Chapter 69: Plainclothes Men in a Small Village (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

The Takahashi Battalion had originally gathered on the street, waiting for the Imperial Army's artillery to bombard the Sichuan Army's church.

They intended to go up and mop up the remnants, never anticipating what would happen.

The Republic of China Army suddenly launched an artillery strike.

Therefore, the Guangxi Army's 12 mortars bombarded the Takahashi Battalion.

The two companies of Japanese devils suffered heavy losses, and on top of that, the Guangxi Army charged.

Seeing the Republic of China Army on all sides, the Japanese soldiers retreated immediately.

Now that the Guangxi Army had taken over the defense, the Sichuan Army's mission was complete.

"The gunfire has been going on for so long; nearby units will surely rush over once they hear it."

About twenty Sichuan Army soldiers formed a combat formation and headed toward the village.

"It either is... or it isn't!"

When he returned again, he said with absolute certainty that the dozen or so plainclothes men ahead were indeed Japanese devils.

"Wang Biao, what is the situation?"

"This group of Japanese devils must be carrying out an important mission."

"Notify the troops, have them sneak up, and take out the Japanese sentries."

"I'll take care of the Japanese devils under the house!"

This man had a protruding forehead, small eyes, and a large nose.

"Don't you know? We are currently in the jurisdiction of the Republic of China Army."

One minute later.

"You take a few men and flank this small courtyard for me."

Hiding in a room!

The unit's casualties were not heavy.

Yamada sneered, "You take two men and stand guard."

Now that the 1st Regiment had been crippled, she would naturally return to the Special Service Corps to report.

There were just enough for the Sichuan Army to use; now, the twenty or so Sichuan Army soldiers each had over a hundred rounds of ammunition on them.

"Use bayonets to finish them!"

The Type 41 Mountain Gun was blown into scrap metal!

After the Sichuan Army's Battalion Commander Wang arrived, Yu Hua led his men and retreated to the rear.

Moving forward all the way, everyone arrived in front of a village.

Instantly, the Sichuan Army became alert.

A woman wearing a small Western-style suit with delicate features was under the protection of her bodyguards.

"Uh, uh, uh..."

"Remember, use bayonets to finish this battle."

Inside the village!

"See if any Republic of China Army troops have arrived?"

After Yu Hua made contact with the division headquarters, Division Commander Yang Hanyu dispatched a battalion to Dunwu Temple to seize weapons.

Five Japanese devils followed Kobayashi Sanfu and rushed toward the courtyard ahead.

Inside the courtyard!

Wang Biao let out a long sigh; of the original five bodyguards, three had died at the hands of the Japanese devils.

When the troops who had previously fought the bloody battle of Songhu retreated, they all had mournful faces.

"Brother Hu, it's a bit tricky."

One of the bodyguards spoke up.

Chen Zhaohan also agreed; after all, the Sichuan Army had fought bloodily for so long.

Upon hearing this!

The bayonet was like a sharp arrow, slicing through the Japanese devil's throat.

He swung his hand and slapped the cheek of a short, fat man.

After the great battle, the Sichuan Army soldiers were brimming with excitement.

"No firing guns."

Yang Jun saluted Yu Hua and left, hunched over.

"Check carefully, don't use any language that just sounds a bit similar."

The heavy weapons had basically all been destroyed by the Japanese devils.

Picking two men, Ozawa Jiro led them onto the roof.

After landing, Kobayashi Sanfu signaled the five Japanese devils to search the rooms ahead.

The Type 41 Mountain Gun had run out of shells while supporting the infantry battle.

Under the house, two Japanese devils were still standing.

He turned around and pointed at a few men, "You guys come with me."

There was no sign of dejection; the spirit and morale of the unit remained.

Yu Hua, holding a 98K, gave a few hand signals to Yang Jun and the others.

"When fighting the Japanese devils, remember to leave me some survivors."

After reconnaissance, this group was found to be armed with Nambu Pistols and speaking the Japanese language.

After everything was ready, Yang Jun and Wei Dayong quietly snuck up.

When Yu Hua proposed that the two armies split the equipment from Dunwu Temple.

A tall man wearing coarse black cloth clothes.

The 100,000 rounds of 9mm ammunition gifted by the Golden Bowl, during the battle at Dunwu Temple.

This group of devils has excellent hand-to-hand combat skills!

The one-point-five-meter-tall short, fat man lowered his head: "Hai!"

Wei Dayong, who was to the side, also spoke up: "Me too, Company Commander!"

However, gunfire came from within the village.

"It looks like the people in the large courtyard are our own."

