The War of Resistance Against Japan: Special Operations Battalion Traverses Shanghai and Slaughters

So the convoy slowly drove into the city gate, and after the last truck crossed the gate...

The MG42 machine gun at the rear of the vehicle suddenly opened fire fiercely on the Japanese soldiers outside the city.

At the same time, the tarpaulins of more than a dozen trucks were suddenly ripped open, and the soldiers inside opened fire wildly on the surrounding Japanese soldiers.

"Da da da... hiss hiss hiss..."

Because the Eighth Route Army had been repelled and it was a supply convoy entering the city, the Japanese soldiers were not on guard at the moment.

Therefore, when they were caught off guard by the attack, many Japanese soldiers were hit by bullets and fell down before they could react.

The Japanese battalion commander left only one company of soldiers in the city, and most of them were concentrated on the north gate for defense.

Half of the more than one hundred Japanese soldiers were first taken down by machine guns and submachine guns, and the rest were just preparing to counterattack.

As a result, mortar shells from the truck followed one after another.

"Boom boom boom..."

Sixteen mortars each sought out and fired at their targets.

Within a minute, more than a dozen volleys of shells were fired, totaling more than two hundred shells, in addition to the continuous firing from the soldiers on the vehicle.

The Japanese soldiers near the North Gate were quickly wiped out.

After realizing something was wrong, the Japanese soldiers outside the city tried desperately to rush into the city.

However, the Japanese soldiers could not get close at all. Despite their repeated attacks, they fell in rows amidst the roar of the MG42 machine gun.

At this moment, the machine gun truly resembled a chainsaw, mercilessly reaping the Japanese soldiers.

Before long, a large number of Japanese soldiers' corpses were piled up at the city gate.

At this moment, the soldiers on the truck ahead, after eliminating the nearby Japanese soldiers, quickly got off and split into two teams.

One team continued searching into the city, while the other team, led by Xie Qiang, climbed the city wall and began eliminating the Japanese soldiers outside the city.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers and the soldiers of the First and Second Regiments who had just pretended to retreat quickly turned back and surrounded the Japanese soldiers outside the city.

The seven or eight hundred Japanese soldiers who came out of the city to meet the enemy were attacked from both inside and outside the city.

They were completely unable to withstand the attack. As the number of casualties continued to rise, the last hundred or so Japanese soldiers actually raised their loincloths and asked to surrender.

"Damn it, that's strange. How come the Japanese devils in Shanxi surrendered so easily?"

Xie Qiang lay on the city wall fortifications, looking at the Japanese soldiers who had raised their hands in surrender, and couldn't help but ask a question.

Questions are questions, but there's no time to explore them now.

Xie Qiang then ordered, "Notify the first and second regimental commanders to hold the Japanese prisoners in custody and await instructions from the corps commander."

After saying that, Xie Qiang waved his hand and said, "Let's go and wipe out the remaining enemies in the city."

With the division commander leading the charge, the soldiers' morale was exceptionally high.

But everyone was worried about Xie Qiang's safety, so they rushed to him in a flash, protecting their commander as they went.

They had only advanced about two hundred meters when they suddenly heard shouts of battle coming from not far away.

Then, a dozen or so Japanese soldiers came running toward them in a panic, followed by a large group of soldiers in Nationalist army uniforms who were desperately chasing after them.

Xie Qiang noticed that these Nationalist soldiers were strange; they were not wearing military caps, and their uniforms were filthy.

The key point is that of this large group of Nationalist soldiers, only the first dozen or so had guns, while the rest were all unarmed.

Xie Qiang raised his gun and ordered, "Kill these Japanese devils."

"Bang bang bang..."

After a burst of gunfire, all of the dozen or so Japanese soldiers were killed.

Upon hearing the gunshots, the Nationalist soldiers behind them instinctively dropped to the ground.

When they saw that all the Japanese soldiers in front of them had been killed, these Nationalist soldiers asked loudly.

