I used the Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) to fight the Japanese.

The shooting angle on the second floor was blocked, but not on the roof. Although the accuracy was a bit poor due to the lack of live ammunition training, a machine gun is a machine gun. With the guns firing from above, a large number of Japanese and puppet troops blocking the door fell down immediately!

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The dense barrage of bullets covered the entire area, and the Japanese soldiers were momentarily overwhelmed and unable to breathe!

"Report! All the firepower has been taken over by the enemy. We can't break through for the time being!" A Japanese soldier reported to Kato Taka.

"Damn it! The Chinese have absolutely no conscience!" Kato, hiding against the wall near the bunker, raised his binoculars to look at the rooftop. Two machine guns lashed down like two fiery snakes in his field of vision, and a deep sense of powerlessness rose within him.

"Blow open the gate with grenades and take back the pillbox!" Kato ordered. He didn't even dare look at his soldiers after giving the order; blowing up the gate amidst a deluge of fire was clearly a death trap. This was the Chinese way of fighting before, and now it was their turn!

It's all that Chief Ma's fault! No wonder he brought meat and vegetables so early in the morning, it was all an act! But could those dozen or so servants really kill so many imperial soldiers? How did they do it?

"Huh? Yes!" The Japanese soldiers were also stunned when they received such an order. Now, the few Japanese soldiers and the scattered puppet troops were all scattered in the dead corners of the bunkers or sandbag fortifications and dared not show their faces. Sending these people out to throw grenades was obviously courting death. However, his military discipline made him dare not disobey his superior's decision. It seemed that only by blowing open the door could there be a glimmer of hope.

"Boom boom boom!"

Soon, grenades exploded near the pillbox, raising a cloud of dust. The open space was covered by bullets. These Japanese and puppet troops dodged and threw grenades at the same time, and their aim was naturally not very good!

The Japanese soldiers were somewhat better; at least they could throw grenades near the gate. Those puppet troops were just wasting ammunition! They hid and dared not come out. They were lucky if they didn't hit themselves when they blindly threw grenades through the cover!

Even so, several puppet troops were still lost. Four machine guns were positioned high up, and bullets rained down like a storm. Any slight movement would result in death or injury without any room for negotiation!

"Yamafuji-kun, this way! Come in from this direction!"

Just as the Japanese and puppet troops downstairs were at a loss, a familiar voice came from the kitchen doorway on the side of the pillbox, which was originally blocked by a large cart loaded with vegetables. Ma Baozhang, looking disheveled, poked his head out from a pile of vegetables and shouted at them!

"Hmm?... Alright! Go in through the kitchen door! Once we get in, taking back the pillbox will be a piece of cake!" Yamato grabbed at the last straw!

"Sir, be careful! It might be a trap!" Wu Erdan, the puppet army platoon leader, who was not far away, glanced at the scene with a gloomy expression and shouted a warning.

"Huh?...What do you mean?..." Yamato was very confused. He had finally found a route to attack, so why was this guy blocking his way?

"Sir, don't forget that it was he who led a dozen servants in early this morning that caused us to lose the watchtower. The Japanese lord inside is probably all dead!" Wu Erdan said solemnly.

"Huh?..." Yamato broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this! Inside, besides the three puppet army cooks, there was only Ma Baozhang and the group of servants he brought in. The three puppet army cooks obviously couldn't have done something so serious! Then Ma Baozhang, who usually treated them, the Imperial Army soldiers, like masters, was highly suspicious! What was his intention in opening the door at this moment?

"...So what should we do now?..." With his last hope extinguished, the usually arrogant Shan Teng suddenly lost his mind and actually asked the puppet army what to do.

"Hmm?...This...The best thing to do now is to try to notify the nearby Japanese officers to come and provide reinforcements...or...to simply retreat!" Wu Erdan was also taken aback, never expecting that Yamato Yoru would ask him for advice one day! But now is not the time to be smug; resolving the immediate trouble is the right thing to do!

In fact, they had wanted to retreat for a long time! As soon as the gunshots rang out from inside the pillbox, he had the idea of ​​retreating. The Japanese didn't realize that he, a Chinese who had grown up listening to the Three Kingdoms opera, knew perfectly well that this was a coordinated attack from the inside and outside! The fact that the enemy had captured the pillbox meant that they had lost this battle!

He was just very curious about who the person inside was. He simply couldn't believe it was just a mere headman like Ma!

"Retreat?...Baka! When has the Imperial Japanese Army ever retreated after entering the mainland?" Yamato roared angrily! His perfectly good pillbox had been captured by a group of the most inconspicuous servants, how could he be willing to just leave like that?

"Sir! Turn around and look at how many men we have left? How many Imperial Army soldiers are left? If we don't retreat now, we might not be able to leave!" Wu Erdan cursed the Japanese soldiers inwardly for being so ignorant of the times. What kind of world is this, still acting so arrogant? They don't even know how to count!

"..." Yamato looked around and his heart sank. Most of their Imperial Army soldiers were on duty in the blockhouses. Now, apart from the four in the two bunkers, there were only him and two other officers left. Even if you included the puppet troops, there were only a dozen or so left. This battle was over!

Retreat! Retreat to the nearest stronghold, fetch reinforcements, and take this place back! A mere dozen or so servants, how could they possibly be a match for the Imperial Japanese Army?

But we need to collect some interest first!

He took the rifle from the soldier next to him, peeked at Ma Baozhang who was waving to them, took a deep breath, and fired a shot!

"boom!"

As he was shouting, Chief Ma collapsed, falling headfirst from the cart, his eyes wide open as blood gushed from his forehead. He died without understanding why he had died at the hands of the Japanese.

"Withdraw!" Yamato gave the order with great reluctance, glancing at the pillbox once more.

The surviving puppet troops finally received the order to retreat. They turned around and ran away without thinking of anything else, wishing they had more legs!

……

On the top of the pillbox, Zhao Mancang was startled to see the Japanese soldiers about to flee. There must still be Japanese strongholds nearby, and it would be disastrous if the Japanese brought reinforcements to launch a counterattack! After all, cleaning up the battlefield would take a lot of time, and there were still those silver dollars from Ma Baozhang's family that couldn't be wasted!

"The Japanese are retreating! Quickly send them away!" Zhao Mancang shouted, pulled a grenade from a Japanese corpse, removed the pin, and threw it far away with force.

Everyone immediately understood and quickly found grenades to throw into the distance.

"Boom boom boom!"

The grenade exploded in mid-air, and shrapnel fell like petals into the fleeing crowd, leaving behind a large number of corpses!

"Alright! Stop fighting! Clean up the battlefield and blow up the pillbox, the Japanese reinforcements are coming soon!" Zhao Mancang gave the urgent order as he watched a dozen or so Japanese and puppet troops flee in panic like fish that had slipped through the net.

It has been almost half an hour since the gunshots rang out. If, as some guesses suggest, there are special facilities belonging to the Japanese nearby, they really don't have much time left!