Chapter 51: The Harassment War Begins

  It appears to be a small logistics team of the Japanese army, with a Japanese soldier at the front carrying a Type 38 rifle on his shoulder, and a small flag with a red cross symbol attached to the gun barrel. Among the group, there are also some Chinese people who seem to be farmers, carrying loads under the supervision of Japanese soldiers with bayonets.

  Apart from humans, there were also several water buffalo inside, with wooden boxes loaded on their backs. On the back of the front water buffalo, a Japanese soldier was riding.

  Wu Bing said to his comrades beside him: Prepare for battle, the devils are only four people, we must achieve a quick victory, be extremely careful not to harm the ordinary people.

  There's only one silencer-equipped pistol, you take it, Vulture! You and Sparrowhawk take care of the first two, Raven and I will handle the last two. The rest of us will use knives to deal with the devils, try not to fire your guns.

  Yes. Several people nodded in response.

  The enemy's troops are getting closer and closer, almost approaching the ambush site of the small squad.

  The little devil riding on the cow's back seemed to be in a good mood, suddenly opening his mouth and humming a folk song from R, the tune sounded quite strange.

  Wu Bing muttered to himself: Hurry up and sing, kid! Soon you'll be reporting to King Yan, no, that's not right, it should be returning to the Jingguo Shrine. As he spoke, he quietly drew out his dagger from its sheath, ready to attack.

  His vanguard quickly entered the ambush circle set by Wu's troops, just as the enemy was entering the best position to attack.

  Wu Bing waved his hand at the crowd, made an attacking gesture, and then flew out. Two steps took him to the nearest little devil in front of him, shaking his hand and throwing the dagger in his hand towards the farthest little devil from himself. With a smooth motion, he wrapped his arm around the neck of the little devil who had been frightened stiff beside him, and with a sudden twist of his arm, he broke the little devil's cervical vertebrae.

  At this time, Deputy Captain Bald Eagle also killed the two little devils in front.

  The mountain eagle and the crow walked to Wu Bing's side, with a hint of resentment, saying: White-headed eagle, your movements are too fast, both little devils were solved by you alone.

  Yes! Even faster than I can pull the trigger. Deputy Captain Bald Eagle said helplessly.

  Wu Bing smiled and said: You guys! If you work harder in your usual training, your skills will be better than mine.

  He then said: Hurry up and sweep the battlefield, we will be transferred in a while.

  Turning to the several frightened fellow villagers, he said: Fellow villagers, don't be afraid, we are the National Army. The fellow villagers heard that the people in front of them were the National Army, their own army, and their panicked faces finally eased up.

  An old fellow plucked up courage and said: "Sir, can we go home?"

  Wu Bing said calmly: Of course you can go home, but can you help us unload the things on the cow's back first?

  Several fellow villagers hastily said: Okay, okay.

  With the help of several fellow villagers, they quickly unloaded several large wooden boxes from the cow's back. Wu Bing asked the fellow villagers to take away the water buffalo and leave it for them to use for farming.

  Wu Bing watched as several fellow villagers left, then he and the team members opened the wooden box in front of them, seeing that it was filled with hand grenades and ammunition.

  Wu Bing said to several team members: Everyone take some hand grenades, and set up the remaining ones as landmines to leave a surprise for the little devils.

  Everyone packed some hand grenades into their backpacks, then dragged the four R-military corpses in front of the wooden box. Eagle and Sparrow hid the hand grenades inside the wooden box and tied the pull rings to the buttons or waistbands of the dead R-military uniforms.

  Wu Bing was still uneasy and set up two more booby traps under the box before turning around to leave with his teammates.

  The crowd walked for about two more miles before stopping, and in front of them to the left appeared the outlines of several houses. A few people quietly snuck over.

  These are three ordinary rooms, one of which has been partially destroyed by artillery fire. The middle room is relatively intact, with the door closed and the window blocked by something. A few very faint rays of light seep through the gaps in the door and window.

  Originally Wu Bing's intention was not to disturb the devils here, but just as Wu Bing and a few others were about to leave.

  A low and high voice came from the house, Wu Bing was a little curious about what these soldiers were talking about. He also wanted to see if there was any useful information in their conversation.

  Several people quietly listened to the conversation of the person inside the house, but as they listened, the crowd grew more and more indignant. Several people couldn't help but glare at the house with anger in their eyes.

  It turns out that these R soldiers have been talking about some murderous experiences since landing in Z country.

  Then a samurai said: "Congratulations, Yamamoto-san, you have finally become a warrior."

  At this time, a voice was heard from the Japanese army called Yamamoto: Thanks to Mr. Mitsui's help, if it wasn't for you letting me practice stabbing with the old people of our country, I wouldn't have become a real samurai. Then there was a burst of laughter in the room, and then the little devil inside said some dirty words.

  Damn it, these beasts! May the White Eagle annihilate them! Sparrow said indignantly.

  The crowd also indignantly said: White-headed eagle, go ahead!

  Wu Bing was also angry in his heart, damn it, these little devils are too arrogant.

  Then he said to the crowd: Come on, kill these little devils who have no humanity.

  The sparrow boldly went forward to 'touch' the little devil's mobile phone, and saw the sparrow quietly circling behind the mobile phone.

  Suddenly, a sparrow followed closely and arrived beside the little devil. One hand covered the mouth of the patrolling whistle, and the other hand took out the dagger that had fallen into his mouth. In an instant, it was inserted into the back of the patrolling whistle's head, and the patrolling whistle immediately went limp in the sparrow's arms. The corpse was dragged to a corner, and he waved at Wu Bing and others to indicate safety.

  Wu Bing and others arrived at the door, pointing at the crow and eagle. Two men stood in front of the door with submachine guns. Wu Bing kicked the door open with one foot, and quickly dodged to the side.

  The crow and the eagle saw that the door of the house was kicked open by Wu's soldiers, who then fired their submachine guns into the house. By the time a clip of bullets had been emptied, there wasn't a single living creature left inside the house.

  A few people had just entered the house when Wu Bing ordered his men to behead these little devils.

  They splattered their blood on the wall and painted a picture with it.

  A painting of a national flag being struck by lightning.

  After doing all this, Wu Bing saw that the team members had arranged the heads into a Beijing opera pattern and nodded in satisfaction. He said to the team members: Let's retreat! The little devils must have heard the gunfire and will definitely come to check it out.

  Everyone nodded in agreement and left the house one after another. The crow spat on the corpse on the ground as it was about to leave, saying: "You guys are so arrogant. You even use us for assassination training, you deserve it."

  Wu Bing patted his helmet and said: Stop nagging here, hurry up and retreat.