Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

Xu Lang would never let Hu Zi take the risk alone, so he got off the truck and quietly walked along the side of the road.

Hu Zi heard the noise behind him, turned around and saw that it was indeed Xu Lang. He asked, "Didn't I tell you to wait in the car?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Xu Lang responded in a low voice: "Let's go and see what's going on!"

Hu Zi didn't dwell on this matter any further and said to Xu Lang, "Don't shoot yet. Let's find out what's going on first."

Suddenly, a burst of rapid gunfire rang out on the road, accompanied by the wailing of the devils and angry curses.

"Baga! Where did this damn team come from?!"

"Shoot! Shoot!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

A variety of voices kept ringing out, and Hu Zi and Xu Lang couldn't understand what the Japanese were saying, but one thing was certain, this Japanese team was ambushed.

"Why are there other teams around here?"

Xu Lang said doubtfully, "This is close to the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army's defense zone. Logically, there wouldn't be any troops stationed here. Could it be the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army?"

Hu Zi shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. I think it's another team from our group who just happened to pass by here."

Bullets were flying on the road, and Hu Zi didn't dare to show his head out at this time. He was not afraid of being hit by stray bullets, but he was afraid of being mistaken for a Japanese soldier and being targeted by fire.

The Japanese were beaten back step by step, and every time they retreated a distance, they left behind several corpses on the road.

The gunshots gradually subsided, and Hu Zi dared to carefully stick his head out to check the situation.

"Duan Peng?"

After seeing the man who was directing the soldiers to clean up the battlefield, Hu Zi stood up and exclaimed, "Why are you here?"

Hearing Hu Zi's words, Xu Lang also stood up: "So it's our special forces team! I was wondering why the firepower is so strong!"

All members of the special forces team have been equipped with Garand semi-automatic rifles, and with their well-trained combat methods, their combat effectiveness far exceeds that of ordinary platoon-level teams.

Not to mention Duan Peng and several of his team leaders, who were holding Sten submachine guns, which gave them a great advantage in close combat.

The Japanese were forced to flee in panic after just one encounter, which is enough to show how strong the special forces' combat effectiveness is.

Duan Peng took a few steps towards the two men and told them the current situation: "All the Japanese troops in Xiaowangzhuang have been dispatched, and the road back to the base has been occupied by the Japanese. The platoon leader is worried that you will encounter the Japanese, so he sent me to support you."

Xu Lang's heart is still pounding after the sudden encounter with the Japanese just now.

"So what should we do now? We can't just give this car back to the Japs, right?"

The road has been occupied by the Japanese. If we want to drive the car back to the base, we must either lure the Japanese away or completely destroy them.

Duan Peng made a quick decision and asked his team members to bring a pack of explosives: "We can't take it away, but we can't leave it to the devils either."

Seeing Duan Peng wanting to blow up the truck, Hu Zi felt a little reluctant and advised, "It would be such a shame to blow it up! How about this? Xu Lang and I will drive somewhere else. When the Japanese are gone, we will drive the truck back."

"no!"

Duan Peng decisively rejected this idea and said, "My order is to bring you back safely!"

The truck does bring great convenience to the platoon, but this cannot be compared with any soldier in the platoon. This is a choice that does not require any thought.

Seeing that the two still refused to let him take action, Duan Peng had no choice but to express his speculation about the Japanese's actions: "The Japanese have mobilized all the troops in Xiaowangzhuang, and they will not stop for a while. Moreover, their goal is very likely to find our base. Once they find it, they will definitely send a large force to encircle and suppress it."

"How long do you two have to wait to go? Besides, the platoon leader needs you to go back and lead the team and be prepared for a surprise attack by the Japanese!"

Upon hearing that a war was about to begin, Xu Lang immediately switched sides and stood on Duan Peng's side. He also began to persuade Hu Zi: "Hu Zi, listen to Duan Peng! Let's blow this thing up. As long as we're still alive, we can still capture it in the future!"

"Why does this sound so familiar?"

Hu Zi muttered something, then said, "Okay, I'll listen to you!"

