Lu Yuan, who was hidden on the dirt mountain, never appeared, but the bullets fired at the Japanese puppet army at the bottom of the mountain never stopped. The sound of gunfire gradually became sparse, until it became monotonous and rhythmic, and the Japanese puppet army, which had lost its mortars, even if there were still two light machine guns that could continue to fire, could not pose a substantial threat to Lu Yuan, but it was the condescending Lu Yuan, who had firmly occupied the advantage of the terrain.

The casualties continued to increase, and after the commander Kazuo Nagano was also shot and killed, Jiro Ono, who was just a small second lieutenant, became the highest-ranking person among the remaining Japanese puppet soldiers. But at this moment, Ono Jiro was no longer able to restrain the remaining Japanese puppet soldiers, and in the face of a battle with no hope of victory, even the Japanese soldiers were equally reluctant. When Lu Yuan found that some Imperial Allied Army soldiers were quietly retreating back in the scope of his sniper rifle, he immediately turned his target to the Japanese soldiers, which to a certain extent made those Imperial Allied Army soldiers see hope for life.

With the opponent's net open, immediately more Imperial Allied Army soldiers began to retreat, and when faced with the choice of life and death, these Imperial Allied Army soldiers with low combat effectiveness made a smart choice. "Stop, you cowards, stop me." Ono Jiro, whose eyes were red, pulled out his matching gun, and without saying anything, he snapped two shots and knocked over an Imperial Cooperative Army soldier, seeing him standing at the muzzle of the gun facing himself, an Imperial Cooperative Army soldier was quick with his hands, and he knocked Ono Jiro down on his back with a snap shot.

Ono Jiro's shot immediately triggered a big melee between the remaining Japanese puppet soldiers, and now not only the old noble uncle was dumbfounded, but even Lu Yuan couldn't understand what was going on under the mountain. The gunfire under the mountain gradually intensified, during which there would be a few explosions occasionally, and under the deliberate push of Lu Yuan on the top of the mountain, the number of Japanese soldiers under the mountain was rapidly decreasing, but the Imperial Army, which had never been looked down upon by the Japanese army, had an absolute advantage.

Half an hour later, the gunfire under the mountain gradually became sparse, and at the moment when the gunfire finally stopped, someone in the Imperial Alliance army under the mountain finally raised a white flag. "Uncle Gui, look, those yellow dogs are raising the white flag." A guerrilla crouching beside the old uncle suddenly pointed to the bottom of the mountain and shouted, and everyone looked at it one after another, and the white flag under the mountain was so pleasing to the eye at this moment.

The Imperial Association Army under the mountain finally chose to raise the flag and surrender, and watched the guerrillas who appeared on the opposite soil mountain begin to collect the weapons of those Imperial Assistance Army, and Lu Yuan, who had not shown up, quietly retreated, and when the old noble uncle personally went up to the top of the mountain, he only saw a trace of someone lying down. The old noble uncle couldn't understand why the other side was reluctant to show up, but he still had more important things to deal with, so he no longer focused on this mysterious person.

Lu Yuan, who retreated in advance, disappeared without a trace along the gentle slope behind the dirt mountain, and when the guerrillas were busy cleaning up the battlefield, Lu Yuan had already left here and was moving towards the Zhengtai Line according to the marks he had left. Guarding the Zhengtai line, he could continue to sabotage the railway, rob and destroy the munitions and military supplies loaded in the Japanese military columns, Lu Yuan really couldn't give up such a temptation, so he came back. For two consecutive days, Lu Yuan was nervously arranging in the selected position, and he lacked intelligence support, so he could only wait for the big fish to enter the net.

The seemingly peaceful three days passed quickly, and the big fish that Lu Yuan had been waiting for finally appeared, and what he was waiting for this time was not a special arms train of the Japanese army, but a military train transporting troops in the direction of Zhengding. Baoding Railway Station received a temporary notice that an arms train that was originally bound for Zhengding will be temporarily adjusted. Because of the tight fighting ahead, this munitions train will be replaced by a passenger car to send a Japanese infantry wing to Zhengding for assembly.

When the figure of the Japanese army appeared on Lu Yuan's full-view map, the dense red dots displayed on the full-view map surprised Lu Yuan. He understood that there would never be so many escort troops on the Japanese munitions train, and the only explanation was that what he was waiting for was definitely not an munitions train. If it's not an arms train, can it be fought? After only thinking about it slightly, Lu Yuan quickly connected the wire to the wire pile of the detonator.

Lu Yuan had already hollowed out this section of the railway subgrade, and he had buried it under the subgrade*, if it weren't for the fact that this was already all the * in Lu Yuan's hands, maybe he would have filled in the hollowed-out subgrade*. Seeing the white smoke emitted from the locomotive from a distance, a cold sweat actually appeared in Lu Yuan's palms, since Lu Yuan shot the first person in this era, this situation appeared on Lu Yuan's body for the first time.

