Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

The chosen ambush site was not far from the base, and the team reached the designated location in just one and a half hours.

While commanding the troops to set up the ambush position, Zhang Yuntian led his team back and found Lin Qiang to report: "Platoon leader, the Japanese really took this route. About a squadron of Japanese soldiers are resting in the river ditch five kilometers away. They have trucks and are towing a Type 92 infantry gun!"

When he heard about the artillery, Qiangzi lost his patience and came over and said, "Platoon leader, give me a chance to redeem myself and make meritorious service. I will take my men to get that infantry artillery back!"

Qiangzi is not bragging, he really has this ability, but he has to wait until he fights the Japanese.

If you really want to steal a cannon under the noses of a squadron of Japanese devils, even Yan Shuangying wouldn't be able to do it.

"Shut up!"

Lin Qiang pointed at the incomplete defense and said, "Go do your job!"

As for Qiangzi carrying weapons without permission, Lin Qiang could only let him feed horses for a month. It was not like he was disobeying orders on the battlefield, so he could not really let Qiangzi retreat to the logistics department.

Although this guy is a real warmonger who wants to get anything interesting from the Japanese when he hears about it, he is indeed a good hand at leading troops in battle.

There have been several cases like this where someone brought extra weapons without permission. However, on the battlefield, Qiangzi would never say a word more about the orders given to him. Even if he was asked to be a member of the suicide squad, he would just pick up his gun and fearlessly charge at the Japanese!

Lin Qiang turned to look at Zhang Yuntian and asked, "How far is Hegouzi from the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army's defense zone?"

"It's about three to five kilometers away."

Zhang Yuntian thought carefully and said, "Starting from Hegouzi, it won't take long to reach Wanjia Town."

The Japs have trucks and three-wheeled motorcycles, so it's definitely much faster than walking.

Lin Qiang looked down at the watch on his wrist. It was already afternoon. He estimated that it wouldn't be long before the Japanese would return to the county town.

"Take a few men, bring two Type 99 rifles, and set up an ambush at the corner ahead."

Lin Qiang pointed to a turn leading to the county town and said, "Remember, don't rush to shoot until the Japanese retreat."

Zhang Yuntian nodded and smiled, "I understand. What you mean, Platoon Leader, is that we should catch the Japanese off guard while they are busy escaping and causing them the greatest casualties."

"Yes."

Lin Qiang said, "When people are running for their lives, they only care about the enemies chasing them. Moreover, there has been no gunfire at your location, so the Japanese have no idea there is an ambush there."

Zhang Yuntian exclaimed in astonishment, "Luckily, I knew the situation. Otherwise, I would be your opponent. Oh, no, only someone who can exchange a few moves with you is considered an opponent. If I had become your enemy right then and there, I guess I would have been reborn into a good family by now."

"Go get ready."

Lin Qiang warned, "Remember, if you can't hold on any longer, let the devils go. Killing as many devils as you can will not be worth keeping all of you alive."

"I know that."

Zhang Yuntian looked at the busy soldiers and said, "As the saying goes, if you have green mountains, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood."

After watching the other party leave, Lin Qiang called over Qiangzi, who was working hard, and pointed to a flat area not far away and said, "Place the mortar position there. Firing from that position can blow the Japanese troops from head to toe. Now that we have brought out the shells, let's use them all."

"Yes!"

Qiangzi smiled happily when he received this order. The happiest thing for him in every battle was to seize good things and get the order to fight without restraint.

Originally, he planned to place the mortar position and the heavy machine gun together, so that he could fire a shot, fire a round, fire a shot, fire a round, how exciting it would be!

After bringing several soldiers to the designated mortar position, Qiangzi began to debug the mortar.

One of the soldiers said as he was busy, "I carried the pheasant neck all the way, and in the end, Ermao took advantage of it. If I had known he wanted to carry it, I would have agreed to it."

Another soldier laughed and said, "Whose fault is that? When Ren Ermao offered to share your burden, you acted like you were on guard against thieves and refused to agree. Now you feel better, don't you?"

"Isn't it the same for you?"

"Actually, if you want to catch it, there are ways to do it."

The soldier who spoke first asked, "What's the solution? Tell me!"

"What good will it do to tell me?"

Without saying anything, the soldier pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over: "Is this something you can say?"

After getting the cigarette, he also beat around the bush and said, "It's simple. Go tell Ermao to come over and shoot the cannon while you shoot the pheasant neck. He will definitely agree."

"Fuck you!"

When the soldier realized he was being tricked, he angrily said, "Give me back my cigarette, you little bastard!"

