Chapter 21: Not One of Those Traitorous Yellow-Skinned Dogs Can Be Spared

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  Wei Yuankun always thought that the name "Kill the Rich and Help the Poor Self-Defense Army" was a bit too rustic, at least compared to those in his era like "Al-Aqsa Martyrs' Brigades", "Hamas", "Tamil Tigers" and so on. However, thinking about the era he was in, this name happened to be a popular term among outlaws, and according to the principle of minority obeying majority, he had no way to disobey public opinion. There is another person who shares similar thoughts with Wei Yuankun, that is, the commander of the Japanese Expeditionary Force, the target of their ambush this time.

  This time, the commander of the punitive expedition against the "Kill Rich and Help Poor Self-Defense Army" was a devil named Sakura Hanadō. He was about 1.78 meters tall, one of the few tall people among the Japanese, wearing a pair of glasses, and if he didn't have a mustache, he would be considered elegant. Due to his family's noble ancestry, although he did not reduce the brutal violence of the Great Japanese Imperial Army, he still had an unusual temperament.

  He was not interested in martial arts such as kendo and judo that were popular among the Japanese military, but rather in Western sports like basketball, making him one of the few "Harvard" types in the Japanese army. He was originally a young master with some fame in Tokyo's pleasure quarters, and if there was no war, he might have already taken over his family business.

  However, unfortunately, Tōjō Hideki thought highly of him and felt that it would be a waste for someone as tall as him not to join the army. So, a conscription order from the "Emperor and Empire" arrived at his home. Originally, Sakura Hanadō was a bit mischievous when he was a civilian, but he had a kind heart and would sigh at the sight of bloodshed. But after joining the Japanese army, although he was an officer, according to tradition, he was often beaten by his superiors, and over time, as recalled by a Japanese veteran, "even honest people can become devils in such an environment." With the influence of his colleagues, he quickly transformed from a young master into a ruthless killer.

  Although he had changed for the worse, his elegant demeanor remained unchanged. At this moment, he thought that the name "Punitive Expedition" was not enough to highlight his own prestige as the commander of the Sakura Hanadō unit and that it should be called something like "Kinyū Special Warfare Unit" or "Kamikaze Sweeping Unit" instead.

  However, this personality thing, as long as it doesn't kill people on the battlefield, can only be considered dispensable or even fatal - because snipers from any country like to pay attention to those flashy things. Fortunately, Sakuramori Kadou's outfit wasn't too flashy, just a standard uniform with a family heirloom war knife hanging from his waist, at most it could distinguish him from soldiers. But unfortunately, in this line of work, there were no other officers besides him, so when the ambush battle started, he became the main target of the sniper for the "Kill the Rich and Help the Poor Self-Defense Army". The most direct consequence was that the pseudo-police lieutenant and a detective team leader who followed him like a tailcoat were shot through, considering that one of them, the detective team leader, usually liked to wear flashy clothes, this time he wore a silk-faced shirt that shone brightly in the sunlight to fight, so after the battle, Wei Yuankun and others concluded that being too showy on the battlefield not only would get oneself killed but also drag others down.

  The first shot of the battle was fired by Wang Fangyuan, when the punitive expedition had already entered the ambush circle. The leader of the punitive expedition was looking at a banner stuck in the middle of the road under the accompaniment of the translator, and the translator was hesitating at the moment the gun went off, wondering whether to tell this little mustache imperial army what was written on the banner. However, among the yellow-skinned pseudo-military forces watching from the sidelines, there were those who recognized the characters, and after reading the words on the banner, they couldn't help but laugh silently: The anti-Japanese slogan was written in such a way, it's really quite creative. If you want to ask what is written on the banner, I'll tell you here. But if you have a pure heart, weak nerves, and have lived in a heavenly environment since childhood without seeing what kind of scoundrels, rascals, and rogues are like, please prepare yourself, best close your eyes and turn back, otherwise, I won't be responsible.

  I'm a Han man of the Self-Defense Army who kills the rich to help the poor, and I'll wildly scold and curse the Japanese Emperor's mother!

  At that time, the Japanese lieutenant was there, suffering from the traditional Japanese disease of being stubborn and refusing to give up. He was determined to see what the sign said, but he didn't realize that Wang Fangyuan had already taken aim at him with a sniper rifle on a nearby hill. When the Japanese lieutenant realized that the words "Kill the rich to help the poor self-defense army", "Emperor" and "son of a bitch" definitely meant something bad, Wang Fangyuan had already pulled the trigger. Although her private shooting behavior was suspected of disrupting the entire battle plan, at that time, Guo Wenlian had also drawn out the two mirror boxes from his waist and opened the machine head, and Wang Fangyuan was only one second faster than him.

  Wang Fangyuan fired this shot in strict accordance with Wei Yuankun's instructions, aiming at the chest and shooting a stationary target. She took a deep breath before firing, but after all, she was not a professional sniper, so her hand shook slightly when she pulled the trigger, plus the distance was a bit far, about 600 meters away. This directly resulted in the bullet that was supposed to hit the Japanese officer instead hitting two Han traitors who were watching the commotion without even making a move, killing them both with one shot.

