Chapter 47: First Battle Victory

  Zhang Yun Tian looked at the large group of puppet soldiers far behind, and the Japanese devils near at hand, and nodded helplessly. If they didn't take action soon, the devils would occupy the high ground and everyone would be finished. Chen Jian, who had been waiting for his signal, swung his arm forcefully, and the team member who had been staring at him tightly pulled down the rope in his hand.

  As the rope was pulled, a loud noise and black smoke shot up into the sky, countless bodies that had been blown to pieces and broken weapons flew high into the air. The Japanese puppet army wailed in grief, those who had lost their arms and legs were crying out as they fell to the ground, while several of the Japanese soldiers who had rushed quickly out of the blast zone were also knocked far away by the shockwave and killed on the spot by several tense militia members.

  "The two of them smiled at each other, this time they had wiped out more than 20 devils and injured many puppet soldiers, it was the greatest victory since the founding of the Wu Gong team. Everyone cheered in their hearts, quickly firing the bullets in their hands towards the panicked devils. Now is not the time to be stingy, waiting for the devils to counterattack would be too late."

  The Japanese commander was just outside the blast range, but he was also blown away by the air wave for two meters. When he came to his senses from the shock, the troops in front had disappeared, and he angrily waved his hand to call over several artillerymen, shouting wildly at the high ground in front of him. Soon, several grenades fell on the top of the earth slope, and several workers who were fighting excitedly were injured. Zhang Yuntian, who was hit by shrapnel on his arm, felt extremely shocked that the devils had restored order so quickly and immediately carried out fire suppression. He kept thinking in his heart that if the devils were all like this, it wouldn't be easy to drive them out of the country.

  Chen Jian saw the devils restore order and start covering fire, he hastily commanded everyone to quickly retreat. Today's goal has been achieved, they must immediately leave the battlefield. Otherwise, it will be the turn of the Wu Gong team to suffer a big loss. At this time, people organized firepower to cover each other while running and fighting, Zhang Yun Tian also retreated with the help of others.

  Mei Huan-yu was also startled by the loud noise, and couldn't help but feel a little scared. If he had rushed forward without hesitation just now, it would probably be him flying in the air. This thing is so powerful that if you get hit by one, you'll probably never enjoy eating anything again. The Han traitors were even more impressed with the captain's wise and bold decision, and some of them who had previously had their own plans were secretly relieved that they had listened to the right person this time, otherwise they might have become the target of the attack. At this moment, a chorus of praise and admiration rose up on the battlefield amidst the continuous gunfire, filling the bloody scene with an eerie atmosphere.

  However, Mei Huan-yu was very clear-headed now, and it was time to show off. The landmine had exploded, and the firepower on the slope seemed to have weakened, indicating that the Wu Gong team had retreated. It was a good opportunity for the Security Brigade to show off their skills. He waved his hand and shouted at the traitors: "Give me a charge! Use all your strength to kill those bastards!" Shouting and waving his pistol, he led the team towards the slope with weakened firepower, and everyone shouted in unison as they charged forward.

  The devil commander looked at the large group of puppet soldiers rushing up beside him, smiled bitterly, and helplessly ordered the crowd to collect the bodies of the fallen warriors. These tasks of pursuing the enemy would be left to these Chinese people. Mei Huan-yu ran ahead and saw him in one glance, hastily beckoning: "Ta Jun, you're charging too fast, I just brought my troops up, the physical strength of the Imperial Japanese Army's warriors really makes me admire them! I'll immediately order the troops to attack, we must capture those who only dare to launch sneak attacks for you. There are some wound medicines here that are better than the military doctor's medicine, hurry and use it on the brave warriors of the Imperial Army."

  The Japanese officer nodded and said, "Mei Jun, you are a great man, I will definitely remember your kindness. You are a hero among the Chinese people." He gave a thumbs up as he spoke. These words made the interpreter, Jia Cheng, feel deeply moved. As he translated, he winked at Mei Huan-yu, but in his heart, he cursed: "This coward is obviously afraid of danger and intentionally delayed, now that the battle is almost over, he's coming forward to curry favor with the Japanese, what a despicable person!" However, although he was cursing in his heart, his mouth was still calling out "Great Team Leader Mei".

  Mei Huan-yu didn't put the Japanese man's praise to heart, he gave a standing bow to the Japanese, perfectly portraying the image of a Zhina warrior. Afterwards, he turned around and led his team in pursuit of the Wu Gong team's retreat direction. As they left, Mei and translator Jia Cheng exchanged a glance. This made Jia Cheng think: "Look at Captain Mei, ah, how capable he is! Now he's immediately going to pursue the Wu Gong team. Not a single ugly sight of these injured Japanese people can be seen. This kid really knows what he's doing! No wonder he could slack off and still gain favor with the Japanese." Indeed, one cannot underestimate him.

  In the blink of an eye, Mei Huan-yu led his troops to disappear in front, leaving behind a field of Japanese devils' wounded soldiers and body parts. The other surviving Japanese devils were sorting out their comrades' bodies and weapons and equipment. Several injured devils were bandaging each other, as the Japanese army itself lacked military doctors, with only a few technically capable military doctors at the regimental level. In this type of company formation, there were only a few soldiers who had received medical training. Although their techniques were skilled, they were not very effective, and several Japanese devils died from severe injuries.

  Mei Huan-yu led the pseudo-army in pursuit for a while, and along the way, the traces of the Wu Gong team's retreat gradually disappeared. It is likely that they dispersed and transferred. This was already within Mei Da Hanjian's expectations. He was so actively pursuing them, indeed as translator officer Jia Cheng had predicted, to avoid witnessing the Japanese people's ugliness, lest those guys become enraged. Now it's not urgent anymore, so he might as well slow down a bit, lest the Wu Gong team in front be chased to desperation and give him another surprise. Who knows how many of those landmines they still have?

  Zhang Yun Tian temporarily shook off the pursuing soldiers, but behind the Wu Gong team were still enemies following closely, which made them very worried. If they continued to move forward, there would be several more villages ahead. Running past like this would lead the devils to those places, and if another big massacre happened because of it, Zhang Yun Tian wouldn't know how to deal with it. If things really went that way, in the future, ordinary people would probably run away as soon as they saw him.

  Chen Jian didn't care about these things, for him, this time the loss of so many troops was heart-wrenching. To some extent, it could also be said that he was killed by his own recklessness. Chen Jian now deeply regretted his previous recklessness and had the urge to cry out loud if he wasn't being pursued by the enemy. Although his comrades didn't blame him, the wounded soldiers and fallen comrades were silent accusations, deeply piercing this old revolutionary's heart.