The staff member's panic was no less than that of Hashimoto. He wanted to run to the strongest bunker to avoid it, but was caught and instructed by Hashimoto. He was very unhappy, but the commander had to be executed. When he turned around and ran away, the staff member murmured to himself, "Can't stupid Hashimoto hear the gunshots in the distance?"

The Japanese Mugu Brigade was about 3 kilometers away from the local area and faced a joint attack from the 13th Detachment of the Anti-Japanese United Army and the 9th Detachment. It was hard to support it and was unable to take care of everything else. The captain of the Mugu Brigade also guarded the radio station and shouted wildly, asking the communications soldiers to call Hashimoto Brigade to move closer to his side.

The situation on Hashimoto's side is becoming increasingly critical. In addition to one of the valley entrances that has been opened by the Anti-Japanese United Nations League, the other valley entrance is also in danger. The fewer soldiers defending the defense are fighting, and some soldiers have begun to find a way to escape despite the officer's orders.

The combat effectiveness of Hashimoto's brigade was not high. In addition to the more than 100 basic officers and non-commissioned officers transferred from other regiments, the remaining more than 100 soldiers were mostly soldiers who had been "punished". These soldiers did not have much loyalty to the emperor. There were also some Korean youths who were not well trained and had just joined the army. They came to earn money and improve their social status in order to join the army. If they really fought, they would feel that they were not prepared enough.

Some soldiers even secretly gave up their positions and went down into the valley when the fog gradually rose in the valley to pick up the clothes of the beaten workers, and then followed the team of large groups of workers to run out of the valley without a sound.

More than a dozen supervisors gathered around Quan Doohuan, trying in vain to prevent a large group of workers from gathering and running outwards. Some workers were shot and killed. Feared by close shooting of Quan Doohuan and others, a group of workers with hundreds of people were forced to retreat again.

Lu Bingrui and Zhao Qingshan were rushing back with dozens of people. Seeing that the valley entrance had been successfully captured by his own people, Lu Bingrui said to him and turned over and returned in a hurry.

Going upstream, the valley was filled with terrified workers who were desperately fleeing. After a large number of workers passed, Lu Bingrui found that there were many workers at the end of the team carrying gunshot wounds. He shouted and ran away while shouting in pain, and the Japanese were chasing him and so on.

Lu Bingrui is an old soldier. By passing through the density and flow rate of the crowd around him, he quickly estimated that at least 4,000 people had passed by him, and there should be 1,000 to 2,000 people in the valley that had not come out.

"Hurry!" Lu Bingrui took the lead in going deep into the labor camp. He had seen a small group of yellow Japanese rolling down from the hillside and quickly penetrated into the labor camp, intending to strengthen control over the labor camp.

The Japanese soon discovered Lu Bingrui and his gang returning. The two sides fought to fight. They followed various prefabricated houses and shelters, and two small troops fired fiercely at the other side.

Lu Bingrui did not carry heavy weapons when he came in. Although some submachine guns could provide powerful firepower, he still had no choice but to the Japanese hidden in various covers.

"The last grenade shot is in one go, and you will rush after the shot!" Lu Bingrui weighed the last grenade in his hand. He saw that he could not take the team of Japanese soldiers on the opposite side, and he was a little annoyed. Looking at how lively the battle was in the dense forests on both sides. The Anti-Japanese Allied Army soldiers were pressing step by step and progressing smoothly, but he was blocked by dozens of Japanese soldiers. It was so embarrassing.

Dozens of grenades with sparks were thrown to the Japanese's position. After a violent explosion, Lu Bingrui yelled, "Roar!" and jumped out of the corner of the hiding wooden house and led everyone to pounce on the Japanese.

A bullet flew over and Lu Bingrui turned over and fell down. In a daze, he heard the sound of footsteps coming from his side. A crisp female voice shouted: "Come on, Chief of Staff Lu is injured!"

Zhang Xiaohua and Yang Hong rushed over from the entrance of the valley. The soldiers of the special squadron continued to divide their troops to attack the hillsides on both sides, while moving forward along the bottom of the valley to look for Lu Bingrui.

Before Lu Bingrui fell into a coma, he seemed to hear Zhang Xiaohua complaining about him: Chief of Staff Lu is really, I don’t know if I wait for us for a while and then go up against the gun. I really think I am invulnerable.

Many people in Zhao Qingshan were killed and injured in the melee, but they still rushed forward with all their might. One, the labor life of more than a month left them extremely angry, and the other, Zhao Qingshan told his team members privately that they would join the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces in the future. This first battle must be fought well, and even if they all die, they must leave a good reputation. Otherwise, the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces would think that we were cowards and became prisoners.

The soldiers of the special squadron had heavy weapons, and two rocket launchers and a mortar kept hitting each other's bunker. After a few minutes, the Japanese's resistance completely stopped. Several wounded soldiers lay there in a panting, looking at the large group of anti-Japanese troops passing by with their eyes open, angry or eager.

Zhang Xiaohua stared at these prisoners for a long time, and finally left with a helpless expression on her face. Before leaving, she ordered a few soldiers: "Tie these guys up and throw them into the pit!"

Zhang Xiaohua cannot kill the prisoners and does not want to take them away. It is a trouble for the Japanese torture soldiers, so who has time to pay attention to them?

