RPAGF #112 - The devils are coming!
#112 - The devils are coming!
"Little Dongzi, hurry, go to the village and tell Grandpa Zhou that the Japanese devils are aggressive this time. Ask the villagers to go into the mountains to hide immediately. The Japanese devils are so vicious that they are capable of anything!" As soon as Yao Zhihai heard Little Dongzi's words, he immediately estimated that the Japanese devils had deployed at least a company-level force, plus at least a platoon of puppet troops, making up a scale of more than 300 people.
This was clearly a powerful and evil force that their squad could not withstand. He had to get the villagers to evacuate.
"Also, after you finish notifying them, run to Li Gezhuang immediately and find Captain Yang there. Tell Yang to notify the battalion commander that at least one company of Japanese devils has entered the mountains. At the same time, ask Captain Yang to quickly send someone to gather the local militia teams from nearby villages to reinforce us."
Now, a continuous base of fortified villages had formed outside Heyuan City. Dabeigou Village was adjacent to Li Gezhuang, about five li away. With Little Dongzi's legs, it would probably take about 15 minutes to run there. After all, this was not a flat plain, and the uneven road was not easy to walk.
This was because Little Dongzi was in good shape. It would take an ordinary person at least an hour to walk there.
Back and forth, Yao Zhihai and his men would have to hold off the Japanese devils for more than half an hour before the militia team from Li Gezhuang could come to reinforce them.
Yao Zhihai had no choice. He knew that even if the villagers evacuated, they probably wouldn't get far in half an hour.
And the Japanese devils would arrive in about ten minutes. The Dabeigou militia team alone probably couldn't hold out until the villagers had finished evacuating.
At this moment, Yao Zhihai didn't think about his own safety at all.
Protecting the local people was deeply rooted in his mind. His dictionary did not contain the words to abandon the people and escape alone.
"Villagers, the devils are coming! Everyone, hurry into the mountains to hide for a while. We'll come back when we drive the Japanese devils away!" Zhou Shangxin shouted loudly as he beat the gong.
"Villagers, let's go! Just think of it as a trip to the mountains for fun. The Japanese devils might leave when it gets dark," Zhou Laoshan also shouted loudly, following his son.
It wasn't that he had figured out that he should leave, but purely to support his son's work.
At the same time, he also believed that with his son in the village, nothing would go wrong at home. His own people were trustworthy.
With the persuasion of the father and son, some of the villagers followed Zhou Laoshan into the mountains, but nearly a hundred others were unwilling to leave.
It was the spring plowing season, and there were many things to do at home. Heyuan County was deep in the Taihang Mountains, and the villagers, who didn't know much about the outside world, didn't have much understanding of the Japanese devils and didn't realize their ferocity.
Since the villagers refused to leave, Zhou Shangxin could only continue to persuade them patiently.
On the other side, Yao Zhihai saw the Japanese devils driving the puppet troops to probe up the mountain, originally planning to let go of the puppet troops and attack the Japanese devils. He didn't expect the Japanese devils to be so smart. Seeing the top of the mountain by the road, they ordered the puppet troops to go up and occupy it first, regardless of whether there was an ambush on it.
As a main force in the military police team, Fujino Taro could be regarded as Hirata Ichiro's confidant, so he was naturally not stupid.
Puppet Army Company Commander Liu Fuhai held a Mauser C96 pistol, his eyelids twitching non-stop.
He bit the bullet and ordered his men to rush forward, while he stayed behind, ready to slip away at any time if something happened.
Now they were attacking upwards, and if there really was an ambush on the top of the mountain, whether any of them in this platoon could survive would depend entirely on luck.
"Grenades, throw!" Yao Zhihai shouted loudly, and took the lead in throwing his grenade into the crowd of puppet soldiers. From a high vantage point, more than 20 grenades basically landed among the puppet soldiers. After a series of explosions, the puppet army platoon was basically reduced by more than half.
Liu Fuhai, who had luckily escaped, ran back to Fujino Taro in a panic, "Sir, sir, there are local bandits on the mountain! There are local bandits on the mountain!"
"Bastard! Get back and lead your team to attack with me! First squad, attack!" Fujino Taro was furious and slapped Liu Fuhai across the face, his head buzzing and his ears almost deafened!
In the blink of an eye, the puppet troops had suffered more than half their casualties. How could Fujino Taro, who had come out with great interest to try to make some military achievements, be satisfied?
Although the traitors were worthless in the eyes of the Japanese devils, this loss was too great, even for tools, the wear and tear was too high!
On the top of the mountain, the new members of the militia team who were participating in the battle for the first time were greatly encouraged. They didn't expect the arrogant traitors to be so vulnerable. A round of grenades rubbed them on the ground!
Suddenly, the tense emotions were greatly released, but Yao Zhihai knew that this was just the beginning. Although the start was ideal, the main force of the Japanese devils had not lost anything, which was his biggest enemy.
Next, it would probably not be as easy to swallow as the puppet troops.
Sure enough, as soon as the puppet troops retreated, the Japanese devils' machine guns started扫射, and as the machine guns started扫射, the grenade launchers also started 哐 哐 哐 throwing grenades.
Although most of them landed in front of and behind the trenches, Yao Zhihai discovered them in time and told everyone to lie down in the trenches, which did not cause much damage.
However, one grenade still fell into the trench, blasting two guards to the left and right, and blood splashed everywhere, which confused the team members who had seen the cruelty of the battlefield for the first time.
One of them even cried out, "Mom!"
"Comrades, hold on! Think about our parents, brothers and sisters who are still in the village. If we don't hold off the Japanese devils, they will suffer!" Yao Zhihai quickly encouraged them when he saw that the situation was not good.
"Little Dongzi has already gone to find reinforcements. As long as we hold off the Japanese devils for an hour, the village will be safe."
After speaking, he picked up a Type 38 rifle and aimed at a Japanese devil. With a bang, the Japanese devil fell to the ground!
The team members on the position saw the captain's power and their morale recovered a little. They began to pick up their guns and carefully poked their heads out to aim at the approaching first squad of Japanese devils.
The gunshots were as dense as popping beans, but the hit rate was far worse than when they were training at the shooting range.
This was not their fault. On the one hand, it was their first battle, and on the other hand, the Japanese devils' machine guns had been suppressing them, and the guards didn't have much time to aim at all.
These aspects combined together created a lively scene with basically no effect.
If it weren't for the fact that Yao Zhihai and the other two militia team members were from the old First Company, and they were now calmly aiming at the Japanese devils, they would have almost achieved the level of one shot for one Japanese devil.
After all, on a small hillside, the Japanese devils' feigned attack was equivalent to exposing their stomachs to be stabbed.
Therefore, when Fujino Taro saw that the situation was not good, he began to order the charging squad to stop, organize machine gun fire cover, and then order the grenade launcher to launch an attack. At the same time, he pointed his gun at Liu Fuhai and reorganized his men to charge!