Chapter 42: Daring Ambush

  October 2nd, 1931, at 8 o'clock in the evening.

  Rin Shirōtarō personally experienced the alley-fighting capabilities of the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Army within Fengtian City. He has been unable to sleep for several days, as the city's deadly snipers, terrifying firepower, and frantic tanks and planes have truly made him lose the courage to continue fighting.

  Especially with Hirata Yukihiko already dead, the Kwantung Army was even more severely damaged, his entire division almost annihilated. "Terrible Shina people! Despicable Northeast Anti-Japanese Army! That killable Zhao Xiaofeng!" Hayashi Kanetarō gritted his teeth and roared: "I hate alley battles!"

  For four or five days in a row, both sides had been quiet! But he knew that such silence would not last long.

  The headquarters has received news that the Japanese army's reinforcements for Shenyang are about to arrive, especially the two divisions from Korea and Japan, which will arrive at the latest in five days. This will further strengthen their own strength, and the Battle of Shenyang will also face even greater pressure. Those Northeast Anti-Japanese Army who can only rely on street fighting to win will be in trouble from now on.

  After a light snowfall, the night sky looked somewhat pale and was quiet enough to make people feel a little scared.

  Lin Xiangsheng and his subordinates, who had mixed with the troops of the 39th Route Army, never thought that the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Forces, which had become a lone city in Fengtian, would have the courage and ability to attack them.

  Wang Deqing could already see the Japanese military camp clearly, and the discipline of the Japanese army was still quite strict. Although they thought the enemy had no ability to attack, the sentries they should have dispatched were still closely monitoring the surroundings.

  The plan to launch a surprise attack on the Japanese had become extremely difficult, Wang Deqing waved his hand back.

  "Mortar!"

  Forty mortar men crept up quietly from behind and laid down twenty mortars in the front line positions.

  "We'll launch a surprise attack from behind! Drive all Japanese before us!" King Teh-ching commanded.

  "Machine gunner!"

  Fifty machine gunners immediately crawled forward in front of the mortar and each found a place to hide.

  The Japanese army camp was now in a deep sleep except for the sentry at his post, when Wang Deqing suddenly waved his hand and shouted: "Fire!"

  Twenty mortars fired simultaneously, producing a deafening "Boom! Boom!...", and in an instant, the massive explosion shook the earth, as if it was shaking mountains. The massive explosion pierced through the silent night sky.

  The Japanese military camp was immediately blown up and it was a mess everywhere.

  The sentry patrolling the simple fortifications in front of the Japanese army barracks was also immediately hit by machine guns and sniper rifles, falling into a pool of blood.

  The entire Japanese military camp was suddenly thrown into chaos, with the sound of Japanese chatter and the scolding of officers filling the air.

  Seeing the Japanese soldiers rushing towards him in a state of panic, Wang Deqing immediately shouted "Hand grenade!"

  Under the cover of machine guns and mortars, taking advantage of the Japanese army's chaotic situation, more than 100 grenade throwers immediately rushed forward a dozen steps, countless grenades flew out like hail, explosions sounded again, one after another, rumbling sounds mixed with the "rattling" sound of machine guns, the "rumbling" sound of mortars, like a death knell, taking away the lives of the invaders.

  The Northeast Anti-Japanese Army's sudden and unannounced attack threw the entire Japanese military camp into complete chaos, but the Japanese army was indeed disciplined, and in less than five minutes, they began to organize a powerful resistance, with many Japanese soldiers even fighting in their underwear.

  When the timing was almost right, Wang Deqing immediately issued a withdrawal order.

  "Kill the enemy!" The Japanese sergeant shouted, waving his command sword.

  One by one, Japanese soldiers also seemed to have woken up from their dreams and began chasing after the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Army from behind.

  Suddenly, the three 88 artillery pieces deployed on the periphery began to fire, "Boom! Boom! Boom!" Large numbers of Japanese were blown to death, and the entire battlefield was immediately filled with blood and flesh. The Japanese began to retreat in a panic towards the rear.

  "Report to the commander!" Wang Deqing reported: "Our battalion successfully completed the surprise attack mission! We defeated the enemy's forward position!"

  "Good!" Zhao Xiaofeng asked in a cold voice: "What about our losses?"

  "Report! We've lost three soldiers! A dozen or so are injured!" Wang Deqing continued with a pleased tone: "The enemy has probably lost over five hundred men!"

  "Bastard!" Zhao Xiao Feng roared: "What did I say at the beginning? Not a single one can die! Do you know that these damn Japanese are not worth our soldiers going all out for?! Do you understand?"

  "Yes!" Seeing the commander suddenly get so angry, Wang Deqiang immediately knew the severity of the situation and was so scared that he didn't even dare to breathe.

  "Alright!" Zhao Xiao Feng waved his hand and said, "You lead the troops to leave the city immediately! Gather with our tank troops near Sanjianfang and wait for orders!"

