Tang Cheng followed Zhao Liang and hurriedly ran to the entrance of the village, took the telescope handed by the dice and looked out of the village, and sure enough, as the dice said, there were more than 20 Japanese soldiers who came, and they also carried two light machine guns, but after Tang Cheng looked at it carefully, he suddenly laughed. "Don't worry, I guess these Japanese soldiers are here to transport supplies and supplies, you didn't see the Burmese who fell behind carrying baskets." Tang Cheng found that not far from these Japanese soldiers, there were some Burmese people carrying baskets on their backs, and after a little pondering, Tang Cheng deduced that the baskets of those Burmese must be filled with supplies and supplies.

"So what are we going to do? If only these devil soldiers were good to say, but with those Burmese people, we can't wipe them out, once we run away and leak the news, it will be troublesome for us to stay here. The dice also saw the black-clad Burmese people carrying baskets behind the Japanese soldiers in the binoculars, and there was a solemnity and worry in their eyes. Unlike other national troops who entered Burma, Tangcheng did not treat the Burmese as their own from the beginning, and what they saw in front of them could already prove that the damned Burmese were helping the Japanese.

Of course, Tang Cheng knew that the worry of the dice was not superfluous, this was northern Myanmar, and the most familiar with the terrain of northern Myanmar was the Burmese here. If it's just these 20 or so Japanese soldiers, it's okay to say, but if you add the 30 or so Burmese who help transport supplies behind the Japanese army, it is really difficult for more than a dozen of them in Tangcheng. "No matter, it's too late to withdraw now, just go out and kill them by surprise." The Japanese soldiers and Burmese were getting closer and closer to the village, and seeing that they couldn't avoid it, Tang Cheng simply became ruthless and prepared to eat them in one bite.

"Da Zhuang, you take the machine gun and hide in the room facing the entrance of the village in a moment, and I'll give you a loader to help you. When you hear the gunshots, you just open the door and shoot outside, no matter what, you have to use the machine gun to defend this road for me, so as not to be rushed into the village by the Japanese army. When Tang Cheng gathered everyone to arrange the task, he changed the military uniform on his body to the military uniform of an ordinary soldier of the Japanese army, and the shell gun, which was no longer short of bullets, was also taught to George to hold.

"I'm going to kill the Japanese soldiers right here at the entrance of the village, but the Burmese need to be separated from the Japanese first." Tang Cheng pointed to a room at the entrance of the village, "In a while, I will bring those Japanese soldiers into the village, and when I walk here, I will take the opportunity to hide in this room, and the rest of you will immediately throw grenades and shoot at the same time." The terrain here is not favorable, but for us, as long as there is enough time to shoot the bullets from the chambers, the guards will inflict heavy casualties on these Japanese soldiers. ”

Tang Cheng's side ended the arrangement in a few words, and the Japanese troops coming from outside the village were also less than 200 meters away from the village entrance, according to Tang Cheng's gestures, the dice and others who were originally guarding the village entrance dispersed and retreated, and only Tang Cheng and Zhao Liang, two Japanese-speaking people, stayed at the village entrance. "Stop, which unit are you from? Take out your papers. Tang Cheng and Zhao Liang followed the appearance of the original two Japanese sentries, guarding the big tree at the entrance of the village openly and secretly, and when the Japanese soldiers approached the big tree at the entrance of the village, Tang Cheng and Zhao Liang, who were standing behind the tree, appeared.

Tang Cheng and Zhao Liang's attire was no different from that of the Japanese army, and coupled with Tang Cheng's standard Japanese, the more than 20 Japanese soldiers who came over did not suspect that they were all pretending. "We were sent by the brigade to transport supplies to you, I am Ensign Ichiro Asami, and I have an order from the brigade to meet your squadron leader Katayama Shosa immediately." The Japanese lieutenant led by the Japanese army did not have Tang Cheng's words to stop him, but took the initiative to take out his ID and hand it to Tang Cheng.

Tang Cheng took the document handed by the other party and opened it, the name and photo in the certificate could match what the other party said, Tang Cheng quietly returned the document to the other party, and then replied with a smile, "Our squadron leader just came back from the mountain, and he will be resting in the room, why don't I take you over to the squadron leader." Tang Cheng took two steps, and then he stretched out his hand and patted his forehead in annoyance, "It's okay for you to enter the village, but these Burmese people are in some trouble." We were attacked by a group of Burmese natives this morning, and the squadron leader would not allow these Burmese to enter the village. ”

The second lieutenant who led these Japanese soldiers, Asami, was a novice officer who had just come from China, and when he saw Tang Cheng say this, he stopped at the moment and subconsciously turned around to look at the Burmese people who were carrying baskets. "What then? I've brought you mortar shells with me. Your squadron leader said that rifles are not good in the jungle, and I also brought a dozen submachine guns and a large number of ammunition from the British warehouse this time, and they can't enter the village, what about these supplies? ”

As soon as Tang Cheng heard that there were such good things as submachine guns in the back baskets of the Burmese, he immediately came to his senses, and then gave Zhao Liang a look and smiled, "Otherwise, I will take you to meet our squadron leader first, and when the time comes, you can tell our squadron leader the situation carefully, maybe the squadron leader will agree to let them into the village." Knowing that these Japanese soldiers had brought submachine guns suitable for jungle warfare, Tang Cheng had already turned upside down when he spoke, but he didn't hear the flaws.