Ge Wei also pulled out the pistol at her waist and followed behind Yu Hua.

Seeing Yu Hua say this, Yang Jun grinned and said: "Company Commander, the devils on the roof are not easy to deal with."

This Local Army had not lost a bit of their spirit after the bloody battle in Songhu.

"Detachment Leader, I know I was wrong."

The troops had no spirit left at all; they lacked a Military Soul.

"Thump, thump..."

Because the devils on the roof were constantly watching the distance, they were oblivious to the two devils below the house.

The two of them moved at the same time, slitting the throats of the two devils under the house.

While shelling from the rooftop, they were targeted by the devils' Anti-tank Gun, and after a few shells landed.

"Our people discovered over a dozen people in plain clothes up ahead."

Also retreating with Yu Hua was Ge Wei!

Ge Wei's mission was to supervise the 1st Regiment of the Sichuan Army.

This sound was exactly that of the devils' Nambu Pistol.

Yu Hua led the team up.

Yu Hua made a noise below, attracting the devils on the house.

Yu Hua took about twenty Sichuan Army soldiers and secretly infiltrated the village.

In the battle of Dunwu Temple, the 1st Regiment where Yu Hua was located suffered heavy losses.

Twenty or so Sichuan Army soldiers, each with an MP40 Submachine Gun hanging on their chest and a 98K Rifle on their back, marched along the narrow path.

The village entrance!

This devil stretched his neck to look down, and Yu Hua flicked the Bayonet in his hand, throwing it out fiercely.

Yu Hua had not wanted to enter the village.

This was different from the troops Ge Wei had seen before.

"This group of people has surrounded a large courtyard without firing their guns."

The Guangxi Army had only arrived at Dunwu Temple to drive the devils out of the city district, which had not taken much effort.

"Fine!" Yu Hua nodded, "Leave the devils on the house to me."

Yu Hua lowered his voice, "Three devil sentries, one for each of us!"

"Company Commander!"

If he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't have noticed at all that the two were gone.

"Looking at their state, they look a bit like devils."

"Five devils are coming up at the entrance."

The Sichuan Army arrived at the place where the devils were guarding, only to see one devil on the roof, gazing into the distance.

"Baka!"

Yang Jun trotted forward.

Yang Jun and Wei Dayong came before him.

"I want to see what exactly this group of devils is doing coming to our defensive area."

The devil on the roof wanted to shout, but could not make a sound.

Most of the equipment was also exchanged for the lives of the Sichuan Army.

After fighting at Dunwu Temple for so long, the 1st Regiment of the Sichuan Army had killed a large number of devils.

A cold light flashed in Yamada Shintaro's eyes, "Kobayashi-kun."

Kobayashi Sanfu nodded: "Hai!"

Ozawa Jiro bowed and scraped, "Hai!"

Kobayashi Sanfu took five devils and climbed over the wall to enter.

"There are only two of us left now."

Yu Hua sneered: "Plainclothes devils, sneaking deep into our defensive area."

Of the dozen or so Mortars, only three were still usable.

After Yu Hua made a gesture.

The Sichuan Army!

"Ozawa-kun, who told you to fire?"

There was also quite a bit of equipment scattered throughout the city district!

After cleaning up the battlefield in the Dunwu Temple City District, a lot of weapons were seized.

Yu Hua's brows furrowed slightly: "They look a bit like devils?"

Ge Wei watched this marching troop.

Zhang Hu's expression was not very good either; he let out a long sigh, "Let us hold on for a bit."

Chen Zhaohan's Regiment had equipment significantly better than the Sichuan Army.

Yang Jun nodded: "Yes!"

Two bodyguards were observing the situation outside the courtyard.

"Company Commander, you say how we should do it," Wei Dayong scratched his head: "I will do exactly that."

Following that, his head tilted to one side, and he collapsed onto the roof.

【Thanks to the two big brothers "Chaoji Chuanqi Ge" and "Tianyi ※ Ruci" for their tips; this book has been written for a month now, and many other big brothers have cast monthly tickets and recommendation votes. There are too many people to count them all, so I would like to express my unified thanks here. Thank you all, big brothers, for your monthly tickets and recommendation votes, and thank you all for your support. Also, I saw some big brothers saying that having a Golden Finger but being at too low a rank makes it hard to rise quickly. I will say here that the restrictions are currently very severe; the highest rank possible is only at the Regiment level, so rising in rank quickly is not possible, otherwise, you would have to visit me at the police station. As for the low rank resulting in no freedom or say on the battlefield, I have already thought of how to resolve this point, so everyone just keep reading.】

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