"We are Nationalist soldiers captured by the Japanese. May I ask what unit you are? Nationalist Army or Eighth Route Army?"

Xie Qiang listened, gave a wry smile, and replied.

"We are the Eighth Route Army and the Longyan Unit. Don't be afraid, come over here."

Upon hearing that it was the Eighth Route Army and the Longyan troops, the Kuomintang soldiers hurriedly stood up and ran over.

One of the men, about 1.8 meters tall, in his twenties, and with a burly and robust build, walked straight up to Xie Qiang.

He noticed that although he had never seen Xie Qiang and his men's uniforms before, Xie Qiang's shoulder insignia was a five-star.

He stepped forward, saluted, and said, "Sir, we have killed all the Japanese soldiers in the city, including their captain."

Xie Qiang could only describe these Nationalist soldiers as slovenly; they were not only filthy but also emitted a pungent stench.

Moreover, everyone looked pale and thin, some even skin and bones, clearly suffering from severe malnutrition.

Xie Qiang first ordered the soldiers beside him, "Go and check again to make sure that not a single Japanese soldier escapes."

"Yes……"

After the soldiers left, Xie Qiang asked.

"You mean they were Nationalist soldiers captured by the Japanese?"

The group of Nationalist soldiers all nodded. The man, who was probably their leader, explained to Xie Qiang.

“We were from the 27th Division of the 26th Route Army of the National Revolutionary Army. At the end of October last year, during the Battle of Xinkou, our division was defeated by the Japanese Sakata Regiment and then we were captured by the Japanese.”

Xie Qiang nodded: "I see. What's your name?"

"Reporting, sir, I am Sergeant Wei Dayong."

This answer almost made Xie Qiang's jaw drop. He stared wide-eyed and asked.

"What? You're Wei Dayong? Did you spend ten years as a monk at Shaolin Temple? They all call you Monk Wei, and you even have ordination scars on your head."

Xie Qiang's question left Monk Wei completely bewildered.

"Sir, do you recognize me?"

Xie Qiang realized he had lost his composure and quickly composed himself, thinking to himself.

Damn it, I don't just know you, I practically know you all too well.

This parallel world is so amazing! I encountered Zhou Weiguo from Snow Leopard before, and now I'm encountering the monk from Bright Sword.

Will we encounter the Jin-Sui Iron Triangle later on? Oh right, there's also Chu Yunfei from the 358th Regiment of the Jin-Sui Army, and the Yamamoto Special Forces, hahaha, so exciting... it's getting more and more fun.

Wei Dayong's face was covered in black grime, no wonder Xie Qiang didn't recognize him.

So Xie Qiang stepped forward, examined it carefully, and after confirming it was indeed true, said...

"Ahem, I've heard of you. You're highly skilled in martial arts and quite tall. How did you end up being captured by the Japanese?"

Wei Dayong replied embarrassedly, "Sir, I was knocked unconscious by the shell, and when I woke up I was captured by the Japanese and taken to a prisoner-of-war camp."

"So that's how it is. Why are you all covered in soot, like you just came out of the coal mine?"

Xie Qiang meant it as a joke, but the Nationalist soldiers were all furious and began to complain after hearing it.

"Sir, you're right. The Japanese killed all the wounded prisoners and kept us uninjured ones, forcing us to work in the nearby coal mines."

"That's right. The Japanese made us dig for more than ten hours every day and only gave us one meal."

“Many of our brothers couldn’t hold on and collapsed from exhaustion. As a result, the Japanese just dug a pit near the coal mine and buried them. Many of them were buried alive.”

Wei Dayong then loudly interrupted, "Stop talking! You're all grown men, why are you all crying and acting like women?"

After saying that, Wei Dayong asked, "Sir, are you here today to attack Licheng?"

Xie Qiang nodded: "And what happened to you? How did you get out, and why did you take a gun to kill the Japanese?"