At this time, the special forces team members who were cleaning up the battlefield came over and reported: "Captain, the Japanese have organized a small team of troops and are heading towards us!"

Duan Peng ordered them, "Pass the order down. The team will return the same way they came, and one group will stay behind to cover the rear!"

"Yes!"

The team members received the order and left, and soon the special forces team began to retreat.

Duan Peng shouted to the two men, "Retreat, leave the rearguard to Group 1."

Having witnessed the combat effectiveness of the special forces, Hu Zi was no longer worried about whether a small group of troops could safely escape from the hands of the Japanese. He nodded, and after Duan Peng placed the explosive packs, they retreated back to the base along the mountains together.

……

Laiyuan County.

After suffering two major losses at the hands of Lin Qiang, Xiao Ye had never felt so aggrieved after serving in the army for many years.

The enemy was right in front of him, but he had to watch him escape, and in the end he was unable to find where the enemy was hiding. Under the influence of various factors, Ono once fell into madness.

If it weren't for the staff officer Miyazaki's strong objection, Ono would have launched a large-scale sweep around the county town by himself, using the people to force Lin Qiang to show up.

Until now, Ono only knows the name of his opponent and the unit number he belongs to, but has no idea about the specific situation of the team.

At that moment, he was standing at the door of the intelligence department, pointing at the staff in the room and cursing, "You good-for-nothings! So many days have passed, and there's no news about the enemy. What use am I having you for?!"

Since the previous head of the intelligence department apologized, Ono selected a person with some ability to be the head of the department. This person is named Okamoto Nagaken, and he graduated from the same school as Ono.

The two were originally good friends, but at this time, Okamoto Nagaken was bending over and being scolded, not daring to make a sound.

"If there's still no news after three days, Okamoto-kun, don't blame me for not considering our friendship!"

This was a final ultimatum to the entire intelligence department. Okamoto Nagaken knew Ono's temper very well. If he failed to complete the task in three days, the same fate would await him as that of the previous department head.

"Hi!"

Okamoto Nagaken replied in a firm tone, "Please rest assured, Colonel. We will find out the enemy's details within three days!"

The reason for such a firm answer was, on the one hand, that Okamoto did not want to die young, and on the other hand, an Eighth Route Army soldier was captured some time ago and was being held in the dungeon of the gendarmerie.

Okamoto was very confident that he could get something useful out of this person.

Ono snorted coldly: "Humph! It's better this way!"

After saying that, he turned and left. Okamoto didn't dare to stand up until he could no longer hear his footsteps.

After confirming that Ono had left, he began to vent his anger on his men: "Waste! Good-for-nothings! A bunch of pigs!"

"It's all your fault for being so useless! The whole department is being scolded along with you!"

"The Colonel has already said, within three days, no matter what method you use, you must find out the enemy's details. Otherwise, before I commit seppuku, I will order you to accompany me!"

The only sound in the entire department was Okamoto's cursing. Even after he slammed the door and walked out with a document in his hand, his curses were still echoing in the room.

In order to find out the enemy's details within three days, Okamoto once again entered the extremely resisting dungeon.

The moment he stepped into the dungeon, a foul stench hit him in the face. The smell of decay mixed with the smell of blood and dampness almost made him vomit.

Suppressing his nausea and retching, Okamoto went all the way to the deepest part of the dungeon, where the captured Eighth Route Army soldier was imprisoned.

"Open the door, and all of you leave. I have something confidential to ask, and no one is allowed to come near!"

The following questions concerned his own life, and Okamoto did not dare to risk letting others hear them. The intelligence department is a dangerous job, but no one is unwilling to join the intelligence work.

Joining the intelligence department not only means that you don't have to participate in direct confrontations with the enemy, but you can also make a lot of money by taking advantage of your position.

Just find a rich businessman and tell him that you are from the intelligence department, then ask for half of his assets, and he will hand it over obediently.

Anyone who dares to say no will have his family destroyed.

After entering the cell, Okamoto covered his mouth and nose and looked at the Eighth Route Army soldiers who were tortured beyond recognition. He felt quite proud because these were all his masterpieces.

"Have you thought about it? Do you want to cooperate with us?"