Chapter 139 Captain! Don't Shoot! It's Me!

After the pre-war meeting, the four regiment leaders took their positions. They returned to the area where their troops were located for a final combat readiness inspection.

Commander Yang led a reinforced company of soldiers to a section of railway five kilometers away from the Jingxing Coal Mine. This was the blasting site they had chosen in advance.

In order to choose a suitable position in all aspects, the soldiers took great pains.

It cannot be too far away from the coal mine, otherwise the enemy may not be able to see or hear the explosion, which will defeat the purpose of luring the snake out of the hole.

You can't get too close to the coal mine, otherwise the Japanese will try their best to withdraw from the coal mine after they find out that they have been tricked into luring the tiger away from the mountain.

Although I don’t know how many people the Japanese will send, this battle will definitely be fought. If there are not many enemies coming, then naturally we must strive to annihilate them all. There is no reason not to eat the fat meat that is brought to our lips.

If the size of the enemy is around a squadron, Commander Yang will have to weigh the benefits.

This enhancement is not weak even on paper, with more than 300 people, but overall it lacks heavy weapons. Once there is a firefight with the Japanese, the only weapons that can be used as support weapons are a few grenade launchers and a 60mm gun.

In this case, it may be difficult to annihilate all the enemies, but it will definitely be no problem to hold them back.

Not long after, Commander Yang led the soldiers to the predetermined location. The first thing the comrades did was not to lay explosives, but to lay mines.

Now the enemy is in the open and we are in the dark, and when the enemy's destination is clearly known, weapons that can hinder the enemy's actions and kill effective forces are most suitable.

After arranging all the minefields and explosives, the soldiers immediately returned to the mountains and forests on both sides of the railway, where there were prepared attack positions and standby positions.

Commander Yang looked at the watch on his wrist, and then asked everyone to prepare for battle. Now everything is ready and all he needs is the east wind.

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In the northwest corner of Jingxing Coal Mine, there is a Japanese-style building that is completely different from the surrounding ones.

Looking through the clean doors and windows, you can see that the decoration inside is very luxurious. This is where the three Japanese squadron leaders live.

Compared with the laborers who work day and night in the mining area, the environment in which these three little days were lived seemed to be like paradise.

But even though they live a life of masters, the three of them are very dissatisfied with the current situation. Whenever they have free time, they will get together to drink and take the opportunity to vent their dissatisfaction.

Since the third squadron is responsible for the Qingxiang mission this month, the remaining two squadron captains are relatively leisurely. After the two devils finished handling their daily affairs, they went to the public recreation room to have a few drinks.

Junji Miyajima of the 1st Squadron was not very good at drinking, and he was already a little drunk at this time.

Wearing a white scarf on his head, he picked up his wine glass with blurred eyes and took a sip, then stuffed a few edamame into his mouth.

After a meal of eating and drinking, the Japs looked in front of him and said with some melancholy:

"Fujimura-kun, I've really had enough of life here. I joined the army to make contributions and expand the territory. Now I stay in this shabby coal mine every day, and my fighting spirit has been completely wiped out."

After hearing what his comrades said, Fujimura Hiroto of the Second Squadron nodded in agreement.

Although the First Army of Jin Province has not taken any big actions recently, there are still more or less battles to fight. Among the fellow villagers who joined the army at the same time as them, a number have already become captains.

But the three of them were in a worse situation. There was almost no room for advancement in the coal mine's garrison duties.

Not only did he not get any military merit, he was often harassed by the guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army. Once there is a problem with the railway or the coal mine, the superiors will always hold them responsible immediately.

Moreover, the life here is very monotonous. Originally, the three of them could still enjoy bullying the prisoners of war.

But three years later, except for those few hard-core soldiers, almost all the soldiers of the Republic of China who could bring them some happiness were dead.

Thinking of this, Fujimura Hiroto sighed at first, but his eyes quickly lit up again, as if he had thought of something.

I ate a piece of pickled radish this little day, filled the two glasses in front of me with wine, and then said to my colleagues:

"Miyajima-kun, a major friend of mine told me some news some time ago. My younger brother is planning to put pressure on Daiying and Gaulji while they are busy with themselves."

"In my opinion, we will attack Southeast Asia sooner or later. Except for the poor living conditions there, the rest is definitely much better than the Republic of China. There are definitely enough opportunities for war."

