Wandering the Heavens

Chapter 312: Sword 15

On the road leading to Heiyun Village, a dozen Japanese soldiers were walking proudly in front, and dozens of puppet soldiers were following dejectedly behind.

"Captain, why are these gentlemen in such high spirits today?" The puppet army adjutant could hardly stand such a high-intensity march.

"Can you do it? How come you have diarrhea after walking such a short distance?" The captain looked at the guy and scolded him in frustration.

In the past, during the clean-up and sweep operations, unless it was led by the gendarmerie in the county town, the devils in the stronghold would not be so active. But today, they have not stopped since they left the stronghold.

"Hey~ You guys! Hurry up and catch up!" The sergeant who had been walking fast in front with the Japanese soldiers stopped and shouted when he saw that the puppet troops were lagging far behind.

"Get the hell out of here!" the security captain pulled out his pistol and shouted.

As soon as they saw that the captain was serious, no matter how unhappy they were, they quickened their pace and caught up quickly.

Yu Xian was lying on a big rock, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth and looking up at the sky. Around him were carefully selected soldiers with good marksmanship. There were also three shooting teams, shooting the stubborn elements among the Japanese and puppet troops.

"Company commander, the devils are coming! They have entered the ambush circle."

Upon hearing the report, Yu Xian immediately turned over, picked up the telescope and looked towards Heyuan. He saw a dozen Japanese soldiers walking happily in front, and the puppet troops behind were a little confused because they were walking too fast.

Seeing this, Yu Xian put down the telescope and lazily took his rifle, adjusted the sights, pulled the bolt to load the rifle and aimed at the Japanese machine gunner in the team. Just as he was about to continue adjusting the shooting angle, a soldier asked.

"Captain, the distance between us and the enemy is more than 500 meters. Can we hit them?"

"You are a shooter too, so you must have confidence." After saying this, Yu Xian adjusted the muzzle of the gun and held his breath.

The Type 300 rifle was the weapon with the longest effective range in this war and its shooting accuracy was also better than that of ordinary standard rifles of the same period. Of course, this was achieved at the expense of lethality within a range of meters.

A gunshot broke the peace of the valley, and the Japanese machine gunner fell to the ground. After hearing the gunshots, other shooting teams also chose their own targets to shoot. The thirteen Japanese killed five in the first round of concentrated fire, and the others either lay on the ground or ran to the side of the road to find obstacles to hide behind.

"Captain, how did you do it? There's a big hole in the enemy's chest. If it were 300 meters away, he would have been shot right through." The soldier ignored the firefight on the battlefield and became curious about Yu Xian's marksmanship.

"You want to learn? Wait until the battle is over and we are completely stable, and I will teach you!" Yu Xian put down his gun, picked up the telescope and said while watching the battle.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to teach me, Company Commander!" said the soldier with a simple smile.

"You can see the details of the wound on the Japanese's chest with your naked eyes. He is a potential sharpshooter. If you train him, he will become an excellent sharpshooter." Yu Xian did not hesitate to speak.

While the Japanese and puppet troops were still searching for the enemy, the second round of concentrated fire came again. The sergeant and three Japanese also met their death. More than a dozen puppet soldiers were killed or wounded.

In order to ensure the concealment of the firing positions, Yu Xian made redundant plans for the firing positions at the combat meeting. All combat units could not attack together but were divided into two batches to fire, so as to disrupt the enemy's line of sight.

The whole battle process was quite simple. All the Japanese soldiers fell to the ground in the third round of attack, and one third of the puppet troops were killed.

"Brothers of the Eighth Route Army, Chinese people don't fight Chinese people! I surrender, don't shoot!"

Once there was one, there would be two. One person began to surrender, and the other puppet soldiers followed suit and raised their guns high above their heads with both hands.

"Throw all your guns together and line up!" Liu Xing shouted with a simple loudspeaker behind the bunker of the shooting position.

The puppet soldiers felt as if they had been pardoned when they heard this. They threw their guns on the road and lined up. After they had done all this, Wang Ping appeared in front of the puppet soldiers with his soldiers.

Just as Liu Xing was about to say something, he heard a gunshot and a puppet army officer was shot and fell to the ground, his right hand still in the motion of drawing the gun.

"Company Commander!" Liu Xing didn't expect that there would be someone who still wouldn't give up.

Yu Xian threw the gun to the soldier beside him, pulled out his pistol, and walked over while shooting at the Japanese corpses on the ground.

"You only have one life, and you should never take it lightly."

"Yes!" Liu Xing said standing at attention.

Yu Xian fired another shot at the puppet army officer who was about to turn against them.

"Now, step forward one by one from left to right and report your name, age, where you are from, and who's in your family!" Yu Xian put away his pistol, took a machine gun from the soldier next to him, loaded it, and shouted to the puppet soldiers.

"Sir, my name is Li Xiaosan, I'm 25 years old, from Ershibapu Town, Heyuan County, and my family is..."

In half an hour, all the puppet soldiers reported their information under the threat of machine guns.

"Who among you is close to the Japanese?" Yu Xian asked loudly.

When the puppet soldiers heard this question, they looked at each other, and finally looked at the three people in the queue. The three puppet soldiers were so scared that their faces turned pale.

"Sir, I..."

"I'll let the three of you go back and tell the Japanese in the stronghold that these thirteen Japanese soldiers have died in battle. If you want the bodies, you can exchange them with something. The same goes for the bodies of the dead puppet soldiers. Tell your superiors and their families the same thing you did to the Japanese." Yu Xian said, looking at the three men who were shaking like sieves.

"Commander, we..." Upon hearing this, the three of them knelt on the ground with bitter faces.

"Don't you want to go back?" Yu Xian said coldly, pointing the muzzle of the machine gun in his hand downwards at the head of a puppet soldier in the middle.

"I wonder what the commander wants?" As soon as they saw the black muzzle of the gun, they immediately figured it out.

"Guns and ammunition, medicines, kerosene, and canned salt. These are the things. They can decide the quantity." Yu Xian glanced at the three of them.

"We brothers will definitely pass on the message. We will definitely pass it on." Several people nodded quickly to ensure.

"You have just announced your family's whereabouts, so I won't be able to see what I want before the sun sets. I will throw all these corpses into the mountains to feed the wolves, and then go to your house to talk to your family. I will also talk to your superior's family. Don't doubt whether we can do it. I broke through the First Army's blockade and came here. The trenches and fortifications of your stronghold are nothing!"

Yu Xian's words sounded like a spring breeze, but the three men were so frightened that their faces turned even paler. They could not hide their little thoughts from the Eighth Route Army soldier in front of them.

"Sir, we brothers are just conveying your message. As for the lady-in-waiting... no, whatever the devils and our captain decide, we..."

"Don't worry, they see the situation more clearly than you do! By the way, there can be no more than ten people delivering the things, and no more than four devils among them. Having said that, get out of here!" Yu Xian added and drove the three puppet soldiers away.