Any movement of the enemy is under the supervision of Han Feng

His night vision and clairvoyance make him superior and independent in the wind!

Hmph, devil, you are rampant, stay for a while, and let you know how powerful Lao Tzu is!

Han Feng secretly clenched his fists.

Rest for a while.

At this moment, he noticed the headquarters of the commander of the Aoki Brigade.

The Japanese puppet army was completely crushed, and then crushed over like a surging river, and this village, which had been fiercely fighting, actually became a lonely and helpless island in the turbid current of the Japanese puppet army.

The battle was burning, the corpses were everywhere, and a small number of devils came to investigate and search for the wounded, survivors, and the rest of the large troops, bypassing both sides of the village, went directly to the front line to pursue and kill the Eighth Route Army.

Like a collapsed snowfield, the Japanese army rolled forward, and the headquarters also moved.

Now, this village, in the middle and rear parts of the enemy team.

It's safe here, because the Japanese army has passed through here.

More than 100 Japanese guards carried a large number of supplies, documents, horses, trucks, guns, radio stations for communication, maps for command, and so on.

The commander of the Aoki Brigade is a standard ugly Oriental officer, with a short figure, a beard, a wooden and serious expression, and only a fierce flash of his eyes, indicating that he is not a puppet.

This expression made him extremely authoritative in the minds of officers and soldiers.

That's the charm of not being angry.

The successive defeats and the loss of troops made him angry and ashamed, his face was gloomy, his words were less, and the light in his eyes was more fierce.

The officers around him can observe his words and feelings, so as not to anger his bad head and suffer themselves.

Han Feng could see Aoki and the officers talking, commanded the guard troops, and stationed the command post just outside the village.

The location of this command post made Han Feng a little surprised.

How is it stationed here?

It turned out that he personally commanded the troops to count the surrounding battlefields and collect the remains of Japanese soldiers.

More than a hundred Japanese soldiers, plus a handful of annexes to the peninsula and the treasure island, began to work.

To the west, there is the dull sound of shelling, the whistling of airplanes, the sound of various machine guns and machine guns, lively, terrifying, complicated, tangled, making people excited and trembling.

Against the backdrop of chaos, the Japanese soldiers here were constantly shining flashlights, searching, and once they found the bodies, they were shining on their faces, looking for documents in the pockets of their uniforms.

On the outside of the uniforms of the Japanese army, there are the marks of each unit, and on the inside, there are their own personal belongings, and there are also unified ones, which are convenient for statistics and finding identities after the war death.

One after another, enemy troops passed by.

The car is like a forest and a horse.

It's spectacular.

The Japanese army is really still an elite unit, and it is cold to see that his eyes are hot for a while, and he sighs again.

The hot thing is when the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army of the expeditionary detachment can have the enemy's level of training and sophisticated equipment.

The enemy cavalry, artillery, engineers, baggage troops, etc., are fully equipped here, and the artillery units are especially amazing.

Except for the heavy artillery in the rear, the rest of the medium artillery fire, under the traction of trucks and horses, quickly moved westward.

This time, the Japanese army was determined to completely annihilate the Eighth Route Army that was against them.

Han Feng didn't move.

Continue to rest.

The people of the whole village were resting.

In order to avoid the enemy, he had to disguise himself as the corpse of the enemy, but later, the enemy retreated, Han Feng and others continued to dig tunnels, renovate the remnants of the wall, and finally found a place to settle.

Disturbingly, some of the wounded, especially the seriously wounded, began to speak out in unbearable pain.

There is no anesthetic, there is no medicine, just simply bandaging the wound, even hot water compress is impossible, and the pain caused by the constant bleeding and paralysis disappears, I will instinctively not help it.

This is the most dangerous thing.

This is also the most helpless thing.

The fighting in the village was almost extinguished, and some areas were hot and inaccessible, so the Japanese troops were sensibly stationed more than 100 meters outside the village.

There were abandoned tanks and armored vehicles of the Japanese army.

One tank and two armored vehicles were blown up by artillery fire by the cavalry commanded by Han Feng.

Mortars hit medium tanks, pressing is impossible.

Unable to pierce armor.

There is not enough shock wave and kinetic energy.

However, the Japanese tank was really inferior, the shell exploded, igniting the devil armored car next to it, just blocking the way of the tank and igniting the tank!

The driver escaped, the combat soldier escaped, and the tank was abandoned.

Later, the tank was incinerated at a high temperature, which caused the martyrdom of the medicine and completely destroyed the tank.

The armored car was also badly burned, and it looked swaying and hideous.

The old devil of Aoki, who should have wanted to come to the village, the core of the original battlefield, came to inspect it, and under the light of the flashlight, he noticed the corpses of tanks and armored vehicles, and screamed sadly.

More than 100 devils acted separately to find and dispose of the corpses, as well as dozens of staff officers, communications personnel, etc., who were busy and set up tents.

Originally, Han Feng was worried that the enemy would find out about the hidden soldiers and civilians here, and heard the wounded, especially the seriously wounded, humming involuntarily, but later, he was overjoyed.

The enemy Rao command post is right in front of him, this is stretching out his white face and waiting to be slapped.

He almost burst out laughing.

Since joining the Tornado Special Forces, I have never been so lucky for so many years and countless bloody storms.

The enemy's flashlight kept shaking, which changed the situation a lot.

Outside, there was a bright place, flickering like fireflies, swaying like wolf eyes, all ghostly light, so the village where the flames of war had been extinguished turned gloomy and became a dark tomb.

As clear as day!

The right time, place and people are all under control!

Han Feng acted immediately.

Keep moving, tell the hidden people, be patient, don't make a sound, if you really can't stand it, you can use your fingers to press a few acupuncture points to relieve the pain, this is the first aid knowledge as a special soldier.

Also, bite into some of your clothes and bear with it!

He quickly alerted the place where the most seriously injured were located.

There is night vision and perspective ability, of course, it is clear and extremely efficient.

To the east, the enemy's command headquarters had entered the state, and the ticking of various telegraph keys was incessant, and many telephones began to be connected.

Around the headquarters, a number of sentry posts were also arranged.

Han Feng came to the gap in the walled wall at the edge of the ruins of the village and waited outside.

Wait for a fighter.

The Japanese army was very busy.

The large army has already passed, and some puppet army troops, passing in the distance, at least five hundred meters.

The front advanced further to the west.

The sound of gunfire had reached as far west as twenty or thirty miles.

The Japanese army has collected the corpses of the Japanese puppet soldiers in the east, in the area around the command post.

Identify, register, pile up, and wait for the final gasoline to be incinerate.

After the Japanese battle, the corpses had to be burned and the ashes taken away.

It's not about being poor, it's a way to ensure morale.

The old Aoki devil was still outside in a daze at the remains of tanks and armored vehicles just now, and now he has entered the tent.