"Those of us who have no background can only be promoted through military merit. If you are interested, let's work together to see if we can try our luck there."

It was obvious that Junji Miyajima was interested in this proposal. After hearing these words this little day, the whole person became excited, as if he would be out of the sea of ​​suffering soon.

The two of them swept away their previous bad luck and continued drinking and having fun. Soon, Showa's ditty was heard in the common room.

But the happy time was very short-lived. Suddenly there was a loud noise in the distance, followed by several explosions. The originally quiet mining area immediately erupted in exclamations from the miners and the Japanese.

Less than two minutes passed before the door of the public recreation room was carefully pushed open by a traitor.

The Japanese at the grassroots level knew that their squadron leaders did not like to be disturbed when they were drinking, so the hard job of reporting the news was naturally pushed to the traitors who had no human rights.

This second Japanese who looked like a mining police officer looked very panicked, as if he would be killed in the next second.

Facts proved that his premonition was not wrong. Miyajima Junji, whose dream was interrupted, directly picked up the Nambu 14-type pistol beside him. After seeing this scene, the dog traitor immediately knelt on the ground and shouted:

"Captain! Don't shoot! It's me!"

Hearing the other party's begging for mercy, Miyajima Junji rubbed his eyes. After seeing the person clearly, he took back the turtle box. After all, this is a typical person he supported, and he still has use.

"Oh~ It's you, kid, what's the matter with you being so absent-minded."

After his life was no longer in danger, the traitor breathed a sigh of relief. He got up from the ground and replied to the two people in front of him:

"Go out and have a look, something big has happened! Our railway has been bombed again!"

Although the gathering of the two was interrupted, business must be more important, which is their duty.

After hearing the report from the traitor, the two squadron leaders immediately ran to the observation post in the mining area, which was already surrounded by soldiers and mine police. Miyajima Junji grabbed a telescope and then immediately went upstairs to stand on the sentry post and observed carefully.

When he saw the location of the explosion point, his face changed immediately, and his fist hit the guardrail in front of him heavily. The pain and shock even sobered up the devil.

"Baga! The damn guerrillas are here again! Why are these people as annoying as flies! Can't I live a peaceful life for a day?"

"What is the third squadron doing? So many people can't protect a section of railway. These food-wasting gluttons should commit suicide by cutting their stomachs!"

For these devils who lie in the occupied area and suck blood, they have long regarded this place as their own territory.

Moreover, after this section of the railway was destroyed, the coal excavated from the Jingxing Coal Mine could not be transported to the three major factories, and every day of delay would cause great losses.

This was undoubtedly very difficult for the Japanese soldiers stationed there to accept.

If this section of the railway could not be restored to traffic at the fastest speed, then let alone going to Southeast Asia to win military merits, everyone might be killed by Mizuhara Yoshishige, the pervert who deals with intelligence.

It was no longer important whether the guerrillas could be caught. The top priority now was to repair the railway as soon as possible. If the railway was not repaired when the next train came, it would be a big deal.

Thinking of this, Miyajima Junji decided to lead the team and set off immediately, so he shouted to the people below:

"Notify the first squadron to assemble! Come with me to check the place where the explosion occurred! Remember to bring the railway maintenance workers! Those who don't want to be punished, get moving!"

After the order was issued, the soldiers under the sentry immediately ran to the gate of the mining area. This kind of thing has happened before, and the Japanese soldiers have also undergone special training.

Several squad leaders blew the assembly whistles hanging on their chests, and the Japanese soldiers came from all directions and gathered at the gate of the coal mine.

As if thinking of something, the Japanese squadron leader told Fujimura Hiroto beside him:

"The garrison work in the mine area is handed over to you. You must pay attention to safety to prevent those damn guerrillas from sneaking in during the chaos."

"The third squadron has not returned yet. I don't know if it is in danger. Let's keep in touch. If anything happens, please notify our squadron as soon as possible."

Just when these Japanese soldiers were about to set off, the communicator in the mine area suddenly rushed over. He handed the portable phone in his hand to Junji Miyajima.

The other end of the phone was a major stationed in Jingxing County. As the closest garrison battalion, he had to worry about the railway and coal mine.

When the explosion occurred, he immediately ordered the troops to assemble and be ready to rush to support at any time.

