777 collapses at the touch of a button
I have to say that Kurokawa's luck is too good, the left path he chose is exactly the direction in which Han Feng led the Far East Regiment to ambush.
When the scout brought the news back, the monks admired the five-body throw, and they really took this road!
Xu Zilin was surprised and said: "Old Han, there are four or five paths into the forest, how do you know that the enemy will take the road on the far left?" ”
Han Feng coughed lightly twice and said, "You want to know?" ”
"Third brother, don't beat around the bush." The monk urged.
Han Feng nodded, and said with an unfathomable expression: "The lie is, I am the reincarnation of Zhuge , the truth is, damn it, the ghost knows which way the little devil will go, I just chose a random path to ambush, it really doesn't work, if we find out the other paths chosen by the enemy, let's outflank the past." ”
Everyone: "......"
The scene shifts to Kurokawa and Wang Hu.
The forest seemed to have no end, and the more you walked, the more dead and silent it became, and even the squirrels could no longer be seen.
The original green turned white, and Kurokawa was a self-righteous man, telling the soldiers to watch around for any footprints.
Wang Hu couldn't help but not disdain, just after the heavy snowfall, there were traces, and the sky was covered with heavy snow.
As the team continued to move forward, the originally dense dead wood seemed to become a little thinner, and soon a relatively spacious snow path appeared in front of Kurokawa and Wang Hu.
Emptiness and dead silence have become the only melody of this snow forest, and there are vanguard soldiers in front of the team to reconnoiter and open the way, not to mention ordinary soldiers, even Kurokawa is a little bored.
No matter how you look at it, this place doesn't look like a human being.
Walking in the wilderness with a rifle in winter is a life-threatening thing, and the lightweight pistol Kurokawa holds in his hand feels like a lump of ice, not to mention the soldiers, who simply retract their hands into their sleeves and hold their rifles indiscriminately.
They tried to carry the rifle on their backs, but there was no way, and the cautious Kurokawa ordered that the rifle must be held, even though he himself kept putting his left and right hands in his pockets and holding the gun in his hands.
After the team had returned 100 paces, the snow on both sides became thicker.
The military dog pulled by the puppet army suddenly barked wildly.
It was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and it was like a thunderbolt, and the unequipped Japanese pseudo-soldiers were almost scared half to death.
"Hit ......"
The roar of anger spread through the snow forest in an instant.
Immediately after that, in the sight of Wang Hu and Hei Chuan, the left and right forests, which were originally thought to be uninhabited, suddenly burst out with countless snowmen at a glance.
Yes, these guys are covered in snow-white, except for their faces are black, even their rifles are wrapped in white cloth, and they are almost integrated with the surrounding environment, if it weren't for the roar and the gunshots that followed, the Japanese puppets would have really come out of this snowy forest.
There was a burst of gunfire.
Jiang Long was holding a crooked handle with the assistance of two ammunition hands, the funnel magazine did not stop, and the barrel of the gun heated up in an extreme time.
Just a face, Wang Hu's reinforced battalion fell.
He never dreamed that in this icy old forest, there really was such an enemy, and it had been ambushed here for a long time, and the firepower was even more fierce than they imagined, just judging from the short time of battle, the enemy's number was far superior to his reinforced battalion.
At the beginning of the battle, it was directly one-sided.
It can even be said that it is about to collapse at the touch of a button, and the enemy is like a snowman ghost, with fierce firepower and large numbers, and the soldiers are even more afraid.
Wang Hu had already expected the drawbacks of his own strengthened camp - chaos and rabble, which were immediately revealed.
Even the slightest counterattack could not be built, and the whole battalion went crazy and fled along the same path towards the woods.
"Fight back, fight back for me!"
Kurokawa roared angrily, and under the fire of the Far East Regiment, he even killed several of his own soldiers who fled.
It's a pity that the army was defeated like a mountain, and under the general trend, Kurokawa was also helpless.
Wang Hu was much wiser than Kurokawa, mixed in the middle of the team, and was dragged back and back.
