"Branch master, it's not good, it's not good, we let the soldiers surround it!"

With a clang, a panicked member of the Little Knife Club broke into the courtyard of the farmhouse where the Shiban Village branch had spent the night, and the ghost cried wolf.

The branch master of the Little Knife Society was also shocked when he heard the shouts outside that there were soldiers surrounding the village, and hurriedly picked up his clothes and got up from the bed.

"What's going on?!"

The branch master of the Knife Society asked as he put on his clothes and stared at the subordinate who had crawled in.

"The soldiers were guerrillas, and they surrounded the village!"

"How many are there!?"

"Hundreds, and machine guns!"

Hearing this, the branch master of the Little Knife Club suddenly secretly screamed in his heart, they had just tied up other people's people, and they came to seek revenge.

"Don't be afraid, you quickly beckon people to come forward to block them, don't let them enter the village! I'll be there then. ”

As he spoke, the branch master of the Little Knife Society turned around and went into the house, ready to leave with the looted money, he was still self-aware, and he was no match for the guerrillas.

The member of the Little Knife Society didn't ask much questions after receiving the order, and hurried out of the house, and soon the sound of a gong sounded outside, and he began to gather the helpers.

The slate village shrouded in the morning mist was like boiling water, and immediately became noisy, and men, women, and children dressed in mottled and messy clothes rushed out with hoes and sickles, and went straight to the entrance of the village.

And Wu Changqing was on Yang Ling's order at this moment, taking a brother from an infantry company into the village to prepare to arrest the people of the Little Knife Society, and he was also shocked to see such a large group of people pouring out of the black pressure.

"Ready to fight"

Wu Changqing leaned sideways to hide behind a wall, roaring and waving his hand backwards.

More than 100 officers and men of the infantry company following behind Wu Changqing immediately dispersed, leaning on the wall and sundries to hide, and pointed their guns at the people who rushed over.

"Bang!"

Wu Changqing pulled the trigger with a cold face, and a large number of people who rushed over with shouting were immediately frightened.

"We are anti-Japanese guerrillas, not little devils, we are just here to arrest the murderer of the knife club, and we have nothing to do with the rest of the people, we all go back to our respective homes, otherwise there will be no eyes for knives and guns!"

Wu Changqing saw these civilians with weapons in their hands and warned them loudly.

"Last night, we killed the guerrillas, everyone has a share, no one can get out of it, everyone has the blessing of the talisman, invulnerable, rush forward, and destroy them!" Seeing the hesitation of the people, the members of the Little Knife Society shouted loudly.

As he spoke, the members of the Knife Society took out a large handful of so-called runes from their bosoms and attached them to the people's bodies, encouraging them to rush forward.

When these people saw the runes attached to their bodies, they seemed to be really invulnerable, and they immediately became energetic.

"Talisman Protector, invulnerable!"

"Talisman Protector, invulnerable!"

......

The people, with sticks, sickles, and hoes in their hands, once again shouted and rushed to the partisan officers and soldiers, their faces tinged with fanaticism.

Seeing these crazy people rushing over, the brothers in the infantry company all pulled the bolts of their guns in an uproar, and their nerves tightened like steel wires, and they could shoot at any time.

The battalion commander Wu Changqing's face also sank, cursing that these knives would really hurt people, and he used these unarmed people as a cover, if he encountered devils and puppet soldiers, he was afraid that none of them would survive.

"Don't shoot, sniper team, kill the fiercest people who are shouting with guns in their hands!"

Wu Changqing was worried that the shooting would injure the people by mistake, so he directly let the sniper team act and kill the few provocateurs.

Now Yang Ling and his infantry company have two sniper teams of two people, they are the best marksmen in the company, responsible for sniping the opponent's machine gunners and commanders in battle.

Although the brothers in the sniper team still had 38 rifles in their hands, they were the ones who had the best performance, and they had already occupied a favorable firing position from the start.

Now after receiving Wu Changqing's order, after only a few breaths, the dull gunshots rang out one after another.

I saw that in the crowd that rushed over, several blood flowers splashed up, and fist-sized blood holes appeared in the heads of the two members of the Little Knife Society, and they fell straight to the ground.

The warm fountains of blood splashed everywhere, startling the people who were screaming and rushing forward, and they were immediately frightened.

The other members of the Knife Club were also a little confused, they didn't understand how their companions were suddenly shot and killed, and the bullets also found them one after another.

The members of these knives were very conspicuous in the crowd, because they were the only ones who carried weapons such as spears and knives, and the people had everything they could take.

As the members of the Knife Society were killed one by one, the people who were shouting and rushing forward first stopped, and then saw the flesh and blood of the people next to them splash, and soon collapsed.

"Run! They're killing! ”

When these bewitched people found that the so-called runes did not work, the desire to survive still prevailed, and they threw away the things in their hands one after another, turned their heads and fled to the village.

At this moment, there was also the sound of a crossfire on the mound behind the village, and it was the branch master of the Little Knife Society with his core henchmen who were about to take the opportunity to slip away and exchange fire with the brothers who were in charge of the flank and rear encirclement of the guerrillas.

"Up!"

Wu Changqing was also relieved to see that the people who were bewitched by the knife club were frightened by a burst of guns.

The armed guerrillas rushed into the village, their brothers killed by the Knife Society, and their hearts were now full of hatred.

Some members of the Little Knife Society saw that the guerrillas had begun to charge the village, and the people of the village had fled uncontrollably.

They looked at each other and had to shoot hard, trying to stop the guerrillas from entering the village, and then waiting for reinforcements from their parishioners.

"Da Da Da ......"

Dozens of members of the Knife Society tried to resist, their weapons mottled and disorganized, and several light machine gun crews of the guerrilla infantry company raised their hands to a shuttle of bullets.

"Poof!"

"Ahh

The dull sound of a bullet piercing through flesh sounded, and the blood mist filled the air, and the members of the Knife Club suddenly collapsed like wheat.

The firepower of the two sides is not at all level, and just as soon as they fight, the knife will suffer heavy casualties.

The remaining members of the Little Knife Club were also frightened, they did not expect the guerrilla officers and soldiers to be so powerful, after they reacted, their faces turned pale with fright, and they turned around and ran.

But if they dared to shoot at the brothers of the guerrillas, how could the brothers let them go, and the brothers opened fire in an orderly manner, firing them one by one, and killing them one after another.

When the battalion commander Wu Changqing led the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas to rush into the village, there was almost no resistance, and most of the members of the Xiaodao Society who were stranded in Shiban Village had already been shot and killed, except for sporadic escapes.

And those people did not expect that the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas would be so decisive in their killing, and they hid under the windows behind closed doors, and when they saw that the people of the knife club were chased and killed by bullets, they trembled with fright.

In fact, there is no need for these people to be afraid, although Yang Ling is not a good man and a woman, but he is not a person who loves to kill, and the good and the bad are still clearly distinguished.

"Report, most of the knife clubs in the village have been wiped out by me, and more than a dozen of their branch masters and their backbones have been arrested." In just over 10 minutes, the guerrillas completely controlled the situation.