"Miyajima-san, what happened over there? Did the enemy attack you? Do you need support from our brigade? Did the coal mine have an accident? Was the railway damaged?"

Although Miyajima was anxious, he could only patiently answer the other party's questions in this situation. After all, the other party was kind-hearted, not to mention that his military rank was two levels higher than his.

After hearing the prediction from the coal mine, the major gave a long sigh of relief and gave Taijun's affirmation! After all, the guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army have been destroying things for a long time, so as long as they can be repaired, it's not a big problem.

"Yoshi! You are indeed experienced Miyajima-san! I'll leave this matter to you! Remember to report to me in time after finding out the situation! Once the enemy is found, destroy them immediately on the spot."

"Go ahead! I'm optimistic about you!"

"Hi!"

After ending the communication, Miyajima Junji immediately rushed to the place where his men gathered.

These devils were very fast, and there were already three trucks and five motorcycles waiting to set off at the gate.

Although the road conditions around Jingxing Coal Mine were not very good, the materials they needed to repair the railway, such as sleepers and steel rail spikes, were not light and could not be carried without transportation.

As for the reason for bringing a sidecar motorcycle, it was to allow the soldiers to carry light machine guns.

Although the weapons and equipment of those guerrillas were poor, it was definitely not a bad thing to bring more weapons without affecting the speed. Maybe there would be a big harvest today.

With the help of the vehicle, the Japanese soon arrived at the Zhengtai Railway. The chaotic scene in front showed that it had just been destroyed.

However, Junji Miyajima was a little surprised.

For some reason, the damn guerrillas did not push down the electric poles this time. They did not even cut the wires, and the street lights that should have been turned off were still on.

With the light provided by this light, he could see a gap of ten meters just by observing with his naked eyes, but this was not the most fatal.

There were several large pits of several meters in the middle of the railway, plus broken rails and burning sleepers scattered around. Anyone with a sound IQ knew that this was caused by a bomb.

Now the Japanese are thankful that they found it in time, otherwise the transport train would definitely derail after it came. At that time, it would not only be a matter of not protecting the railway, but also aggravated the crime.

The situation at the scene was worse than expected. Miyajima Junji, the leader, felt that his blood pressure was rising. He cursed and directed his men to put out the fire.

"Why don't these guerrillas play by the rules! Didn't they pry off the rails and steal the sleepers in the past? Even if they get rich, they can't forget their roots! Why are they willing to use explosives today?"

"Damn it, this level of damage can't be repaired in one night! Why don't these cowards dare to fight the locust army with real swords and guns!"

"First and second squads! You are responsible for cooperating with the maintenance personnel to carry out emergency repairs! Third squad, stay alert! Pay attention to whether there are enemies on both sides of the railway!"

Facing the pig talk of their own captain, many Japanese soldiers silently complained in their hearts.

The Eighth Route Army is an enemy, but they are not fools. If they have the strength to fight with real swords and guns, who would play guerrilla warfare with you?

But these days have been blinded by their own inertial thinking. Because there are too many similar experiences before, they naturally think that it is a trick of the guerrillas.

They never thought that the troops that caused the current situation would be the regular Eighth Route Army, and it is an enhanced version of comprehensive replacement of muskets with cannons.

As a Japanese soldier who had worked his way up from the grassroots, Junji Miyajima, although he had not systematically learned various tactics, had a lot of experience summed up with blood.

It was a pity that the third squad did not seriously carry out the tasks assigned to him. The attitude of those Japanese soldiers was extremely lax, and they did not even come to the hidden position of the reinforced company to check.

Just when all the enemies were not vigilant, a red flare rose from the forest beside the railway. The time was exactly eight o'clock!

"Fire for me!"

With the order of the commander of the reinforced company, the soldiers who had been waiting in the attack position immediately launched an attack.

The bullets of rifles and light machine guns first shot at the third squad of the Japanese soldiers. They didn't know what happened for dozens of days, and lost more than half of them in the first wave of attack!

Junji Miyajima's reaction speed was very fast. At the moment of the gunshot, he led several nearby soldiers to find a suitable bunker.

"Baga! Where is the gun! What's going on? Who is attacking us?"

Although these three consecutive questions made him look a little flustered, the little Japanese soldier still made the most correct choice at the first time.

"Take out the lights! We're ambushed!"

Damn it! Seriously!