Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Chapter 485 If I don’t go to hell, who will?

Monk Wei quickly raised his hand to stop the soldiers, but his heart was in his throat, fearing that the little monk would open the door and run out, which would then end everything.

But the little monk ran to a corner of the main hall and found a string of Buddhist beads and a handwritten sutra from a pile of packages.

Then carefully wrapped it with cloth.

"Donor, the abbot has tried it. If I don't go to hell, who will? Since the temple is no longer a pure place, why not let him return to dust!"

Monk Wei looked at the young monk's sudden calmness and the wisdom in his eyes, and couldn't help but raise his hand and salute.

"Young Master is at a transcendent level. Without further delay, take us to the side hall to act!"

Ten soldiers were left behind to lay explosives in the main hall.

Then the rest of the soldiers followed the little monk into one storehouse and side hall after another and placed bombs around all the ammunition!

About half an hour later, the arrangement was completed.

Monk Wei and the soldiers gathered in the main hall again, then stepped on the ammunition boxes and climbed onto the roof one by one.

The little monk also followed, holding the cat.

Monk Wei and others climbed up the big locust tree from the roof of the main hall, and then jumped out of the wall.

The Japanese soldier named Tadoda looked at the swaying locust tree and his heart was pounding. There was no wind, so why was the locust tree swaying?

Duochun was about to shout when he heard another cat's meow.

"I'm going to find some explosives and blow up this big locust tree! The more I look at it, the more something seems wrong!"

"That's enough, Taharu-kun! Are you crazy? Using explosives so close to an ammunition dump!"

The little devil Duochun then realized that he seemed to have gone insane. He was becoming more and more out of control, as if his soul had been sucked away by the big tree.

A feeling as if the soul was leaving the body rose from the bottom of my heart.

Since you can’t see the trees, just look at the scenery outside!

Duochun raised his head and looked at the cliff outside the courtyard wall. He was surprised to find that the trees and grass were rustling.

Duochun, the Japanese soldier, seemed to be crazy. He felt that the whole world was against him. In a rage, he snatched the Type 92 heavy machine gun beside him and loaded it with the bolt.

"Duochun, are you crazy?"

The quarrel among the Japanese soldiers also attracted the attention of Wei Heshang and others who were climbing. When they turned around, they found that the Type 92 heavy machine gun was pointing at them, so they hurried to climb up.

Duochun pushed away the Japanese soldiers around him and prepared to pull the trigger, but just as he exerted force with his fingers, a gunshot rang out and the bullet went through his forehead.

The Japanese soldiers who had been arguing just now were stunned for three seconds, then immediately lay down behind the bunker, not daring to show their heads.

"Baga! How could there be an enemy?!"

"Wait, wait until the main force arrives before launching the attack! They have snipers!"

But the soldiers on the hillside would not give him this chance and threw two or three grenades into the courtyard wall.

The machine gun position was immediately paralyzed.

As a result of this commotion, all the guards at the Japanese ammunition depot surrounded them.

Wang Xikui, who was in the woods south of the ammunition depot, had been extremely hungry and thirsty. He fired one bullet after another accurately, blowing open the heads of the Japanese soldiers at the temple gate.

By the time the Japanese reached the foot of the cliff, Monk Wei and his companions had already disappeared into the vast mountains and forests.

"Baga! Fortunately, the ammunition depot was not damaged, otherwise you would have died!"

However, things were not as simple as the Japanese thought.

Monk Wei ran northward while shouting into the walkie-talkie:

"Xi Kui, run! Detonate the bomb in three minutes!"

When Wang Xikui heard this, he quickly told everyone to run.

Monk Wei on the north side of the temple went north, and Wang Xikui on the south side of the temple went south. The two groups ran at an unprecedented speed, desperately.

Finally, three minutes later, Monk Wei leaned against a small slope and dialed the designated frequency on a walkie-talkie.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

This thousand-year-old temple was like an exploding balloon, scattering bricks, tiles and the bodies of the Japanese devils everywhere.

A small mushroom cloud rose up, as if announcing to everyone that the Japanese ammunition depot had disappeared from this land.

There was no life or any living creature within a radius of 300 meters.

The messenger called by Wei Heshang sent a telegram to the Datong Headquarters of the Independent Column:

One of the Japanese ammunition depots has been destroyed, and we will continue to search for other ammunition depots.

After sending the telegram, Monk Wei, under the leadership of the little monk, reunited with Wang Xikui, and then continued to search for the Japanese ammunition depot in the mountains and plains, and ambushed the Japanese convoys along the way.

After receiving the telegram from Monk Wei, Li Yunlong waved his fist excitedly.

"Good job! The Japs have no shells, let's see how they show off! Order the soldiers to prepare for the Japs' attack!"

Such a powerful explosion could not be hidden from Sasa Shinnosuke, who sent a telegram to Iida Shojiro.

Shojiro Iida looked far to the west in Zhangjiakou and shook his head helplessly.

Nowadays, anger can no longer solve the problem. Only by staying calm can we have the strength to fight.

"We now have air superiority in our hands. At least the independent column's artillery group dare not show its head at will. Let the three divisions seize the opportunity and attack immediately!"

Then, the 39th Division, the 125th Division, and the 138th Division began to use infantry to attack the various positions of the independent column.

The Japs used the same old trick, bombarding with their few remaining shells for ten minutes, and then began a sudden attack.

Fortunately, the firepower of each armored division was stronger than that of the Kwantung Army, and after the initial consumption, the number of people was one to one.

Wang Huaibao was furious as he watched another torrent of shit-yellow liquid come flooding in.

If it were in the past, he would have called on his own artillery regiment to cover the enemy with fire, and if he was lucky, he could have called on the support of the artillery and aviation divisions.

But now the artillery regiment’s artillery shells are about to run out, and even the artillery battalions of each regiment are stretched to the limit.

"Division Commander, the tank regiment and armored infantry regiment report that their artillery shells, machine gun bullets and fuel have been used up. They apply to be converted into infantry and participate in the battle!"

"Stop talking nonsense! I spent a lot of effort to train these people! Want to use a self-defense pistol to shoot the Japanese? Let them rest first!"

Wang Huaibao stood in front of the map again, looked at the situation, and called the staff officer back.

"Wait, distribute the captured Japanese weapons to the tank soldiers and form the reserve force of our First Armored Division!"

The tank soldiers looked at the Japanese's Type 38 rifles and Type 99 rifles with disdain. If the range of their self-defense pistols were not enough, they would not bother to use the Japanese's junk.

At this time, the entire 148th Division was quietly passing through the Huairen Pass, preparing to open a gap from the southeast of Datong along the Wuzhou Mountain on the west side of Huairen.