Teng waved his hand and ordered the Japanese to stop shooting, frowning. He frowned. Now he was really difficult. His superior force could not be deployed in the jungle full of shrubs and trees. Although the gunfire on the opposite side was not very dense, it was very accurate. Besides, the number of enemies should be around fifty. If he rashly ordered the soldiers to launch a group charge and were attacked by the enemy in half, he would suffer heavy losses. If the troops were divided from the upper and lower reaches, not to mention that the soldiers who had chased after most of the day were extremely tired, it would be very difficult to walk through the jungle in the dark night.

The dark twilight that followed, and the blue smoke-like night fog surged from all sides, and the hazy shadow enveloped the quiet jungle on the surface. Saito finally made up his mind to camp on the spot, and evacuate tomorrow, and deal with the enemy in the jungle. Two or three times the force is far from enough, and there must be local people as guides.

The tired Japanese soldiers began to cheer up and clean the ground and set up campsites. To be honest, they were very depressed when they saw that the most suitable river beach for camping could not be used. Not to mention taking a bath, they had to control their drinking water. The water in the kettle had to persist until tomorrow!

Saito called a small officer and gave a detailed advice. The Japanese officer nodded, took his subordinates with the water-filled utensils, avoided the open river beach, and slowly dived into the stream from the bushes.

"I thought the devils would come over at any cost!" Wu Ming said to himself: "Isn't there a Bushido? Why don't you use it today?"

Chen Zhiqiang, who was an observer for him, was born in Yunnan. He was said to be a hunter before joining the security team. He scratched his head and replied softly: "The Japanese were probably afraid of death. They rushed over from the open land and waded through the stream again. Many people would die. And it's dark now, so they don't want to take risks."

"If there is water, the Japanese must think of other ways." Wu Ming sneered. "Pass my orders and let the upstream and downstream troops pay attention to the movements by the stream."

Night falls. The moonlight shines on the clear stream, and the gurgling sound of water is accompanied by the reflected light, and the scenery looks very deep and quiet.

"Dadadada..." The sound of shooting broke the tranquility. A tongue of flames spurted out from the muzzle of the machine gun. Several Japanese soldiers jumped out of the bushes opposite, danced in the rain of bullets, and then fell down straight. The water-filled instrument in his hands was thrown all over the floor.

The machine gunner of the Rangers smirked and poured two bullets into the bushes on the other side. He just changed his position without any satisfaction. Hehe, the Japanese want to steal water, now you know the harm of being a thief!

Hearing the gunshot, Saito's heart sank in front of the fire, and he forced himself to sit calmly. The Japanese around him saw that the commander was calm and calm, and he also felt relieved and continued his work.

"Your Excellency." After a long time, a Japanese officer came over dejectedly and said softly: "The water intake unit was fired by enemy machine guns on the other side. Five were killed and three injured. Only five kettles of ground water were retrieved. Is it..."

"No need." Saito's face flickered under the light of the fire. He waved his hand gently, "It is too expensive to exchange the lives of precious imperial soldiers for this little water. I have told the soldiers to save drinking water and not drink in large quantities."

"Hai." The Japanese officer stood attentively and answered, handed the three kettles of the orderly soldier to Saito and left silently.

It was hasty and impulsive. Saito took the kettle and drank it hard. The cold and refreshing water slowly calmed down his upset mood. This was a conspiracy. It was definitely a conspiracy to lead the pursuers all the way here. They guarded the water source, and if they could not withdraw as soon as possible tomorrow, a squadron soldier would collapse.

Thinking of this, Saito waved to a messenger and issued an order to strengthen his guard and send the sentinels as far as possible and more, so as to beware of the enemy's sneak attacks at night.

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At three o'clock in the morning, Wu Ming was woken up by the telegrapher. Looking at the telegram in his hand, he showed a smile. The detour troops were already in place and were about to prepare for the general attack. He waved to several small leaders of the Rangers and arranged them carefully.

Two mortars were set up, which was left to the Rangers when Dai Anlan led his troops to retreat, but there were few shells, only nine. One of the best climbing skills team climbed up to the highest tree canopy and held a telescope to look at the enemy opposite.

The teams scattered upstream and downstream began to gather here, with three machine guns and four submachine guns forming an assault firepower group to chase the retreating Japanese.

Everything is ready, the jungle is extremely quiet, hiding the coming murderous intent.

At four o'clock, after a night of rest, the Japanese soldiers looked listless, sleepy and tired. The sweaty and dirty military uniform left white salt frost after drying. After a brief breakfast, Saito ordered a small team of soldiers to serve as a guard to monitor the enemy opposite. The other soldiers began to gather. His original intention was to say a few passionate words to boost morale and then start retreating, but unexpectedly this was a stupid mistake.

Hearing the observer on the big tree call in surprise, Wu Ming waved his hand suddenly, "Three rapid shots start."

"Tun!Tun!" The mortar made a dull sound, and the shells passed through the stream and plunged into the depths of the jungle. The explosions rumbling one after another.

The Japanese devils were stunned by just six shells, and the chaos caused was unimaginable, because they could not have thought that the Rangers would have artillery, and they would not have launched an attack on them at this time. In the clearings in the forest that were opened yesterday, the gathering devils were blown away and blood were howling.

Saito struggled to push away the orderly soldier who had turned into a corpse, his ears were still buzzing. At the critical moment, the dedicated soldier protected him with his life.

The artillery fire stopped, and the explosion turned into the screams and groans of the wounded soldiers. In fact, these six shells caused at most more than 20 casualties, but the psychological blow to the Japanese soldiers was the biggest. A man's resistance to Japan was shameless and the spirit of the world was Zi Nisheng. Chapter 36 The artillery fire attacked
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