There were gunfire and explosions thousands of meters away, so it was naturally not good news for Shen Laoliu and Utsunomiya who were still confronting each other by the river.

"Yoxi! I knew that there would be no one Chinese person, so that's good, we might know more." Utsumiya listened to the unique gunshots of the 38th Gai's "Ba Gouer", and her face turned from ugly to calm.

No matter what kind of battle situation it is, as a commander, he must stabilize the morale of the army. This is the basic quality of being a commander.

Therefore, when the gunshots and explosions stopped and only the gunshots on the front battlefield were left, Utsunomiya and the remaining more than 50 Japanese soldiers did not think much, but thought that their colleagues had solved the enemy that blocked them.

There is nothing wrong with thinking like this. After all, even if the Chinese have an infantry company, they will never be able to kill them in such a short time.

A thousand meters away from them that they could not see, Ming Xin's great sword that had killed thirty people had already returned to the sheath. He lowered his head and pulled out his willow-leaf knife from the corpses of the wolf green dog and the Japanese army. He looked at the blood-stained muffled shell gun, and then retreated without any nostalgia.

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"Good, Mingxin, you are the sixth brother. I need you to help me. If I don't inform the captain and the others, my two lives will be lost." Shen Laoliu, who heard the sound of flanking guns, panting while leaning against the dam on the shore, complaining angrily.

But perhaps only Shen Laoliu himself knew that he didn't know how warm he was.

No one hopes to be abandoned by his comrades, even Shen Laoliu, who is determined to be dead, will be no exception. He just told him rationally that it would be really difficult for them to withstand how long it took for these Japanese troops to last.

In fact, there were too many Japanese troops, with more than 90 people, and half of the eight magazines he carried were empty.

Soon, the gunshots stopped.

Shen Laoliu suddenly felt sad!

As a veteran, he could of course analyze the changes in the Japanese army's forces from firepower. At least twenty or thirty Japanese troops were circling the left wing.

Mingxin is strong in fighting cold weapons. In such field battles, how can I say the result?

"I said you are Lao Liu, but I am wrong. Your baby is a fool! Next door, you are a fool. You are in heaven. I see if I kill a few more Japanese devils to avenge you." Shen Lao Liu woke up from sadness and tears flowed down.

He was thinking about how to get out, but now he had to work hard. There were 40 bullets left. He could kill at least 10 Japanese devils. In addition, he could earn enough money for the "Lao Liu" combination, and not embarrassing the special squadron.

"Brother Six, who are you calling?" A hand quietly patted Shen Laoliu on the shoulders of who was turning over and aiming at the opposite side to shoot.

Shen Laoliu's body suddenly stiffened.

Although most of his mind is on the opposite side of the river, he is actually wary of his surroundings. This is the basic quality of a veteran. It is impossible to be touched by someone and even patted on the shoulder and head.

Of course, Shen Laoliu's body was stiff not because he made a fatal mistake, but because of that sound.

That is the voice of enlightenment.

Surprise turned his head, and the innocent little face could be who wouldn't be Ming Xin's "Lao Liu"?

"Is your baby a ghost or a human? If it is a ghost, don't scare your sixth brother. Go to the opposite side to scare the ghosts and ask me to kill a few more to avenge your baby." Shen Laoliu asked subconsciously.

"You are a ghost, so crying. Look at your two tears flowing, and your face is almost washed away." Mingxin replied angrily. "Also, you just called me a fool, I heard it!"

"Damn it, it's really warm, it's so good. You should hurry up and notify people. As long as the Japanese don't dare to get around easily, it's no problem for me to push them for another half an hour. Remember to leave your shell gun for me." Shen Laoliu heard Ming Xin say this, and reached out and shook Ming Xin's hand, confirming that Ming Xin is a human or not, and he immediately grinned and laughed.

"The gun was smashed out as a hidden weapon, and it's gone!" Ming Xin spread his hands and replied regretfully.

"You are a prodigal son, and you must be quibbled by the Chief of Staff," Shen Laoliu twitched slightly and asked subconsciously. "How many Japanese guys are here? If you kill a few kids, they will scare them away."

"I'll do it!" Ming Xin smiled slightly. "It seems that there are about 30, and there are still wolf dogs, but they didn't run away and they all died."

"What?" Shen Laoliu blinked and suddenly stunned.

"I said, 30 Japanese and one dog are all dead." Ming Xin nodded with certainty. "Even if there are still people who are not dead, they will only breathe a sigh of relief at most. If you freeze it again, it should be almost hard now. Who made them not even wear pants?"

"Cough cough!" Shen Lao Liu almost came up in one breath and started coughing wildly.

Mingxin hurriedly pulled the old Liuyi, and the two bent over and ran under the dam.

