The expeditionary force began to dominate Southeast Asia by recruiting defeated soldiers

The earth was shaking violently, as if an ancient giant beast was awakening underground.

The careless Japanese piled up the entire brigade's spare ammunition in the open space in the village, which was easily detonated by the artillery fire of the 1st Battalion, 1st Regiment, of the newly formed 212th Division.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a huge explosion, the air seemed to be torn apart, and a dazzling white light tore through everything.

The ultra-high lumen light signal left a mark on the retinas of everyone around, and countless Japanese soldiers were temporarily blinded.

Flames shot up into the sky, and a huge blast wave uprooted the surrounding wooden or bamboo houses, turning them into countless fragments and dust.

The entire ammunition storage point turned into a hell in an instant. The explosions of thousands of bullets, grenades, and explosives intertwined together, like countless thunders exploding at the same time.

What followed was a huge column of black smoke, and the smoke rose into the sky like a mushroom cloud, rising high into the sky.

Flames danced wildly at the bottom, and thick smoke spread rapidly with the flames. The sky seemed to be covered by thick black clouds, blocking out the sun.

In the rainforest outside the village, a man with a fishing net draped over branches and face painted whispered into a walkie-talkie:

"This is Cave 3. The bombardment has caused the Japanese ammunition depot to explode. Damn, that mushroom cloud is at least 6 or 7 meters high. It's enough to give the Japanese a hard time."

Soon after receiving a report from the frontline scouts, the 1st Battalion Commander halted the bombardment of 12 mortars (two mortars each for the three companies and six mortars for the battalion artillery company, for a total of 12).

After the fierce artillery bombardment, the infantry troops began to move in to clean up the mess.

-----

The fierce bombardment stopped at some point, and Jiro Furui woke up from the brief coma caused by the shock wave of the shell.

When he slowly opened his eyes, the world had become strange and terrifying.

There was dead silence all around, only a buzzing sound in my ears, as if the sounds of heaven and earth were compressed into an endless buzzing.

He was surprised to find that he was still alive, and subconsciously felt his whole body.

Apart from some scrapes and a deep gash on his arm caused by shrapnel, he surprisingly did not suffer any fatal injuries.

You know, the mortar shell just now landed outside the sandbag shelter?

Having survived the disaster, he stood up in a daze and looked around. The sandbag shelter had already collapsed.

The two soldiers who were in charge of operating the Type 99 light machine guns were lying on the ground with blood all over their faces, and their lives or deaths were unknown.

Jiro Furui stood up with difficulty. He opened his mouth and tried to shout, but found that his shouts could not penetrate the buzzing sound in his ears. Even he could not hear what he said. It was as if the whole world was plunged into silent silence.

It wasn't long before the effect of the adrenaline wore off.

Jiro Furui began to feel pain all over his body, especially the wound on his arm that was bleeding profusely, which made him scream in pain.

The severe pain forced him to kneel down on the ground again. Jiro Furui gritted his teeth, fumbled to tear open the clothes of his dead comrade, and tore them into strips.

However, before he could bandage his wounds himself, he was surprised to see several tanks painted in jungle camouflage quietly driving out of the rainforest.

Although the lenses of his glasses were broken, Jiro Furui, with his blurred vision, still felt a sense of suffocation under the pressure of the huge outline of the chariot.

The steel plate of the tank reflected the metallic luster under the light of the flare, and the black muzzle seemed to be pointing at him.

His whole body was stiff, sweat dripped from his forehead, and the scene before him seemed to be frozen, making him breathless.

At this moment, he saw several enemies holding submachine guns and wearing camouflage uniforms filled with branches suddenly appear silently from behind the tank like ghosts.

They moved swiftly like hunters in the jungle, approaching the collapsed sandbag shelter step by step.

Jiro Furui's heartbeat quickened and his mind was in a mess.

He thought of his unfinished plans - leaving the front line, retrieving his savings, returning to the big city to work, marrying Yoko and living an ordinary life.

Driven by fear, he stood up suddenly, raised his hands, and shouted in a hoarse and rapid voice:

"My good citizen. I have never been to the Qian Kingdom to work. I surrendered and worked!"

As soon as a few words of Concordat were shouted out with a strange accent, Lin Laisheng, who had been promoted to squad leader of the reconnaissance squad, immediately stopped waving his hunting knife with his right hand.

He examined the disheveled, trembling Japanese soldier, narrowed his eyes slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then gave new instructions to his comrades behind him in a low voice:

"First see if he has any useful intelligence. Don't rush into it."

According to the pamphlet personally distributed by the time traveler, Division Commander Zhang Chi, Japanese tank crew members, aircraft pilots, mechanics and other technical personnel could be captured "at their discretion" if they surrendered.

Most of the young, student-looking Japanese soldiers had never been to Qian Country, had no blood on their hands, were less brainwashed by the "Bushido" spirit, and were not tight-lipped after being captured. They could also be used to torture prisoners for intelligence "as appropriate."

On the contrary, the older-looking sergeants (equivalent to staff sergeants), sergeants (sergeants), and corporals (corporal) who have many years of service experience usually have "Bushido" in their heads and usually have a lot of blood debts of the Qian people on their hands.

Not only would these veteran Japanese soldiers not reveal any information after being captured, they would also try to resist at any time. They were the most stubborn enemies. Zhang Chi's advice to them in the booklet was to "deal with them on the spot."

-----

Before Lin Laisheng could utter the classic line: "There is an old saying that goes, 'He who knows the current affairs is a hero.'"

Jiro Furui immediately spilled the beans, revealing his name, length of service, and unit number.

"That's enough. This Japanese guy is so scared that he almost peed his pants." Lin Laisheng took back the hunting knife that was on Gujing Jilang's finger, took out a rope and tied Gujing Jilang tightly.

"It's just right to send it back to give those guys in the newly formed intelligence department some practice, hehehe."

Another soldier from the reconnaissance squad laughed maliciously.

Since the reconnaissance squad often had to serve as a "teller" on the battlefield, Zhang Chi's newly established intelligence department worked closely with the regiments and battalions of the 212th Division. The reconnaissance squads provided various captured Japanese soldiers for the intelligence personnel to practice their skills.

Soon, Jiro Furui was transferred to a torpedo boat. He was tied up tightly and could only watch helplessly as the soldiers of the 212th Division were busy around him.

On the other side, the 1st Battalion of the 1st Regiment of the 212th Division and the remaining Japanese soldiers engaged in a fierce battle in the village.

The Japanese's bayonet skills, which they were proud of, were completely useless in the face of a storm of fire from semi-automatic rifles, submachine guns, and shotguns.

Not to mention that the 1st Battalion also has the LVT-A1 tanks of the amphibious mechanized company to provide support.

Although this thin-skinned but large-filled tank did not have much advantage in tank duels, it showed its might as a tank when facing the Japanese who only had machine guns.

Before dawn, a battalion of more than 800 Japanese soldiers was completely defeated under the attack of the 1st Battalion, and only more than 200 Japanese soldiers finally escaped.