Yes, although Fujiwara Jao is the one with the least experience on the battlefield among everyone on the scene, his sensitive intuition still made him feel a crisis.

Seeing that the matter was already in trouble and the opponent had plans to further threaten his side, he immediately ordered decisively: "Order, the second group will stay to block the enemy, and the rest will retreat!"

The trench area he was in was quite clever, facing the mountain road below as long as 40 meters long, but on the side there was an arc towards a rocky area and extended to the distance, enough to provide cover for it under the strafing of the MG34 machine gun.

This is probably the infantry squad that dug the trench long ago, but now it has made wedding clothes for Fujiwara Jao.

It is naturally much easier for the Japanese army to evacuate on the hillside. It is farther away. With the cover of the dense forest, I want to run away. Even the special forces with machine guns and MG34 machine guns cannot keep them.

However, if the Japanese army turned around and ran away without caring about it, they would have overthinking it. There was a machine gun and a machine gun below and more than a dozen semi-automatic rifles. Just chasing them and fighting, they could leave at least half of the people on the hillside.

Not to mention that under the cover of their own firepower, Shen Laoliu and Mingxin had led several people to leave the carriage bunker, and circled around the two wings, intending to swallow them in one bite.

Therefore, before evacuating, Fujiwara Jaetsu made a cruel move to cut off his arm, leaving at least one combat team of six Japanese troops to block the attack.

It has to be said that the Japanese army he led was indeed an elite army. Even though he knew that the one who stayed was bound to be dead, the six Japanese troops were banned and resolutely implemented the military order of the chief officer. He also relied on a light machine gun, two submachine guns and three rifles under the siege of Tang Dao and a group of special forces soldiers. He persisted for nearly 15 minutes before being wiped out by all the personnel.

That was enough to allow Fujiwara Jae-o to lead the remnants to escape into the mountains. For these dangerous enemies, Tang Dao rationally stopped chasing and continued to chase them. The trapped beasts were the most terrifying. Even if he could only afford to pay at least five or six people to wipe out the elite Japanese army.

It would be more appropriate to leave it to the army of the 17th Division to search the mountains!

Moreover, this battle did not disappoint Tang Dao too much.

It is expected that the Japanese army sent more than 40 elite squads to rescue Yamashimizu, and now there are about 20 people. In addition, the one who was killed by the MG34 machine gun while leaving the battlefield and the one who was shot by Lu Sanjiang before, was shot and killed by 16 Japanese corpses on the entire battlefield.

This means that more than half of this bullshit agent team has been killed and basically lost the possibility of reappearance.

The next journey should be much more purified.

However, the officers and soldiers of the Four Lines Regiment who were responsible for counting the battlefield had no joy on their faces.

It was not that they had consumed ammunition that could annihilate an infantry squad in this battle, nor that the fierce battle caused the loss of two pack horses and one war horse, and the two were injured.

However, in terms of the battle loss ratio between the two sides, it is almost 1 to 1.

After the battle, they found 11 corpses in the wooden shed where they were resting as soldiers of the 17th Division.

However, this is not the end. In the woods on the hillside, three remains that were tortured and still blocked until they died.

In addition, the Chinese soldier who was previously coerced by the Japanese army happened to be a complete infantry squad, which means that the infantry squad of the 17th Division can be declared revoked.

Because, the soldier who was instinctively retorted after being scolded by Lu Sanjiang was shot in the chest, probably wouldn't have survived.

"Uh, there is no way, uh, there is no way. If I don't cooperate with them, they will kill Squad Leader Niu and the others. The only ones who came out of the army to join the army in the village are left, and I and Squad Leader Niu, and I can't die anymore." The only soldier who was alive but unfortunately shot into the chest by the bullets of fire exchange between the two sides, looked up at his compatriots who looked extremely ugly, his eyes were filled with tears, and he murmured to repent.

Through this fierce firefighting period, the soldier should also know that these people in casual clothes should not be caravans, but regular troops. And those who can fight against the Japanese can only be their own people.

"Little brother, you needless to say, we all know." Tang Dao sighed slightly, squatted down, and gently held the young man whose focal length was not much in his pupils.

Although there is no surveillance to play back what the checkpoint encountered, Tang Dao can almost outline the scene at that time through the soldier's few words combined with the on-site situation.

They should have been attacked at night, and the elite Japanese troops should have arrived here yesterday afternoon, and then used the night to sneak and kill the sentinels first, and then controlled the rest.

