Lin Feng's soul transmigrated to 1940, activating the Guerrilla System (Guerrilla warfare, protracted war, fight to the death against the Japanese devils!).
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"White flags waving, Japanese flags fluttering, my motherland, spring-like all year round! Banzai Banzai! Banzai Banzai!"
"Little white flag, little white flag, you're like a bell, swaying and bobbing..."
"Nani shi ya~ dou sous shi ya~~"
"Anishiya~ Arashiya~~"
A group of Japanese soldiers were squatting in the train carriage, chopping left and right with both hands like they were cutting vegetables...
They seem unaware of the crisis ahead.
"Boom—"
The military train finally pulled up, and Xu Shaoqun shouted, "Bomb it—!!!"
The soldier next to him pressed the detonator, and flames shot into the sky, spreading out in large patches.
Countless Japanese soldiers were blown into the air, their flesh and blood mangled.
About twenty carriages exploded one after another; some carriages split in the middle, and others broke apart at the rear.
In the end, only five carriages remained, standing alone in the middle of the road.
At this moment, the Japanese soldiers in the carriage had already been stunned.
Xu Shaoqun's expression hardened. Holding his light machine gun, he stood on the trench and shouted, "Brothers—kill the Japanese devils!"
"Bang bang—!"
Gunfire erupted.
"Da da da da—!"
"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat—!"
The battle has begun!
The soil here is relatively loose, and Xu Shaoqun and his men had planted explosives beforehand, so they gained an absolute advantage without much effort.
Moreover, the enemy outnumbers us.
"Bang, bang, bang—!"
From all directions, thousands of soldiers fired wildly at the military train, a hail of bullets sweeping across the area, instantly killing countless Japanese soldiers.
"Da da—"
Xu Shaoqun was not to be outdone and fired a burst of bullets.
One of the Japanese soldiers was shot dead on the spot, his body fell to the ground, and blood flowed down the muzzle of the gun.
"Baka Yalu—!"
"Someone, please save me—!"
"Mama-san—!!!"
"quick!"
"Send a telegram to the division immediately—requesting reinforcements!"
"Our troops were attacked by the Huaxia army in the northwest of Jingxing, and suffered heavy casualties!"
"ah!"
"ah!!"
A series of shrill screams, mixed with cries of agony, echoed from the military train.
How could these Japanese devils withstand such an attack?
One Japanese soldier after another was shot to death, their blood splattering all over the ground.
Soon, the wails of agony ceased to be heard in the military train, and it became completely silent.
Only faint breathing sounds carried through the night air.
"Blow the bugle—!"
"Finish him off—!!!"
Xu Shaoqun, with a cold expression, roared.
"Beep beep beep beep—!"
Immediately following, a melodious horn sounded across the sky, as if it came from beyond the heavens, or perhaps from hell.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
The sound of sharp bayonets piercing flesh echoed, each time dozens or even hundreds of corpses were stabbed into honeycomb shapes, and bright red blood stained the muddy road.
"Snap—"
A head fell off and rolled a long way away.
"ah--!"
"Spare me!"
"Don't kill me—"
"I surrender!"
Inside the military train, the Japanese soldiers were so terrified they wet themselves, kneeling on the ground with their hands raised, kowtowing repeatedly.
But it was completely useless!
War is never child's play, nor does it concern mercy; it's all about who has the bigger capacity and can provide enough food!