Shen Laoliu's movement clearly shows the target for the Japanese. What is it that is not Laoliu?

Sure enough, within 30 seconds, several consecutive grenades exploded in the positions where the two were staying.

It’s all like this, and Shen Laoliu still bulged his eyes and asked Mingxin, “Are you sure there are 30 Japanese devils or not 3?”

Mingxin’s mathology is indeed not learned in school, but it is taught by the master, but there will never be such low-level mistakes. Shen Laoliu also understands this.

But how did one person win against 30 people? Shen Laoliu couldn't figure it out even if he wanted to lose his head.

Could it be that there are 30 pigs? But that is definitely not to curse the Japanese, but to curse yourself, to scold all Chinese. You must know that those who forced millions of troops into such a field were just hundreds of thousands of Japanese. They were all pigs, so what do you think of? Are you stupider than pigs? Shen Laoliu would never deny himself like this.

But Shen Laoliu couldn't figure it out no matter how he thought about it, but he never doubted Mingxin, not because of the strong smell of blood on Mingxin, but because no matter how rookie he was, he was still a comrade-in-arms.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! On the battlefield, you must have unconditional trust in your comrades. This is one of the laws for soldiers to survive on the battlefield.

"You killed 30 Japanese troops, that means..." Shen Laoliu began to count the strength of the Japanese troops opposite with his fingers.

After just a few rounds of shots, he killed at least four Japanese infantrymen. The Japanese army really wanted to give him a sense of oppression, and he made an attempt to cross the river regardless of the danger. Naturally, he accepted the gift without hesitation.

With the few people killed before, the Japanese army's troops were reduced to about 60. Although the troops were still very different, it had improved a lot compared to before.

"Look at that side." Ming squinted his eyes and looked at the distant sky.

At least four kilometers away, there was a red object floating faintly. Without pointing the scope at the sky, Shen Laoliu cracked his mouth again.

Without them manually reporting the information, the companions of the special squadron already knew that they had encountered an enemy. This red lantern floating in the sky was the highest warning signal they sent.

Of course, this is not a red lantern, but a "remote communication" developed by Tang Dao for the special squadron.

The role of special forces is to become the eyes of the entire army and quickly feedback the situation that the commander cannot see back to the commander. However, there is no portable wireless communication in this era. It is obviously unrealistic to let each special forces team carry a field radio station, and let special forces rely on signal flare communication. If it is near the enemy's battlefield, it is undoubtedly suicide communication.

As early as the Battle of Guangde, Tang Dao thought about how special forces warned about how many kilometers of communication warnings, and got inspiration from the "Kongming Lantern" developed by the predecessors of China.

This thing silently rises to the sky. Except for the ones, even if the Japanese see it, they don’t know what it means.

Moreover, it takes time for the Kongming lantern to rise. Even if the Japanese feel that they are not right and come to investigate, the rookie special forces will run away, which is much safer than firing a signal flare.

Tang Dao handed over the task of developing high-altitude signal lights to Teacher Xiao He. The "Kongming Lantern" that was originally supported by theoretical foundations is naturally no problem for top students in the physics department like Teacher Xiao He. The difficulty is nothing more than what kind of fuel is used to make the Kongming Lantern made of tulle rise quickly and self-destruct at a certain height.

After spending half a month, and after feedback from Gu Xishui and others during the actual use process, Teacher Xiao He developed high-altitude signal lights of "yellow" and "red".

The yellow light indicates that the enemy is approaching, while the red light indicates that the enemy has already been caught. The enemy has a large number of troops and needs support. If two are raised, it means evacuation.

Moreover, if this "signal light" rises to about 150 meters high, it will ignite the fire lead to ignite the gauze used as a lampshade and burn it. Unless the Japanese army pays special attention to the altitude, it will not be noticed that Chinese soldiers will use this for communication in a short period of time.

There was only one red signal light that Mingxin and Shen Laoliu saw that had risen to 150 meters and were beginning to burn himself. It was obvious that some of the companions knew about their danger and were informing the groups in this area.

However, it was not to evacuate, but to inform them to come here.

As for how they learned, it is not something Mingxin and Shen Laoliu have to consider.

Speaking of which, things in this world are like drinking and pecking. Gu Xishui, who emitted the highest warning signal several kilometers away, could know that Mingxin and Shen Laoliu had to rely on ordinary people who fled from the battlefield far away.

These people who survived from the guns of the Japanese army ran wildly towards the Yellow River. The desire to survive made their potential explode. However, Shen Laoliu and Mingxin fought for 20 minutes, which was only two kilometers away from the battlefield.

Fortunately, they met a convoy and heard that there were hundreds of Japanese devils coming up by the Bi River. Several Chinese soldiers were fighting desperately. Following the thin businessman in the convoy, he pulled a dozen Chinese people and ran away desperately.

