Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

If Harahira Koizumi had not competed with Lin Qiang, he would not have dissuaded Hirano Wataru from pushing all the teams forward a distance.

Perhaps Yuanping Koizumi was afraid of death. I knew that the independent battalion's howitzers had not yet fired. If the independent battalion's forward positions were so easy to seize, it would not have taken eight attacks to force back the Eighth Route Army.

Just as Hirano Wataru was hesitating, Haradaira Koizumi emphasized again: "Hirano-kun, that independent battalion seems to be retreating, but in fact it seems to be deliberately luring us deeper. We must be on guard!"

Hirano Wataru was displeased and snorted, "Yuanping-kun, are you frightened by the Eighth Route Army? Are we, the locusts, going to stop moving forward out of fear?"

Harahira Koizumi said anxiously: "Hirano-kun, this is a tactical consideration, not fear."

Hirano Wataru waved his hand dismissively: "Yuan Pingjun, you are too cautious. Lin Qiang's independent battalion is far more powerful than other Eighth Route Army units, but he can't have unlimited ammunition. The fact that we can seize his frontier position is the best proof!"

Harahira Koizumi wanted to persuade him again, but Hirano Wataru had already impatiently ordered the entire army to speed up. Harahira Koizumi sighed helplessly and could only follow the main force.

At this time, on the independent battalion side, Lin Qiang was closely observing the movements of the Japanese army through a telescope. Seeing that the Japanese army was advancing as expected, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He used the intercom to give orders to the company commanders: "The fish has taken the bait. Remember, reel it in slowly and reel it in at the end."

Only by luring the Japanese army here can the special forces avoid being disturbed by the Japanese when they take action.

In fact, whether it is the special forces or Yamamoto Ikki's special forces, their abilities are different, but the essence is the same, they are all lurking and assault operations.

Once such a team encounters a large force, it will just be a lone wolf with sharper teeth, and death is only a matter of time.

Lin Qiang lured the Japanese army here, so even if the Japanese wanted to send troops to reinforce the transport team, they could intercept them with howitzers.

I can’t say how good the effect is, but at least it can buy me a lot of time.

After receiving the order, the company commanders commanded the soldiers in an orderly manner to pretend to retreat. Seeing this, the Japanese army accelerated their march, and Hirano Wataru showed a smug expression on his face.

At the same time, the special forces of the independent battalion quietly approached the Japanese transport team.

The guerrillas who had reported to Lin Qiang returned to the team. The captain looked at the special forces in strange attire and whispered, "Erdan, who are these people?"

"Oh, you mean them."

Erdan said with some pride, "This is our independent battalion's special forces, our ace troops. The battalion commander specially sent them to help us."

Lin Qiang did not tell Erdan what the Japanese were transporting. He thought the special forces were only there to help end the battle.

At this time, Duan Peng took off his gas mask and walked over: "Hello, I am Duan Peng, the captain of the independent battalion special forces."

"Guerrilla leader, Wang Biao."

"Hello, Captain Wang."

Duan Peng said politely, "The situation is urgent. I don't have time to explain anything to you. Now you should lead the guerrillas and militia to evacuate quickly. The Japanese army will arrive at any time."

"This……"

Wang Biao wanted to say something, but when he saw the assault rifle in Duan Peng's hand, he swallowed his words and changed the subject, "Okay, then you must be careful. We don't know what the Japanese are transporting. We just blew up one of them, and they still don't dare to get close to the truck."

Upon hearing this, Duan Peng's face changed: "Captain Wang, you and the militia soldiers have always been in the upper hand?"

Wang Biao thought about it carefully and replied, "That's right. I haven't changed my position since the battle started. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me because this position is the easiest escape route."

These words made Duan Penggao look at the other person. Someone who could plan the retreat route before the battle began was definitely a good commander.

Retreating is not fear, and fighting to the death is not bravery. It all depends on the situation.

Duan Peng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If that's the case, then everyone, retreat quickly. Remember, no matter what happens, don't come back, even if we are surrounded by the Japanese. Also, always retreat along the upwind direction."

Wang Biao seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter. As a member of the anti-Japanese war team, he wanted to stay and do his bit to help, but reason told him that staying would only hinder them.

"Brother Duan Peng, see you later!"

"See you later!"

After the guerrillas and militia retreated, Duan Peng put on his gas mask again and made a series of combat deployments.

The special forces quickly dispersed into small groups and surrounded the Japanese transport team from four directions.

Duan Peng observed the Japanese soldiers in the transport team through the scope and found that they seemed extremely nervous, their eyes looking at the damaged truck from time to time.

Following Duan Peng's order, the special forces launched an attack at the same time. For a moment, gunfire rang out and the Japanese transport team was thrown into chaos.

But no Japanese soldier attempted to get close to the truck, instead they moved further and further away.

At this time, Duan Peng realized something was wrong, but without observing more information, he couldn't make a judgment.

The special forces were gradually approaching, and suddenly a Japanese soldier rushed towards a truck like crazy, trying to detonate the items on the truck.

Duan Peng was quick-witted and shot those devils dead with one shot.

Fortunately, when Duan Peng discovered something was wrong, he was particularly careful, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Seeing that their plan had failed, the Japanese soldiers in the transport team still wanted to retake the trucks, but the special forces had already taken the initiative, and it was impossible for the remaining Japanese soldiers to do so.

Duan Peng took a look at the things in the truck compartment and immediately ordered: "Group two, group three, quickly eliminate the remaining devils, and group one and four will be responsible for carrying them!"

"Yes!"

There wasn't much on the truck. Apart from a damaged ammunition box, there were five intact ones and two mortars of a special caliber.

Duan Peng didn't leave any of these things behind and took them all away.

Groups 2 and 3 quickly ended the battle and blew up the Japanese truck before leaving.

As soon as the special forces left, the Japanese army arrived at the scene. All that was left was a burning truck and Japanese corpses scattered all over the ground.

"idiot!"

"You guys give chase quickly, I'll report to the brigade commander!"

When Hirano Wataru learned that the transport team had been attacked and the supplies had been looted, he flew into a rage and roared at Harahira Koizumi: "It's all your fault for blocking the advance! Otherwise, how could this happen?"

Harahira Koizumi tried to defend himself but was yelled at to shut up.

At this moment, Hirano Wataru knew that the things must have been stolen by Lin Qiang, and it was absolutely impossible to get them back.

"Yuan Pingjun, you are right."

Harahira Koizumi was bewildered by the sudden change in attitude. He only heard Hirano Wataru mutter to himself, "Lin Qiang really did lure me forward, then sent the special forces to steal our secret weapon."

"Lord Yuanping, order the troops to retreat. We will give up the attack."

Harahira Koizumi was about to ask why, but Hirano Wataru walked away as if he had lost his soul and said, "If you don't want to be killed by your own biological weapons, then please order a retreat."

"Hirano-kun, what are you doing..."

Hirano Wataru stopped and said with his back to Haradaira Koizumi, "Commander Okamura Neiji spent two years developing these weapons, and now they're all lost in my hands before they can even be used."

"I am a sinner."

"All that's left for me is to commit seppuku."