In order to make them surrender, the Japanese cruelly used killing to intimidate them. This is also the reason why at least six of the 11 corpses in the straw hut were strangled to death by ropes. It was the killing that was carried out after thorough control.

Cruel killing will create a great sense of oppression on people's psychology. At this time, if you use close interpersonal relationships to coerce, there will always be people who surrender.

For the Japanese, only one tool is needed for this kind of tool, and the rest are useless, so the chips on the hillside were probably killed before the war began.

As for the unbearable scars on them, perhaps they are just games they use to make fun when they are bored.

The poor soldier was shamelessly deceived by the Japanese, and the person he wanted to protect had already died quietly.

"Tell Squad Leader Niu, I'm sorry for him, I've become a lackey of the Japanese..." The soldier's voice became weaker and weaker, until it was silent.

"Brother, we don't blame you, really, we don't blame you at all." Lu Sanjiang's eyes were red.

This strong man has almost never shed tears since he watched his old squad leader use his own hands as bait and was swept into a honeycomb by a heavy machine gun in a Japanese machine. However, today he has red eyes because of a cowardly soldier who "submitted" to the Japanese army.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The reason is very simple. He is cowardly, but he also hopes to protect it. The three remains on the hillside have proved that he did not lie. Otherwise, the Japanese army would not have to work hard to move the three people to the hillside.

Moreover, he also used his life to deceive his compatriots and atone for his sins.

Five seconds before the two sides exchanged fire, with his military instinct, he should have crawled and rolled away immediately, but he did not, but stood still.

I think the reason why he lives is just to save his comrades.

Moreover, his instinctively scolding Lu Sanjiang was crucial. Otherwise, Lu Sanjiang would never have determined that the man who spoke extremely authentic Northeast accent around him was Japanese.

In fact, the soldier's Shaanxi dialect was too authentic, which was definitely not something that the Japanese could learn, and it was also a reason why Lu Sanjiang had no suspicion at first. Even though he was trying to find clues, the Japanese performed perfectly, and with this soldier's authentic Shaanxi dialect as a supplementary certificate.

It was not until Tang Dao, who was located in the carriage, felt that there was still eyes on the hillside coveting this place, and an ordinary checkpoint located in his defense zone would never be cautious. Then he coughed and reminded him that Lu Sanjiang took out his trump card to test it.

As long as you are a Chinese, when you hear someone wants to visit your ancestors, you will care about who you are. You will scold them first and then talk about other people. There are only people from other races. You obviously can't turn your mind and ask stupidly, "What are you talking about?" Just this, you dare to say that you are from the three northeastern provinces?

Lu Sanjiang didn't have any hesitation at all. He immediately decided that the person next to him might be a real Chinese, but that person was definitely not.

The Chinese soldier who was accomplice of the tiger was not killed immediately, because he wanted to catch a living person after the war and ask clearly.

But I didn't expect that there was also a meaning of protection behind this, even if it was a desperate protection, and he would use his life to atone for himself without hesitation.

"I will tell your squad leader, platoon leader, company commander, your baby is a good person." Lu Sanjiang rubbed his eyes hard, stood up and lowered his head and made a solemn promise.

"Put his body together with his brothers, and wait for the 17th Division to ask about it, and he said that he was also killed in battle. Others went to find out how the Japanese attacked the checkpoint, so as to remind the friendly soldiers." Tang Dao narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.

This small special agent team may not have caused him much damage today, but he must admit that he has extremely strong combat power. Even if the four-line regiment's checkpoint is caught off guard, it will probably be wiped out.

This kind of post-war summary is particularly necessary.

According to the requirements of Tang Dao, Xia Dayu shot out a red signal flare into the sky. If the checkpoint near the 17th Division saw it, he would definitely send someone to inspect it.

On the one hand, the infantry squad, which was attacked and killed in battle, needs to be restrained, and the losses of the other two pack horses need to be replenished, which requires support from local infantry regiments and even infantry brigades.

Except for a few high grounds, the rest of the people were basically scattered to find traces of the Japanese attack on the infantry squad.

Although it was raining throughout the day, many traces of it should have been wiped out, if you want to sneak into the defense area of ​​an infantry squad with more than a dozen people and not shoot one shot, you must at least kill the sentry first.

The smell of blood and the breath of death are inevitable.

Fortunately, there is a hammer!

Before the 17th Division's troops arrived, Hammer, whose sense of smell was far superior to that of humans, led Shen Laoliu and others to find the exact location where the two sentries were attacked.