He shouted along the way that the Japanese devils came over, and Gu Xishui naturally heard the movement, and stopped the convoy with a gun and asked the truth.

Although more than a dozen ordinary people could not say how many Japanese troops arrived on the bank of the Bi River, Gu Xishui knew that Shen Laoliu, a veteran, had the Japanese team that could not compete with him, and he would have run away long ago. How could he block the Japanese from crossing the river with a gun?

The reason why veterans live longer than new recruits is not that they have a higher level of evading guns and cannons, but that they judge the form of the battlefield and know when to fight when they can and cannot fight, unless they are absolutely necessary to give it a chance.

The people said that they had all run far away and the gunfire by the river kept still, which further confirmed Gu Xishui's conjecture. No matter how many Japanese people were, they would not have more than two hundred people.

And his special squadron has all the elite troops. In this area, there are forty or fifty people. Even if they cannot be killed, at least it will be fine to save Mingxin. Shen Laoliu will get out of trouble.

Therefore, Gu Xishui made a quick decision and notified the regiment headquarters to discover the Japanese vanguard troops with the field radio station he carried, while using the "signal light" to notify the reconnaissance teams to quickly move closer to this side.

"Captain Gu and the others know the situation here. They are greeting brothers, Ming Laoliu, no, Ming Killing God, should we continue to fight these Japanese devils?" Shen Laoliu asked Ming Xin with a smile.

Faced with this colleague who likes to give people a nickname, Mingxin rolled her eyes angrily, "What do you think?"

"Okay, I will give the enemy to me, and I promise to let them continue to die, but the one on the side is still to you. If you dare to run across the river secretly, you can kill them." Shen Laoliu was simply the legendary general man at that moment.

He looks so ordinary that he doesn't seek to do things, but he is extremely confident.

That's sure, no matter who has a companion who can kill 30 Japanese soldiers on his own, he must be confident!

And for Mingxin, who was already confident and responsible for killing demons and eliminating demons, it would be even more unfair. If it weren't for thinking that Gu Xishui was summoning people to support him, Mingxin would have wanted to sneak to the other side of the river to kill the Japanese so that they would not smell the smell and run away.

Fortunately, Mingxin was just confident rather than arrogant. The Japanese army on the other side of the river were not the 30 Japanese soldiers who had fallen into dogs after crossing the river. Their formation was even wider, and they were located on the river beach, and the grass was far less lush than the shore on this side, and there were enough troops.

Don’t be careful if you kill someone but fail to kill someone. Mingxin will not make such a low-level mistake.

The two Chinese special forces chose the delay tactic, but for Utsunomiya, it was a torment.

Half an hour passed, and the Chinese opposite was still moving their positions like a clever but poisonous monkey, maintaining their lethality. The situation he expected to encircle the Chinese people's retreat.

"Damn, what are those idiots doing?" Utsumiya anxiously scolded his subordinates on the position.

The order from the wing headquarters has been sent, asking his search team to find an opportunity to cross the Bi River to continue to reconnaise the enemy situation. Because the main force of the wing encountered a large number of defeated soldiers in the Chinese army and encountered its tenacious resistance, he could only temporarily stop and attack the villages occupied by the defeated soldiers. It is expected to arrive in their area tomorrow morning.

Looking at the sky, Utsunomiya was even more helpless. He knew that this should be the most optimistic time for the team leader.

The Chinese defeated soldiers who could stop an infantry corps and wipe out at least one infantry regiment. The Chinese did not have many heavy firearms, but it would not be solved in one or two hours to completely defeat the defensive positions of more than 2,000 people, let alone trapped beasts fighting.

In order to ensure the physical strength of soldiers, they usually do not march at night at night, and it takes more than two hours to march quickly. It would be great if the wing could arrive before 8:30 am tomorrow.

As for crossing the river and reconnaissance, how about a big deal! Only a few Chinese people blocked nearly a hundred of them by the river and couldn't move forward.

When he thought of this, the Japanese Army Captain was even more melancholy. If anyone spread the process of today's battle in the future, he would not have to say that he would be transferred from the corps headquarters to the infantry squadron as the actual position of the captain, and he would not be kicked into the baggage team. It would be the result of the corps captain's fondness for his butt.

"Baga! Send another group of people to see what those idiots are doing, and tell them that if they don't capture the Chinese, Aso and Ono, the two Caoshu were removed from their posts on the spot." The somber Japanese Army Captain issued the most wrong military order in his life.

The search team under his command not only had no intention of leaving, but also sent five more people to cross the river from where the Japanese army had crossed the river.

There were no 31 Japanese soldiers and a dog, let alone just 5 people.
To be continued...