Chapter 142: Grenade Blows Up an Entire Squad

  Having understood the enemy's intentions, since it was a bait, as long as they didn't take the bait, they wouldn't be hooked. The bait and the large troops behind were separated by half an hour's journey, which gave the special agent team an opportunity to take advantage of.

  Dong Li Maosi hesitated for a moment, feeling that they couldn't just leave without doing anything, and decided to give the little devils a taste of bitterness. So he temporarily changed the ambush plan:

  "Order the brothers to let go of the first four trucks, we'll attack the convoy behind, wait until the last truck in the rear convoy enters the ambush circle before attacking, but each person is only allowed to throw two hand grenades at the trucks. After throwing the grenades, immediately retreat into the mountain forest behind! Do not charge down, and do not get caught up in a prolonged battle!"

  Change the ambush plan and pass it down quickly in a relay manner.

  Zhao Yong led his men to ambush the front half of the mountain ridge, while Dong Li Mao was in charge of the rear half. In other words, as long as the last vehicle of the Little Devils' convoy entered Zhao's ambush circle, they could launch an attack.

  Time was passing minute by minute, second by second. The four trucks soon entered the ambush area, moving very slowly. The soldiers of the Special Operations Unit, hiding on the mountain cliff, could hear the Japanese devils chatting and laughing in the truck compartments, seemingly completely off guard.

  The truck took about three or four minutes from entering the ambush circle to leaving it.

  The special agent soldiers on the mountain cliff all put their heads down on the ground and quietly waited for the arrival of the next convoy.

  The Japanese army coming from Tengchong, Ikeda Koji sat on the second armored vehicle, with half of his body protruding from the top of the car, using the binoculars in his hand to constantly look at the mountains and forests on both sides of the road. Their speed was not fast either, about twenty kilometers away from the position where the special agent company was ambushing. Inside the armored vehicle, almost every three or four minutes, they would receive a call from the decoy, but it was always a report of peace and safety.

  Ikeda Koji was a bit anxious, although it was only the first day of releasing the bait, he still hoped to hook Dong Jiacheng on the first day, but after an entire morning had passed, there was still no movement, which made Ikeda Koji start to doubt whether his fishing plan would really work.

  Less than half an hour after letting the Japanese army's small team of four trucks go, the rumbling sound of the engine when the truck was going uphill came again.

  A dozen or so military trucks covered with canvas, the distance between each truck is about twenty to thirty meters, not one following another in a row, forming a long dragon of two to three hundred meters from front to back. This shows that the little devils are particularly vigilant, thinking that this way they can avoid being attacked from both front and back at the same time. Before receiving news that the four trucks in front serving as bait were attacked, these dozen or so trucks would not accelerate forward.

  Dong Li Mao and his men set up an ambush, with two soldiers in each group, spaced about 4-5 meters apart. This way, the front and rear ambush range was within 300-400 meters, enough to let the convoy completely enter the ambush circle before making a move.

  This is a contest of patience between the angler and the fish, requiring the angler to endure the loneliness before a big fish bites.

  Dong Li Mao is a very qualified angler, he always keeps calm at critical moments, and comes up with a counter-angling action, this move, probably Pool Tian Hao Er can't even think of it in his dreams.

  The first truck drove into the highway under the mountain cliff, stirring up a whirlwind of yellow dust.

  Dong Li Mao's heart was pounding wildly, and he heard a voice inside his body speaking: "Li Mao, you're doing great, it's just like this, not a single mistake, very good, calm down...calm down..."

  This was the first time Dong Li Mao heard this voice after crossing over, in the past he only heard Bai Ruxue's speech and humming in his dreams, it was broad daylight, it couldn't be a ghost, right? He felt extremely surprised, after some thought, as if he understood who this invisible voice that spoke to him came from, he silently concentrated on communicating with this voice: "Ta Lao Ye, is it you? Are you the one speaking to me? What I'm doing now, is it exactly the same as what Ta Lao Ye did in the past? Back then, didn't Ta Lao Ye also let them off the hook? That's why the history books recorded that a small team of dozens of Japanese soldiers, with four machine guns, swaggered into Tengchong City, but actually, it was just Japan's plot being exposed and heavily damaged, a way to save face, right?"

  The truck's engine sound is getting louder and the first truck is about to reach the exit of the mountain ridge where Dong Li Mao is ambushing. He takes out two hand grenades, ready to go, and Liu Yu Zhen and Hu San also take out their hand grenades, waiting for Zhao Yong and his men to make the first move.

  The Japanese devils' motorcade was a well-organized combat unit under the 566th Division, led by Lieutenant General Sakaguchi, who was the first to cross the Sino-Burmese border and occupy Mangshi and Longling. Some of its officers and men were from the Kwantung Army's Honshu Garrison Unit, formerly shipyard workers, whose fighting strength should not be underestimated. Just look at how they hid in the tightly closed canvas awnings on such a hot day, this is a very disciplined unit.

  Dong Li Mao didn't notice that the carriage was carrying Japanese military personnel, but he thought to himself, "It doesn't matter if it's people or goods, as long as I can take out a few, at least the ones in the driver's cab are Japanese devils, and even if I only take out the ones in the cab, it's not bad." He was on the mountain cliff, almost able to see through the windshield of the car, and clearly saw that among the three people sitting in the driver's cab, one was an officer.

