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He thought that although his own battalion had suffered heavy losses, the enemy was not strong. It was relying on despicable tricks and small courage to launch a sneak attack, and it was clear that they did not pursue when they escaped from the village. If the friendly forces near Tudun Village were already very close, the enemy would never dare to come here to intercept them. Moreover, in the mountains and wilderness, it was really too difficult to walk, with mud, water, and weeds, which greatly consumed physical strength.
One devil held a gun and cautiously searched forward, advancing until he disappeared into the woods. Another devil took off his canteen and drank two mouthfuls, then fed the two lightly wounded soldiers on horseback.
After about half an hour, the scouting devils returned, and compared to their cautious departure, they were now much more relaxed. Coming closer, he reported to the devil platoon leader: "Sir, after leaving the forest, it's a big road, and from there to Tudoumen Village is only about three kilometers away." The devil platoon leader let out a sigh of relief, three kilometers, on the big road, they would arrive in no time. Those Japanese cowards wouldn't dare come here looking for death. Being able to return alive wasn't because he was cowardly and afraid of death, but rather to tell others about the new tricks and tactics of the Chinese, so that the brave warriors of the Empire wouldn't fall into the same trap again and lose their lives in vain. This might be an excuse, or perhaps it was self-consolation, maybe even the devil platoon leader himself didn't know which one was true.
Three kilometers, is that a short distance? Meng You Tian and his men had already set up an ambush in a place less than four miles away from Tudun Village. Not one but two places were ambushed within a distance of over 300 meters, with two landmine arrays laid out. One was to ambush the escaping enemy, and the other was to block possible pursuing enemies.
Of course, Meng You Tian did not expect to solve all the devils with landmines. The final killing move was still up to him to execute. A small mound of weeds was chosen as the position, diagonally facing the landmine array on the main road. If the devils came over, it would form a pincer movement from front and back. Mang Lao Yuan and others hid in the forest next to the landmine array, waiting to rush up and pick up the fallen enemies.
Time is passing by in minutes and seconds, regardless of whether you think it's slow or fast. Everyone has a different state of mind, so their feelings about it are also different. Before the war, everyone was both tense and excited at the same time.
It's exciting at first, but then it gets a bit anxious. This is the helplessness of waiting, the person who is waiting cannot control what they are waiting for, and has no mind to do other things, so they are forced to be in a state of having nothing to do.
Having expectations makes one excited, doing nothing makes one bored. Waiting is a state that combines excitement and boredom. As the waiting time prolongs, excitement turns into fatigue, and the feeling of boredom takes over. At this moment, waiting is like awaiting a verdict, with anxiety and unease in one's heart, hanging in mid-air, tossed about, suffering greatly.
Meng You Tian lay on the ground, feeling damp and cool, which was quite uncomfortable. Extremely bored, he picked up a blade of grass to tease ants, using boredom to dispel boredom.
Several birds flew up from the distant forest, chirping and calling for a long time without landing. Meng You Tian then spared the poor little mosquito and slowly climbed to the top of the mountain.
Three devils led the cattle out of the forest, the path was still there, but compared to the muddy wilderness and the branches stretching across the forest, the view was broad, and the mood also changed suddenly.
"Look at this road, the Chinese only know how to play these despicable tricks." The Oni sergeant said with some anger and disdain: "But can these small tricks change the situation? Can they hinder the advance of the Imperial Army?"
"The Chinese are as timid as mice, but their hearts are full of despicable and cunning tricks." A devil nodded in deep agreement: "These evil, poisonous cowards must all be killed." "All killed, not a single one left." The wounded soldier on the mule's back had his wound torn open by the jolting, blood seeping through the bandage. This guy gritted his teeth and said with pain.
The devils drew near, and the blind old Yuan and Wei Qing-shan hid in a small grove of trees. Through the trees they could already make out the enemy's features indistinctly, and even hear their voices. They thought the devils' beady eyes and short mustaches were particularly ugly, and the sounds they made were not like human voices at all.
Several people were chewing on grass stalks, crouching on the ground, tensely waiting for the thunder of landmines.
Relax, steady, Meng You Tian's index finger touched the trigger, aiming at the enemy. Boom! With the black smoke rising, his gun also fired, the gunshot was hidden in the explosion sound, so that the devils couldn't immediately discover the killing god behind them.
A landmine exploded with four loud bangs, sending rocks and clods of earth flying into the air. People shouted and animals cried out as the enemy was thrown into chaos.
Meng You Tian quickly pulled the bolt, ejected the shell, reloaded and aimed again. A devil emerged from the smoke, crawling out, the landmine didn't take his life, but he couldn't escape death.
With a "crack" sound, the bullet shot in and penetrated his chest, the processed bullet head lost balance and rolled, instantly crushing his internal organs. The devil collapsed to the ground, fresh blood and bubbles gushing out of his mouth.
The wind blew away the smoke, and the scene appeared before my eyes. Two head of cattle were blown to the ground, one still able to let out a dying cry. The surviving donkey was injured, crying and jumping, carrying the wounded devils on its back into the woods. The devil platoon leader fell to the ground, motionless, with blood flowing across his face. The remaining wounded devils suffered further injuries, twisting and wailing in agony on the ground.
Meng You Tian stood up and swung his hand fiercely. Wei Qing Shan, Si Tu Zi, and Ma Xiao Wu shouted excitedly as they rushed out of the forest and charged towards the battlefield. After a while, Mang Lao Yuan appeared on the main road, pulling a horse cart with one hand and leading an injured mule with the other. Clearly, this old man would not show mercy, and the Japanese wounded soldiers had already fallen under his swift blade.
Guns, ammunition, belts, canteens, leather boots, steel helmets... Wei Qing Shan and his two companions were busy for a while, and several devils came and went almost naked.
Three people were in a hurry to collect the spoils of war and wanted to leave quickly, so they didn't carefully check if the Japanese devils on the ground were dead or not. The Japanese squad leader was hit by a stone and injured but not fatally, he fell to the ground because he was stunned by a landmine. The four bald men stripped him again and again, waking him up, he suddenly opened his eyes, scaring the four bald men, one of them sat on the ground with a thud.
"Ah, this devil is still alive." The fourth bald man shouted, and Wei Qing Shan and Ma Xiao Wu immediately stopped their hands and raised their guns.
The old devil suddenly woke up, his brain was dull and confused, he blinked his dull eyes, and only then did he see the person in front of him clearly, and his eyes widened as if to jump up.
"Crack!" Without waiting for anyone else to make a move, Lao Yuan's long whip had already swung over and landed heavily on the face of Old Ghost. Old Ghost let out a mournful cry as the whip struck him from his left forehead to his right cheek, tearing open his skin and flesh, almost blinding his eyes. He clutched at his face and rolled about on the ground in agony.
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