"That's all there is to it." Asami had no choice but to nod and follow Tang Cheng towards the village, but the Burmese with the basket on their backs had already been blocked by Zhao Liang outside the village. Tang Cheng carefully looked at the 20 or so Japanese soldiers brought by Asami as he walked, and knew that Tang Cheng was sure that there were few veterans among these Japanese soldiers, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and this time, Tang Cheng, who had been walking in front, was already close to the house where he needed to hide.

Tang Cheng's palms were already sweating, and anyone who followed a long line of more than 20 Japanese soldiers would not be too calm, very close to the door, Tang Cheng turned around and made it look like he wanted to talk to Asami, but his feet flashed but he was closer to the door. Tang Cheng, who was facing Asami, suddenly shouted, and the whole person slammed into the door 2 meters away. There was a crisp sound of gunshots, and Asami, who had not yet recovered from his senses, had been shot and collapsed to the ground, and the dice on the roof pulled the bolt to reload a bullet, aiming the muzzle of the gun at the heads of these Japanese machine gunners.

Tang Cheng said that the sound of gunfire is the signal to move, and when he was shot and fell to the ground, the originally empty village entrance immediately burst into dense gunfire like fried beans, and Hou San, who had already been prepared, showed their figures one after another, and fired fiercely at the 20 or so unsuspecting Japanese soldiers. "Throw grenades, throw grenades." In the dense gunfire, Tang Cheng, who had already taken refuge in the house, heard Hou San's shouts, and then a series of explosions sounded outside the house.

Hiding in a house does not mean that it is safe, most of the Burmese materials are thatched houses, such houses actually do not provide much protection for Tang Cheng, so Tang Cheng, who dodged into the house, waited for gunshots to sound outside, and then directly smashed through the bamboo wall of the thatched house and went to the back of the house. Ma Dazhuang, who heard the gunshots, asked the ammunition man stationed to open the door of the room, and opened fierce fire with the light machine gun outside the door, and the bullets that burst out of the muzzle of the gun rushed into the Japanese army like locusts, and then brought up a continuous blood mist and screams.

When Tang Cheng left the entrance of the village with these Japanese soldiers, he had already secretly given Zhao Liang a look, the Burmese back basket had been unloaded and placed under the big tree at the entrance of the village, Zhao Liang opened one of the back baskets and looked at the contents and smiled. Although Zhao Liang has never really used a British submachine gun, he has never eaten pork and has seen pigs run, and he can see that the British submachine gun they brought is actually a Stern submachine gun that looks very similar to the flower machine. In Zhao Liang's view, compared with the flower machine submachine gun, this British Stern submachine gun is just a wooden butt of the flower machine replaced with a foldable simple butt.

Since it was about the same, Zhao Liang hit the full magazine for this brand-new Stern submachine gun like a flower machine, and waited to hear the sound of gunfire from the shore of Tangcheng, this time the expressionless Zhao Liang smiled and pulled the bolt, and used the loaded Stern submachine gun to shoot at those Burmese. It is absolutely impossible to escape from the village alive, this is what Tang Cheng assigned the task to tell Zhao Liang about them, so none of these Burmese who helped the Japanese army to transport supplies fell in a pool of blood at the entrance of the village, but for Zhao Liang, there was no sense of guilt after shooting civilians.

After a round of intensive firing and two rounds of grenade bombardment, very few of the 20 or so Japanese soldiers introduced into the village by Tangcheng could survive, and when the smoke of the explosion slowly dispersed, the dice lying on the roof began to clear out the Japanese soldiers who were still alive one by one. Tang Cheng didn't say that he wanted to stay alive, and Hou San and they also pretended not to know, they didn't lack bullets, and they even had to shoot a few more shots of the dead corpses of Japanese soldiers, in Hou San's words, the lives of their own people were far more valuable than a few bullets.

Tang Cheng, who bypassed the house, ran all the way to the entrance of the village with a rifle, he was a little worried that Zhao Liang would be alone and unable to scream, but when he ran to the entrance of the village, Zhao Liang had already carried a Si Deng submachine gun to firmly guard the entrance of the village, and several Japanese soldiers who wanted to turn around and escape from the village had been beaten into a hornet's nest by Zhao Liang with a submachine gun. "I'm rich, I'm really rich this time." The gunshots in the village had gradually weakened, so Tang Cheng didn't go to help Zhao Liang block the entrance of the village, but went directly to see those back baskets, and after only looking at a few, Tang Cheng's face couldn't help but show ecstasy.

Tang Cheng couldn't help but pour out all the contents of these back baskets, 15 brand-new British Stern submachine guns, at least 20,000 rounds of submachine gun bullets had already made Tang Cheng faint with joy. Tang Cheng also counted some Han rifle cartridges and Japanese-style grenades, as well as enough canned food and some medicines for dozens of people to eat for a week, no wonder Tang Cheng would make a fortune.