing control and shouting.

Beat it up and then spit it out.

The motorcycle started again and entered the encirclement.

"boom"

Zhang Aiguo's big waist drum sounded like a starting gun.

Shooting with the wooden box against your shoulder will allow you to hit the target far and accurately.

The only grenade was thrown out, swirled in the air, and fell to the ground.

"Grenade"

"Enemy attack"

The reactions of the Japs and the puppet troops were completely different.

The puppet soldiers would rather die than let their friends die. They lay prone on the ground and refused to fire the first shot.

The Japs were much more powerful, using machine gun bursts to suppress us. After throwing the first round of grenades, they were unable to throw a second round from the same spot.

The sharp shooter couldn't shoot the ball well. One of the players was hit by a machine gun as soon as he stood up.

The motorcycle driver got off and, relying on the motorcycle, provided cover for the machine gunner.

The machine gun's firing rate is not fast, but it is very accurate.

Zhang Aiguo also didn't dare to raise his head.

Blind shooting in a similar direction, fire one shot and move.

"Fire back."

The poor Concordia dialect urged the puppet troops to open fire.

"bang bang bang"

The gunfire was sporadic and the battle became a stalemate.

Retreat, dare not retreat.

The dozens of people in the 102nd Regiment could not afford to drag on. After the failure in the first battle, it was difficult to mobilize morale afterwards.

Zhang Aiguo has a headache.

"Keep shooting, shoot slowly, and pay attention to both sides."

After saying that, he turned over and slid down.

Fighting a skirmish with the Japanese on the plains would not be worth the cost.

Let the team members absorb the firepower and Zhang Aiguo quietly stuck his head out.

Grass.

The Japs were crawling on the ground and had already dispersed.

I should have brought more grenades to create a distance advantage.

The casualties were too great in close combat.

"Give it to me as a surprise attack."

The Japs suddenly jumped up and rushed forward with guns in hand.

According to the Japanese infantry drill manual, one should lower altitude and increase speed when charging.

The Japanese soldiers now stood with their heads held high and their chests puffed out, looking arrogant and unafraid of death.

If we set up an ambush on both sides, the Japanese would dare to charge forward.

"Snapped."

One team member got anxious and leaned back to shoot, but was shot by the quick-eyed and quick-handed Japanese soldier.

motherfucker.

Zhang Aiguo quickly knelt down and fired twenty rounds of box cannon in a scattered pattern, sweeping past.

The Japanese who had just stood up were knocked down on both sides.

"whoosh whoosh"

He rolled sideways and shot out.

The bullet flew past my side and grazed the ground.

The green grass was crushed to pieces.