Chapter Seventeen: Ambush

  Very quickly and accurately, the firepower landed on the car team behind, from time to time, devils were knocked down from the car and fell to the ground, rolling over and not getting up. However, more devils woke up from the panic, machine guns began to whizz above everyone's heads, and from time to time, overly excited soldiers were shot dead on the ground. Qiong Wu Long was busy directing everyone to hide, he found a few people holding hand grenades and threw them at the devil's machine gun. The smoke of the explosion blocked the devil's line of sight, and everyone busily changed their shooting position, continuing to fire at the Japanese devils.

  The transport team of devils quickly gathered, several commanders adjusted the firepower, and with just a little more support, those attacking bandits would be eliminated by the organized Imperial Japanese Army. Oniizuka Toshio took aim at a figure shooting at the Japanese military, firing a bullet that hit its mark, his third hit so far. Suddenly, a massive force struck him, as he was directly hit by a hand grenade, the explosive power sending him flying three meters high, tearing his body apart and twisting his limbs backward, landing with shrapnel embedded in his body. The blast also sent several nearby Japanese soldiers flying backward, their feet scraping against the ground, leaving deep marks, before crashing into a parked car, followed by an ear-piercing sound, as if several people had fractured bones. This grenade was personally thrown by Qiong Wulang, taking out one of the devils' firepower points.

  The second shell was thrown directly into the ammunition truck, and after a burst of smoke, a huge roar shook the night sky. The explosion stunned both sides of the battle, and the random explosions continued to erupt from the truck, with shells flying everywhere, knocking down nearby devils. A string of cars loaded with ammunition were ignited by the exploding shells. In an instant, the road turned into a blazing fire dragon. Some devils who failed to hide were blown away by the blast wave, while Japanese soldiers in the distance were directly killed by the shockwave, with blood flowing from their seven orifices. Their internal organs were destroyed, and their eyes showed confusion and panic. They probably didn't even know what happened until they died. Some others who relied on cars for combat were blown to pieces, and the guerrilla fighters hiding far away couldn't help but tremble at the sight of the bloody mess.

  After the battle began, the vanguard of the devils' motorcycles turned around and came from the front. However, the guerrilla troops who were prepared in advance used a burst of fire to make them fall over. Several remaining devils took cover behind trees on the side of the road and continuously fired at the guerrilla fighters. A guerrilla fighter who didn't have time to hide after firing was hit by two bullets from the devils at the same time. The fast-moving bullets directly entered his chest, broke a rib, and then flew into his heart at an angle, opening up a big hole in his back. Blood sprayed out instantly, and before he even fell to the ground, the second bullet shattered his skull. White brain matter and red blood splattered onto the faces of several nearby soldiers.

  Several warriors yelled and threw several hand grenades, one of which was inadvertently detonated by the enemy's bullets in mid-air. The warrior who threw the grenade was directly blown to pieces by the sudden explosion, his head shattered and fell to the ground. The enemy who fired the shot was hit directly by several subsequent hand grenades, his body cut into a thousand holes by flying shrapnel. A hand grenade that exploded against his abdomen even blew him in two, causing the corpse to twist 180 degrees. Several warriors learned from this lesson, seizing the gap between the enemy's shots to throw in hand grenades, and several enemies who failed to dodge were quickly cleared out.

  Qiong Wu Long noticed the situation in front of him, and this time's goal had been achieved. The enemy's ammunition was almost completely destroyed, and more than a hundred devils were killed, with even more devils being blown to death by the explosion of ammunition. It seemed that they should leave quickly, otherwise, they would be the ones who would suffer. This huge explosion was enough to be heard from afar in Tongcheng, and when the time came, the crazy devils would definitely make their troops fall apart like scattered flowers. It seemed that they would have to frequently carry out sneak attacks in the future, which was much more comfortable than fighting a positional war against the devils. Up until now, they had only lost more than ten men, which was an incredible outcome of the battle. In the past, when they could eliminate dozens of devils at once, their own army would have to pay a huge price. Who would have thought that this sneak attack would have such great results? They even destroyed more than a dozen cars transporting military supplies, and it's estimated that the devils would go crazy this time. Haha.

  At this point, he led the crowd to carry the bodies of the sacrificed soldiers and the wounded along the predetermined route to retreat. The Japanese devils suffered heavy casualties and had no time to pursue them, only gathering their troops from a distance and rescuing the wounded. On the main road, a row of fire dragons was burning fiercely, spewing out four-shot bullets like a giant flame that had been ignited, warmly welcoming the arriving Japanese army. It seemed that a mournful alarm call came from afar, and the reinforcements from Tongcheng finally arrived.

  Angry Yamamoto Kitaro and Inamura Yayoi led two battalions from Kiryu to the scene, where they were deeply shocked by the tragic sight before them. More than a dozen burning military vehicles twisted their wreckage into grotesque shapes pointing at the crowd, while the crackling explosions seemed to be coldly laughing at these Japanese devils. Surrounding the vehicles were countless Japanese soldiers who had fallen all around, many still maintaining shooting postures, but now with seven orifices bleeding and twisting on the ground. There were also countless severed limbs and arms scattered around, which were the remains of bodies that had been blown to pieces by direct hits from shrapnel and explosions while trying to dodge.

  Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Yamamoto Kitaro's hand trembled as he pointed to an officer leading a Japanese military transport team, and then helplessly put it down. The person in front of him was already wrapped in bandages, with only one eye exposed. The blood-stained uniform had already told the scolding Yamamoto Kitaro that he had done his best.

  Iemura didn't have time to pay attention to the scene in front of him, he was carefully searching for traces of the attack site. From the trampled grass and plants that had been shot through by stray bullets, he found that there weren't many attackers. The ground was littered with shell casings, and there were also some red bloodstains and white stains that looked like human tissue. Iemura dipped his finger in a light stain and brought it to his nose, and a fishy smell wafted out. Iemura nodded, these were brain matter, and the scattered skull fragments not far away confirmed this point. It seemed that a Chinese bandit had been killed by Japanese soldiers here, but judging from the lack of bodies at the scene, the enemy seemed to have retreated calmly.