Bright Sword: I am the old squad leader of the Northwest Shanxi Iron Triangle

Chapter 200 We are here to cut off the Japs' retreat

Dozens of tanks and armored vehicles drove into the city.

All the bodies of the Japanese soldiers were gathered together and piled in front of the entrance of the headquarters.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and thick smell of gunpowder.

Wei Dayong took his men to sweep through the Japanese shops.

Any Japanese soldier wearing kimono will be dragged out immediately.

These little Japanese devils usually act so arrogantly, but now they are all wilted.

"Bageyalu, what are you doing?"

"Why are you doing this to us? This is our territory?"

"You lowly Chinese people, what qualifications do you have to treat us like this? You have no other choice but to leave here immediately."

Many Japanese soldiers took out their samurai swords directly. They naively believed that they could fight the Eighth Route Army to the death with their samurai swords.

These Japs thought too simply of the Eighth Route Army.

There is only one way to deal with these stubborn Japanese devils, and that is to kill them in the street.

There was a burst of gunfire in the city.

These people are even more afraid.

Many people didn't even dare to go out.

However, they soon saw through the window that many Japanese corpses were piled at the entrance of the command department.

"Who are these people? They are so ruthless when they beat the Japanese."

"No matter what, these people are here to help us fight the Japanese. After seeing this, I felt very happy."

"For so many years, ever since Young Marshal Zhang led the Northeast Army into the country, we have been forced into a state by the Japanese invaders."

"Young Marshal Zhang led his men into the city, but before Grand Marshal Zhang was killed in the explosion, these Japanese soldiers were constantly causing trouble in the city."

"Now it's good. These little devils have finally received the retribution they deserve. I think most of the little devils in the city are dead. There are at least several thousand dead bodies of little devils in front of the command center."

Everyone was at home, talking in low voices.

They didn't know what kind of army this was that descended from the sky.

However, they could hear that everyone was speaking the Chinese language.

They could also see that everyone was sincere in wanting to kill the Japanese.

More and more Japanese devils were gathered together.

If any Japanese dared to make a sound, they would be stabbed to death or shot dead on the spot.

The Japanese soldiers were all terrified.

This time, these little Japanese devils finally experienced what it felt like to be bullied and ravaged at will.

Although these little devils are doing business in China, they only know how to force purchases and sales.

Gradually, more and more people came out of their homes.

"Don't be afraid, folks. We are here to fight the Japanese. Our team has killed more than 30 Japanese so far."

"My fellow villagers should have heard that we just captured the Japanese army base a month ago, and countless Japanese soldiers were killed in our hands."

"My fellow villagers, we are strong and powerful. We are here to avenge you and to eliminate these little devils."

Milong and his men shouted loudly at these people in Northeastern dialect.

More and more people are leaving their homes and taking to the streets.

Milong led everyone to talk to them enthusiastically.

Mi Lu has more than a dozen brothers under him, all of whom are from Northeast China.

Everyone was chatting enthusiastically, and after a while, they naturally became familiar with each other.

Many fellow villagers directly held Milong’s hand.

They chatted and wiped their tears, and when the fellow villagers met, their eyes were filled with tears.

"My fellow villagers, I, Milong, was also a member of the Northeast Army. Now I have joined the Eighth Route Army and followed them to fight back."

Milong said as he shook the heavy machine gun in his hand, "To be honest, folks, in the most recent battle, I killed more than 1000 devils by myself.

These little devils are nothing special, they are no match for us? "

Soon, Wang Chengzhu and his men used off-road jeeps to pull the wreckage of the Japanese tanks and armored vehicles onto the street.

The wreckage of these tanks and armored vehicles has turned black.

There are also corpses of Japanese soldiers among these tanks and wreckage.

The corpses had been shattered beyond recognition.

The shocking effect of not showing the Japanese corpses and tanks to the people was greater.

In the past, everyone was afraid of the Japanese.

The Japs were showing off their might. These beasts could kill them if they wanted to, or beat them if they wanted to.

But all the villagers did not dare to object.

Any people who dare to resist will inevitably suffer a devastating disaster.

But it's completely different now.

The bodies of the Japanese soldiers in the city were piled up there, there were thousands of them.

Their tanks and armored vehicles were there, and the myth of the invincibility of the Imperial Army was shattered in the hearts of the common people.

The common people finally realized that these little devils were not only viable, but also very easy to defeat.

"We have been looking forward to seeing you back day and night."

"Don't you know how much we have suffered and how many people have died under the butcher knives of those little devils since you left?"

"These little devils are all beasts. They don't even regard us as human beings?"

"Yesterday, many Japanese soldiers killed people in front of us. In the past five days, more than 200 people in the city have been killed by the Japanese soldiers."

Many people wiped their tears as they spoke.

The grievances I suffered over the years turned directly into tears.

Many people also cried loudly, wishing that people like Ling Yunzhi could have arrived earlier.

Their loved ones would not die.

If Ling Yunzhi and his people had been able to wipe out the Japanese earlier, they would not have suffered so much hardship and fatigue.

Milong nodded.

Since the withdrawal of the Northeast Army, the people in the three northeastern provinces have been living like slaves of a conquered nation.

All the grievances burst out at this moment.

If there is one person crying at the scene, it will lead a large group of people to follow suit.

Soon, more and more people burst into tears.

No one tried to dissuade these people, as they knew they needed to be allowed to vent their inner distress.

The only thing that can be done is to let these people have a good cry.

After crying for more than half an hour, the people slowly stopped crying.

Ling Yunzhi walked to the gate of the common people.

All the people could recognize at a glance that Ling Yunzhi must be their leader.

"Sir, I beg you for a favor." Some of the people knelt down in front of Ling Yunzhi.

Slowly, more and more people knelt down in front of Ling Yunzhi.

Ling Yunzhi quickly helped these people up, but as soon as he helped one up, another one knelt down again.

He helped up another one, who knelt down again.

"Fellow villagers, rest assured that we will not leave after we fight back. Not only have we fought back, but we will also annihilate all the Japanese. This time we are here to cut off the Japanese's retreat."