coobybook Chapter 205 Human Shield
Chapter 205 Human Shield
With a wave of his hand, Hu Damazi tied up hundreds of ordinary people with hemp ropes and then circled them around the periphery of the team. This was the so-called "secret weapon".
"Humph, with these human shields, I wonder if the Eighth Route Army dares to fire at us!"
As soon as Hu Damazi's troops left the city, the news that they were using ordinary people as human shields immediately reached the independent column headquarters.
Li Yunlong was so angry that he pounded the sand table until it made a buzzing sound.
"Damn it, these damn puppet soldiers are so heartless that they actually use their own compatriots as shields!"
Wang Meng and Zhao Gang's brows were also furrowed. They did not expect the puppet army to be so vicious. So the planes and artillery of the independent column did not dare to launch a large-scale bombing at the puppet army.
They could only watch the puppet troops continue to advance towards the position.
"Mengzi, is there any solution?"
Wang Meng thought for a moment and realized that there was only one way to break this human shield attack: sniper!
"Commander, now we can only send out snipers to accurately strike the puppet army's targets. Moreover, the strikes must be accurate and there must be no misses, otherwise civilians will be hurt."
"Okay, then order the special forces and the snipers from the reconnaissance battalion to conduct precise shooting at the puppet troops along the way, slowing down their march and buying us time to come up with a countermeasure!"
So, a sniper team of more than one hundred people began to set up ambushes along the way.
Not long after leaving the city, the cunning Hu Damazi changed into the uniform of an ordinary puppet soldier, stopped riding a tall horse, and blended in with the marching team.
"Commander, aren't you tired?"
"What if you feel tired? It's better than losing your life, right?"
After saying that, he took off his hat and fanned himself.
Just as Hu Damazi was applauding his own wit, several gunshots were heard from the distant hillside.
The high-speed rotating warheads penetrated into the heads of several puppet soldiers, instantly turning them into exploding watermelons, with brain matter blasted everywhere.
Hu Damazi quickly fell to the ground and covered his head.
"Where are the shots fired? Where are the shots fired?"
"Brigade Commander, is it over there on the hillside?"
"Damn it! Machine gun!"
The puppet army immediately set up their light machine guns and fired blindly at the hillside.
The sniper didn't care about the random shooting at all, and the bullets hit at least ten meters away from them.
"Keep shooting!"
The machine gunner, who was lying on the ground with his hands pulled, became a dead soul.
For several minutes, the sniper kept firing, and more than twenty puppet soldiers fell.
Hu Damazi was out of tricks. He originally thought that he could reach the position safely with the help of human shields, but he never expected that the Eighth Route Army's marksmanship was so powerful. All those who fell were members of the security corps, and the civilians were not harmed at all.
"Damn it, I never thought there wouldn't be enough for the common people!"
At this time, the communications soldier of the Security Brigade crawled over, covering his head and yelling at Hu Damazi.
"Commander, the Imperial Army is urging us to move forward. Why are we not moving forward? Order us to move forward at full speed!"
Hu Damazi gritted his teeth, ordered the guards to surround him, and then he moved forward with gritted teeth.
More than a hundred snipers "plucked feathers from passing geese" and moved to another position after firing a few shots. By the time the puppet troops were halfway there, they had already lost four to five hundred heads of the enemy.
Hu Damazi was very frustrated and tried to send a company to attack the hillside where snipers might be ambushing, but more than half of them were killed by automatic rifles before they got halfway.
"Send a telegram to the Imperial Army, requesting artillery bombardment of the hillsides on both wings!"
Kenjiro Keiichiro looked at the telegram sent by the Security Brigade and snorted twice.
"How can the Empire's artillery shells be wasted on a small number of Eighth Route Army troops? However, the Security Brigade's method is really good!"
The Japanese in Qing Sanpu decided to send out Japanese soldiers and captured some villagers nearby to surround the Japanese marching team.
Wang Ming saw each of the small teams sent by the Japanese and hung up his walkie-talkie.
"The octopus has stretched out its claws! Captain Wei, it's time for you to act!"
"Don't worry, leave it to us!"
At Wei Dayong's command, the reconnaissance battalion's armored vehicles broke up into small groups, with three vehicles forming a formation, and disappeared into the mountains and forests.
In Zhujiazhuang, three miles away from the highway, there are dozens of households living there. It is noon now, and smoke is rising from every household.
The common people had no idea that danger was coming.
Outside the village, a Japanese squad of more than 30 people was rushing towards the village with their fangs bared.
"Captain, why are we arresting Chinese people?"
"Block bullets and artillery shells for our imperial warriors! The Eighth Route Army's planes and artillery are too powerful. If we mix civilians among our troops, the Eighth Route Army won't dare to fire recklessly!"
"What? Who bombed the Yellow River at Huayuankou?"
"Baga! These two teams are unrelated! Stop talking nonsense, the Chinese have already prepared the food and are waiting for us to enjoy it, get on board!"
The Japanese squad leader did not take the task of capturing civilians seriously at all. After all, these were "obedient citizens" and capturing them was like capturing chickens.
Just as the Japanese were charging forward with drooling eyes, a rumbling sound of an engine was heard behind them.
Three armored vehicles were lined up in a line and pushed forward.
The general-purpose machine gun mounted in front fired "da da da" sounds, instantly disrupting the Japanese formation.
The team leader was just indulging in the imagination of chicken, duck, fish and meat, but in the blink of an eye, he became a lamb to be slaughtered.
The Japanese soldiers ran and looked back and fired, but the bullets from the Type 38 rifle could not penetrate the armor of the armored vehicle and could only leave white bullet marks.
The Japanese thought this was an unchallenging operation and did not carry grenade launchers or light machine guns, so it was a one-sided massacre.
The battle was over in less than ten minutes.
The soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion fired two more shots at each Japanese soldier, then cleaned up the battlefield a bit and notified the civilians who had not yet come to their senses to evacuate.
It was just like this that the ten armored vehicle formations cut off all the attacks of the Japanese.
When Kenjiro Keisuke Miura heard the gunshots coming from all directions, he wanted to slap himself a few times.
This is like shooting oneself in the foot and swallowing the broken teeth.
"Baga! Capture the Chinese civilians from the security brigade!"
The old Japanese devil Qing Sanpu has now made up his mind to use the common people as a shield. Since he can't take it from the village, he will take it from the Security Brigade. Anyway, the Security Brigade is just cannon fodder.
When Hu Damazi heard the telegram sent by Qing Sanpu, his face turned green. He never expected that the Japanese devils couldn't rob the Eighth Route Army, so they came to rob him?
"Damn it! Even more shameless than me!"
"What should we do, Brigade Commander? Without these civilians, the Eighth Route Army's artillery shells and planes will rain down on us mercilessly!"
How could Hu Damazi not know the ins and outs of this? It’s just that dogs never have the right to choose.
All the human shields of the security brigade were sent to the side of the little devils, but this was no problem for the cunning Hu Damazi...