When they were still 20 miles away from Ledo, Zhao Zhi and the others could already hear the explosion, and the old cannon was sure that it was the explosion of Japanese grenadiers and mortars. The machete also came back, "Sir, there are retreating British troops on the road ahead, saying that they have been attacked by a large group of Japanese troops, and they are retreating towards Ledo"

"The bullshit brigade of Japanese troops, that's just a small group of Japanese troops. These guys can't fight, but they're very active in retreating," Xiucai said disdainfully, ignoring the ugly faces of Edward and Wallace, who were still standing beside him. "Speed up, go up and see the situation" Zhao Zhi commanded everyone to chase along the avenue.

As soon as they made a roundabout, the situation on the road ahead brought everyone to a halt, and the slopes and mountain roads on both sides of the road were full of British soldiers running downward, and it seemed that they had been driven down the mountain by the Japanese army. The British soldiers, who were running in disarray, discarded almost everything on their bodies, guns, grenades, magazines, and even some took off their military uniforms.

The doglegs clutched their guns tightly, a sight reminiscent of the retreat of the expeditionary force from Myitkyina, when they had fled in the same way, abandoning everything and plunging headlong into the jungle.

"Huang Mao and Wallace take your people, stop these guys, defend on the spot, or wait for the Japanese army to really come, none of us will be able to enter Ledo" Zhao Zhi looked at the chaotic road, all the British soldiers were just trying to escape, maybe just one Japanese soldier could drive them all the way back to Ledo.

"Goats and machetes take your men up the hill to see, Uncle Guo, you take the riflemen to the high point next to it, and the old cannon also goes, bring your grenadiers" Zhao Zhi himself took the dog and Xiucai and followed Edward and stood in the middle of the road.

"Stop, stop" Dozens of heavily armed foreign soldiers stood in front of Zhao Zhi and them, speaking English to intercept the fleeing British soldiers. "These dogs are more obedient than the national army," Xiucai looked at the British soldiers who had stopped the rout. If this is a rout of the national army, if someone intercepts it in the middle of the road, it will definitely be shot black.

"Which of you is the commander? Come out" After staying with Zhao Zhi and them for a long time, Edward's speech became much more crisp and sharp. A lieutenant colonel wearing a British steel helmet with a bloodied face stood up, and before he could open his mouth to speak, the sharp sound of mortar shells suddenly sounded in mid-air. Xiucai pulled down Zhao Zhi as soon as he could, and covered Zhao Zhi with his body with the dog, "hidden, hidden" Edward shouted twice when he saw this, and also jumped into the shallow ditch on the side of the road with his head in his hands.

The British troops who had not yet reacted on the "boom" and "boom" road were bombed badly, and it is estimated that the Japanese gunners were stealing fun, and the British troops on the road were too concentrated, and one shell could kill a piece. Taking advantage of the cover of smoke, Xiucai covered his injured shoulder and dragged Zhao Zhi down the roadbed with the dog. The sound of machine guns rang out on the hillside, and the British soldiers fleeing in the smoke were hit by bullets and fell to the ground, and the entire avenue was filled with blood mist.

"Get out of the way, what are you doing in my way?" Zhao Zhi put aside Xiucai and the dog, threw a first-aid kit to the dog, and snatched his sniper rifle. "Wrap up Xiucai, get my Lao Tzu covered in blood" Zhao Zhi motioned to the dog to bandage Xiucai's wounds, holding a sniper rifle himself, slowly moving the sniper scope, looking for the Japanese machine gunner. "One, two, there are 4 machine guns on the dog day" Zhao Zhi used a sniper scope to find a total of 4 machine guns on the hillside.

Pulling over an American soldier with a walkie-talkie on his back, Zhao Zhi called Uncle Guo on the high point, "Uncle Guo, there are 4 machine guns on the hillside, let your people suppress the machine guns, isn't the old cannon with you, it's time for him to work" The old cannon pouted dissatisfied, "Damn, the little white face is like the rich man Zhao in our tunzi" Although the old cannon's words were obviously dissatisfied with Zhao Zhi, his hand did not stop. The grenade that had been ejected from the grenadier had hit the hillside, and the first two shots were missed, only to explode two clouds of smoke.

