Chapter 2057 A Battle that Takes Time

The puppet army leader turned over and woke up. Although he saw his uncle, he also saw the black muzzle of the gun. For a moment, he was dumbfounded.

"Keep your voice down and call your people up. Don't make any noise. If you make any noise, these Eighth Route Army uncles will shoot again." The old six whispered to him.

When he heard his uncle say this, the puppet army leader with a big nose blinked his eyes hard again. When he looked into the turret again, he realized that something was really wrong!

"Eighth Route Army uncles, don't shoot!" After all, the head of the puppet army reacted quickly, "Whatever you say, we will do it!"

Just before this action, the old six had already told Qian Chuan'er that you must not kill my nephew. He is just trying to make a living. You can let him be an insider, he can do it!

And the fact is really like this.

But Qian Chuan'er still chose the safer way and asked the old six to lower the suspension bridge.

Since Qian Chuan wanted to capture the Japanese squad leader alive, he couldn't shoot yet, which meant that this was not a quick battle!

"Our Eighth Route Army comrades just want to kill the little devils on the roof. If you wake up your people and tell them to squat down honestly, nothing will happen." At this time, Lao Liu said to Da Bi again.

"Okay." Da Bi looked at the black muzzle of the gun, what else could he say.

But since his uncle said so, the puppet soldiers would just pretend that nothing happened.

Lao Liu gestured, and the muzzle pointing at the puppet soldier's head moved away.

The puppet army leader shook his head vigorously and blinked a few times, and then he confirmed that what he saw was not fake, and there were really Eighth Route Army soldiers entering their artillery tower.

"Wake up, everyone, don't make a sound, whoever is born, I will throw you into the moat!" After all, he was the leader, and the puppet army leader, that is, the big nose, immediately guessed the intention of the "Eighth Route Army".

The old man said that Qian Chuan'er and his men were the Eighth Route Army just for convenience. As for the National Army sneaking into the Japanese devils' artillery tower at night, at least he has not heard of it yet. Of course, Qian Chuan'er didn't care when he said that Qian Chuan'er and his men were the Eighth Route Army.

What he wanted was the Japanese squad leader. Even if he said that his group was bandits, what could it matter?

The big nose pulled the puppet soldiers one by one, and after they woke up, he didn't tell them and couldn't make a sound. This was the benefit of him calling people.

If it were Qian Chuan'er and his men, it would be too difficult for them to make the puppet soldiers silent when they just woke up!

Although Qian Chuan'er had made various plans in advance, he didn't expect such a situation to occur. If it wasn't for the old man patting his chest to guarantee his eldest nephew, Qian Chuan'er would rather stab these puppet soldiers to death on the bed with a knife. This was too much trouble!

Fortunately, there were only about ten puppet soldiers sleeping on the first floor. After all, all of them woke up. When they woke up, they behaved the same way as the puppet soldier with a big nose, with a confused look on their faces!

But fortunately, they didn't make any loud noises.

Under Qian Chuan'er's order, the puppet soldiers squatted on the big bed facing the wall.

Then Qian Chuan'er pointed to the second floor.

There were also puppet soldiers on the second floor, and the stupid Qin Chuan and his men had already gone up there.

But they didn't do anything. When they met such people who were just hanging around in the puppet army, Qian Chuan'er and his men really couldn't kill them!

There were people watching the puppet soldiers below, and Qian Chuan'er and his men went up to the second floor again with the big nose.

In the next two minutes, the situation on the first floor was repeated again, and all the puppet soldiers squatted on the bed.

Once the puppet soldiers on the second floor were dealt with, only the Japanese soldiers on the third floor were left!

At this time, the puppet soldiers heard the sound of footsteps coming from the gun tower where they were.

Most of the puppet soldiers were obedient. If you don't let me turn around, then I won't turn around.

Only the puppet army leader Big Nose, who was squatting on the second floor, looked back and saw that more than a dozen people with box guns on their backs and bayonets in their hands were all on the stairs to the third floor one by one.

Seeing Big Nose turn around, the Northeast Army soldier who was looking at them with a gun was about to speak to stop him, but the old six waved his hand.

To say that this old six has become the middleman this time, the people of the Eighth Route Army and the puppet army, they are all his people!

"How did the Eighth Route Army grandfather get in?" Big Nose asked Old Six, his sixth uncle, in a very low voice.

"I let him in." The old six replied in a low voice.

Big Nose grinned and didn't say anything else.

In fact, he also knew that his sixth uncle had contacts with the Eighth Route Army. He even told his sixth uncle in private that you should also build a relationship between us and the Eighth Route Army. We will never fight the Eighth Route Army, and the Eighth Route Army should not deal with us. If the Eighth Route Army asks us for guns and bullets, we can also give some!

The puppet army is also Chinese. As long as they are not the stubborn traitors, the huge China will not be able to escape the word "human feelings" after all!

But at this time, the Northeast Army soldiers who were going to the third floor ran into trouble!

The big old fool in the front gently reached out and pushed the door at the staircase, but it didn't open!

