Chapter 1

Gui Wen, the company commander of the 1st Company of the 1st Regiment of the Special Forces Brigade, led his entire company down the smooth road.

All along the way, they praised the road: those Japanese devils who had just died had done one good thing; this road was really well-built.

Just as his company commander was marching quickly on this smooth road, a motorcycle suddenly rushed out from the distance, followed by two cars.

Both the Japanese devils on the motorcycle and those in the cars were clearly visible.

Company Commander Gui Wen immediately ordered, "Artillery! Open fire! The rest of you, charge with me!"

The two infantry guns that were still moving immediately stopped, began to aim, adjust parameters, load shells, and prepare to fire.

At this moment, five mortars were already firing with a "Boom! Boom!" sound.

The preparation work for the mortars was really fast. The baseplate slammed to the ground, the barrel was immediately erected, and the gunners only needed to adjust the elevation and direction of the barrel according to their feeling, and immediately began to throw shells into the barrel.

The Special Forces Brigade required thirty seconds from receiving the order to the first shell leaving the barrel, and the company commander required twenty seconds.

This speed was achieved by the gunners through daily training, using sweat and blisters on their hands.

Sanbinli Zhiya also looked at the group of people opposite him, and suddenly became furious, with one shell after another exploding in front, behind, to the left, and to the right of him.

"Rumble! Rumble!"

"Tat-tat-tat!" "Tat-tat-tat!"

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The continuous sound of gunfire finally pulled Lieutenant Chidai Yuta back to reality from his reverie.

At this time, Sanbinli Zhiya had already stopped the motorcycle, and it could now clearly see that all the small carts in the distance were spewing out tongues of fire.

The sound of "Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!" constantly flew past his ears, and all those illusory dreams of him fighting bravely on the battlefield were now gone.

Now, his heart was filled with nothing but fear, but fortunately, he was able to drive the motorcycle into the ditch beside the smooth road, clearing the center of the road.

While the motorcycle was swerving wildly, Lieutenant Chidai Yuta could only hold the front handlebars tightly with both hands, trying to steady his body and prevent himself from being thrown off.

He was loudly scolding, "Steady! Stop! You idiot! Moron! Stop!"

The motorcycle finally stopped in the ditch. Before Lieutenant Chidai Yuta could get out of the sidecar, he heard a different explosion: "Boom!"

The loud noise made him feel like the ground was shaking, and then he saw a troop carrier parked in the middle of the road being hit by a shell.

The front of the car jumped up violently as if stimulated, and then froze in place, slowly splitting a large hole in the middle, and then tearing in all directions.

The entire troop carrier, the front of the car was blown to pieces, and many of the Japanese devils still in the carriage were injured.

Their actions were already considered very fast. Beifeng Zheye, who had set up a machine gun on the roof of the car, could see far because he was standing high.

He was the first Japanese devil to see a large group of Nationalist soldiers rushing over from a distance. At that time, he began to slap the roof of the car and loudly notify the Japanese devils driving below that there was a situation ahead.

However, the noise of the car starting was too loud, and ordinary shouts could not wake Ueno Huida, who was concentrating on driving.

Although the noise generated by slapping the roof of the car woke up the two Japanese devils in the driver's seat, they just stuck their heads out of the window and cursed.

Beifeng Zheye had already operated the machine gun mounted on the roof of the car and began to shoot at the distance. Only in this way could he remind the Japanese devils in the entire convoy.

The sound of "Da-da-da! Da-da-da!" finally woke up Ueno Huida, who was immersed in driving. He finally saw the officers and soldiers of the Special Forces Brigade rushing up.

Startled, Ueno Huida quickly slammed on the brakes. At this time, the Japanese devils in the car began to get out of the car in a panic.

The car that was no longer moving gave Beifeng Zheye a stable platform, and the machine gun in his hand was able to fire more smoothly.

Behind him, more than twenty Japanese devils were getting out of the car in an orderly manner. This was a good sign.

