Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

Just as the Japanese captain was dealing with Gu Changfeng, Xiao Wu and the others had already walked behind the Japanese.

The Japanese soldiers in the front thought it was friendly support and did not say anything.

Soon, Gu Changfeng roared angrily and slapped Chi Yong several times.

Captain Chiyong didn't dare to say anything and just kept bowing his head and taking the beating.

He felt ashamed of what Gu Changfeng said. With just such a small number of Chinese people, the fight ended in a stalemate!

Gu Changfeng glanced at Xiaowu and the others, and seeing that they were ready, he gave Zhao Ziqing a subtle wink.

Zhao Ziqing understood and secretly touched his waist.

"Bang bang!" Gu Changfeng fired the first shot, killing Yong and the lieutenant next to him.

Zhao Ziqing quickly drew his gun and shot at the surrounding Japanese soldiers. The distance was so close that it was hard to miss.

Captain Chiyong died unjustly, and he kept bowing and apologizing until his death.

At the same time, Xiaowu and the others also took action, firing at the Japanese on the position.

"Da da da." The sound of the Type 99 rifle was like a death warrant, constantly taking the lives of the Japanese soldiers.

Many Japanese soldiers never understood until their death why their friendly forces attacked them.

"Boom!" The artillerymen hanging behind also took action. The shells hit the Japanese positions, and another seven or eight Japanese died instantly!

There were not many people around Captain Chi Yong, only about ten people. Before they could recover from the shock, they were wiped out by Gu Changfeng and the other two.

The moment Gu Changfeng took action, Liu Dazhuang aimed at the Japanese machine gunner, but the Japanese machine gunner didn't fire a single shot.

"Baga, fight back, fight back, they are Chinese impersonators."

A sergeant yelled.

"You're screaming and yelling, you're not a good Japs." Liu Dazhuang said as he shot the sergeant in the head.

Gu Changfeng and the other man also took back their rifles and began to snipe the Japanese soldiers on the position.

The battalion commander of the Kuomintang army on the opposite side was shocked.

"Why are the Japs fighting among themselves?" he muttered.

The distance between the two sides was only a few hundred meters, and he relied on simple fortifications to fight back, but he did not expect that the Japanese would suddenly start fighting among themselves.

He thought he would have to fight the Japanese to the death today.

"Battalion Commander, what should we do now? Should we let the soldiers charge forward?" asked the company commander anxiously.

The Nationalist battalion commander hesitated, looked at it for a while, and then gritted his teeth and said, "Blow the charge horn and kill the devils in front of us first."

On Gu Changfeng's side, the two men had already taken back the rifles. At this time, the power of the three rifles was undoubtedly revealed, and a Japanese soldier exploded in a few seconds.

The Japanese soldiers who were still alive on the battlefield were terrified.

Soon, the National Army began to counterattack, and the Japanese on the position were gradually losing their vitality under the attack from both sides.

After all the Japanese soldiers were killed, Xiaowu began to confront the Kuomintang soldiers.

Without Gu Changfeng's order, he didn't dare let the Kuomintang soldiers pick up the weapons.

Fortunately, everyone spoke the same way and remained restrained, otherwise an exchange of fire would have broken out long ago.

"I'm Dai Cheng, the battalion commander. Which unit are you from? Why are you wearing Japanese uniforms?"

The Kuomintang battalion commander came over and asked Xiaowu.

Xiao Wu said proudly: "If I wasn't wearing devil's clothes, would I be able to kill these devils so quickly?"

Dai Cheng suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Come to think of it, it was true. If these people hadn't suddenly launched a sneak attack, it wouldn't have been so easy to wipe out a squadron of Japanese devils.

"Okay, Xiaowu, put down your guns!" Gu Changfeng said lightly.

Xiao Wu said, "Brother Gu, their guns are still pointed at us!"

Dai Cheng was even more embarrassed. He waved his hands to let his men put down their guns and said to Gu Changfeng, "Brother Gu, thank you for your support. Which unit are you from?"

