Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

Upon hearing this, Zhang Laoer and dozens of his men squatted in front of the camp gate with their hands covering their heads.

At this time, the other puppet troops, seeing the powerful firepower of the Eighth Route Army in front of them, had no intention of resisting and surrendered one after another.

Dahai and Fangzheng brought people to occupy the inside.

At this time, only Wang Jian and a few of his trusted confidants were left hiding behind the wall and resisting stubbornly.

Wang Jian knew that his hands were stained with the blood of ordinary people and anti-Japanese elements, and surrender would mean death.

He was still shouting at his men to resist and wait for reinforcements from the Japanese.

A puppet soldier tried to get Wang Jian to surrender with everyone, but was shot dead by Wang Jian.

The others were so scared that they no longer dared to speak nonsense.

Lin Tian looked at Wang Jian, who was extremely vicious and still resisted stubbornly, hoping that the Japanese would come to rescue him.

He waved his hand and asked Dahai to throw a few grenades at Wang Jian.

Wang Jian was so shocked that he knelt down and begged for mercy, shouting that he wanted to surrender.

"Grandpa... Grandpa Eighth Route Army..."

"I surrender...I surrender..."

"Please spare my life, sir, please spare my life..."

"I was just confused for a moment and wore the wrong dog skin..."

"I...I will definitely turn over a new leaf and become a new person."

"I just beg you, Grandpa Eighth Route Army, don't... don't kill me..."

When the others saw that the battalion commander had surrendered, they knew there was no need for them to resist any longer.

They all laid down their weapons and raised their hands in surrender.

Lin Tian and his men quickly took control of the scene.

Fang Zheng rushed over and whispered in Lin Tian's ear, reporting the casualties: "Platoon leader, only seven of our soldiers were slightly injured, there are no other casualties."

Lin Tian nodded and said "hmm".

Five minor injuries were unexpected for Lin Tian, ​​but upon thinking about it, it was reasonable.

We opened fire at full force and launched a sneak attack while the enemy was sleeping, killing half of them in one encounter.

Basically, there was no resistance and the battle was resolved within 20 minutes. Lin Tian was very satisfied with this.

Lin Tian looked at Wang Jian, who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in Lin Tian's eyes.

This Wang Jian was originally the head of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army Security Corps. During his tenure, he endangered the local area, persecuted many ordinary people, and raped many decent women.

Later, these bad deeds were discovered by the top leaders of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army.

Wang Jian was afraid that his superiors would investigate, so he simply took his troops and went to live in Xiaozizi.

He also helped Xiao Zi kill many Chinese people. It can be said that he has a black conscience and is extremely evil.

Lin Tian said coldly: "I can spare your dog's life, but give me back the lives of my people!"

"You have committed so many evil deeds, aided the tyrant and murdered your own people. You deserve eighty deaths, and yet you dare ask me to spare your life."

"Today I will avenge those wronged souls!"

After hearing Lin Tian's words, Wang Jian collapsed to the ground, with shit and urine flowing out of his crotch. He was actually frightened to the point of incontinence.

After saying that, he pulled out the high-strength carbon steel broadsword that the system rewarded him with, and chopped off Wang Jian's dog head with one blow.

Warm blood gushed out and splashed in front of the others.

The others were so frightened that they trembled in fear and dared not make any sound, for fear that the living devil in front of them would notice them.

Lin Tian took a look at these puppet soldiers and signaled the second row of soldiers to quickly clean up the battlefield and collect weapons and equipment, food, medicine, and war horses.

The second row is short of everything right now, and these are all good things.

Only Dahai was left standing behind him with a light machine gun, the muzzle of the gun pointed at the puppet soldiers on the ground.

"Who has the blood of his own people on his hands?" Lin Tian asked coldly.

Although the voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by every puppet soldier. Some guilty people suddenly felt their hair stand on end and their faces turned pale.

Lin Tian's words were naturally life-threatening, as everyone knew the policy of the Eighth Route Army.

There is no possibility for the puppet soldiers whose hands are stained with the blood of the Chinese people to survive.

Their battalion commander Wang Jian is a good example.

Looking at Ergouzi lying on the ground, no one stood up to admit it, but their expressions had already betrayed themselves.