When a shell flying from a distance blew the entire car to pieces, Beifeng Zheye, Ueno Huida, and more than a dozen other Japanese devils were still in the car, and they flew out with the car that was torn apart.

Lieutenant Chidai Yuta looked at the car that had been turned into fragments, and couldn't help but feel a burst of fear. He reached out and patted Sanbinli Zhiya, who was still struggling to get up, "You! Driving skills are very good!"

If Sanbinli Zhiya hadn't driven the motorcycle into the ditch, this shell would most likely have been borne by them.

Lieutenant Chidai Yuta was absolutely unwilling to bear such a thing. He never wanted to bear such glory in his life.

Although one of Sanbinli Zhiya's legs was pinned down by the motorcycle and he couldn't struggle out, Lieutenant Chidai Yuta didn't have time to pull him out at this time.

Such a small matter was completely insignificant compared to the major task of commanding the entire squad: "Get out of the car! Get out of the car! Stay away from the car! Go into the ditch and counterattack! Counterattack!"

Lieutenant Chidai Yuta turned around and ran towards his team, shouting orders as he ran.

The car in front had already exploded, and the car behind it immediately exploded like a hornet's nest that had been poked.

The Japanese devils in the car no longer cared about order. They quickly jumped out of the car as quickly as possible. The Japanese devils climbed the car railings and jumped out of the car, regardless of the danger of jumping down from a height of more than two meters.

Some Japanese devils landed in the wrong posture and sprained their feet, but they didn't dare to say a word, let alone stop, and struggled to run to the ditch with a limp.

The Japanese devils built the road smoothly, and the drainage ditches on both sides were also very well-built, wide and deep, natural fortifications and shelters.

This was also the reason why Lieutenant Chidai Yuta ordered the Japanese devils to enter the ditch.

The Japanese devils who had already run into the drainage ditches on both sides began to shoot at the charging 1st Company.

These Japanese devils were not regular combat Japanese devils after all. They were only temporarily gathered together, and they were shelled as soon as they went to the battlefield.

The dead Japanese devils had no feeling, and the living Japanese devils didn't have much time to experience it in order to escape for their lives.

Now that they were hiding in the drainage ditch, the adrenaline that was secreted during the initial tension had now been used up.

They were now beginning to feel scared, their hearts were beating, their hands were shaking, and they had to try to control themselves to fire at the charging 1st Company.

Sanbinli Zhiya was also finally freed with the help of another Japanese devil.

He followed the drainage ditch and returned to the large group of Japanese devils.

Lieutenant Chidai Yuta was roaring at another machine gunner, "Fire! Fire!"

Machine gunner Yanmei Hayato was ashamed to death at this time. When he joined this Ai Mine Team (爱矿队), because he was 1.6 meters tall, which was considered a tall Japanese devil,

Therefore, he was arranged to be one of the machine gunners of the entire squad as soon as he came in. Before just now, he had always been proud of being a machine gunner.

When the first car was blown apart by a shell just now, he was standing at the front of the second car and clearly saw Beifeng Zheye and his machine gun flying into the air together.

He didn't see Beifeng Zheye's expression in the air, but only saw several fragments flying out from his back, followed by blood spurting out.

It was obvious that he could not be more dead.

At that time, he wanted to get out of the car, but there was not a single Japanese devil in the entire car who was willing to help him.

Even his deputy shooter jumped out of the car empty-handed at once, even though his foot was injured.

But he was one of the first few Japanese devils to escape from the car. When it was Yanmei Hayato's turn to escape, he had to carry a machine gun weighing more than ten pounds.

He could only go down from the position without a baffle at the back of the car, which made his speed of getting out of the car much slower.

Even so, he still brought the machine gun down, but now he was being scolded by the squad leader.

"If only I hadn't signed up to join this Ai Mine Team." Yanmei Hayato regretted it very much.

These Japanese devils who joined the Ai Mine Team were semi-voluntary and semi-forced to join. In the past, they only thought that what they had to do was just to scare those honest miners and ordinary people.

