The mountain village can threaten two small hills of the road, with a small team of Japanese soldiers and a company of puppet troops stationed separately to prevent the Eighth Route Army from ambushing the troops transporting artillery here.

Ichita Terada believes that such an arrangement is enough. If anyone dares to deal with the troops stationed here, he will face attacks from both directions from the Japanese in both directions.

He doesn't think anyone dares to do this with great courage.

But Yuan Pengfei wanted to break his confusing self-confidence and tell him one thing, don’t show off on other people’s territory, as that would turn you into a fool.

The wind blew, and the Japanese and puppet troops climbed in the mountains and forests and glanced around casually. They didn't think that the Eighth Route Army would attack them who occupied the favorable terrain.

Several puppet soldiers sat in a circle and chatted, and a new recruit who had just recruited a few days ago was sent to the air with a cigarette.

The squad leader took the cigarette handed over by his subordinates and saw that it was still very expensive American cigarettes, so he couldn't help but give him a look of praise.

The new recruit Danzi lit a cigarette for them again and asked curiously: "Squad leader, I don't know anything. Why did we only get such an errand and have no money here? It's better to follow the Imperial Army to sweep it out, maybe we can make some money!"

Several of his puppet soldiers laughed and were amused by his question.

The old squad leader also smiled, but for the sake of the cigarette, he was willing to say a few more words: "Brother, now you are not as ignorant as before. If you want to say it, it is our best luck.

Those who are storming with the large army in front not only have to rush the Japanese, but also have to be careful of the black guns of the Eighth Route Army. The danger is not unusual.

The guys behind not only had to work as hard labor for the Japanese, but also had to bear huge risks. The four cannons were gold to recruit bandits, and they had to attract the Eighth Route Army.

If I ask me, we are definitely the most leisurely and safest job to stay here. As for making money, haha.”

Obviously, this cigarette is worth this analysis. The way to make money requires a gift that makes him more satisfied!

The other puppet soldiers smoked Shandong's "Big Chicken" brand cigarettes, so they naturally didn't want to say anything. They just followed a few words to let the new recruit know the reason why one penny costs one penny.

Several people were smoking and fog, but they did not find that the puppet troops who were standing guarding had fallen not far away.

Soon, the puppet troops were also stabbed by the Japanese devils lying not far away. It was not until a Japanese devil saw blood flowing on the ground and shouted in horror that the silent battle turned into a sound.

"Da da da da da da da da da da da!"

The crisp sound of the Czech machine guns echoed through two mountains and forests in an instant. Many Japanese devils were swept down before they could see the enemy.

After the gunshot, the battle took less than three minutes, and all the Japanese were killed. The remaining 70 puppet troops all surrendered and became prisoners.

After the recruit raised his hand, he asked the old squad leader with aggrieved expression: "Didn't we say this is the safest?"

The squad leader was also very interesting and said with a bad look on his face: "Who can know this? I'm only talking about the general situation, this must be considered a special situation."

As he said that, he saw the Eighth Route Army soldiers carrying machine guns, and immediately changed into a smile, "Sir, we didn't fire a single shot just now, and we never harmed the people!"

The Eighth Route Army soldiers were too lazy to care about these messy issues. They pressed their men to walk towards the mountain village, and the prisoners would be temporarily controlled there and wait for the end of the entire battle.

Standing on the mountain, Chen Qiao praised Zhou Wen and Wu Zhongliang: "You two are so good. The battalion commander gave us 20 minutes, but you two were useless even 5 minutes. It can be considered as completing the task ahead of schedule."

Zhou Wen said humbly: "It's still a three-row platoon. The tunnel was dug from the foot of the mountain to the hillside, creating an excellent opportunity for sneak attacks for us."

Wu Zhongliang did not take credit, "Old Zhou is humble, but you are more capable in the reconnaissance and platoon. Go up and use a cold knife first, then use a machine gun to rush. After the battle is over, the enemy has not yet reacted! This is really awesome."

Chen Qiao was also a little helpless about the two of them, interrupted their business hype and said, "Okay, there is still Company Commander Hou from the First Battalion!"

Hou Weicai smiled, "Company Commander Chen, you battalion commander has so many talents. Parcel Commander Zhou Wen has only 55 people in the reconnaissance platoon. Although he has the advantage of suddenly appearing behind the Japanese, it is rare to be able to resolve the battle so neatly.

The wonderful ideas of Platoon Chief Wu’s management base are rare. The authentic tunnels in the village are dense and layered, and he also dug up the authentic tunnels leading to the hillside. I have to say admiration."

This raid was composed of many factors. The tunnels dug in the village became Tibetan soldiers' caves, while the tunnels dug on the hillside created conditions for sudden attacks.

The reconnaissance platoon that carried out this mission did not disappoint. They were all elite veterans, and each of them had unique skills. The three of them were in a group, some were wiping their necks, some were alert, and some were holding machine guns to prepare for thrust.

They basically have a thug gun in their hands, and there is a Czech style in the two groups, with very fast firepower. It is a copycat version of special forces such as Yamamoto Commando.

Isn’t it easy to deal with a Japanese devil?

However, their target is not just that. The less than two hundred Japanese and puppet troops are not worth the waste of time for the two company commanders.

What really matters are those four French cannons.

After Yuan Pengfei figured out the data of these four cannons, his saliva flowed down. Zhang Dabiao was in similar condition as him, and his eyes were red and he wanted to pull out the stronghold and the enemy and rob it.

Of course they are still sober and do not do such a mess.

When doing business, you must squeeze out the most profits at the lowest cost. Don’t attack the battles that can be solved by ambush.

This is basically the only way for the Japanese. If you set up an ambush here and kill the Japanese in one breath, the four cannons will have to fall into their pockets.

Yuan Pengfei used the most elite reconnaissance platoon in his hands and also built a third company that could almost be regarded as a battalion.

Zhang Dabiao also made great efforts. He arranged two people in a row of nearly 800 people, almost comparable to a small group.

One is Hou Weicai's first company, responsible for cooperating with the ambush of the third company. The other is Qi Chengping's fourth company, responsible for protecting the flanks of the battlefield and preventing the large Japanese troops from turning back.

In short, when the enemy of this battle stepped into the ambush circle, the entire battle was basically a foregone conclusion. Whether it was the large Japanese troops in Liujiawan or the stronghold in Xiaocaozhuang, they would sooner or later be torn apart by the Eighth Route Army.
Chapter completed!