Chapter 1430: The Ambush

Bang bang bang...

Rat-tat-tat...

Rifle bullets flew wildly, machine guns fired madly, grenades flew from time to time, and mortars exploded everywhere. The battle was quite intense, but it was only intense on one side.

Wang Yan led the team to raid a Japanese stronghold, looting various weapons, ammunition, and supplies, greatly increasing the firepower of the more than 600 people. And then, just as he had said before, taking advantage of the fact that the place where he had saved Ya Ma earlier was empty and had loopholes, he directly launched a counterattack.

Night battles are unfavorable for both sides, but overall, it was unfavorable for the Japanese army, because Wang Yan's side had more people and the firepower wasn't too bad either.

Plus Wang Yan was in overall command of the battlefield; he personally led the charge, his eyes were extremely sharp, and his marksmanship was divine. With a *bang bang bang*, whichever little devil was shouting or fighting fiercely, his bullets would accurately hit them.

More than 600 people fighting more than 100, and Wang Yan was also incomparably brave, directly tearing open the defense line built by the little Japanese. Once the defense line collapsed and morale was lost, the little devils were killed cleanly.

Not a single living soul was left.

Wang Yan took a box of cigarettes from the little devil's clothes, lit one for himself, and waved his hand to greet: "Quick, quick, hurry up and clean the battlefield, we don't have much time."

Because the distance wasn't far, the Japanese reinforcements would arrive very quickly. And it wasn't just reinforcements; there were other Japanese troops that hadn't been dispatched in other directions, and support from there would arrive even faster.

"Master Wang, you've fought a great victory, hahaha..." Long Wenzhang was even happier than Wang Yan, laughing so hard he couldn't close his mouth.

Fan La hummed: "I find it strange, why are you so happy?"

"As long as I'm killing little devils, I'm happy, are you Chinese?" Long Wenzhang countered.

These two had been bickering with each other all the way, very lively. Wang Yan waved his hand: "Alright, say less. Fan La, you know foreign languages, go, take a company of brothers to clear the way and go directly to find the foreigners to communicate."

Long Wenzhang volunteered: "Should I go too?"

"Sure."

Wang Yan nodded, not objecting.

Immediately, Fan La and Long Wenzhang pushed each other and left first with more than 100 people.

Not long after they left, the battlefield was finally cleaned up. Carrying the spoils of this battle, they took large strides directly toward the airport.

Their speed wasn't slow, and when they arrived at the place, they saw Fan La leading people negotiating with the foreigners.

"What do they say?" Wang Yan approached.

"He said we came late, this plan against the Japanese has already been a complete failure. However, they are still willing to provide us with weapons, ammunition, clothes, food, and medicine, hoping we can help them defend for a while. I didn't dare to decide, so I waited for you to come over."

Wang Yan gave him a kick on his butt: "Is this hard to think about? The brothers haven't eaten, drunk, or slept well for two days, hurry up and go rest first, get the benefits before talking. Look at me, a dignified Master Wang, still wrapped in rags, does this look right? Argue with him, let them hurry up and arrange food and sleep."

So Fan La conveyed Wang Yan's meaning, and the gentlemen from England readily agreed, immediately leading the more than 600 people to the rear.

This was a mountain; the airport was on an open flat ground in the mountain, while the buildings were at the foot of the mountain, and there were many tents.

However, at this time, it was of course impossible to sleep outside, so Wang Yan and the others were arranged to rest in the air-raid shelters that had been dug out.

Dinner was eaten outside the air-raid shelter, and with the starlight, the cannon fodder were very comfortable.

"Comfortable, fragrant, hahaha." Bu La ate the beef canned food in large mouthfuls.

Ya Ma nodded repeatedly: "Very satisfying."

"It seems Yu Xiaoqing wasn't lying, the supplies here are very sufficient, they must have been replenished before." Fan La said, "If we had all come over smoothly, we could have lived a comfortable life for these two days."

"Forget it." Mi Long hummed, "If we had come directly, we would probably be ashes by now."

A Yi said: "Can't be so pessimistic, we've killed at least 300 devils all the way here, and we haven't fought a losing battle."

"Was that fought by you? It was Master Wang who was amazing. If it weren't for Master Wang being brave and invincible, winning every battle, who knows how many brothers would have died on this journey. It's nothing like now; in such a big battle before, we only lost twelve brothers, and thirty brothers were seriously injured, while we killed so many of them."

