A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

Dazhai Town, the command post of the Japanese battalion.

"Where did these Eighth Route Army soldiers come from? How could they be so arrogant? This is outrageous."

The Japanese captain Jingbian slammed the table angrily.

The teapots and teacups on the table all jumped up, then spun and fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

Before leading his troops to Xiaogu Village, Jiro Ogawa did not forget to send a signalman to the brigade headquarters to deliver a message.

What they didn't know was that the ambush in Xiaogu Village had actually ended when the Japanese soldier who delivered the letter arrived at the battalion headquarters.

The Fourth Battalion fought with such efficiency and speed, it was like lightning.

"Bah-ga!"

The Japanese captain Jingbian clenched his fists in anger.

Since their infantry battalion was stationed in Dazhai Village, the well has never been provoked like today.

Whether it was militia or bandit forces, anyone who saw them would have to stay away from them. Who would dare to provoke them? Not to mention dare to attack them.

"Watanabe-kun, Matsuo-kun, Kinoshita-kun, what do you think?"

Seeing the captain getting angry, the Japanese soldiers standing nearby held their breath nervously, lowered their heads and said nothing.

It was not until the Japanese captain asked them that the Japanese soldier named Watanabe raised his head.

Speaking of this devil's surname, it's quite strange.

It is said that the devils did not have surnames in the past. Later they thought it was inconvenient to have no surnames, so they borrowed surnames from ancient China and came up with a set of their own.

It is well known that the Japanese are rather casual.

This resulted in many Japanese soldiers not knowing who their biological fathers were.

So the places that the Japanese mothers thought were most likely to give birth to Japanese were used as surnames.

Of course, these places are also all-encompassing and varied, such as the ferry, the edge of the well, the bottom of the well, under the tree, at the end of the pine tree, etc.

Watanabe stood up.

In fact, he was the deputy captain of this Japanese infantry battalion and the second-in-command, but he was frightened and silent in front of the captain, not even daring to breathe.

"Captain, I believe the Eighth Route Army is well prepared. This is most likely a trick they use to lure the enemy away from their territory."

"If we rush to the small isolated village to provide support, the Eighth Route Army will definitely send other troops to attack our brigade headquarters..."

He glared at the person at the well.

"Watanabe, are the Eighth Route Army really that bold?"

"Yes, I heard that the Eighth Route Army is best at besieging a point and attacking reinforcements, and is good at guerrilla warfare, ambushes, and surprise attacks. This must be a conspiracy against us."

"Inoue Sanjushi and Ogawa Jiro's two infantry squadrons have already joined together. I think this is enough to deal with the Eighth Route Army. All we have to do is guard the battalion headquarters and wait and see what happens."

"Matsuo, Kinoshita, do you two think so too?"

Jingbian turned his gaze to the two Japanese infantry captains standing next to him.

"us……"

Before the two Japanese infantry captains could speak, hurried footsteps were heard in the yard, accompanied by anxious shouts.

"Tai, Tai, Taijun! It's bad! The Eighth Route Army is attacking us."

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Jingbian was shocked and quickly led the Japanese soldiers to the yard of the brigade headquarters.

"Boom! Boom! Boom—"

Suddenly, the sound of artillery fire came from the south of the Japanese battalion headquarters.

"Taijun, our battalion headquarters was attacked by the Eighth Route Army. Please save us, Taijun."

The one who came to the Japanese battalion headquarters for help was the puppet army battalion commander, a bald, fat traitor.

Wellside didn't make a decision immediately.

"Everyone, now you make the decision. Should we support the puppet army camp or the small isolated village first?"

Just as a group of Japanese soldiers were standing in the yard anxiously discussing countermeasures, Zheng Kaixuan, holding an eight-fold telescope, saw everything that happened in the Japanese battalion headquarters.

"Wow! Three captains and a major! Damn it! I'm going to get rich!"

A captain is usually a squadron leader or deputy battalion leader in the Japanese army. Of course, there are many Japanese soldiers with the rank of lieutenant who can also serve as a squadron leader. There is no fixed rule for this.

Zheng Kaixuan saw it clearly. Three of the Japanese soldiers had red tweed on their shoulders, and a ribbon with three stars on it, indicating the rank of captain.

There was also a Japanese soldier with two golden bars and a golden five-pointed star on his shoulder strap, which meant he was a major, and he was most likely the captain of this Japanese infantry battalion.

Zheng Kaixuan quickly asked someone to bring his modified ninth-level Triumph mortar and set it up on the hillside.

Just now, he had used the confiscated telescope to observe the distance between the small isolated village and the Japanese battalion headquarters, which was about 3.6 kilometers!

The effective range of the ninth-level Triumph mortar is five kilometers, which is no problem at all.

After all, it was the mortar he had modified himself, and Zheng Kaixuan was more familiar with it than anyone else.

Even if Wang Chengzhu were to fire this cannon, he might not be able to fire it better than him.

While ordering the Fourth Battalion to advance quickly towards the Japanese battalion headquarters, he quickly adjusted the mortar's firing elevation and shooting parameters.

Zheng Kaixuan loaded six shells into the rear of the barrel, and the six 110mm caliber barrels pointed diagonally towards the sky, aiming at the Japanese battalion headquarters.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Six loud noises like thunderclaps resounded through the sky.

"Little Japs! Die!"