Zhao Qingshan also knew the discipline of our army, but he couldn't control his red-eyed subordinates. In fact, he didn't want to care. Looking at a group of soldiers holding guns with "malice" staring at the Japanese soldiers in the pit, Zhao Qingshan pretended to chase Zhang Xiaohua's team and left.

The Japanese soldiers who intercepted the labor force at the bottom of the valley were destroyed, Quan Doohuan in the supervision team looked anxious and starry, and waves of dizziness kept coming, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart like a tide.

In front were hundreds of unyielding workers throwing stones at them, behind them were the regular anti-Japanese Allied forces getting closer and closer, and the supervisors were trapped in the attack on both sides.

The way to escape to the hillside was locked by the anti-Japanese military machine guns. A string of bullets flew around the mud on the hillside. Running up would mean death. Turning back to fight against the anti-Japanese military would mean death. There was only one way, which was to break through the workers' stone formation, pass through their teams and then run towards the Japanese positions on the hillside.

"Roar! Kill these stinky ones." China Doohuan led a dozen people out of the crowd and rushed into the labor group with no life.

The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces could not catch up with it. Seeing these supervisors running away, they approached the workers in the blink of an eye. At this time, they were afraid that the workers would be injured by accident and could not shoot, so they had to chase them closely behind.

"Bang bang!" The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces did not dare to shoot. Quan Douhuan and others were not so polite to the workers. The supervisors, whose hands were covered with the blood of the workers, shot mercilessly at the workers who were blocking their progress.

Thump! Several more workers who got up and threw stones were hit and fell by the supervisors. Quan Douhuan was updated by the workers. The fastest W was only about ten meters away.

Under the impact of Quan Doohuan and his like crazy tigers, the workers dodged a passage several meters wide. Quan Doohuan took the lead in running into the passage and continued to "strike" forward with his life.

Chinese people are still afraid of me! Quan Doohuan thought proudly: Didn’t you be very powerful just now? I just knew that I would throw stones at me from afar, and I would pee at you right now? I was so arrogant that I was so stunned that I was afraid of being desperate. Now I am the kind of person who wants to be desperate.

He lowered his head and ran for more than ten meters. Quan Doohuan heard the terrified screams of the supervisors following behind him. When he turned his head, he was stunned. He forgot to see the road and coordinated his movements, and fell to the ground with a thump.

Hundreds of shovels, wooden boards, stones, and earth rubble suddenly rose above the passage, accompanied by a sudden roar, and then roared on the panicked supervisors.

"Battle! Beat!", the angry workers used all their strength to clamor, scrambled from both sides, and squeezed over from both sides, picked up sticks, shovels, picks and other items covering the supervisors, and looked at the dizzy and turned to the supervisors who had lost their ability to react because of the sudden "stone rain". The anger that the workers had accumulated for a long time erupted, and blood was gushing from the supervisors' heads and bodies, and they were unable to resist at all. They died on the spot in one round.

The gun in Kwon Do-hwan's hand shot a bullet and was knocked away by everyone. 7 or 8 people surrounded Kwon Do-hwan like hungry wild wolf, and the shovel hit him like raindrops.

"This shovel was cut for Brother Wang," "This stick was beaten for Brother Chen!"

These workers were slashing Quan Douhuan, who was no longer in human form, and shouted angryly. Yesterday at noon, when Wang Xingmin and Chen Si were rescued, they died due to serious injuries. The workers who were familiar with these two people had already been holding back their anger. How could they let go of the opportunity?

When Zhang Xiaohua led the team to arrive, there were only a dozen flesh and blood left at the scene where people could not tell the shape of human form.

"This...this?"

The workers saw a large group of soldiers carrying guns and ammunition appear, and then another bang dispersed.

"It's nothing! The oppression they have been subjected to is too harsh. In the past month, there have been dozens of lives just for the supervisors. We have long vowed not to leave all the bodies for these guys." Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua was a little surprised, Zhao Qingshan defended the workers.

It was only a few hundred meters away from another valley entrance. When Yang Hong led his team to help the soldiers outside attack the valley entrance, gunfire sounds stopped at the entrance, and later a burst of cheers came, and it was obvious that the valley entrance had also been opened.

A squadron soldier from the 4th Brigade rushed into the valley and joined forces with Zhang Xiaohua and Zhao Qingshan.

The gunfire of two hillsides hundreds of meters away gradually weakened, and the explosions had gone from continuous to discernible numbers. Some Japanese could not defend the positions halfway up the mountain and ran towards the mountain in groups, trying to use the houses where the workers lived in the valley to stay and wait for assistance.

Some anti-Japanese forces broke through a certain line of defense and rushed from the mountain to the bottom of the valley, strengthening the front line of the anti-Japanese warriors at the bottom of the valley. The remaining Japanese forces were trapped on the hillside and could not move.

Half an hour passed, and gunfire was still sounding at the headquarters of the Japanese brigade on the hillside. The battle in other areas was over. The soldiers in groups of three or three began to clean the battlefield and drove the Japanese who pretended to be dead and took them to the bottom of the valley.

Captain Hashimoto leaned into a trench, staring blankly as one machine gunner after another was shot out of the machine gun battle position without saying a word. He didn't care about the mortar shells that landed around him from time to time. He knew that it was only a matter of time before failure. There was no doubt that the 1st brigade of the Tokyo United Army would be destroyed again.
Chapter completed!