Another brigade of troops was about, and the Japanese were really crazy. Moreover, this time, the puppet army was considered weaker than the last time. Despite this, Meng Youtian also knew that it was basically impossible to annihilate the Japanese with the power of the Eighth Route Army. The last time I was not going to completely wipe out, but to take advantage of the lack of food and bullets and retreating and to retreat with exhaustion. If there was no authentic surprise attack, the Japanese who retreated to Shili Village would probably persist until dawn, and the Eighth Route Army could only withdraw the siege and retreat.

The Japanese devils were beaten to pieces in later movies and TV series, which was just a beautiful imagination or excessive fantasy. Only one inch of land and one inch of blood could truly interpret the national liberation war that made great sacrifices. In the battle, the Chinese often fought with the Japanese devils in a ratio of one to three, one to five, and one to ten, and the only things that were presented to Meng Youtian were tragic and tragic.

Because of this, Meng Youtian never even thought about the PK facing the Japanese. Winning with wisdom and defeating the enemy with cleverness is his advantage. For the Japanese, falling in the trap of viciousness and dying at the hands of invisible enemies will even damage their morale and increase their fear, right?

A pillar of smoke rose from afar, and the wolf smoke called the police, and the Japanese were coming. Meng Youtian smiled coldly and raised his telescope to look. The fields after harvest were silent and desolate. In this season full of solemnity, this familiar and close land will immediately become the tomb of the invaders.

The road was empty, with people, vehicles, mules and horses all gone, and only the trees on the side welcomed the arrival of the invaders helplessly. In the wind, the dead branches and leaves swayed, and sighed.

If you look at it from a bird's eye, you can see the yellow marching team winding forward like two ugly poisonous snakes. The Japanese devils were wearing yellow military uniforms, slightly raised disgusting yellow military caps, carrying red cowhide backpacks, carrying 38 large covers and crooked machine guns. They walked with a click.

With the wings stretched out in front of the marching queue, the Japanese reconnaissance cavalry reconnaissance and patrol. The reconnaissance cavalry walking in front and the Japanese brigade were more than 500 meters away, serving as the task of the vanguard.

"Bang hook!" A sudden gunshot broke the silence, and a Japanese detective cavalry fell off the horse.

"Enemy attack!" With the warning, several Japanese detective cavalry lowered their bodies. While manipulating the horses, they looked for the attacker.

"Bang!" Another crisp gunshot sounded, and a war horse fell to the ground with a tragic neigh.

"On there!" The Japanese judge judged the place where the gunshots were fired. The woods in the distance were a bit surprising. The Japanese detective cavalry pressed his body closer to the horse's back and urged the horse to rush towards the woods.

Meng Youtian rode on the back of a black mule, half of his body hidden behind a tree, calmly pulled the bolt, aimed at the Japanese and fired it calmly, and another Japanese fell down with his men and horses.

Four hundred meters, three hundred meters... Meng Youtian's three-match shots were three times. He looked at the Japanese who were getting closer and closer with a sneer.

A thin layer of grass appeared on the ground. The Japanese did not notice this small strangeness at all and continued to run at high speed. Suddenly, a war horse suddenly fell down and threw the Japanese on the horse's back far away. Then another one, the same movement and the same result.

"Bang!" The gunshot rang leisurely again, and a Japanese man who had just gotten up from the ground fell on his back as if he was shocked.

"Pu!" Another Japanese cavalry was thrown off his horse and stretched out his hand to the ground. He couldn't help but widen his eyes. Under the grass layer, there was a trap of horses that was as thick as a bowl and deep as a ruler.

"Bang!" Meng Youtian fired another shot, knocked the last Japanese off the horse, then urged the black mule to get out of the woods, turned into the ditch and left.

The road ditch was tortuous, and Meng Youtian rode a mule in the road ditch where he could drive a big cart, and he didn't dare to run fast. Because the road ditch was full of traps, there were horse pits, landmines, and bullet thunders. This is why he dared to be brave. Even if the Japanese detectives had a large number, he could still flee in the road ditch when he saw the plane and fired two shots, causing the pursuers to rush over the horse in the road ditch.

The battle was short and the harvest was secondary. The main purpose of Meng Youtian was to anger the Japanese.

The Japanese brigade rushed up. The vanguards lost their vanguards, and the attackers had fled. What they left were vicious traps of horses and several war horses with broken legs and neighing.

"Taijun, look." A traitor came over and said to the gloomy Japanese officer: "This is the ditch they dug. It's so sinister. The Imperial Army's cars and tanks cannot pass." Obviously, there are not only one or two spies who spy on the local situation, and there will always be fish that miss the net.

The Japanese officer did not say anything, looking at the ditch that appeared in front of him with a cold face, extending to the distance. Although he obtained some information in advance, he still felt a headache when he saw it with his own eyes. No matter how headache is, he still needs to continue to move forward and the order must be implemented resolutely.