The person who had something to hide had turned pale, his lips trembled, and he avoided looking at others.

Among the remaining people, there are still some people who want to get away with it.

Lin Tian naturally has a way to find them out.

He waved to Zhang Laoer, signaling him to come over.

Zhang Laoer remained calm and stood straight in front of Lin Tian.

I have nothing to hide, so of course I am not afraid...

"Sir, I was also forced to come here by Wang Jian. Wang Jian threatened that if I didn't listen to him, he would kill my whole family. I had no choice..."

"Besides, since I put on this dog skin, I have never bullied the common people, let alone you, the superiors."

"Every time we fight, I ask my brothers to fight towards the sky."

"I'm afraid of hurting the officers."

"We are all Chinese, and I hope you can drive the Japanese out of China as soon as possible."

"And I often provide you with information. I now have ten red beans and one black bean on your side."

"Sir, you can check. I, Zhang Laoer, never lied. Otherwise, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death."

Zhang Laoer raised his right hand and swore.

At that time, in order to crack down on traitors and traitors, the Eighth Route Army recorded every traitor in a book and launched a vigorous campaign to eliminate traitors.

If a traitor did a bad thing, he would be given a black bean, and if he did a good thing, he would be given a red bean.

If the recorded number of black beans exceeds a certain number, the traitor must be killed.

For a while, the traitors and traitors were in a panic, which dealt a great blow to their arrogance and forced them to think twice before doing things for their daily lives.

It also made some fence-sitters who wanted to sell out their country and surrender to the enemy shrink their heads.

"Oh?" Lin Tian said after hearing that.

"Zhang Laoer, right? I'll check it out when I get back."

"I don't think you're really willing to risk your life for a simple life. Tell me, who among these people has the blood of ordinary people on their hands, and who has persecuted our comrades."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Laoer pointed his finger at the crowd. The squatting puppet soldiers dodged repeatedly, fearing that they would be pointed at by Zhang Laoer.

Zhang Laoer pointed out more than a dozen puppet soldiers hiding in the crowd.

Some of the people who were pointed out wet their pants, some kowtowed and begged for mercy, and some had dull eyes and mumbled something in their mouths.

It was completely different from the arrogant attitude they had in the past when they bullied ordinary people. It was disgusting to watch.

"The sea!"

"Don't tell me what to do!"

Lin Tian looked down at these idiots lying on the ground crying and begging for mercy, his face full of disdain.

He shouted without looking back.

"Yes! Platoon Leader!"

"Look at it!"

Dahai answered, then smiled sinisterly and took the soldiers in his squad to drag those Ergouzi who were still begging for mercy to the corner.

"Sir, spare my life!"

"We don't dare anymore!"

"Ah, no!"

After a few gunshots, the noisy barking of dogs disappeared...

At this time, out of the 350 people in the puppet cavalry battalion of the entire 72th Mixed Brigade, only 36 people under Zhang Laoer who were not killed were left, and another scattered people.

The others were shot.

Twenty minutes later, the soldiers in the second row had finished cleaning up the battlefield. They loaded their supplies into more than twenty horse-drawn carts and took away almost everything that could be taken away.

Not daring to stay any longer, Lin Tian immediately led his men to retreat.

Zhang Laoer and his group also followed Lin Tian and others timidly.

"What are you following us for, you idiots?"

"Why, do you still want to attack us?"

"Get out of here right now. If you follow us again, I'll shoot you all!"

Dahai picked up a Czech light machine and shouted.

"Sir, we want to follow you too. If we stay here, we will die when the devils come."

Lin Tian heard the sound from behind the team and hurried over.

He scolded, "What's going on? We can't stay, don't you know?"

"The enemy's reinforcements are coming soon, retreat quickly!"

Just as Dahai was about to speak, Zhang Laoer at the side spoke first.

"Sir, we also want to follow you to fight the devils. We are all men of flesh and blood. We are all Chinese. I hate the devils."

"Sir, please accept us. I know we are traitors and lackeys, and we are not worthy of your approval."

"But we are willing to feed the horses and work for you, sir, as long as you can take us in. We don't want to work hard for a living anymore."

"We also want to be an upright Chinese!"