He took the bayonet in his hand and tried to insert it through the gap in the door, but he couldn't get it in!

Qian Chuaner had asked Lao Liu in advance that there was a door at the staircase between the Japanese soldiers living on the third floor and the puppet soldiers living on the second floor.

During the day, the door was naturally open, but at night when they went to bed, the Japanese army locked the door from the inside.

After all, the Japanese are Japanese, and the Chinese are Chinese. The Japanese army would never sleep with the door open and leave their safety to the puppet army. This is all reasonable.

However, since the puppet army leader was Lao Liu's nephew, he had already asked clearly that he could use a sharp knife to stab the bolt inside on the second floor and move the bolt away little by little!

But who would have thought that the Japanese army would fix the door that was already deformed, but Lao Liu didn't know this!

Of course, now that Qian Chuan'er and his men can break in, it is inevitable that the Japanese soldiers inside will react when they kick the door. If a gunshot is heard, who knows whether Qian Chuan'er's plan to capture the Japanese squad leader alive will succeed?

Qian Chuan'er undoubtedly saw the situation ahead, and he began to quickly analyze how to solve the dilemma at hand.

He cast his eyes on the firing holes of the turret and walked over quietly. He just made a gesture and confirmed that he could get out of the firing hole!

During the day, he had observed these firing holes. The firing holes were wide outside and narrow inside, forming a trapezoidal shape. This was to provide a wider field of vision and shooting range for the shooter when shooting inside.

So the firing holes became narrower as they went inside. If a person was very thin, when drilling the hole, as long as the head could get out, the body could get out.

Qian Chuan'er determined the situation and went to the big nose and asked in a low voice.

"Can you get to the third floor from the roof?" Qian Chuan'er asked.

"Yes, but there are usually Japanese soldiers on the roof as sentinels." The big nose replied quickly.

"Fortunately, I brought it! Take off your leggings!" Qian Chuan'er whispered, and then he waved his hand and a soldier came forward and handed over something similar to a hook.

Saying it was similar to a hook was just a description, and when the big nose saw it, he felt familiar with it.

That was not a hook? It was called a scratcher, and it was the head of the three-tooth scratcher that his second grandmother's family, that is, his sixth uncle's family, used to pick firewood every time!

He had asked the blacksmith to make that scratcher when he was out on business!

Qian Chuan'er whispered a few words to a soldier, and then he ran to the firing hole in the north. With the help of other soldiers, he really got his upper body out of the firing hole. At this time, there were naturally soldiers in the gun tower holding his feet to prevent him from falling.

At this time, the scratcher had been processed according to Qian Chuan'er's request.

The rope was tied to the bottom of the three-tooth scratcher with leggings, and the three teeth of the three-tooth scratcher were wrapped with cloth and then handed to Qian Chuan'er through the firing hole.

At this time, everyone in the gun tower knew what Qian Chuan'er was going to do.

All of them listened attentively, and after a while, they faintly heard a slight knocking sound from the roof. It must be Qian Chuan'er throwing the three-foot hook used as a hook onto the parapet wall above the turret.

Then Qian Chuan'er's feet went out. No need to ask, the three-foot hook must have been hung on the parapet wall. Qian Chuan'er pulled the rope and climbed directly to the roof.

The second floor of the turret became quiet, with only the kerosene lamp flickering there.

The puppet soldiers squatted honestly in the big bunk facing the wall.

The Northeast Army soldiers who entered the second floor lined up one by one at the stairs with bayonets in their hands.

The puppet army leader Dabi looked at the door at the staircase with trepidation.

At this time, he certainly hoped that the Eighth Route Army could succeed in the surprise attack!

Because in this matter, the puppet army is not free from responsibility anyway. If this fails, the Japanese army will ask him to hand over his uncle, which is impossible. If it really comes to that, he would rather give up his skin!

In the eyes of Big Nose, this kind of waiting is long.

However, in the eyes of the veterans of Shang Zhenying, they did not wait for a while, and then saw the door of the staircase entrance illuminated by the kerosene lamp opened silently, and Qian Chuan actually went down from the roof to the third floor and really opened the door at the staircase!

And at the moment the door opened, more than a dozen soldiers of the Northeast Army, led by Da Laoben, disappeared silently in the darkness of the third floor after the door opened with bayonets in their hands.

The puppet army's big nose just looked at it, and he felt his heart speeding up.

At this time, from the door of the third floor, a red light brighter than the kerosene lamp suddenly appeared. It was the glow produced by the candle after it was lit!

The puppet soldiers used kerosene lamps, but the Japanese army used candles!

The puppet soldier had a big nose and felt his heart skip a beat when he heard a sound coming from the third floor. It was the sound of a sharp blade piercing through the body, just like the sound his sixth uncle made when he killed a pig today!

But the sound was so dense, and it was like the rush of chopping dumplings during the Chinese New Year!

The sound really didn't last for a while, and suddenly a voice came from above saying, "It's done!"

And in such a sound, no Japanese soldier could scream!