I really came here to fight against Japan

Chapter 207 The Death of Takeshita Kumajiro

They finally made it to dawn, but Zhang San and Chen Feng finally couldn't bear it anymore.

One reason is that this winter is too cold, but they didn’t freeze to death. Maybe God has forgotten about them.

Another thing is that it was already daybreak, and if they didn't leave now, the Japanese would be able to discover them.

Just as the two were about to get up, they saw a man walking towards them from a distance.

The man was hunched over, like a devil from hell.

He walked from the other side of the hill where Zhang San and the other man were hiding, towards the distant Lan County.

When the sun just rose, Lan County under the sunlight seemed to give this person hope.

He first knelt on the ground, then kept shouting something in the direction of Lan County.

The wind was against them and they were far away, so Zhang San and Chen Feng had no way of hearing clearly what he was shouting.

Then he picked up some snow from the ground and rubbed it hard on his face.

After doing all this, he stood up again unsteadily.

He seemed to be humming some unknown tune as he continued to move towards the city wall of Lan County.

This half-human, half-ghost creature is Captain Takeshita's younger brother, Kumajiro Takeshita, who is waiting for an opportunity to pass on important information.

During the breakout battle yesterday morning, he followed his brother's instructions and chose to escape in the opposite direction of the deep ditch.

He had just reached the beginning of his run down the ditch when he heard some movement above his head.

Kumajiro suddenly had an idea and rushed in the other direction along the edge of the ditch.

There was a one-meter-deep crack at the bottom of the ditch, and he quickly lay down on his side.

This place is very hidden. Even if you walk to the edge, it is not easy to see the people hiding below.

He had just hidden himself when the Eighth Route Army, which was responsible for cutting off the enemy's retreat, sneaked down the ditch.

They took a look at the bottom of the ditch and saw messy footprints all over the ground on one side.

The bottom of the ditch on the other side was clean, and it looked like no one had walked there.

They already knew the direction in which the Takeshita Battalion escaped.

He immediately led the team and followed the Japanese's footprints and chased after them quietly.

After a while, Xiongjiro heard a loud explosion in the distance.

What followed was the shouting and killing of both the Chinese and Japanese sides, as well as the sound of heavy machine gun fire.

After about twenty minutes, the gunfire gradually stopped.

Xiong Jiro knew that their breakout troops were still ambushed by the Eighth Route Army.

His brother's Takeshita Battalion was finished, and his brother Takeshita Kumataro was also finished.

He covered his mouth tightly with his hands, fearing that if he made any sound he would be discovered by the Eighth Route Army.

After a while, there was no movement at the bottom of the ditch, but at the top of the ditch came the sound of a large group of horses marching.

Xiong Jiro knew that the Eighth Route Army had cleaned up the battlefield and was going to pursue the main force of their division.

Xiong Jiro didn't dare to move at this time, and could only keep asking himself in his heart.

Isn’t it said that the Imperial Army is invincible due to its great military prowess?

Isn’t it said that the Imperial Army has always been invincible in China?

How come they have suffered such heavy losses without even seeing the Chinese people?

How could such a powerful Kwantung Army be defeated by the Shanxi Eighth Route Army?

What if they are chased all over the mountains and plains like rabbits?

He waited for half an hour, and when he heard no movement, he dared to slowly crawl out.

Then he moved along the side of the ditch, little by little, a hundred meters away.

Only then did he dare to muster up his courage and run along the bottom of the ditch towards Lan County.

He did not go to Sandaow, where tens of thousands of people were still fighting desperately.

He had no choice but to hide under a rock and cover himself with dirt and dead branches.

Waiting for the 39th Division to be destroyed and the Eighth Route Army to clean up the battlefield.

It seemed to have been dark for a long time, and the Eighth Route Army's cavalry search company finally decided to return to their base.

He crawled out from under the rock, tightened his stomach which had been hungry for a day and a night, and continued to rush to Lan County.

He had been hungry for a day and a night, but he still walked unsteadily with gritted teeth.

Kumajiro firmly believed that his Amaterasu would definitely protect him.

As long as he can pass this information back, he will be able to continue the glory of their Takeshita family.

When the sun just came out, he finally saw the city wall of Lan County.

He cried, he laughed, he muttered to himself, and at this moment his steps seemed to become a little lighter.

I watched Zhang San beside me raise his sniper rifle and aim at the madman under the hill.

Chen Feng nudged him with his elbow and said, "Hey, San, why are you staring at him for no reason?

If you want to fight, you should find a meaningful target to fight against."

Zhang San glanced at Chen Feng and said, "What do you mean by meaningful? What's the meaning?

Chen Feng, you said that in this remote place, what do you want me to fight for? "

Chen Feng looked up at the city wall of Lan County. The sunlight was too dazzling.

It is impossible to see clearly if there are any important targets of the Japanese that can be hit.

Chen Feng has already started packing up, preparing to retreat back to report to Song Wenwan.

The two of them had been out for almost a day, and they had just killed a Japanese squad leader.

With such a dismal record, I don’t know how to explain it to Commander Song when I return.

Zhang San watched the "little beggar" still moving forward, getting closer and closer to the city wall.

He asked, "I feel like I'm at a loss if I go back like this."

Chen Feng said casually: "I see that plaster flag on the city wall is quite annoying, why don't you knock it down!"

As soon as Zhang San raised his hand, a gunshot rang out, and the plaster flag on the tower of Lan County fell down.

Kumajiro Takeshita was less than three hundred meters away from the city wall at this time.

Kumajiro looked at the plaster flag on the city wall with tears in his eyes, which represented the destiny of Japan.

He was just about to shout, "Long live the Emperor," when he heard a gunshot.

The flag representing Japan's national destiny fell to the snow below the city with the sound of gunfire.

Xiong Jiro wailed loudly in the snow. Has the destiny of their empire fallen like this?

Will their Amaterasu no longer protect their loyal people?

The soldiers of the Fourth Division on duty on the city wall had just been on duty for a few minutes and were already feeling grumpy.

He suddenly discovered that his military flag had been shot down by someone.

Not far from the city, there was a "beggar" who was jumping and dancing there, provoking himself.

He shouted "Bagayalu" and picked up the Type 92 heavy machine gun in his hand.

He aimed at the little beggar below and used up a thirty-round magazine.

With the help of Type 92 heavy machine gun bullets, and in front of Xiong Jiro's astonished eyes.

Xiong Jiro was hit and flew into the air, then fell heavily to the ground like a pile of minced meat.

Kumajiro left unwillingly. He was only two hundred meters away from sending back important information.

Before he died, he seemed to see that the person who came to greet him was not the Amaterasu, the goddess they believed in.

What made Kumajiro even more frightened was that the one who came to greet him seemed to be the angry King Kong in Chinese mythology!

"Run!" Zhang San and Chen Feng already had experience.

After poking the hornet's nest of the Fourth Division once again, they immediately ran down the hillside.

The Japanese might have been slow to react this morning because of the use of heavy machine guns.