Chapter 413

Captain Yamazaki really couldn't understand that these ignorant villagers would rather lose their lives than say a word for some anti-Japanese elements who had nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, Yamazaki's face showed ferociousness and gave a wink at the captain of the two Japanese squads.

The two Japanese squad leader nodded in understanding, and more than a dozen Japanese and puppet soldiers rushed into the villagers and began to arrest people.

The cries immediately sounded, and the villagers fought hard, and several women dragged out of the crowd were inhumanely raped and humiliated by Japanese soldiers.

More villagers were dragged out of the crowd, stripped naked, stood in the biting cold wind in winter with cold water. Japanese soldiers tortured them with cold water and whips dipped in salt water while cursing.

The Japanese soldiers surrounding the circle burst into laughter from time to time, but not many people in the puppet army were as crazy as the Japanese. A few puppet soldiers even turned around and couldn't bear to see these inhumane crimes.

"Baga!~You untouchables! Those who toast don't eat, those who are punished for work, the Imperial Army asks again, who is the Communist Party and who is the Eighth Route Army?!" Captain Yamazaki held a samurai sword still carrying blood, his eyes looked like a wolf who was eating a man.

The insulted woman beside her screamed, the villagers who were stripped of clothes moaned like a knife by ice water, and the Japanese soldiers laughed wildly.

The villagers in Yang Village all looked ashen, and their eyes were full of rage, but no one answered. Several people among the villagers shook their bodies and tried to squeeze out the crowd. As soon as they stepped out, they were dragged tightly by several hands on the side. The villagers seemed to sense something, and squeezed each other. They surrounded the restless people tightly in the crowd.

"Let me go out!" A young man expressed his eager expression, desperately suppressing his voice and holding his humanity to the side with dissatisfaction.

"Don't worry, Comrade Ma, everyone in our village, regardless of gender, age, is a hero. As long as we have a breath, we don't want to find you." An old man who covered the young man with his body without looking back and said in a low voice.

"You, you!?" Although the young man did not speak anymore, tears couldn't help but flow down his eyes.

"Yo Xi!" Yamazaki's eyes were fierce. Just when the villagers thought he was going to use another poison plan, Yamazaki suddenly made a gentle expression and said, "Since no one knows who is the Eighth Route Army and who is the Communist Party, then the Imperial Army will give you another chance. Remember, it is the last chance."

"Can's, come out." Yamazaki pointed to a little boy in the crowd. The family next to the boy immediately hugged the boy tightly in horror, but couldn't resist the Japanese soldiers and rushed forward and snatched the boy out.

"He is still a child, don't want it!" "Son! Save my son!" Several of the villagers cried. Since ancient times, rural areas have always attached great importance to males. How could they bear to be arrested by the Japanese and fall into chaos.

"Hehe! Child!" Yamazaki looked hypocritical and touched: "As long as you make an oath, you will be loyal to the Imperial Army. You will break up a deal with the Eighth Route Army. The Imperial Army will tell the truth, abide by all the regulations of the Imperial Army, and report the movements of the Eighth Route Army to the Imperial Army. As long as you swear, the Imperial Army will release you and your family."

This place is not as good as Renqiu County. Yang Village is located outside Gaoyang County. If the Japanese army launches a large-scale slaughter of the village, it is very likely to cause large-scale panic, civilians flee, and empty villages and fields. It is impossible to let the mixed imperial army troops who feed on the spot drink the northwest wind. In addition, excessive anger of the guerrillas. Once the guerrillas are determined to defeat the death, his more than 100 people will not be able to withstand the number of people.

"..." Meng Ying's ignorant little boy looked at Yamasaki in a daze, suddenly pointed at Yamasaki and shouted loudly: "Down with Japanese imperialism! Kill the little Japanese!"

"What?!" Captain Yamazaki's eyes were wide open and he said furiously: "The little eighth Route Army's work is dead, it's dead." The samurai sword slashed down crazily with the cold light.

Bang! ~

The squadron leader Yamazaki was shocked. The samurai sword was shot half by a bullet flying in. The half blade still in Yamazaki's hand was barely passing by the little boy and slashed the air.

The Japanese and puppet troops surrounding the villagers did not care about the villagers and immediately shouted and scattered.

"Eighth Route! Eighth Route!" The puppet soldiers shouted, and even the Japanese soldiers were aiming everywhere with 38 guns as if they were facing a great enemy.

The gunshots immediately became fierce, and the village was filled with noises. The villagers were so scared that they didn't dare to run around. They held their heads and squatted down, squeezed together tightly, and covered each other. It was the most unwise to run around on the battlefield, and the possibility of getting stray bullets was higher.