"Well, let's be fair. You cheated me last time, so this time we're even."

After debugging a mortar, Qiangzi said to the two men, "Go, bring all the shells over here."

"Yes!"

At the ambush position, Lin Qiang and Hu Zi lay behind the bunker, observing the situation ahead through binoculars.

The monk became Lin Qiang's bodyguard, and he asked for it on his own initiative. He said that he could fight and kill the Japanese, but he was not good at leading troops.

Lin Qiang just went along with him. After the last operation, he, a platoon leader, also had his own guards.

The first platoon now has guns and food. There are no restrictions on the soldiers at each meal and they can take as much as they can eat.

Look, even when a war was about to break out, the monk was still eating a steamed bun and pickled vegetables with relish. He even picked up the fallen steamed bun crumbs and ate them, not wasting any food at all.

In a short while, the two big buns were eaten. Seeing this, Lin Qiang couldn't help but sigh: "Monk, can't you eat in a more elegant manner? Fortunately, there are no outsiders here. If outsiders had seen it, they would have said that I, Lin Qiang, didn't give you enough to eat!"

"Platoon Leader, this is how I've been eating since I was a kid."

Monk Wei swallowed the food in his mouth, burped, and said, "Platoon Leader, this is not my fault. Zhuzi's steamed buns are delicious. I can eat four or five in one meal and still feel it is not enough."

"Why don't you eat a few more?"

The more the soldiers ate, the more comfortable Lin Qiang felt. At least he could prove that he had given the soldiers a full meal.

The monk was actually a little embarrassed and laughed, "It's not that I don't want to eat more, it's mainly because I'm afraid that if I eat too much, the other brothers will have nothing to eat."

Just as Lin Qiang was about to continue speaking, Hu Zi handed him the binoculars: "Platoon leader, the Japanese are coming!"

Hearing that the Japanese were coming, the monk wiped his hands on the grass beside him, picked up the Garand semi-automatic rifle given to him by Lin Qiang, and prepared for battle.

Lin Qiang picked up the telescope and saw that the Japanese had really come. A three-wheeled motorcycle led the way, followed by a truck.

"Pass my order, prepare for battle!"

"Yes!"

At the mortar position, Qiangzi held a shell in his hand and said coldly, "Remember, the platoon leader's gunshot is the signal. Once the gunshot is heard, the four shells must be fired immediately!"

"The platoon leader said that we have to use up all the ammunition so that everyone has a chance to fire a shot."

The first row was ready for battle, just waiting for the Japanese to fall into the trap prepared for them.

The wait was the longest. During this period, Lin Qiang found that the Japanese were advancing slower and slower. If he had not stopped advancing, he would have thought that the team had been exposed.

Little did they know that the reason why the Japanese were slowing down was because Zheng Qian was carsick and about to vomit, so he had to slow down.

The reason Ono treated him like this was all due to his tributes over the years and his performance at Qian Bojun's camp just now. Otherwise, Ono would never have cared about his life or death.

"Zheng Sang, yours, drink some water and work!"

The Japanese soldier who was in charge of driving the truck had received benefits from Zheng Qian before and was very appreciative of him. Seeing Zheng Qian in so much pain, he took the initiative to hand over his water bottle.

"Thank you, Majesty!"

Zheng Qian forced a smile, opened the kettle and drank a few sips of water, then he felt a little better.

The Japanese troops slowly entered the ambush range. Lin Qiang signaled the monk and Hu Zi to aim at the driver and eliminate the two as soon as possible.

Qiangzi was also paying close attention to the movements of the Japanese. He knew that the platoon leader was about to take action, so he sent the mortar shells into the barrel. As soon as he let go, the mortar would fall towards the Japanese.

Before reaching the best ambush point, the Japanese suddenly stopped the truck. A man rushed out from the passenger seat of the truck, knelt on the ground and vomited violently.

Xiao Ye got off the tricycle, looked down at Zheng Qian, and said dissatisfiedly: "Zheng Sang, don't you know that this is a very easy place to be ambushed? Hurry up and get in the car!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Zheng Qian said yes three times in a row, ignoring his physical discomfort, and went back to the truck.

Just as the Japanese continued to advance for a distance, Lin Qiang suddenly lowered his raised hand: "Shoot!"

Boom!

The two gunshots were the fuse that ignited this war.

This was followed by more and more intense gunfire and the sound of exploding shells.

"Wait for Qiangzi to give the signal. Once the shells are fired, have the brothers greet us with grenades!"