This infantry squad should have been very cautious. On the top of the mountain 200 meters above the wooden shed, a three-person sentry, two open and one secret.

The secret whistle lurked in a bush less than 15 meters to the left of the two open whistles, and there were even waterproof rain cloth and hay.

But what the three Chinese sentries never dreamed of was that their opponent was so terrible.

The first one to be killed was a secret whistle.

"Lao Liu, if it were you, how could you kill the secret whistle without disturbing the open whistle 15 meters away?" Tang Dao asked Shen Lao Liu.

"It's very difficult!" Shen Laoliu thought about it carefully and answered honestly.

"Even if I can kill the whistle, I can't guarantee whether his hands and feet will move abnormally, and then kick the bushes."

"No, it's not possible to use a knife, but it may work with your hands." Ming Xin, who was standing aside, burst out his slender palm, and put on a claw to touch Shen Laoliu's back neck: "Sir, look, under the silence of the secret whistle, he grabbed his cervical vertebrae with one claw, causing the brain to lose control of the entire body instantly."

"That's why there are traces of urination and defecation here." Tang Dao's eyes looked stern. "That's just like you said, the secret whistle was pinched to death by one hand, but he couldn't even move a finger."

"Is this still a human being with one hand?" Shen Laoliu's eyes were full of fear.

This veteran who has been through the battlefield for a long time can guarantee that even if he encounters such a terrifying enemy, he can only close his eyes and wait for death.

"You are so strange!" Ming Xin rolled her eyes. "Not to mention other people, just our group, there are four people with this ability."

"You are talking about the commander, you, Uncle Han, and who is there? I will stay away from him in the future." Shen Laoliu unconsciously moved away from Mingxin.

A person with such fingering is definitely a devilish guy.

"Sir Heizi, you also have such strength. Otherwise, do you think anyone can use the machine gun as a sniper rifle?" Ming Xin pointed to the big tree that was still standing still because of the machine gun.

At a distance of 380 meters, the big tree is thick, but it is only a cross-section of less than 0.8 meters. It is still conceivable to hit it with a rifle, but Kuroko hit it with a 20mm machine gun with a very large recoil, and he hit several shots in a row. His super arm and wrist strength and finger strength are the basis for his sharp shooting.

"Yes, Deputy Company Commander Hei is simply a beast. He will do whatever he says in the future. We dare not argue with him." Shen Laoliu grinned.

"No, I'm at the two bright posts here, there are no footprints at all, only three handprints. God, how did he do it?" Ming Xin, who ignored Shen Laoliu, turned his eyes to the scene again, and his face showed a surprise.

The two open whistles are on one side with mountain rock, which means that the two only need to defend on three sides, and there are also hidden whistles hidden in the bushes opposite to help them defend on one side. In fact, they are guarding the bonfire and only need to pay attention to the left and right sides.

But the bushes were fifteen meters away from them, but they did not leave any footprints, which meant that the enemy had crawled to death and reached two clear whistle positions illuminated by fire.

But how did he leave only three shallow handprints on the gravel ground? The two handprints were five meters away from the bushes, which was the murderer gradually approaching, and the last one was ten meters away from the bushes, and the marks were obviously deeper, indicating that the murderer had accumulated enough strength at that moment, like a leopard pounced on his prey.

Mingxin quickly simulated the situation in his heart. If it were him, he would not have been so perfect at such a long distance. He launched an attack on two fully armed sentries in almost a breath.

Moreover, the two sentries had no chance to resist and were killed on the spot.

Mingxin's mind was filled with a picture of a soldier's sternum broken in the wooden shed and another soldier's cervical bone completely broken.

It was clearly the murderer's fierce knee hitting a soldier's chest. With just this blow, his hard sternum was broken and broken into his heart. The soldier immediately went into a state of fainting.

Then, the murderer actually took advantage of the rebound force and turned around and grabbed the other soldier who was frightened and turned around. Without waiting for him to open his mouth and shout, his hands were wrong, and his neck was broken.

Then he hooked his foot and hooked the soldier who had hit the rock wall and slowly fell down to prevent his body from falling to the ground.

At this point, the murderer used one knee and both hands to completely kill two soldiers in less than two seconds, without any abnormal movement.

Such an important sentry was killed, causing more Japanese troops to enter an attack state. In addition, such a terrible master, the fate of the ten soldiers resting in the wooden shed was destined.

"Hiss~~~" Mingxin took a rare breath of cold air.

With his pride and confidence, he has to admit at this time that he is likely to be no match for this Japanese master in terms of bare hands.
To be continued...