  Zhao Yong took aim at the last truck, and now he had a deep respect for Dong Li Mao. Although he used to be a squad leader himself, it wasn't until he followed Dong Li Mao that he realized his own level was nothing to brag about. Just relying on fearless charging and fighting didn't count as skill, that was just recklessness. Only someone like Dong Li Mao, who had both brains and bravery, remained calm in the face of danger, and could take advantage of the situation to launch the most advantageous attack, and choose the most ideal target, could be considered a true king among soldiers.

  The last truck entered the ambush circle, Zhao Yong on the cliff, threw the first hand grenade very accurately onto the canvas cover of the truck. A loud explosion sounded, opening the curtain of the special agent company soldiers throwing hand grenades to blast the vehicle fleet on the cliff.

  Zhao Yong's grenade exploded on the canvas cover of the truck, and more than a dozen Japanese devils in the compartment were like bees burned by fire, and they had not reacted to what was happening. Zhao Yong and another soldier threw their grenades into the blown-open canvas cover one after another, exploding inside the compartment and blowing out the remaining ten or so devils who had not been killed by the explosion, flying out of the compartment like popcorn.

  Almost in the first few seconds after Zhao Yong's first grenade exploded, all the special agent soldiers hiding on the mountain ridge stood up and threw grenades at the trucks on the highway. Suddenly, there were continuous explosions on the road under the mountain ridge, and more than a dozen vehicles were destroyed, not one was spared.

  Dong Li Mao's first hand grenade was thrown under the front of the first truck, with the intention of not allowing it to accelerate and break out of the encirclement. However, the explosion occurred at the bottom of the rear compartment of the truck, rather than under the front. A muffled sound was heard, and the truck seemed to be lifted from behind like a wooden box, rushing forward before its rear compartment fell back down, with the wheels on both sides scattering in all directions. The truck was like a dung beetle that had broken its hind legs, with its forelegs desperately struggling to move forward. Dong Li Mao then threw his second hand grenade at the Japanese devils who were crawling out of the rear door of the compartment. Several devils who had just crawled out of the compartment and were wailing were blown to pieces, their limbs flying in all directions.

  Liu Yudong and Hu San, almost at the same time as Dong Limao threw out the hand grenade, also threw out the hand grenades in their hands one after another. The three people's six hand grenades blew up the first truck almost to pieces, and several living devils were swallowed by the raging fire, howling and dancing wildly in the flames.

  In the scout platoon, Zeng Zifan was the most impressive. This was his first time actually using a hand grenade to blow up the Japanese devils. Beside him was Zhang Dali. Before the truck arrived, Zeng Zifan asked how to use the hand grenade clearly. He didn't want to be like last time when he couldn't even open the gun. Zhang Dali simply taught him once, and Zeng Zifan learned how to use the hand grenade. When Zhao Yong's first hand grenade exploded, Zeng Zifan was the first to stand up and accurately threw his first hand grenade at the truck. However, he was too excited and forgot to pull the safety ring before throwing the hand grenade. The hand grenade rolled off the canvas cover of the truck onto the highway. He stared blankly, forgetting to throw the second one.

  "Pull the ring and throw it out!" Zhang Dali loudly reminded Zeng Zifan, while throwing a hand grenade accurately onto the truck's canvas cover. He then threw out another one, and almost simultaneously, the two grenades exploded on the canvas cover, tearing open the canvas of the carriage.

  Zeng Zifan only realized that he had not pulled the safety ring off the grenade he threw earlier when Zhang Dalie reminded him. This time, he carefully pulled the ring off and stared at the grenade in his hand as sparks flew out of it until it was about to explode. Just then, Zhang Dalie yelled, "Quickly throw it down!" Zeng Zifan suddenly remembered that he should throw the grenade onto the truck below the cliff. He hastily threw the grenade down, and it happened to land right inside the torn canvas top of the truck where Zhang Dalie's two grenades had exploded earlier. There were only a few people still alive in the truck, but with the addition of Zeng Zifan's grenade, they were all blown to death inside the truck.

  A special agent team of over a hundred people, each with two hand grenades, nearly three hundred hand grenades, was enough to take out more than ten trucks. What a powerful explosion! It almost turned the entire highway upside down. Let alone those ten or so trucks, even if it were a long train, it would have been blown to pieces. Moreover, the fuel tanks of the trucks also caught fire and exploded, and the ammunition in the carriage was detonated. A company of over two hundred little devils was almost completely annihilated, with not a single person left intact. Even those who still had some breath left were either blown to pieces or burned beyond recognition.

  The commando soldiers, after throwing their hand grenades, turned around and ran towards the mountain forest behind them. Unfortunately, they didn't get to see their masterpiece with their own eyes; otherwise, they would have cheered and jumped for joy, one by one.

  Ikeda Koji heard an explosion in the distance, but since it was quite far away, he only heard a faint rumbling sound and thought that the decoy had worked, and the fish were biting. He ordered the convoy to speed up, preparing to reel in the line and pull out the fish, but then received a wireless call saying that the decoy was safe and sound. When he called again to check on the fishing line following the decoy, there was no response. It was only then that Ikeda Koji realized something was seriously wrong - the fishing line had been bitten off by the big fish they were trying to catch. He listened carefully, but didn't hear any gunfire, just the explosion sounds which were concentrated and ended quickly. He became flustered and repeatedly urged the convoy to speed up.