Chapter 45: The Dawn Here is Quiet

  The devils behind the pseudo-army looked at all this with utmost disdain, thinking that these people were also considered warriors? They were just cowards and weaklings. The Japanese Empire's warriors would not deign to do such things as putting a group of villagers in front to fight. The devils looked down on these cowards with contempt, but they did not stop them. Anyway, the fewer of these worthless humans died, the better. Let them bite each other and watch the spectacle.

  The crowd soon arrived at the outskirts of Tongluo Village, and the sentry posts that were originally set up far away had been withdrawn. They did not block the enemy on the outskirts, which made the fake military devils who were always careful and suspicious, wondering if they had fled again? Many fake soldiers secretly laughed in their hearts, it would be good if it was really so, after all, when fighting, people will still die, it's not as easy to get two dollars. The devils despised these martial arts teams who only knew how to run away, they fired a few shots and escaped, without any moral integrity or dignity of warriors, specializing in secretly shooting from behind. When there were more people, they disappeared. Originally, these Japanese officers and soldiers were very confident in their own marching skills, but the chaotic bandits of these martial arts teams had made the Japanese soldiers who first came into contact with them understand what it really meant to be a flying leg.

  As they finally approached the edge of Tongluo Village, the ordinary people walking in front stepped on the first landmine. This shocked the Han traitors who had just relaxed, but fortunately, the power of this mine seemed to be small, and the villager who stepped on the mine was only blown up with a layer of black soot, without being injured. However, everyone's heart was no longer as light as before, all holding guns carefully scanning the surroundings, while the Japanese devils behind also formed combat formations, vigilantly patrolling around, several clever puppet soldiers even crawled to the ground.

  Mei Huan-yu beckoned to a company commander, ordering him to lead his men in first to search the village and see if there were any ambushes. It would be best if they could capture some of the local villagers. However, he had already lost hope for this, as from the outside, there didn't seem to be any sentries. It was possible that the village had been abandoned. Nevertheless, he cautiously ordered his troops to stand guard outside the village, after all, it was impossible to know what kind of tricks these country bumpkins might play. Losing men and generals was never something Mei Da Hanjian did.

  The pseudo-army pointed to the name immediately dispersed and searched forward towards the village, these people were all carefully trained by Mei Huan-yu, using them was particularly handy. Calculating that they were all Mei Da's left and right arms, Mei Huan-yu valued the several battalion commanders in front of him very much, no matter what benefits he got, he always thought of them, naturally, the villains repaid kindness with kindness, and followed Mei Huan-yu particularly closely.

  Several fellow villagers were forced by guns to slowly approach the village, one step, two steps, three steps, until they entered the village without any movement. The fake army opened their formation and covered each other as they approached the houses. These houses had been burned down many times when the fake army launched a surprise attack last time, but now they have all been rebuilt. It is estimated that the villagers have learned from experience, so the rebuilt houses seem to be hastily built, as if they are worried about being burned again.

  Time passed quietly, and the traitors waited nervously for something to happen, but there was not a single shadow in the village for half a day. Finally, the first few puppet soldiers lost their patience, carefully approached a house door with guns, one of them kicked open the door, and inside was empty, nothing at all. He reached into the stove and felt around, the ashes were still warm. The puppet soldiers looked at each other, searched several nearby houses carefully, but found nothing. The company commander let out a sigh, sent someone to report back to Mei Huan-yu.

  Mei Dahang received the news, which was expected. He believed that as long as the Wugong team wasn't too foolish, they wouldn't wait to be annihilated here. However, he didn't care; as long as he sent troops, it would be a justification for his wife Lei Yatou. It wasn't necessary to catch the Wugong team or anything; who knew where those country bumpkins would hide? At that time, just catching a few ordinary people would suffice. Compared to actually fighting, it might not be possible to please them; although he hated these guys who only thought of themselves, he still had to capture them.

  Before Mei Da could finish his thoughts, a loud explosion came from the village. The cries of several puppet soldiers quickly followed, and Mei Huan-yu furrowed his brow - which idiot had fallen into another trap? Soon, several puppet soldiers rushed over to report that the search team in front had been searching for half a day but found nothing, so they let their guard down, not expecting to trigger a landmine next to a water tank in one of the houses. Two puppet soldiers were killed on the spot, and three were injured.

  Mei Huan-yu looked at the several fools in front of him, and he couldn't help but want to kick them. However, under everyone's watchful eyes, it wasn't good to lose his temper. He calmly comforted them with a few words, and sent someone to invite the Japanese army platoon leader who was watching from behind, as well as the interpreter Jia Cheng. After listening carefully to the situation, they decided that it would be more prudent to camp outside the village instead. They were not familiar with the terrain inside the village, making it easy for them to be ambushed by people inside.

  That night, the Japanese devils and traitors were quietly resting outside the village. The landmine earlier had taught them a lesson, and it was better not to enter this house. Mei Da, the traitor, couldn't help but feel a little amused in his heart. The Wu Gong team was indeed clever, knowing how to make people run away. However, there were still at least a dozen villages nearby, and as long as they searched thoroughly, he didn't believe they wouldn't be able to flush them out. If they really couldn't find anyone, their prestige here would be completely lost. Let's see how they could still boast about resisting Japan. Humph, they only hid when they saw the Japanese, these guys who only dared to shoot from behind.

  This time, give them a lesson and let him know that Director Mei is not easy to mess with. Mei Huan-yu was calculating here. Zhang Yun-tian and Chen Jian were lurking quietly several hundred meters away from them, the night gave them the best cover, and the crops in the field would be harvested in a few days. If they couldn't drive out the devils and traitors in time, this year's harvest might be ruined. And the villagers who had escaped earlier wouldn't be able to hide for too long, after all, farmers can't bear to part with their crops.

  The night color gradually faded away, the distant village was quiet and peaceful, not at all like it was about to have a battle. Everything here was so warm, so pastoral. It's just that no one knew what would happen after dawn, how many people would never see tomorrow's sun again. Zhang Yun Tian couldn't help but express his feelings in his heart. Since he threw away his pen and picked up his gun for the dark King Jin dynasty, joining the People's Unity Party, it had been countless years, only his rationality in his heart remained clear. It was just that no one knew how long they would have to grope in the darkness before they could wait for the dawn of their country.

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