They had never thought of fighting such fierce regular troops! Under the coercion of Lieutenant Chidai Yuta, Yanmei Hayato finally started working.

The sound of "Da-da-da! Da-da-da!" kept ringing.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of shells exploding rang out beside them.

Sanbinli Zhiya finally got a very good job. Lieutenant Chidai Yuta ordered him to run back to Commander Sifangtang Dun (四方堂敦) immediately and report: "They encountered a Nationalist army on the way and requested reinforcements!"

This was considered his reward for Sanbinli Zhiya for driving the motorcycle into the ditch just now.

This was a good job, at least it was now. The Japanese devils around Sanbinli Zhiya all looked at him with envious and jealous eyes.

Jutou Junta, who had just dragged him out from under the motorcycle, was even more regretful and wanted to give himself a shot: If he had just run back directly like Lieutenant Chidai Yuta and ignored Sanbinli Zhiya's cry for help, wouldn't this errand to run back to deliver the message be his?

Regardless of what the other Japanese devils thought, Sanbinli Zhiya ran away along the drainage ditch in a puff of smoke.

This made Lieutenant Chidai Yuta very gratified: his vision was good, this kid ran so fast even when delivering a message.

The remaining Japanese devils could only stay in place and wait for reinforcements. They didn't have many of them to begin with. When a troop carrier was blown up just now, more than a dozen Japanese devils had died.

Plus, some Japanese devils had been blown to death by shells at this time. Of the Japanese devils in Lieutenant Chidai Yuta's squad, less than thirty were still alive.

These Japanese devils were on both sides of the road, using the drainage ditch as a fortification to resist.

Yanmei Hayato's machine gun became the most powerful firepower point in the entire squadron, and he also became the brightest star in the entire Chidai Yuta squad.

He was also the Japanese devil who attracted the most firepower from the 1st Company, and the Japanese devils around him quietly kept a distance from him.

Even so, the casualties of the Japanese devils in this direction were still much greater than those on the other side of the road.

Two consecutive rockets exploded beside Yanmei Hayato. This time, he and his machine gun did not escape. Yanmei Hayato, who was flying in the air, felt that his current posture was similar to that of Beifeng Zheye.

It seemed that this was the fate of a machine gunner!

The last machine gun of the Chidai Yuta squad was blown away. The Japanese devils on the other side of the road had already begun to quietly turn around. They were lying in the drainage ditch, crawling quickly in the direction they came from.

Crawling forward was what they had learned in these days of training. Henei Yangdou had never done it so standard as he was doing now: his entire body was tightly attached to the ground, and he was using the strength of his hands, feet, and knees to move quickly in the ditch.

Henei Yangdou believed that his current speed was comparable to the speed of his advance on the highway just now.

Lieutenant Chidai Yuta, who was suppressed in the ditch by the heavy machine guns of the 1st Company, could only raise his head slightly to check the situation on the battlefield.

After the machine gun on his side stopped firing, he soon felt that the gunfire on the opposite side of the road had also stopped.

In the midst of his busy schedule, he only glanced to the right, and no gun barrels were exposed in the other direction: it seemed that they had all died gloriously.

Lieutenant Chidai Yuta, who could only squat in the ditch, simply did not see that all the dozen or so Japanese devils on the right were crawling in the ditch, moving backwards quickly.

At this time, there were less than ten Japanese devils left in his direction. The arrival of reinforcements was far away, and Lieutenant Chidai Yuta finally panicked: Was his old life really going to be explained here?

He still had to struggle to the death. Lieutenant Chidai Yuta loudly ordered, "Fire! Fire!"

At the same time, he also personally demonstrated to these Japanese devils: "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Lieutenant Chidai Yuta fired one shot after another. The 1st Company was rushing closer and closer, and the rain of bullets from the heavy machine guns suppressed him so that he did not dare to raise his head.

The sound of bullets whizzing past kept ringing in his ears, and dust splashed everywhere from the bullets hitting the ground.