"Speaking of the wounded..." The Vet interjected, "I just went to take a look, these foreigners' things are really good, they have everything. Anti-inflammatory drugs are in boxes after boxes."

"I saw it, there's even penicillin, which is worth as much as gold in our country. Foreigners are really rich, I'm drooling just looking at it. If we had so many things before, why would I have suffered for so long..." Fan La was indignant.

"My fault. If I hadn't cured you in advance, you would have used the foreigners' things by now."

"Hey, I didn't mean that, old man, please don't misunderstand, I'm just lamenting that we are too poor." Fan La quickly stated his position.

Long Wenzhang laughed: "Bullshit, you're just complaining about Master Wang."

"Get lost, you're just sowing discord all day."

"Oh my, your Northeast accent is out." Long Wenzhang continued to mock.

Fan La hummed, ignored him, and ate and drank on his own.

Wang Yan sat on the side, eating and drinking in large mouthfuls, watching this scene with a smile.

He was very satisfied with everyone's mental state; overall, they were very comfortable and confident, and no longer looked like they did when they first arrived. And it wasn't just these cannon fodder from the reception station, but also the scattered soldiers he had gathered along the way; now, each one could be said to be high in morale.

This was the sharp spirit and confidence gained from fighting.

However, this still wasn't enough; they still needed to experience more war, or more accurately, they needed more victories, victories with greater battle results. They needed to kill more little Japanese and obtain more abundant spoils.

In this way, they would eventually become an invincible lion...

Just as everyone was eating, drinking, and laughing, a few foreigners brought a team of soldiers over, stopped in front of the group who looked very embarrassed, and a bearded man walked out, stood still, and started talking in a jumble.

Fan La translated stammeringly: "He said his name is William, he is the highest officer here, and he came to talk to our officer."

Wang Yan nodded, stood up with the beef canned food soaked with rice in his hand, and walked over.

Fan La very sensibly followed with the canned food: "He is our officer, is there anything?"

what?

The foreigners looked at Fan La's words with a ghostly expression, and they cast their gaze at Wang Yan, who was still wrapped in rags.

"Judging people by their appearance is not a behavior that a noble gentleman should have, but a true fool. Translate it exactly as it is to them!"

Fan La conveyed Wang Yan's meaning with a stammer.

The foreigners from England naturally expressed their apologies, but the disdain and disgust in their eyes could not be hidden no matter what.

Wang Yan waved his hand again: "Tell them about my status as a lieutenant platoon leader."

So Fan La stammered for a while again, and the foreigners' eyes widened, looking at Wang Yan who was eating meat in large mouthfuls, and then at the more than 600 people nearby.

They frowned and asked if Wang Yan could make the decisions.

Wang Yan said a long paragraph, and Fan La racked his brains, stammering for a good while.

Wang Yan finally put away his playful thoughts and patted Fan La on the shoulder: "I'll do it."

Immediately, in the ghostly expressions of Fan La and a bunch of cannon fodder, he started speaking in fluent London English.

"William, I think you have no respect for me. If you ask about the leadership of the more than 600 people here, then there is no doubt that you are talking nonsense. If you ask about the command of other military operations, then there is no doubt that you are still talking nonsense. We came all the way here and killed more than 400 Japanese devils; it's helping us, and it's helping you.

Surrounded English gentlemen, put away your arrogance. What you should do now is let us change into better weapons, and then hurry up and tell us your plan. Please note, this is not your charity to us, but the reward you need to pay. This is your country's colony, and we are protecting your property for you. Do you understand?"

"You are very rude, Lieutenant!"

"It is you who are rude first, surrounded English gentlemen. Haven't slept well for several days, right? Scared to death in your heart, sending telegrams to your superiors every day, asking for support, asking for further instructions. At this time, you still have the mind to put on airs in front of me?"

Not only William glared at Wang Yan, but the foreigners behind also glared at Wang Yan.

And as expected, a foreign officer behind couldn't hold it in anymore.

He scolded: "Shut your stinking mouth, yellow-skinned monkey, don't think that you..."

He couldn't finish, because the next moment Wang Yan had already rushed over, grabbed his hair, and slapped him left and right for two rounds, and then kicked him away to the side.

Immediately after, the foreign soldiers loaded their guns and pointed them at Wang Yan.

