Rimo Ozawa is now hiding behind a carriage full of food.

While gasping for breath and recovering his physical strength, he kept observing the situation around him.

Although his eyes were full of despair, there was a glimmer of hope because of his choice just now.

Three minutes ago, I found myself and a group of Japanese Army captains who were incredibly firepower had finally realized that they had made an empiricist mistake. If they persisted as before, the heroic image of the Imperial Army would be maintained, but they would almost die.

In the end, the Chinese could easily harvest their victorious heads.

And when he led his troops to retreat to the hillside and return to the mountain road, the Chinese gunfire gradually stopped, as if everything he and his subordinates had encountered was nothing more than a nightmare.

However, the bodies lying all over the mountain road and the moans that had gradually become inaudible from the previous shocking howls, reminding the Japanese Army Captain that all this is true.

This result is really desperate and frustrating.

Despair was because the losses were so great that they exceeded the imagination of the Japanese Army Captain. In less than 20 minutes, he led nearly 300 people, only more than 80 big cats and kittens were left.

But the frustration was because of the sound of gunfire and explosions that proved Ozawa Rimo's guess. The crazy Chinese did not bring an arsenal. Their ammunition storage was not as much as they showed. Maybe he could persevere for a while until the Chinese were exhausted.

But he didn't have so many lives to consume. It was not just him, the commander. In fact, more than 70% of the war damage had already left the soldiers on the verge of psychological collapse. Even if he didn't give orders, the entire army might be defeated. At that time, he could only let the Chinese slaughter.

He has done what he can do, and whether from determination or to retreating from time to time judgment, he is definitely an excellent squadron commander.

What's more, this Chinese army that ambushed them not only has excellent weapons and equipment, abundant firepower, their fighting will and their shooting skills are also excellent. They should be the elite among the elite.

His six grenade launchers and 12 grenade launchers were basically killed by cold guns.

That was premeditated, and it was done by the Chinese who specially selected the archer. Ozawa Rimo came to this conclusion after seeing a grenade launcher that was only 20 meters away from him.

The grenade launcher was a sergeant with at least five years of military service. He was very experienced and hid behind a big tree with lush branches and leaves. The extremely cautious grenade launcher just lay behind the tree and quietly stretched out his weapon. His arm was slightly exposed and he was hit by a bullet that seemed to have eyes.

The sudden severe pain made the grenade launcher subconsciously dodge to one side. He just showed half of his head when he was hit on the back of the head by another sudden bullet. The fragile back of the head was like a blooming blood lotus blooming in front of the Japanese captain.

The Chinese used superior firepower to suppress the infantry and focused on attacking threatening firepower points.

When their shooters finish killing the only grenade launcher and light machine gunner who can counterattack, it will soon be the ordinary infantry turn.

It's like a wolf hunting herd of bison, scaring away the strong male bison by intimidation, and then attacking the female bison and the calves, and eventually there will be a cruel feast.

It can be said that all the persistence of Ozawa Rimo, who was experiencing coldness on his back, collapsed completely after he understood this.

After immediately issued a military order for a complete retreat, he threw away his white gloves and the command knife that he once cherished extremely, wore a pick-up helmet, mixed in a team of more than 30 defeated soldiers and ran along the foot of the mountain until he ran to the side of the baggage cart.

Because, on the extremely desperate battlefield, he smelled a breath that might be alive from the point where the baggage cart was not attacked too much.

The Chinese wanted to kill people like themselves, but they also wanted to seize supplies and supplies. Captain Ozawa Riso, who went down the mountain to hide in the gaps of a large cart on the mountain road, raised a glimmer of hope. Maybe he could also use the Chinese tactical concept to find life in his life and gain a glimmer of hope.

Of course, the large carts located at the end of the team did not receive terrible fire attacks, and it may be that they were in a special terrain. The section at the foot of the mountain was not adjacent to the mountains covered with dense jungles like before, but the mountain was slow and there were no mountains. It may be one aspect that it was difficult for hiding soldiers to attack them.

But this is not important. What is important is that the large cart of the baggage was not attacked. He now has a chance to breathe and can still have time to think about how to use this opportunity to escape back.

The Japanese Army Captain, like his subordinates who fled here, kept looking at the surrounding environment with horror, and saw where to escape after a while.

The deep ditch on the other side of the mountain road has basically cut off everyone's expectations. Whether it was squeezed out in panic or driven down by grenades, it was all turned into fertilizer for the bushes at the bottom of the ditch. Yellow figures lying on the green vegetation, it seemed particularly clear, and there was not even a single one that could move.

Even if you are lucky enough to break your arms and legs, you lose your ability to move in such a mountainous country, and the result is self-evident. The carnivores in the mountain are probably drooling with the strong smell of blood.

As for whether reinforcements will arrive, the most optimistic Japanese army did not have this ambition. The sound of gunfire in the valley on the other side of the mountain has never stopped. The sudden loud noise that had previously exploded was twice as loud as the 105 howitzer.

Is the situation in which the Colonel and the main force are even worse than that of them? This may be the only thing that the remaining Japanese army feels comforting.

They are most likely not the most tragic group of people.

This is human nature. Although it is so dark that it is unbearable to look at it, it really exists.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Most people in this world can accept that strangers are better than themselves and happier than themselves, but cannot accept that their friends are brilliant and dazzling. The terrible jealousy is like a poisonous snake constantly biting its heart.

Everyone was beaten up together. Although the Japanese army, who was hiding behind the cart like quails, felt less sad, but their lives were still in danger.

They want to escape.

Waiting for support is no longer a matter of thinking, how about escaping?

For example, escape from each other!

Perhaps only fools do this.

If the Chinese can ambush here, they will not be ambushed and waiting for them on the mountain road they go back. That is almost 100% certain.

The Japanese Army Captain, who was constantly observing the surrounding situation, dared to use his head to guarantee that as long as he left the scope of the cart, he would be targeted by Chinese gunmen who didn't know where to hide. Then, just like he had once beaten rabbits in the local wilderness, he would hunt him on a mountain road that was running wildly on a basically uncovered mountain road.

Nowadays, there is only one road to choose from. Hiding in the cracks of the stone peaks on the side of the mountain road, and then looking for opportunities to escape into the mountains and survive from this dangerous battle.

However, Rimo Ozawa is so outstanding. The only way to live seems very attractive, but he can see this way of live, and there is no reason why the Chinese cannot see it, but the Chinese just left them such a way of live in this dangerous place.

Maybe this road that seems to be a life path has more terrible danger than those on the dead.

At least, here, he can fight against the Chinese for a while because the Chinese hope to seize grain and other supplies. Don’t go there and go directly to the great god Amaterasu to have tea.

Therefore, Ozawa Riso, who has always been decisive, has not made a decision for a long time.

The Chinese on the mountains are like extremely patient wolves, waiting for their prey to change their escape routes and then reveal their fangs.

The battlefield became strangely quiet.
Chapter completed!