"Old artillery, if you can't hit it accurately, don't say that you have been an artillery soldier in the future" Zhao Zhi scolded the old cannon in the walkie-talkie. "Damn" the old cannon shook off the steel helmet that was in the way on his head, changed places with the grenadier canister, and quickly fired two grenades, and this time he finally hit. The machine guns of the two Japanese soldiers were mixed with the smoke and turned into parts, "Let's go, let's go, the little devil is going to shoot" The old cannon took the grenadier in a panic, dragged one of his subordinates with a grenade on his back, and ran to the bottom of the high point.

"Boom" "Boom" Old Artillery As soon as they left there, the Japanese mortar shells fell to the ground and exploded, and the old artillery pulled his men and plunged into the grass beside the road. "Phew, phew" The old cannon spat out the slag in his mouth in embarrassment, and snatched a steel helmet from the head of an American soldier next to him and buckled it off his head. "Bombard that hillside for Lao Tzu, let's change places after two shots, until the grenades in the backpack are gone," Lao Cannon grabbed his subordinates and said viciously. Since everyone followed Zhao Zhi, they haven't been so embarrassed for a long time, and they were actually ambushed by the Japanese army. The fire of the old cannon was beaten out, and there were more than 30 grenades in the backpack, which was enough to bombard the entire hillside.

Just as the old artillery was about to change to the fourth place to continue bombarding the hillside, the voice of goats came from the walkie-talkie, and they had already sneaked behind the Japanese troops and asked the old artillery to stop the bombardment. Zhao Zhi had to be grateful to the Allied Command who provided the walkie-talkie, if the goats couldn't contact the old cannon, the grenades fired by the old cannonballs would send the goats to the grave.

Zhao Zhi used a sniper rifle against his military uniform jacket and waved it vigorously, asking the gunmen of Uncle Shangguo to stop shooting, so as not to accidentally injure the goats. Zhao Zhifang's counterattack stopped, leaving the Japanese troops who ambushed them confused, so they had to shoot at the roadbed as usual, in a vain attempt to suppress Zhao Zhi and them.

The goat and a dozen of his men had already circled behind the Japanese and quietly pressed up. The Japanese army did not dig trenches or bunkers, but only took advantage of the difference between the hillside and the roadbed to attack Zhao Zhi and them directly on the hillside. "Grenades, grenades," the goat shouted and threw out the grenades he had prepared, and a dozen or so grenades were thrown at the Japanese soldiers, who were concentrating on shooting, and they would look up at the sky. "Boom" "Boom" ,,,, grenades exploded into pieces, and just when the Japanese soldiers were dizzy from the bombing, the goat and a dozen of his men had already rushed into the Japanese army pile with smoke in the air.

Goats and more than a dozen of them are holding submachine guns, the super-fast rate of fire of the submachine gun is originally a hand-to-hand killing weapon, in addition to the goats they took advantage of the explosion to raid the Japanese army, so the Japanese army in a panic in the explosion was caught off guard by the goats. The goat's men had already killed the red eyes, and the submachine guns emptied the magazines and did not change the magazines at all, but slashed and slashed with the allotted sapper shovels, like a herd of wild beasts.

"Go up, go up, go up" Zhao Zhi shook off the dog, took the lead and rushed up the hill with a pistol, and Zhao Zhi was afraid that he would not be able to carry the dozen people who relied on the goats. Viewed from mid-air, the warbands on the hillside are in circles. The innermost circle was the goats and Japanese soldiers mixed together, the outer circle was Zhao Zhi and dozens of dog-legged people, and the outer circle was a large group of foreign soldiers and elites rushing up the hillside.

The tactics of the crowd are also the time to see, and at a time like now, Zhao Zhi, who has the advantage in numbers, is obviously taking advantage. The tall and sturdy foreign GIs picked up their sapper shovels, which were like a group of humanoid tanks, and they rushed into the battle group and overwhelmed the small Japanese troops in an instant. However, Zhao Zhi and the doglegs seemed to be a little redundant and had nothing to do, because they had been squeezed out of the battle group and completely became onlookers.