When passing by Hei Chuan's side, Wang Hu grabbed Hei Chuan and said: "Hei Chuan-kun, the situation is not good, the enemy is far stronger than we imagined, hurry up!" ”
"Baga, don't retreat, give me a counterattack, counterattack." Hei Chuan grabbed Wang Hu by the collar, and the pistol was on his head on the spot, "I haven't figured out the details of the enemy yet, let your people stop the counterattack immediately, otherwise I will kill you immediately!" ”
Wang Hu was frightened for a while, for fear that the old devil would shoot without saying anything, so he hurriedly responded: "Heichuan-kun Heichuan-kun, if you have something to say, I will give an order and order ...... against you."
Poof-
The stray bullet flew through Kurokawa's head, and the flying red blood splashed Wang Hu's face, and the hand holding Wang Hu's collar slowly let go, and Kurokawa fell down in unwillingness.
Wang Hu's voice stopped abruptly with Kurokawa's death, and he actually spat fiercely at Kurokawa, "Now you know who is the idiot."
"Retreat, retreat!" Wang Hu shouted, the entire reinforced battalion lost its armor for a while, and many soldiers disliked the cold and cumbersome rifle that was only seven or eight pounds, so they simply threw it into the snow, and ran wildly to escape, which was completely different from the listlessness when they came.
So this ambush battle became dramatic, the battle just began, and it ended with the collapse of Wang Hu's reinforced battalion, and throughout the battle, many puppet soldiers didn't even have time to pull the bolt of their guns, and they were already jumping up in fear.
Just like Wang Hu thinks, there is no doubt about the rabble.
The rabble, vulnerable.
At the end of a battle, the Far Eastern Regiment won with an exaggerated zero casualties and a few wounded.
Looking at the puppet army team that was running farther and farther away from the distant horizon all the way, Xu Zilin couldn't help but laugh and said: "Old Han, it's actually such a team that came this time. ”
Han Feng smiled: "So, I misjudged before, the devil's bait is really stingy." ”
"Commander, do you want to catch up?" Sun Desheng asked.
Han Feng shook his head and said, "Poor Kou Mo chase, what's more, I'm still counting on these people to help us pass on the news!" ”
The monk said: "Third brother, the combat effectiveness of these two devils is too poor, and even the puppet army on Yue Nan's side can't compare." ”
Han Feng said: "The Manchurian army is uneven, and its combat effectiveness is different, which is one of the symbols of the Manchurian army, but you can't be careless, some regular puppet armies, whether it is equipment or combat effectiveness, will not be worse than the second-rate Japanese army."
Not to mention the Kwantung Army, known as the flower of the Imperial Army, that is a unit that represents the first-class combat effectiveness of the Japanese army, and we have not fought with such a team so far! ”
Seeing that everyone's expressions were a little stunned, Han Feng smiled and said, "What's the matter, it's scared of you?" ”
Sun Desheng said: "We are not frightened, what about the Kwantung Army, it is still two shoulders and one head, who is afraid of whom?" ”
"That's it, third brother, no matter how powerful the Kwantung Army is, can there still be that Yamamoto secret team?"
Han Feng said: "Everyone is right, although the Kwantung Army is powerful, there is nothing to be afraid of, do you know that the Kwantung Army, which we think is powerful, can only be regarded as a few first-rate armies in the world?" Let me tell you, at most it is a second-rate army, and compared to those super-first-class and first-class combat units, the Kwantung Army is still not bullshit.
The old regiment commander once said, what kind of bullshit elite, Lao Tzu fights the elite, I think if the Kwantung Army meets the old regiment commander, the old regiment commander is still unambiguous. ”
When the monk heard this, he felt that his knowledge had increased, and he couldn't help but say, "Third brother, how good is the combat effectiveness of our Eighth Route Army?" ”
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "If it is to defend the country, even if the enemy with super-first-class combat effectiveness comes, we will still let them have no return." ”
The soldiers were shocked when they heard this, and a spontaneous belief in victory spread throughout their bodies.