"Open the way!" The Japanese officer waved his hand and issued an order.

The two columns of the Japanese walked along the trench and pulled the baggage to advance in the trench. No matter how bad the road was, it could not stop the imperial army. The Japanese officers looked forward with a telescope, disgusted with the cunning of the Chinese people, but did not think that such tricks would have a decisive impact on the established military operations.

"Boom!" A stream of black smoke rose from the edge of the dou ditch, and then a series of extended explosions. A group of chain thunders exploded in the Japanese marching formation, and the wounded soldiers and corpses fell down the dou ditch in the smoke. The most vicious thing was the last thunder. The "very eight plus one" designed by Meng Youtian, eight grenades flew into the air one on the left and one on the right, and metal fragments were flying in the air, sweeping the unexpected Japanese soldiers.

The ghost officer lay on the ground in a mess, a shrapnel knocked away his hat, drew a groove on his head, and blood flowed down into his eyes, looking like a piece of red glass.

The lethality of land mines is limited. Although it can also make dogs bleeding, the rate of injury is high; however, the casualties caused by the volley of grenades are heavy. When the explosion is over, the continuous screams and wailings are heard in his ears.

"Bao, your information-" The Japanese officer wiped the blood from his face and angrily wanted to settle the score with the traitor, but the traitor had already fallen to the ground and could not let him vent his anger. A shrapnel hit his head, red blood and white brain were flowing mixed with it.

"Bang!" With a gunshot, a blood flower burst out from the Japanese officer's chest, staring at his unwilling eyes, pounced on the ground dejectedly, stirring up a piece of dust.

The twisting and twisting trenches are the current trenches. Meng Youtian quietly climbed up from the trenches and hit the Japanese again. He slid into the trenches and rode the mule to distance them from the Japanese again. It's better to have a mule, which is not only mature but also not running so fast. If you want to change to a horse, you may have to take the wrong step and you will have to suffer the consequences.

The gunshots were loud and the Japanese were shooting violently. This kind of venting revenge had no effect at all. The enemy was too cunning, too vicious, too much. The poor language of the island country could no longer express the Japanese's resentment and curse.

In fact, landmines are not too unfamiliar to the Japanese army. They experienced the landmines deployed by the Chinese defenders during the "January and 28th" Battle of Songhu and the Battle of Rehe. However, the Japanese obviously did not expect to taste the landmines during the sweep, and it was such a creative landmine.

The Japanese army, who were hit by accident, became cautious. The engineers came on the field, holding "high-tech" mine detection equipment - a mine detection rod. Well, this thing sounds very mysterious and powerful. In fact, it is a long wooden handle with a metal probe in the front. When used, the soldiers bent and inserted into the ground at an oblique 45 degrees to find mines through contact. The advantage of this mine detection method is that it is relatively simple and soldiers can learn it. But the disadvantage is that it is low efficiency and poor accuracy. Even if a large number of soldiers line up in dense formations and sweep through the minefield, it is impossible to guarantee that all mines will be found.

So do the Japanese devils have higher-tech mine detection devices? The answer is yes, yes! The working principle of the metal detector minesweeper is not complicated. Japan developed the Type 98 mine detection machine in 1935. However, this thing is extremely poor in quality, has low reliability, and is too big. Although it is said that a single person can carry it, the officers and soldiers participating in the test think that it is too heavy to carry it on horses, and the "Imperial Army" soldiers' small physique can't bear it. So, that big guy is still "lossing weight and burden" in the research institute at this time!

As a simple mine detection equipment, the mine detection rod looks simple and easy to use, but not easy to use. Ideally, as long as the insertion points are dense enough, the mine detection rod will completely cover the sweeping area, and the minefield will become smooth. However, people always fail in actual combat, especially ordinary soldiers who are not professional, who are not skilled enough, and they are still afraid of mines in their hearts. A few of them may leak when they shake their hands. These leaking thunders will always cause a lot of damage to the Japanese army that passes safely in the future.

Moreover, there is another important point. Meng Youtian’s way of mine burying mines with militia is not a regular army mine formation at all. One east and one west, you may not find a few thunders after poking and poking it underground for an hour or two, but if you dare to make great strides, maybe the mines will come to them.

As a result, the Japanese who were sweeping fell into a dilemma: if they didn't clear the mines, they would be bombed by landmines; if they were slow to clear the mines, they would move forward one meter, and who else could they catch the turtle's crawling speed?

Besides, if you want to stop and clear the mines and move forward, someone is just going to bother you. Meng Youtian is so bad. He sometimes sneaks in the tortuous ditch, sometimes quietly reveals his head and shoots out, killing a Japanese engineer, causing blockage to the Japanese, and tortures the Japanese's nerves...!~!

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