There were also Japanese devils behind him who had been shot and were not dead for a while screaming. These sounds made Lieutenant Chidai Yuta less courageous.

"What's going on? Today's battle is different from the battles I fought in this country in the past few decades.

In the past, in a situation like today, a small squad of Japanese devils could completely drive away more than a hundred Nationalist soldiers like this, and they would have to chase after them and seize their guns.

But today, I am leading a whole squad, and the entire army has been wiped out." Lieutenant Chidai Yuta thought desperately in his heart.

While he was thinking, the heavy machine guns of the 1st Company had rushed to less than thirty meters in front of them. The dense rain of bullets hit these Japanese devils of the Chidai Yuta squad. All the Japanese devils who finally insisted on staying in the ditch died in the ditch, and the blood they shed flowed in the ditch.

Gui Wen looked at the Japanese devils who were still crawling and fleeing in the ditch on the right and smiled. He only had one word of command: "Chase!"

The heavy machine guns were no longer firing. Those Japanese devils were all facing the ditch with their backs to the sky, crawling quickly.

They formed a string, crawling in the ditch like a centipede with uniform movements.

Henei Yangdou and the others' speed of crawling forward was ultimately no match for the soldiers of the 1st Company who had been specially trained to run.

Soon, Company Commander Gui Wen led his men and caught up with them. Company Commander looked at these Japanese devils who were still immersed in the scene of crawling and escaping and could not extricate themselves, and couldn't help but laugh: "Kill!"

The order was still only one word! The soldiers of the 1st Company rushed to the edge of the ditch, and the bayonets in their hands stabbed at the Japanese devils who were still crawling.

It was not only the 1st Company that encountered the Japanese devils' reconnaissance squad. The 2nd and 3rd Companies also encountered them.

Lieutenant Yoshimaru Rikuto was also sitting in the sidecar of the motorcycle, rushing at the forefront of his squad.

When the machine gunner Kosang Kotaro on the roof of the car issued a warning, he had not noticed anything wrong in front of him.

By the time Lieutenant Yoshimaru Rikuto realized that the situation was not right, and that a large group of Special Forces Brigade soldiers was rushing over,

The six heavy machine guns of the 2nd Company concentrated their fire and had already hit his motorcycle. The three Japanese devils in the car died at the same time.

The Yoshimaru Rikuto squad, which had no commander, immediately fell apart. Kosang Kotaro, who first discovered the 2nd Company, was hit by heavy machine gun bullets before he finished firing a magazine, and fell headlong into the car.

No Japanese devil beside him went to help him, nor did any Japanese devil take over as the next machine gunner.

When Lieutenant Yoshimaru Rikuto died, the motorcycle he was riding on swerved and drove into the ditch, and did not block the two troop carriers that were still advancing behind him in the slightest.

It also allowed the Japanese devils in these two cars to see the fact that the squad leader was dead.

In the first car, the few Japanese devils who were originally standing at the back of the car moved the fastest. While the car was still moving, they had already jumped out of the car.

Hayashi Shosho was driving the car, following the car in front. A few Japanese devils suddenly jumped out of the car in front.

He didn't have time to react at all. In a panic, he immediately turned the steering wheel to the right. However, the distance between the two sides was too close.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" With three consecutive crashes, he knocked down at least three of the Japanese devils who jumped out of the car.

Hayashi Shosho also drove his car directly into the ditch. The Japanese devils in his car had not yet recovered from the shock of the car accident.

They were immediately hit by a dense rain of bullets. The thin iron sheet of the car could not resist the bullets flying from the front at all.

One by one, the Japanese devils used their flesh to withstand these powerful and wild rains of bullets.

The car in front finally stopped. Nagatomo Saburo, who was driving the car, finally stepped on the brakes before he died.

As soon as the car stopped, the Japanese devils scrambled to escape from the car. They had heard too many "whooshing" sounds just now.

