Chen Feiyang and Liu Zishan, accompanied by Chen Erhu and Liu Sanbao, quickly reached a narrow mountain path that the Japanese Army was certain to take. With a steep slope on one side and a bottomless valley on the other, it was an ideal spot for an ambush.
"Listen up, brothers! We hold this position and show these devils what we’re made of!" Chen Feiyang and Liu Zishan raised their Thompson submachine guns as they looked out at the men. The bandits tightened their grips on their weapons; some held bows and arrows, others clutched Mauser pistols, and a few carried modded Type 38 hand cannons.
Though their arsenal was mismatched, every man’s eyes burned with a fierce intensity. Years of surviving in the rugged mountains had stripped away any fear of the coming fight.
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