Following the obvious trail, Kimura led his team through jungle after jungle, and although they did not find the Chinese scouts, they did find the cave where they had once hidden.

This time it had exceeded Kimura's expectations, after all, in such a short period of time, he finally found the traces of the Chinese army scouts.

There were still fireworks in the cave that had not been extinguished, and he saw that there were still several unopened cans and a few cigarettes next to the pile of soot that still had residual heat.

For this captain, who has been in China for nearly seven years, he still knows this more or less. It seems that at least one Chinese army scout was killed by the imperial army. The cans and a few cigarettes were placed here as an offering to the victims.

Soon Kimura led the soldiers to evacuate the cave, and various situation analysis of the Chinese army scouts should have just left, or even nearby. At this time, Kimura would never let go of such a good opportunity.

The devil who walked in front fell into Bayanbu's trap. A devil stepped on the trap and his foot was pierced by a bamboo stick in the trap.

Then a devil stepped on a rope noose and was immediately hoisted, but immediately fell down again, broke his neck on the spot, and died with a whimper.

Before they could react, a devil who tried to bypass the hunting path and go up the mountain was swept by a bamboo pole that swept over, and the terrible thing was that there was also a row of sharp bamboo sticks more than a foot long on the bamboo pole, and the devil was directly nailed to the bamboo.

This hillside is not high, the road is not long, but it is full of dangers, there are many mechanisms, there are constantly devils in the move, and when they finally attack the depression in the middle of the hillside, there are actually six casualties along the way, these traps are very cleverly arranged and hidden, and the other is very vicious, even if each of them stares wide-eyed, it is inevitable to be hit, and the angry Kimura wa-wow-wow-la-la-la

As long as they heard movement along the way, they shot wildly, and even used grenadiers, except for killing some birds and beasts, not a single Chinese scout did not touch them, and when they fell down, they found the corpse of the devil who was hastily hidden under the dead branches and leaves.

In the middle of a dense forest, under large rocks. Ma Chenglong and none of them spoke, still immersed in the grief of the sacrifice of the beard.

It all came so suddenly, but when you think about it, it's true. There must be sacrifices in war, the past is in the past, live in the present, tomorrow is too uncertain. Ma Chenglong looked at the members of the task force, as the commander, he was the first to start saying to everyone: "The Japanese have discovered our whereabouts, which is very unfavorable for our next reconnaissance, what do you think, let's talk about it!" ”

After finishing speaking, Ma Chenglong looked at Han Shigui.

"Let me tell you, our top priority now is to get rid of the devil's sniper. Otherwise, you say that we are engaged in reconnaissance on the one hand, and on the other hand, we have to guard against the devils from shooting cold shots. Otherwise, the difficulty is too great, too great! Han Shigui said.

"Zhu Yingying, what do you have to say?"

"Commander, we don't have a radio station now, and even if we have reconnaissance results, it will be difficult to report to the headquarters as soon as possible. I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I didn't protect the radio station. ”

"Now is not the time to blame yourself, and I don't blame you anymore." Ma Chenglong looked at Zhu Yingying and said.

"Tom, what do you think?"

"Ma, now is our most difficult time, our main purpose this reconnaissance is to reconnoiter the enemy's pillbox, but we don't even have a way to get in now!"

Wang Xihua, who was sitting on the ground, stood up.

"Commander, I have a solution!"

"Say!"

"It's still the same old way......"

......

The night once again shrouded the dense jungle, and finally heard Ma Chenglong order to stop advancing and rest on the spot. The group camped under a large fissure on the back of the ridge.

Ma Chengcheng looked at the players with different personalities and sharp edges, which was the only thing he was thankful about at present. Although these team members are keen on infighting, full of disregard for life, and do not look like normal soldiers, Ma Chenglong can fully see that once the real battle comes, everyone among them seems to have changed.

While the team members nibbled on their rations, Ma Chenglong circled outside the camp. At this moment, he didn't know that the soldiers led by Kimura were slowly approaching......

In a crevice in the rock a hundred meters away from the campsite, Kimura bumped into an old jackal. The beast's hair had almost fallen off, it was scrawny, its tail hung bare behind it, but the moment it spotted Kimura, it still roared under its breath, and assumed a posture ready to attack. Kimura stood still, looking at it with his peripheral eyes, not looking at it, and after a stalemate for a while, the old jackal limped back and disappeared into the night.

The old jackal's low roar woke Ma Chenglong and them at the same time, and soon they also found Kimura and his patrol. With the help of night, Ma Chenglong and they quietly left the big crack on the back of the ridge.

......

Coming to the large crack on the back of the ridge, Kimura found that a fire had been started in a small pile, and although water had been poured on it, it had not been completely extinguished. It shows that people have not gone far......

"Sir, it's too late, maybe the Chinese scouts have entered the dense forest on the opposite side, let's take a rest!"

It's false to say that you're not tired and sleepy, but in fact, Kimura also wants to rest, and tracking each other is to consider the physical fitness of both parties.

Kimura, who was thinking about it, saw a soldier walk in and said, "Sir, I was lucky to have meat to eat today." ”

As he spoke, the soldier held up the two small beasts he was carrying, and the bayonet on his belt was still bloody.

By the faint light of the fire, Kimura still recognized that it was the jackal's cub, and his rock-like face was slightly moved, and Moriran said, "I told you, don't act on your own. ”

After saying that, he swallowed his saliva......