In the light of the torch, you can vaguely see a few people dressed in the corners of several houses in the village shooting at the Japanese and puppet soldiers.

"Baga, shut up!" Yamazaki Squadron grabbed the collar of a puppet soldier who was still shouting, and threw it over, and cursed: "What are you shouting? It's not the Eighth Route Army, it's the guerrillas! Don't panic!" Yamazaki identified from the scattered gunshots of the attackers that there were not many guns shooting, because the Eighth Route Army has always been deploying superior forces, and if it doesn't move, it's already done, and if it moves, it will kill. If it comes to the Eighth Route Army, it's impossible for these more than 100 people to escape from the Eighth Route Army's siege, so that the number of attackers is confirmed to be a minority of militias or guerrillas. Even so, Yamazaki Squadron Captain was still in a cold sweat. The shot just now was really dangerous. If it didn't break the samurai sword and hit his forehead, it would be......

Captain Yamazaki didn't have the courage to think about it anymore, so he loudly directed his soldiers to fight back.

"Shoot! Shoot!" Two Japanese squad leader howled desperately, swinging the samurai sword in his hand.

Chen Zhigao, a militiaman close to the house of Ma Widow in Yangcun, pulled the bolt and turned to the militia captain Yao Fa on the side, and said, "Captain, I can't hold it anymore, there are not many bullets." The sand and soil blown by the Japanese machine guns almost fascinated his eyes.

"Hold on, you must attract them away and protect the villagers." The militia captain Yao Fa gritted his teeth, pulled out a grenade, bit off the string, swung his hand and landed among several Japanese and puppet soldiers.

The well-trained Japanese soldiers rushed to the ground immediately. The unresponsive puppet army was blown away by the shrapnel and shock waves. The two of them fell to the ground and there was no movement again. The other one lay bent on the ground and moaned in pain. The Japanese soldiers who fell to the ground in time avoided the grenade and exploded to kill the estuary angle. Although they were covered in dust, they were not much in trouble.

"Damn it!" Seeing that his results were not so ideal, Yao cursed in a low voice. The militia did not have many combat tasks, so there was no regular supply line. They needed to rely on the transfer and support of regular troops. The supply of ammunition was difficult and the stock was not large. The battle would be more difficult. The grenade just now was one of the few stocks of the militia.

When he heard that Yangcun was surrounded by Japanese and puppet troops, two clever young men in the village escaped from the house before they had time to put on their clothes and hid in the cattle shed. They relied on the familiar terrain and found it out. They ran naked for more than ten miles regardless of the biting wind. The soles of their feet were scraped by stones and ice. Finally, they contacted the nearby militia team. Without saying a word, the militia captain Yao Fa summoned the militia from the nearby village and rushed over. Because they were in a hurry, they only brought a dozen militias with a few guns, intending to attract the attention of the Japanese and puppet troops and let as many villagers escape as possible.

"Hehehe!" Seeing the opponent's gunshots gradually being sparse, it was obvious that he was suppressed by his own firepower and could not exert his combat effectiveness. Yamazaki's face showed a ferocity, and the little fish dared to trip in front of the Japanese Imperial Army. He didn't mind adding an appetizer in the middle, and waved his hand to the left and right sides of the gunshots, making a sign of encirclement.

"Captain, Ge Liu is ready." Chen Zhigao saw Ge Liu, a militiaman behind who was making gestures.

The militia captain Yao Fa nodded and said, "Retreat one after another! Be careful not to be too fast, cover each other and don't save me bullets. Life is more important than ammunition."

Yao Fa came out of the training base of the 12th District Team and knew the way to make decisions.

Militiaman Chen Zhigao turned around and made a gesture. Ge Liu, who had prepared, lit a long string of firecrackers and threw them into a large iron bucket.

The firecrackers exploded particularly loudly in the iron bucket, just like a light machine gun roaring. The Japanese and puppet soldiers who were in the surround movement shrank their necks and hugged the earth.

It took a while for the Japanese and puppet soldiers to hear the light, but they didn't see the bounce. They immediately understood and got up and continued to rush over.

The bullets cut through the air and roared through the air. Seven militias were dangerously and evasive in the rain of bullets. Some militias were still penetrated by rapid bullets, and their bodies stiffened and then they were knocked to the ground by more bullets.

There is no way, there are few people and only people, so I can only use these people as bait to attract the attention of this group of Japanese and puppet troops and strive to rescue the villagers.

While commanding the battle excitedly, Captain Yamazaki did not notice that several militia had quietly moved to the crowd of villagers, leading the villagers to break through carefully with silent expressions and movements. The eyes of the Japanese and puppet troops who stayed to watch the villagers were attracted by the battle, and did not notice that the villagers in the loose encirclement began to decrease.
Chapter completed!