"Wait!" Wang Yan shouted and raised his hands.

He turned back to look at the brothers who were about to get up: "Small matter, brothers don't panic, foreigners just need to be taught a lesson. Who is it, Zhang Erhu, right? Look at how anxious you are, you even threw your food? Obey orders and listen to commands, I haven't spoken yet, what are you all anxious about? Eat your food, eat it steadily."

So everyone obediently ate their food with peace of mind, but their eyes were looking over here, their expressions very dangerous, as if they could take their guns and fight at any time.

Wang Yan looked at William again: "I have 600 guns here, William, and you guys, put away all your arrogance. If you really are consistent, I think you don't need to defend, go out and face the Japanese, raise your proud heads, I really want to see if you really have the courage."

William waved his hand, signaling his men to put down their guns, let out a long breath, and temporarily withdrew his anger: "What should I call you?"

"If you had put away your arrogance earlier, we wouldn't have had so many unpleasantries. But it's okay, William, at least you learned how to get along with me."

Wang Yan smiled, "My name is Wang Yan."

"Okay, Wang, very glad to meet you, you made me have a deep impression of Chinese soldiers, I think I will contact your officer. Tell them there is a daring lieutenant who actually gathered a battalion of troops and acted on his own." William had a dead face.

"Okay, whatever. I think you saw it, William, I need a hot bath now, and I need a set of clean clothes, let us have a good rest, and also give you time to calm down, we will talk about the rest tomorrow."

"Someone will send you clothes." William hummed and turned to leave.

The foreigner who was kicked away lowered his head and followed honestly.

"Oh oh oh..."

"Hahaha..."

"Foreigners are no good either."

A bunch of people cheered, laughing and mocking the foreigners.

"Hey, what are you all doing?" Wang Yan looked serious, "This is a friendly army, how can you mock them? If they get anxious and don't give us weapons and equipment, what should we do? All be quiet, hurry up and eat, and have a good sleep after eating."

Wang Yan's words were immediate, but they didn't stop everyone from laughing and discussing, just that the sound was much smaller, but hundreds of people buzzing together was also very lively.

Just as they went back to sit down and continue eating, Fan La, who had been holding it in for a long time, asked: "No, how come you can speak English?"

"Learned it."

"Then why didn't you say so before?"

"Isn't this giving you a chance to perform?"

"Then why did you say it just now?"

"Isn't this asking the obvious?" Long Wenzhang interjected with a smile, "Look at how you stammered, and then look at our Master Wang, his English is much more authentic than yours."

"Brother, when did you learn this bird language?" Mi Long asked curiously.

"Went to school before, and later had contact with foreigners. There are quite a few concessions around here, I mixed in there for a while."

Bu La wondered: "And the foreigners were willing to talk to you?"

"They're all people, what's there to act about? Foreigners are just like that." Wang Yan waved his hand amusedly, "Look at that William just now, how arrogant he was when he came, he didn't even look at people straight, I hit that foreign subordinate of his, didn't he become honest immediately? If you want others to look up to us, our fists must be strong, and our backbones must be hard, can they look up to us if we are kneeling and begging?

Foreigners are all like this, the more you please them, the more they look down on you, you have to make them feel that you are not to be trifled with, make them afraid, only then can you talk properly. So what does it matter if the foreigners are willing or not? Make them beg us, can they not communicate? If it really doesn't work, tying one over isn't a big deal."

"You're really awesome, brother." Mi Long gave a thumbs up straightforwardly.

Others nodded in deep agreement, Wang Yan could always make them dumbfounded, what kind of god is this?

Mi Long continued to ask: "Then do you know any other bird languages?"

"I can also speak a little of the little Japanese's language." Without waiting for others to ask, Wang Yan continued, "The military strategy says that knowing yourself and knowing the enemy is the only way to win every battle, so I found someone to learn Japanese, and later on the battlefield, I captured Japanese prisoners and communicated with them, and after going back and forth, I learned it. As a result, there was no chance to use it."

"Knowing many skills doesn't weigh you down, Master Wang, you are simply a genius!"

Long Wenzhang flattered him exaggeratedly.

Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction: "You're not bad, you have a future."

"Hey, thanks Master Wang!" Long Wenzhang imitated the tone of a Beijing eunuch exaggeratedly.

"Dog-day..." Fan La cursed again...

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