  "Yes!"

  The next night at 10 o'clock, the second battalion, led by Mountain Cat, launched a surprise attack on the simple fortifications that the Japanese had just built.

  Their mortars and machine guns were like never-ending, crazily pouring a rain of bullets into the enemy's position across from them.

  In the midst of shouting, machine gun fire and explosions, nearly four hundred soldiers simultaneously charged towards the Japanese who had not yet regained their composure. Hand grenades were all thrown at their positions, then quickly retreated.

  "Hakka, impossible, impossible!" Lin Xiang Shilang roared as he listened to the explosion sounds coming from outside: "How can the Chinese army possibly attack every night?"

  "Annihilate them, annihilate them!" Lin Xiangshilang roared at his chief of staff.

  "General, the Chinese army's firepower is simply too crazy, dozens of machine guns are firing indiscriminately without regard for ammunition, and the grenades and mortars are being used to an unbelievable extent. Our soldiers' weapons and ammunition are now severely lacking, with each soldier having only a few rounds left on average. Moreover, the enemy will retreat after a while, General, with our current strength we can repel them without problem, but it is fundamentally impossible to annihilate this Chinese army!" The division chief of staff immediately reminded.

  "We can't beat them but we must fight! We are the invincible Imperial Japanese Army!" Lin Heiichiro shouted again.

  "Yes!"

  But by the time the Japanese had organized a party to pursue, the Wildcats were already withdrawing with their troops, and the angry Japanese could only fire a few harmless shots at their backs.

  "The detestable Chinese troops come every night to harass our forces, now many of our soldiers are exhausted!" reported the Chief of Staff.

  "Hah!" Lin Xun's tenth Lang was so angry that he walked back and forth in the camp, suddenly, he said: "The Chinese army attacks every night, this time, we order our troops to sleep during the day, at night we set up traps and wait for them to come and die!"

  "Hi!"

  Caoyue, who had been eager to try, was now anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and kept coming to Zhao Xiaofeng's face and asking: "Commander! Can we attack now?"

  Zhao Xiaofeng shook his head as he gazed out at the inky blackness of the night: "No way! The Japanese are probably already setting up ambushes waiting for us to fall into their trap!"

  "How much longer must we wait?" Cao Zhi hastily asked.

  "I told you long ago! I asked you to go back to sleep and act again at noon tomorrow, why are you still asking?" Zhao Xiao Feng blamed.

  "How...how...cough! Who can sleep now?!" Grass shouted, jumping up and down.

  "Go to sleep even if you can't!" Zhao Xiao Feng ignored him and flew back to his bed, having no choice but to go back to sleep.

  "This night is really hard to get through! I was tossing and turning on the bed, feeling dizzy and confused, until the sun shone high. Just as I fell asleep, Zhao Xiaofeng came knocking on the door: "Get up! It's time to take action!"

  A skeleton suddenly appeared on the grass and crawled up. It looked outside and shouted "Ah!" At this time, it was already noon.

  Seeing the three regiments gathered outside the door, Cao Daqiang couldn't help but mock himself: "Sorry about that, overslept, will make up for it by killing a few more devils later!"

  This time, due to good visibility, Cao Fei led three battalions all the way into the Japanese army camp and killed two Japanese sergeants.

  Hayashi no Tsurugi's anger was like thunder, but he could only watch as the grass on the hillside flew away, leading his troops to retreat easily.

  "Forward! Forward! Order the soldiers to divide into two teams, patrol day and night without stopping! Advance the patrol location one mile forward!"

  "Yes!"

  At this time, Zhao Xiaofeng was riding on the North Gate, waiting for the arrival of the famous anti-Japanese heroes Yang Jingyu, Zhao Shangzhi and Xiao Le.

  On the fifth day at dawn, several troops indeed marched towards the north gate of Fengtian City. Twenty machine guns immediately targeted the incoming troops.

  The leader outside the city was tall and thin, with extremely long arms that almost reached his knees. He had a square face, thick eyebrows, and big eyes, exuding an aura of majesty. Zhao Xiaofeng immediately guessed that this person was Yang Jingyu.

  Zhao Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence for the approaching figure, but at this moment he still couldn't go forward to greet him, and could only stand on the city wall and shout: "State your name!"

  "Down with Yang Jingyu!" the newcomer replied in a voice as loud as a bell.

  "Good fellow!" Zhao Xiao Feng sincerely praised: "It's actually Brother Jing Yu! Please come in quickly!"

  Zhao Xiaofeng hastily went down to greet them, and saw that Yang Jingyu was closely followed by two people, a man and a woman. The man was short and sturdy, equally majestic and powerful. The woman was beautiful and elegant, not at all inferior to the men, but they were too far away, and Zhao Xiaofeng couldn't see clearly.