Gu Changfeng didn't want to pay attention to him. It was always the same question, nothing new.

Zhao Ziqing smiled and said, "Former Major Battalion Commander of the Central Army, Zhao Ziqing."

"It turns out that he is a brother from the Central Army."

Dai Cheng's smile did not diminish. He just noticed that although this group of people was not large in number, their fighting power was terrifyingly strong.

There were only a few dozen people, but they had 9 Type 2 light rifles and grenade launchers. They didn't look like fleeing soldiers at all.

Gu Changfeng just wanted to save people and had no interest in these people. Seeing that the special forces had returned, he gave orders.

"Xiaowu, lead the team to change their clothes first. We should evacuate."

Xiao Wu nodded. He had just collected all the good stuff, and the only things left on the battlefield were things he didn't want.

After hearing Gu Changfeng's instructions, he led the team towards the hillside.

The Kuomintang soldiers glared at him but dared not say anything.

Dai Cheng certainly noticed it, and although he was jealous, the spoils of war basically belonged to others, so what could he say about just taking some weapons and ammunition?

"Captain Dai, we still have a mission to complete, so we will retreat first." Zhao Ziqing smiled and waved his hand, then followed Gu Changfeng away.

Dai Cheng waved his hands, feeling very shocked. When did the Central Army train such a team?

However, he didn't hear clearly the word "original" when Zhao Ziqing introduced it.

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"Where do we go next?"

Zhao Ziqing followed aimlessly and asked impatiently.

Gu Changfeng signaled everyone to stop, then took out a map and pointed to the areas of Xiaokunshan and Fengjing Town.

"There are devils in these places, and where there are devils, we must transport food and weapons."

Zhao Ziqing frowned: "You mean to disguise yourself and sneak in, then steal the Japanese weapons?"

Gu Changfeng replied: "Let's give it a try. With the firepower of our special forces, as long as we don't confront the Japanese head-on, there will be basically no problem."

Zhao Ziqing had a new understanding of Gu Changfeng's boldness, and a hint of bitterness rose in his heart.

Xiao Wu was very excited and said to Gu Changfeng, "This is good. With our firepower, we will be fine even if we encounter a Japanese squadron."

"We don't have to fight head-on. Two of our team members were injured just now. Let's be more careful next time."

Gu Changfeng warned.

In the evening, the special forces team, after resting for an afternoon, set off in high spirits.

They were already close to the area occupied by the Japanese, and everyone changed into the Japanese's shit-yellow clothes.

Gu Changfeng looked perfectly at home with a major's saber slung over his shoulder.

"Report to Commander Gu, there are Japanese military vehicles passing ahead, and our people have already spotted them."

A soldier from the reconnaissance squad ran back to report.

Gu Changfeng was shocked and said, "Let's go and take a look."

His purpose this time was to get the Japanese ammunition and food.

Of course, if you have the chance, it would be nice to get some points.

Not long after, a group of people lay on the earthen slope far away from the road, watching the Japanese military vehicles passing by from afar.

"Captain Gu, the Japanese just sent six or seven military vehicles past. Judging from the situation, they should be troop carriers."

The scout who stayed behind to observe reported.

"Changfeng, what should we do now? What are the Japanese trying to do by making such a big move?" Zhao Ziqing asked.

Gu Changfeng thought about it carefully, then suddenly realized and slowly said a few words.

"The Japs are attacking Fengjing Town."

"This..." Zhao Ziqing didn't know what to say. With so many devils, they couldn't afford to offend them.

Fengjing Town fell on November 11th. Now that the battle is fierce, it is understandable that the Japanese sent troops to provide support.

Gu Changfeng observed carefully with a telescope. After the last Japanese military vehicle had passed by, he let out a sigh and said.

"Twenty-three in total. The Japs are spending a lot this time."

Zhao Ziqing said worriedly: "Fengjing Town is in danger, should we..."

Gu Changfeng shook his head and said directly: "I'll go look somewhere else, you guys continue to watch here."