  The sound of gunfire rang out, and in the moment when the Japanese lieutenant, Sakura Hanado, was stunned by the two people next to him suddenly getting shot in the chest, the guns on the surrounding mountains also started firing. The bullets rained down like raindrops, knocking down four or five more people. Although Sakura had almost lost his life just now, he quickly regained his composure and ordered all the Japanese soldiers and a platoon of puppet troops to resist on the spot, while he led the remaining Japanese soldiers in a flanking maneuver, planning to encircle the enemy on the mountain. At this moment, the Japanese soldiers who had reacted showed extremely high combat skills, and the machine gunner quickly found the best firing position. After setting up the machine gun, it only took two bursts of fire to suppress the two machine guns on the mountain. Immediately afterwards, a grenade launcher fired a grenade that flew onto the mountain, blasting the old cannon from the Guangxu era into the sky, along with several artillerymen who were loading the cannon. Just as Wang He had used his sniper rifle to take out the grenade launcher, a light machine gun suddenly swept towards him, striking the rocks next to his hiding spot and sending sparks flying everywhere. In an instant, Wang was drenched in sweat: these little devils are really formidable, I've only fired three shots and they've already discovered my position.

  However, at this moment, the Kill Rich and Help Poor Self-Defense Army is still at an advantage, relying on the advantages of surprise attack and terrain. The devils also lost a machine gun squad and a grenade launcher under the shooting of "Double Sniper King" Wang He and Wang Fangyuan in the mountains. However, as the punitive army gradually stabilized its footing, the Kill Rich and Help Poor Self-Defense Army's advantage is slowly being lost. If Sakuramori Kodo's pincer movement succeeds, this newly formed anti-Japanese force will likely be skinned alive.

  But it's clear that the Japanese ambush won't succeed, or else it wouldn't be called an ambush. If the devils can't even defend against this move, then Guo Wenlian would have been spinning his wheels with the devils for nearly eight years, and Wei Yuankun and the others would have wasted their efforts setting up this ambush circle.

  To achieve a detour success, one must first pass through the open area of over 100 meters below the mountain, where there are only three new graves and no other cover. If they were to be hit by firepower from the mountain, it would not be a problem for these thirty or so devils to pass through, but they would have to pay a price. However, this place seemed to be out of the line of fire of the mountain's militia, for two reasons: firstly, it was in a blind spot of the mountain's firepower, and few people could see this open area below; secondly, the people on the mountain were engaged in an exchange of fire with the fake army below and had no time to pay attention to this place. With such a good opportunity, Sakuramori naturally couldn't let it slip away, and with a wave of his hand, everyone walked into this open area.

  But soon Sakuragi and the other Japanese soldiers found themselves deceived, and for them, the deception was fatal. The open area they had just passed through earlier had nothing but a few new graves, but this time Sakuragi's bad luck led him to those three new graves. As his men reached the middle of the open area, the three graves suddenly spewed out three tongues of fire - fortunately it was daytime, or else they would have thought it was haunted. The three machine guns in the graves formed a crossfire that tore six brave Imperial Army soldiers into pieces in an instant. Those who fell to the ground didn't fare much better, with no cover around and bullets flying everywhere. At this moment, Sakuragi knew that now wasn't the time to figure out whether the graves were shooting because of some high-tech green onion or other reasons. The fact was that if they stayed there, none of them would escape, and returning fire at the graves wouldn't be a smart move either. Rather than waiting for death on the ground, it was better to make a last-ditch effort and try to break through. Thinking this, he ordered everyone to throw hand grenades forward, then took advantage of the smoke from the explosions to cover their retreat. As they ran wildly back the way they came, more than 20 people rushed down from the mountain to attack them, and under the hail of machine gun bullets and the pursuit of the Self-Defense Army soldiers, only four or five of the Japanese soldiers managed to escape.

  Zhang Xin was currently hiding in a tomb, manipulating his PK machine gun to shoot enthusiastically. To be honest, even if he didn't understand military tactics, he knew that his current position was a good place to kill the enemy, with an open view and no cover for the opponent, while he had a bunker to protect himself. He had already shot half a chain of bullets, and seven or eight enemies had fallen in front of him. The only drawback was that his location wasn't a place where people would stay - at least not living people, who wouldn't lie in a coffin. This was all thanks to Wei Yuan's good idea. Since they were going to build an underground bunker, and it had to be done within one morning, they could only use this method. That is, first put the person in a coffin, with the front of the coffin being movable, which could be opened with a push if needed. Then, bury the coffin with soil to make a mound, leaving a small opening in front of the mound, and brick up a shooting hole. After that, cover it with a thin layer of soil and press on some paper money. An underground bunker was thus completed. Zhang Xin didn't know what this so-called "underground bunker" was at first, only hearing that there was a safe and effective way to kill the enemy. He signed up immediately, but when he was put in the coffin, he realized he had been cheated. Not to mention that it was unlucky for a living person to lie in a coffin, if the enemy came over and his ammunition ran out, he wouldn't even be able to run away. If an enemy threw a hand grenade into the coffin, this bunker would probably become his own tomb. Only when the anniversary of his death came around would they erect a stone monument in front of the bunker. Therefore, earlier Zhang Xin had been very cautious with his short bursts of fire, afraid that he might accidentally run out of bullets. However, this also gave Sakura Kodo a misconception - that the opponent was an old hand, because on the battlefield, only veterans would use short bursts of fire at such close range.

