klisemfg Chapter 327: Black Mountain Buried in Fury
Chapter 327: Black Mountain Buried in Fury
This section of the valley in Dahei Mountain is neither long nor short, only about seven or eight miles.
Captain Nakano led the soldiers of the Kwantung Army and marched forward quickly.
To be honest, Taro Nakano doesn't like the terrain of Daikoku Mountain very much.
If the enemy deployed two machine guns here, it would be difficult for them to rush over.
Although it is possible to defeat the enemy with mortars, it is still easy to lose manpower in such a place.
But what he didn't expect was that the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces did not guard the pass inside.
Instead, he gave this key position to the idiot who had water in the cabin.
When he was still two miles away from the valley entrance, he could already see the idiot Major in the cabin through the telescope.
He ordered his men to speed up, especially to let the mortar operators carry the guns and run in the front.
Nakano was prepared to complete the combat mission within half an hour and then quickly return to the barracks.
To be honest, he didn't want to have any contact with the water in the cabin again.
At this moment, two mortar shells exploded with a "boom" on the ice wall behind them.
What? Did the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces also have 82mm mortars?
The shells did not cause any impact on the ice wall, except for blowing off a small amount of ice fragments that scattered to the bottom of the valley.
Immediately afterwards, the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces' artillery shells fired again, still at the same location.
They also didn't know why the Anti-Japanese United Army was interested in the ice wall.
In a short while, they had fired ten shells.
The sound of "crackling" finally rang out on the ice wall behind them.
Nakano looked back in disbelief. The solid ice that had never broken in the past few hundred years as rumored had cracks appearing today.
As large chunks of ice fell from the Dahei Mountain, cracks on the ice wall quickly extended to both sides.
As cracks appeared, the ice on the mountain was rapidly approaching the marching Kwantung Army.
At this time, Nakano had already reacted. He called his subordinates and ran towards the exit desperately.
Nakano knew that if they didn't run, they would either be crushed to death by the solid ice or buried alive by the snow on the mountain.
Nakano cursed in his heart, isn’t this Big Black Mountain a miracle of the puppet Manchukuo emperor’s family?
Isn’t it protecting their ancestors?
Why did this Big Black Mountain today also commit murderous acts against the Kwantung Army, the friends of the puppet Manchukuo emperor?
He rode his big foreign horse and had already reached the front of the fleeing team.
But the speed at which the ice behind him was falling was getting faster and faster.
It even hit Nakano's horse's butt.
At this time, Nakano was less than 300 meters away from the major and his men in the cabin.
He was desperately shouting for Cabin Nei-kun to save him. Now he really hoped that Major Cabin Nei could lend him a hand.
But what he didn't expect was that the major in the cabin shamelessly escaped again.
"Bagaya Road..."
Before Nakano could finish his sentence, he was hit by a huge block of ice and fell to the ground in the valley along with his horse.
Then, Taro Nakano's eyes went dark and the snow on the mountain fell down.
He and his Kwantung Army soldiers were buried completely.
The sudden feeling of suffocation caused Nakano to completely faint.
In less than five minutes, Nakano, the executioner whose hands were stained with the blood of the Chinese people, was killed.
Finally, under the suppression of the sacred mountain, he ended his sinful life.
As for the Japanese soldier, there was a Lieutenant Colonel Shui in the cabin, who was still running forward desperately.
Because according to his calculations, the snow and ice could reach the second pass.
He had to run, otherwise he would be the next one to be buried alive because there was water in his cabin.
There is water in the cabin: This damn Anti-Japanese United Army, this damn Mu Yiyu.
I was wondering why they didn't set up a blocking position at the first pass.
It turned out that they had already planned it out and were ready to capture all the imperial troops in one fell swoop.
But after running out of the first pass, what greeted them was no longer the air of free life.
Instead, it was the metal storm of DP-28 light machine gun bullets in the hands of Mu Yiyu and Lao Zheng.
It was the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces’ more than thirty Garand semi-automatic rifles and the rage of revenge.
It tells the stories of more than fifty veterans of the Northeast Army and their love for their country and their hatred for their country.
The country has broken mountains and rivers, and the city has deep grass and trees.
At this moment, everyone had a feeling of revenge.
And Fugui and the others seemed to have gained self-salvation.
There was water in the cabin, and he was the fastest running Japanese soldier, and he had almost reached the safe area.
But he avoided the bullets of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces fighters, but he could not avoid the punishment from God.
A stone as big as a millstone still hit him.
His body below the waist was smashed into a pulp, just like being beheaded in ancient times.
But he was not willing to die for the time being and tried desperately to move the stone.
Unfortunately, he was powerless and could only watch his blood slowly drain away.
"Ah! We won... Dadada..."
Looking at the solid ice and snow that kept falling on the valley road in front of me.
Watching the Japanese soldiers just rushing out of the pass, they were shot into sieves one by one by machine guns and rifles.
The fighters of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces and the wealthy old Northeast Army were all cheering.
Even Commander Mu and Brother Zheng were so excited that they raised their light machine guns.
He fired all the remaining bullets in the DP-28's turntable into the sky.
Only Fugui opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at the big and small black mountains without blinking.
The cheers slowly stopped.
Fugui seemed to have figured something out and suddenly burst into laughter.
“Hahahaha, Political Commissar Song is right, this sacred mountain is indeed alive.
The one who protected it in the past was Nurhaci of the Qing Dynasty.
Those who are being protected now are our Chinese sons and daughters.
Doesn't that mean that the little braid in Changchun now has not been recognized by God at all?
He just didn’t restore the country correctly…”
"Hiss", after listening to Fugui's words, everyone felt that... it did make sense!
Song Wenwan: You are more like a political commissar than I am. With just a few words, you helped your superiors solve a big problem.
Things turned out just as Song Wenwan had expected. Not long after, a new and strange legend began to spread across the Northeast.
The Manchus' restoration of their country with pigtails is not right, the Black Mountain God protects China.
Just these two simple sentences made the person in Changchun Palace tremble and feel uneasy.
He felt that when he attended court, the ministers and guards looked at him with something strange in their eyes.
Those eyes were filled with guilt, confusion and disdain...
Damn it, the Japanese look down on me, do you slaves dare to look down on me too?
Even the Japanese Kwantung Army Headquarters was somewhat panicked by this rumor.
The head of the Kwantung Army’s Intelligence Department and the head of the Manchukuo Security Bureau.
They were all called over by the Kwantung Army Headquarters, and were given a slap in the face before being let go.
Then, in the major cities in the Northeast, spies were dispatched to carry out continuous searches and suppressions.
Suppress all the people who dare to mention the Black Mountains, or those who dare to mention the improper way of restoring the country by using pigtails.
In an inconspicuous small building in Harbin, a man hurried home without waiting for dark.
A thin woman with an intelligent face had just hidden the telegraph machine when she saw the flustered man.
"Chen Ming, why are you so flustered? Aren't you afraid that the Japanese will see through your flaws?"