Unbeknownst to them, the Japanese special train drove into the trap set by Lu Yuan, and seeing that the locomotive had already dragged out of the bombing point area with white eyes, Lu Yuan, who was squatting in the Aitu Cave, immediately pressed the handle of the detonator. I only heard "boom... Rumble... Boom...", a large area of dust suddenly poured out from under the railway embankment, and the train running on the tracks, as if blown by a hurricane from the side, immediately rolled off the railroad tracks from the right to the right.

The sound of an explosion from behind made the driver and stoker in the locomotive dumbfounded, and the train driver immediately pulled down the brakes, only to see a black hole in the muzzle of a gun poking through the window above the door. "It's all Chinese, I don't want to kill you, run for your lives." Lu Yuan, whose face was covered with a skull mask, said coldly to the train driver and the two stokers, and the three of them nodded in unison, and according to Lu Yuan's instructions, they jumped out of the other door at the front of the train and fled for their lives.

Forcing away the train driver and the stoker, Lu Yuan quickly moved backwards along the twisted rails, and the train carriage that overturned the rails was already a mess, and the fast-moving Lu Yuan avoided the corpses that were thrown out of the carriage, and soon moved to the carriage. After Lu Yuan overturned the train last time, he chose to fight at a distance from the escort soldiers, but this time it was different, because it was a troop carrier. As the old saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and Lu Yuan didn't want to be turned around by the sober Japanese army relying on the large number of people.

Lu Yuan quickly slid down the roadbed, and when he rushed to the edge of the broken train, he was already holding a * in his right hand, and with a "bang" sound, Lu Yuan's * had smashed a carriage and fell into a carriage full of *. In the overturned train car, there were Japanese soldiers with broken heads and bleeding heads, and the * that Lu Yuan threw into the carriage exploded instantly. There was a "boom" sound, and flames erupted from the windows of the overturned train car, and then Lu Yuan heard a series of screams.

Lu Yuan seems to have found a good way, anyway, there are a large number of Japanese soldiers * in his storage space, and a few Japanese soldiers who tried to climb out of the carriage were swept by Lu Yuan's *, and then there were green smoke* who were thrown into the carriage by Lu Yuan. "Boom... Rumble... Boom..."The train carriage that overturned on its side and spewed out a continuous ball of fire, and after the flesh and blood flew sideways, a series of screams rang out. Lu Yuan was unmoved, just moved quickly along the overturned train under the embankment, and at the same time smashed * into the carriage one by one.

The explosions came one after another, and Lu Yuan finally couldn't remember how many * he had thrown, and Lu Yuan, who had moved to the back of the car, turned around and saw that almost all the carriages behind him were emitting black smoke. Lu Yuan, who had changed the drum, climbed onto the train car, then moved from the rear of the car to the front of the car, and the * retrieved from the storage space smashed into the car like water again. After two consecutive * bombardments, not many Japanese soldiers tried to climb out of the carriage, but on the full-view map opened by Lu Yuan, there were still small red dots representing Japanese soldiers.

Using the full-view map to search the surroundings and there was no abnormality, Lu Yuan gradually slowed down the pace, and the * in his hand was also replaced by a large-caliber M1911 pistol. The "pop" bullet shot through the window glass, and a Japanese second lieutenant, whose face was covered with blood but had not yet died, collapsed on his back on his back with his arms outstretched. Without thinking, Lu Yuan got into the carriage from the open window, and from the place where he landed, he began to replenish the guns on the Japanese soldiers in the carriage one by one.

Not all of the Japanese soldiers in the carriage were still unconscious, and not all of them were beaten into blood gourds by the explosive fragments. After Lu Yuan got into the carriage, several Japanese veterans immediately tried to shoot at Lu Yuan, but their 38 rifles were too obstructive in the narrow carriage, and before they could shoot Lu Yuan, they were cut through the body by Lu Yuan's continuous bullets.

It only takes a few minutes to move from one end of the carriage to the other and clean up the entire carriage. More and more Japanese soldiers woke up from their coma, but the first thing they did after waking up was to climb out of the carriage with panicked faces, and then immediately became the ghost of Lu Yuan's gun. The screams, gunshots and explosions gradually mixed together, and under the roadbed full of shouting and cheering, Lu Yuan was moving rapidly, and the M1911 pistol in his hand did not stop firing bullets.

When the troop transport train was robbed, when the Japanese troops in Baoding learned of the incident, it was already after lunch, and more than three hours had already passed since the train overturned the roadbed, and when the Baoding Japanese army rushed to the section of the road where the incident occurred, all they saw were corpses all over the ground and the overturned train that had overturned the roadbed. In the face of such a tragic scene, no one doubted that there was an elite enemy unit operating around Baoding, and if it was only a small role as a guerrilla, it would never have been possible to successfully ambush a troop transport train.