The sound of bullets flying past their ears made them lose their souls, and the blood splashing out of the Japanese devils beside them made them even less motivated to fight.

This semi-militarized organization of Japanese devils, it would be no problem for them to pull them out to carry out cleaning operations against ordinary people.

Or it would be no problem to use them to deal with miners' strikes, but when they faced the Special Forces Brigade, a regular army that had experienced hundreds of battles, these Japanese devils immediately revealed their true colors.

Moreover, their commander died in the first place. The Japanese devils in this team, which had no command at all, began to flee backwards after getting out of the car.

Not a single Japanese devil fired back.

Squad Leader Wu Long of the 2nd Company was also the first to see this kind of Japanese devils who started running away as soon as they went to the battlefield without firing a single shot.

He shouted loudly, "Everyone in the company! Speed up the pursuit!"

The soldiers of the 2nd Company were now really beginning to experience what it was like to catch up with Japanese devils when they were running away.

The six earth tanks that were pushed at the front did not fire at this time, but just buried their heads and pushed the carts without looking up at the road.

They ran as fast as they could.

When Hayashi Shosho also escaped from the driver's seat, he had already fallen far behind. Many of the Japanese devils in his car had run more than ten meters away.

However, Hayashi Shosho was still very worried and went to check on the three Japanese devils who had been knocked down by him. One Japanese devil was lying on the ground with blood flowing from all seven orifices, and it looked like he was seriously injured.

Another two Japanese devils, one had his foot broken, and he didn't care about anything at this time, and jumped backwards on the ground with one foot.

Another one was lying on the ground and had not gotten up yet. Although he was not unconscious, he could not struggle to get up no matter what. When he saw Hayashi Shosho, he was still begging him to take him with him.

Seeing the situation of these three Japanese devils, Hayashi Shosho ran away immediately. The Nationalist army in the distance was charging towards this side, and these three guys would not be able to escape back.

Hayashi Shosho was relieved in this way. He was just an ordinary car driver. If he killed a Japanese devil, he was afraid of being punished when he went back.

Now that this was the case, the best ending for these three Japanese devils who were knocked down was to be prisoners of war. The Japanese devils who had been prisoners of war would not have any influence on him no matter what they said.

These Japanese devils of the Yoshimaru Rikuto squad obviously overestimated their speed of escape and underestimated the speed of the 2nd Company's pursuit.

The 2nd Company, which had ten kilometers of cross-country training every day, had already caught up with Hayashi Shosho, who was running behind, with just a small test of their skills.

Hayashi Shosho had already planned what to do when he was caught up by the Nationalist army. He came into contact with ordinary people a lot when he drove a car, and had long learned how to talk.

He raised his hands, knelt on the ground and kept saying, "I surrender! I surrender!"

Hayashi Shosho had planned his surrender script, but he had not planned for the result that the other party would not accept his surrender.

When he fell in a pool of blood, he still had a puzzled look on his face: Was there something wrong with this script?

Those Japanese devils who ran a few steps ahead began to gasp for breath after running a few hundred meters. When they ran a kilometer, only a few Japanese devils were still able to continue running.

Most of the Japanese devils were caught up and fell one after another under the bayonets of the 2nd Company.

The battle of the 3rd Company was relatively more intense. After the Fukui Taro squad discovered the 3rd Company's marching team.

They immediately organized all the Japanese devils in the squad to get out of the car and use the drainage ditches on both sides of the road as cover. They did not blindly defend.

Squad Leader Fukui Taro initially fantasized about rescuing the motorcycle and two cars.

He ordered several drivers to turn around on the highway, preparing to drive back a little later, take all the Japanese devils on board and drag them back.

The infantry guns commanded by Company Commander Zheng Yiwen of the 3rd Company quickly made Squad Leader Fukui Taro recognize reality.

A motorcycle and two troop carriers were all hit by shells, and all three drivers died in the cars.

Squad Leader Fukui Taro, who accepted reality, could only order the Japanese devils in the squad to fight and retreat.

He didn't dare to defend!