If it were to be replaced by other commanders, even if they could skillfully use tactics on the battlefield to defeat the Japanese army, which regarded themselves very highly, I am afraid that they would have to admit it when faced with this situation.

Because this combat situation is completely alien to them.

In addition to bombarding with aircraft and artillery or crushing with tanks, I am afraid that the only way to pile up is to use human lives.

However, Liu Cheng does not use it.

Except in extremely special circumstances, the life of each soldier is guaranteed as much as possible.

This is the basic responsibility of a commander.

The twenty fighters of the Special Operations Company quickly dispersed, making their way through the dense grass without making a sound.

Years of training have given them such abilities, and Kasahara Kawaki deserves to be unlucky when he encounters these warriors.

A Japanese soldier stared cautiously at the grass in front of him with a submachine gun, his fingers on the trigger were already a little stiff, but as long as he noticed the slightest disturbance, he would still pull the trigger at the first time.

I have to say that the discovery of the hideout caused a lot of psychological pressure on these Japanese soldiers.

After all, here, they are just a veritable remnant army, and once discovered, the consequences are unimaginable.

If the other party didn't want to risk coming in and searching, they only needed a dozen incendiary bombs thrown in, and they could completely burn them all to death, or force them to show up, and then be smashed into a sieve by a dense number of bullets.

No matter how bad it is, you can just fly a few shells over and turn this place into a scorched earth, and by the way, bury it with the corpses, and become the fertilizer for these scorched grasses next year.

If nothing else, the grass here will grow very luxuriant next year.

The Japanese soldiers, whose morale was no longer there, had no intention of fighting at all, and they were only thinking about how to get out of this ghost place alive.

I have been in China for so long, and I have fought against those anti-Japanese teams to varying degrees, but the past records have all ended in their victories.

Especially for the Kasawara Task Force, all the enemies they encountered before could be destroyed by them in a short period of time, even if they were several times more numerous, and they would become vulnerable in the face of their absolute firepower superiority and strong combat effectiveness.

"Whew! Burst! ”

A throwing knife appeared out of nowhere, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of a Japanese soldier.

Before the Japanese soldier could react, the throwing knife stabbed into the center of his eyebrows with a huge force, and the hilt of the knife was missing.

Another Japanese soldier, who was back to back, only felt that his companion suddenly leaned towards his side, and just as he was about to turn around to check the situation, there was an extra dagger grip on the back of his head.

The tip of the knife went through his mouth, knocking his tongue out of his mouth.

After the two Japanese soldiers fell to the ground one after another, a figure slowly passed through the dense grass and appeared next to the corpses, reaching out to remove the Thomson submachine guns hanging from the two corpses around their necks.

With such a flying knife stunt, at the moment, except for Song Wen himself, there is no second person in the entire independent battalion who can do it.

Liu Cheng then appeared beside Song Wen, took a Thomson submachine gun from his hand, gave him a thumbs up, and disappeared into the grass again.

At this time, Kasahara Kawakiichi was already panicking, and he sent more than a dozen Japanese soldiers to search and guard the surroundings, trying to find a safe way to retreat as soon as possible.

In his heart, Liu Chengcheng is a madman.

If it were a normal person, who would be able to choose the fighting style of fighting with bayonets to fight that battle at any cost?

If the battle has reached the final stage, and the number of people on both sides is not too large, white-knuckle combat is naturally the best choice.

But at that time, the reinforcements and Xinghe defenders brought by the Banyuan Wing and Liu Cheng totaled more than 10,000 people, and Liu Cheng directly chose the most tragic white-knuckle battle, which was obviously a desperate gamble.

If it was the Sakamoto team that won that battle, then all the results would have been changed, and now maybe the three prefectures and three flags had become Japanese territory.

But in this case, Liu Cheng still didn't have any hesitation, except for a madman, who could make such a decision?

And then there's the moment.

Liu Cheng had already discovered his hiding place, and he only needed to mobilize two mortars to basically annihilate all the dozens of people such as Kasahara Kawakiichi, but he still chose this most dangerous and casualty combat method.

In terms of momentum, it is true that Liu Cheng has the upper hand, but the final victory does not necessarily belong to him.

Kasahara Kawakiichi knows the truth very well, but he can't give birth to any confidence in his heart.

Even, after the body of a Japanese soldier was found, his first thought was not to fight, but to flee.

"Kasahara Shaosa, long time no see."

A voice with a murderous intent suddenly came into his ears, and Kasahara Kawaki couldn't help but shudder.

"Who! Come out! Dadada......"

In a panic, Kasahara Kawaki suddenly consciously pulled the trigger in the direction where the sound came from, but then it was the screams of his soldiers.

"Yaga! Bastard! Damn the Chinese people! ”

"Plop!"

As soon as Kasahara Kawakiichi cursed, a Japanese soldier standing behind him fell to the ground, a dagger nailed to the back of his head behind his hat, and blood gushed out from the blood groove of the blade.

"Kasahara Shaosa, it seems that you are not very friendly!"

As the sound reached Kasahara Kawakiichi's ears again, a grenade fell from above his head and landed at Kasahara Kawakiichi's feet.

The Japanese soldiers, who had been frightened, immediately scattered and fled, and none of them dared to pick up the grenade and throw it into the distance.

The little devil's ten-year grenade has a long enough explosion delay, and in the past battlefield, many times this kind of grenade captured from Japanese soldiers would be quickly picked up and thrown out by the Japanese soldiers who found it after being thrown into the Japanese position.

But in the battle with Liu Cheng and his independent battalion, this never happened.

Most of the members of the Kasawara task force had seen or heard of the fighting style of the independent battalion, so no one could have imagined that the grenade did not explode the first time it hit the ground.

And the price of fleeing in panic is life.

In fact, Liu Cheng just pulled out the safety pin, and didn't light the fuse at all, he just wanted to scare those Japanese soldiers and make them panic.

Five or six Japanese soldiers ran into the soldiers of the special operations company waiting there as soon as they scurried into the dense grass, and the cold blades unceremoniously harvested their lives.

Without fighting spirit and morale, it is difficult for a team of many people to win, this is an eternal law.

From the moment Liu Cheng appeared with those soldiers, Kasahara Kawakiichi and his soldiers were already doomed.

And on the battlefield, defeat is equal to death......