Chapter 22 We Surrender
When Diao Desheng and a platoon of puppet soldiers climbed up the mountain breathlessly,
They discovered that the Japanese army had already chased to another hill a hundred meters away, and even the machine gun team and grenade launcher team had reached the valley between the two hills.
Diao Desheng glanced around.
It was discovered that there was not a single body of the Eighth Route Army soldiers on the mountain.
"Failed to hit again?" Diao Desheng exclaimed, "Oh my God, what kind of Eighth Route Army is this? Not only can they shoot accurately, but they can also run so fast."
"This group of Eighth Route Army soldiers is really not simple."
Zhao Youcai nodded repeatedly: "With this fighting style, the imperial army is simply sending itself to death."
Diao Desheng asked in a low voice: "How many imperial soldiers have been killed in total?"
Zhao Youcai said, "I don't know about the other group, but we have killed nine of them in this group, all with one shot. I have never seen such a brutal group of Eighth Route Army."
"Nine dead already? Good God!"
Diao Desheng shrank his neck and whispered, "Almost a whole squad has died. At this rate, we may not be able to make it to dark."
The Japanese troops that attacked this time were a standard infantry squad of 54 people.
It included three infantry squads of 13 people, an 8-man grenade launcher squad, and a 7-man squad headquarters.
However, as soon as they arrived at Tiger Bay, four of them died in the first surprise attack by the Eighth Route Army, including the squad leader. Three more died in the second surprise attack by the Eighth Route Army.
Afterwards, the Japanese army split into two groups and pursued the two groups of Eighth Route Army separately.
Along the way, they had a temporary infantry unit of 15 people, a grenade launcher team of 4 people, and a machine gun team of 4 people, a total of 23 Japanese soldiers.
Plus there are more than 60 puppet troops.
But now 9 devils have died, leaving only 14.
Moreover, the Eighth Route Army hadn't even hit a single target. Even a fool could see that the situation was not good.
Diao Desheng felt that the Japanese army would definitely force them to engage in a firefight with the Eighth Route Army, and they would have no way of avoiding it.
"Listen carefully to me." Diao Desheng lowered his voice and said, "When we engage in a firefight with the Eighth Route Army, you are only allowed to fire into the air. If anyone dares to shoot at the Eighth Route Army, I will skin him alive."
It’s not that Diao Desheng is on the side of the Eighth Route Army, it’s just that he is afraid of it.
This group of Eighth Route Army soldiers are so evil, it is better not to provoke them, so as not to lose your life in vain.
A puppet soldier asked in panic: "Captain, if the Eighth Route Army wants to kill us, we are not allowed to attack them?"
"No." Zhao Youcai said immediately, "The Eighth Route Army still knows the rules. As long as we cooperate, they will not kill people indiscriminately. I can guarantee this."
"Cooperate?" Diao Desheng asked, "How to cooperate?"
Zhao Youcai said: "Put down your weapons immediately."
As they were talking, gunshots suddenly rang out from the front.
"Well, the fight has started again." Diao Desheng said, "I wonder how many people will die this time?"
"At least three or five." Zhao Youcai said, "There aren't many infantrymen left."
Before he finished speaking, he saw two Japanese infantrymen rushing up from the back of the hill in front, and then swooping down towards this side like frightened rabbits.
It was obvious that the two Japanese infantrymen had lost their nerve.
The Japanese machine gun team that had just chased to the middle mountain bay quickly set up their machine guns, and the grenade launcher team also set up two grenade launchers, ready to provide fire support to the infantry.
However, the Eighth Route Army did not show up yet.
The Eighth Route Army did not appear until the two infantrymen who escaped back met up with the machine gun team and the grenade launcher team.
At this time, there were still ten Japanese soldiers left. The highest-ranking one was a sergeant. The sergeant felt that they could not continue chasing like this, so he waved to Diao Desheng to lead the puppet troops forward.
"Diao Sang." The Japanese sergeant said, "You guys, clear the way!"
Diao Desheng's face fell: "Madam, aren't you sending us to our deaths?"
"Baka!" The Japanese sergeant slapped him in the face and threatened, "If you don't go, you'll die!"
Diao Desheng cursed the Japanese sergeant's ancestors in his heart, but after that he still had to lead his puppet troops to chase forward.
While chasing, they secretly prayed in their hearts that the Eighth Route Army would show mercy to them.
I don’t know whether the Eighth Route Army had already left or whether the prayers really worked.
We chased him for at least two kilometers until it was getting dark, but nothing happened.
Now Diao Desheng felt at ease. It seemed that what Zhao Youcai said was right. The Eighth Route Army really abided by the rules. As long as they didn't attack the Eighth Route Army, the Eighth Route Army would not attack them.
At that moment, Diao Desheng was no longer panicked, and his waist was no longer sore. He held the pistol in his hand, walked forward with his head held high and his chest puffed out. The puppet army behind him was also very heroic and high-spirited. If you didn't know them, you would have thought they were an elite unit of the National Army.