  Sakuragi Hanadoro was very clear that he had run into a tough opponent. If he knew that the three tombs were arranged in a reverse triangle firepower formation, which is the standard of later generations, he would not feel that he lost unfairly. After all, in another time and space, the US military in Vietnam suffered greatly from this tactic, let alone their Japanese devils? In the confrontation between the remnants of the mountain head and the pseudo-military after the meeting, Sakuragi Hanadoro discovered that the marksmanship of the people on the mountain had suddenly become much more accurate. The two snipers were not bad at all, but they were getting better and better as they fought. The several artillery pieces that had been hiding before also began to show their power, posing a threat to them within 200 meters that was no less than the two snipers, and even greater in some ways. Meanwhile, the yellow-skinned people who came with him were already showing signs of collapse. As a lower-level commander with extremely high tactical skills, Sakuragi Hanadoro issued a very correct order - retreat! Of course, if the navy's people had created the term "turning forward" at this time, he would have used it without hesitation.

  However, the retreat was not smooth sailing either. The road they came from was impassable, and the three machine guns on the other side formed a firepower network that could easily turn these people into sieves. Now the only plan was to retreat towards the rear, although there was a river there, but since it was already after the rainy season, it was estimated that the river water would not be too wide, and in front of the river, there was still a patch of high cornfield as cover. As long as they retreated to the other side of the river, fighting while retreating, these mobs would have a hard time trying to eliminate them. Moreover, if the situation allowed it, launching a counterattack was not impossible either. After all, they had already lost many men and horses, and if they didn't bring back some spoils, that high-ranking official might get angry and he himself might have to use his family heirloom dagger to cut his own belly as a birthday cake. Thinking of this, he immediately gave the order for the whole army to fight while retreating, withdrawing to the other side of the river.

  The devil was also confused, and did not expect that this time the self-defense army would clearly want to eat away even the dregs. Although they had been set up several times earlier, he still believed based on his past experience that these people just wanted to rob some guns, and as for annihilating themselves, it was unlikely that these bandits were capable of it. However, this time he obviously underestimated the enemy, and it was clear that those who could set up such a powerful armed trap were not ordinary "bandits". If one thought about it carefully, there must be more tricks hidden in the cornfield, but at this moment the yellow-skinned devils couldn't care less. They heard that they were retreating to the cornfield and rushed there like a swarm of bees. On the mountain top, Wang He saw that the devil at the front had already reached the stone marker, less than 30 meters from the cornfield. He immediately shouted into the walkie-talkie: "Old Wei, charge!"

  As soon as the words fell, a bugle call sounded from the high cornfield - the Kill Rich and Help Poor Self-Defense Army had no military horn, nor did it have a horn player. Most people didn't even know what the horn was for, but because they often twisted "earthworms" (that is, big秧歌), there were many people in the team who could blow the suona. At that time, Wei Yuankun immediately showed the spirit of "having conditions to go up, and creating conditions to go up without conditions". He found someone with sufficient lung capacity and taught him a few simple horn scores as a horn player - or rather, a suona player.

  There were yellow-skinned pseudo-soldiers who ran over and heard the suona sound, still wondering: How can there be people dancing with big wheat in this highland where artillery fire is continuous? Moreover, the tune blown doesn't seem right either. However, some Japanese soldiers had figured it out - this was the Eighth Route Army's charge signal, only played on a different instrument. At that moment, they thought to themselves: No wonder we were beaten so badly today, it turns out we've encountered the old Eighth Route Army!

  The sound of a horn, and in an instant, over 100 people rushed out of the high cornfield, all bare-chested. As soon as they emerged from the cornfield, they raised their weapons and fired wildly, "bang bang boom" in a chaotic manner. The weapons in these people's hands were clearly inferior to those encountered earlier, consisting of bird guns, foreign cannons, and large lifting rods. However, at this close distance of less than 30 meters, these outdated weapons unexpectedly produced more intense firepower than the Type 38 machine gun. Especially the large lifting rod, which although took time and effort to load, was filled with a full half-water scoop of iron sand. When fired, it covered an area of seven or eight meters wide, and within a distance of 30 meters, not even a sparrow could escape, let alone a human being. Moreover, among these weapons were two M4A1 carbines, a Remington pump-action shotgun, two Suomi submachine guns, and one AK74 used by Wei Yuankun. For the devils, this close-range firepower was abnormally strong, and they never expected to be attacked from both front and back. Caught off guard, they were knocked down by the foreign and domestic combined forces of cannons, bird guns, large lifting rods, and assault rifles, and then fell into a brutal melee.