Instead, the ten Japanese soldiers following behind looked around, feeling very panicked.
As the chase was going on, gunshots were heard again, but this time they came from the side and rear.
When Diao Desheng looked back hurriedly, he saw four more Japanese soldiers lying in a pool of blood.
This time, the ones killed were the machine gun crew walking in the middle of the Japanese army column. Four Japanese soldiers, the chief shooter, deputy shooter and two ammunition handlers were all killed by the Eighth Route Army at the same time.
The remaining two Japanese infantrymen quickly lay on the ground and fired back with their guns.
A Japanese soldier from the grenade launcher team rushed forward and tried to pick up the Type 96 light machine gun.
Another burst of gunfire rang out, and the four Japanese soldiers in the grenade launcher team also fell in a pool of blood. Now there were only two Japanese soldiers left.
The psychological defenses of the two Japanese soldiers completely collapsed. They shouted, stood up and ran, but after only two steps, they were knocked to the ground by the Eighth Route Army in the dark.
Seeing this scene, Diao Desheng was terrified.
In less than a minute, all ten Japanese soldiers were killed!
This group of Eighth Route Army soldiers are so brutal, so brutal that it makes people tremble with fear!
"Surrender your guns and you won't be killed!" Another loud roar came from the woods behind.
Diao Desheng hesitated for just a moment before he heard a sharp scream in his ears and then felt a lightness on his head.
When he reached out to touch it again, the big hat that was just on his head had been knocked off.
If the shot had been fired half an inch lower, his head would have been blown to pieces. Thinking of this, Diao Desheng immediately fell to his knees on the grass with his hands raised.
"Don't shoot, we surrender!"
Dozens of puppet soldiers followed suit and knelt on the ground.
"Put down your gun and step back fifty meters!"
The Eighth Route Army soldiers in the woods shouted again: "Put your hands on your head and squat down!"
Diao Desheng and his puppet soldiers obediently put down their guns, retreated fifty meters, and squatted down with their heads in their hands.
After a while, a soldier from the Eighth Route Army wearing a gray cotton-padded jacket finally walked out of the woods.
Diao Desheng couldn't help but glance at the woods. He felt that there should be more Eighth Route Army soldiers in the woods. There couldn't be only one Eighth Route Army soldier ambushing them, there must be at least four!
"What are you looking at?" the Eighth Route Army soldier shouted.
Diao Desheng was so scared that he shrank his head and dared not look around.
"Zhao Youcai?" The Eighth Route Army officer laughed, "Why is it you again?"
Zhao Youcai, who was squatting behind Diao Desheng, quickly looked up and forced a smile.
"Master Ba, it is my honor to be your prisoner. One time is not enough."
"Really? Then you should try to be a prisoner more often and send us more weapons and equipment."
The Eighth Route Army soldier laughed, his eyes fell on Diao Desheng, and asked, "Captain? Is he a company commander?"
"I am Diao Desheng." Diao Desheng also smiled and said, "It is an honor to be a prisoner of your army."
"What a shame!" the Eighth Route Army cursed, "But considering that you are all Chinese and know the rules, I will spare your lives for now. Go away!"
The puppet soldiers stood up and wanted to run away as if they had been pardoned.
Diao Desheng suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute!"
After that, he said to the Eighth Route Army soldier, "Master Ba, I have something to say."
"What?" Eighth Route Army asked coldly, "Do you still want us to hold a farewell ceremony?"
"I dare not." Diao Desheng said, "I just feel that if we go back like this, the Imperial Army, no, the Japs, will not spare us and will definitely kill us."
"If we die, won't there be no one to deliver equipment to your army?"
"So, what I mean is, should we leave us some weapons?"
"Even if we only leave a dozen rifles, we will have something to say when we go back to see the Japanese."
"Let's say we fought a bloody battle with your army and finally broke through the encirclement, and lost most of our weapons. This way, next time we meet you, we can send you equipment again."
Eighth Route Army was stunned and said: "What you said makes a lot of sense!"
Diao Desheng asked, "So Master Ba wants to leave us a dozen rifles?"
"What the hell are you thinking? I'll leave you with more than a dozen guns." The Eighth Route Army suddenly turned hostile. "Take off your cotton-padded clothes and get out of here. If you don't disappear within five minutes, you will bear the consequences!"
Diao Desheng was stunned for two seconds and quickly began to take off his cotton coat.
Zhao Youcai and other puppet soldiers cursed Diao Desheng's ancestors for eighteen generations in their hearts.
Damn it, you refused to leave when we asked you to, and now everyone has to go back shirtless.
In less than half a minute, dozens of puppet soldiers took off their uniforms and disappeared on the desolate mountain road.
They were fine when they came, but when they left, these puppet soldiers were only wearing shirts and shorts, and their weapons were gone. They looked so miserable.
