Chapter 280: Victory over Miyamoto

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? "Hidden, everyone is hidden" Zhao Zhi took the lead in retracting back into the trench, nodded at the long hair who had been waiting, when digging the trench, Zhao Zhi ordered the long hair to lead people to plant explosives in the first trench, and now the communication trench has been sealed by the flames, the Japanese army began to climb out of the trenches, it was time to detonate the explosives, this is the super gift that Zhao Zhi prepared for the Japanese army in the trenches. "Inform Huang Mao that he will come back immediately when he hears the explosion, and use submachine guns to cover the rest of the Japanese troops in the trenches" Edward hiding in the jungle took Zhao Zhi's submachine gunners, which was the backbone of his assault in every battle.

Long Hair licked his chapped lips with his tongue, looked left and right, and pressed down the handle of the detonator heavily, this is the latest detonator provided by the U.S. military, compared to Long Hair's previous fuse index explosives, I don't know how much trouble was saved, and it was used last time in the ambush of the small temple squadron in the ravine. After Longhair pressed the handle of the detonator, with several huge explosions, the scorching air wave mixed with the dirt swept wildly towards the second trench 30 meters away, and everyone squatting in the trench began to lie on the ground.

The air was hot, it was hot and uncomfortable to inhale into the lungs, the soil was also hot, it was hot to the touch, Zhao Zhi squatted in the trench and coughed loudly, and the others were the same. "*** Long hair buried too much explosives again" Zhao Zhi muttered, leaned against the trench and slowly stood up, looking at the first trench. The gray and black smoke in the dusk has begun to thin, and it is possible to see the first trench with a telescope, but the dusk is still not clear.

No one was alive in sight, the trenches 30 meters away were full of small dancing flames, Zhao Zhi knew that it was the flames coming from the burning corpses, the trenches on the green grass had turned black, everything was blackened, Zhao Zhi couldn't tell what was in it in the telescope at all. "Go up, press up" Zhao Zhi climbed out of the trench with the help of the dogs, behind him were grenadiers and dogs, and the reinforcements had not yet recovered from the explosion.

"Go over and see" Zhao Zhi pulled the bolt of the submachine gun, raised his foot and ran over, the dogs did not dare to slack off, and they also raised their guns and ran behind Zhao Zhi. Five or six meters away from the first trench, Zhao Zhi and the others stopped, and Edward, who had rushed out of the jungle with the submachine gunners, stood the same opposite them, separated by the trench that had just exploded. The first trench is gone, and the trench that was 1 meter wide and 2 meters deep that was originally dug has now become a ditch that is 3 meters wide and 1 meter deep, and there are several large pits intertwined in the middle, full of charred corpses.

"Vomit" A few submachine gunners couldn't stand the scene in front of them, and were already bending over to vomit, not that they didn't dare to look at the corpses, but after getting close to the trenches, the smell of meat in the air became stronger and stronger, and they couldn't stand the smell. "It's fucking useless," the dog cursed in a low voice, demonstratively stepping on a smoking corpse with his military boots, and looking defiantly at the vomiting fellows. Such a scene, they don't know how many times they have experienced it with Zhao Zhi, and in their memories, these corpses are no different from the wild things burned to death in the mountains and forests.

"Let the supplementary soldiers clean up the battlefield" Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhi lost interest in beating the water dogs, so he just put away his gun and ordered the supplementary soldiers who were still cowering in the trenches to clean up the battlefield. Machine guns, grenadiers, grenades and bullets need to be collected, and all guns that are not needed must be destroyed, this is the practice of the battalion directly under the battalion, and it must be done after the war, and it is also Zhao Zhi's training for the supplementary soldiers.

"My uncle was wounded 3 and 2 died, and the old cannon was wounded 1, all of which were blown up by the grenadiers. The casualties on our side are greater, only 30 of the 50 grenadiers remained, more than 60 of the supplementary soldiers were killed, and 30 were wounded, all of which were casualties when shooting at the Japanese army, they would not shoot covertly, they would only fight hard with the Japanese army" Yan Shijun pinched a small notebook and Zhao Zhi whispered to report the casualties, the Japanese army was completely annihilated, but the battalion directly under it also suffered more than 100 casualties, and if there are a few more such battles, I am afraid that this bit of the battalion will be wiped out.

"Let's clean up the battlefield first, let go of other things first, you go and call the goats to meet me" The Japanese pursuit force is getting stronger and stronger, which Zhao Zhi did not expect, after the snipers blocked their machine guns and grenadiers, the direct battalion still had such a large casualty, which was already beyond Zhao Zhi's expectations. Just now, when watching the reinforcements cleaning up the battlefield, Zhao Zhi saw that this group of Japanese soldiers had a radio station, and he suddenly felt bad in his heart, and he was in a hurry to send a scout team to search the surrounding situation.

After Zhao Zhihe whispered a few words to the goat who came in a hurry, the latter hurried into the jungle with a team of 30 scouts and disappeared. Zhao Zhi's order was to let the goats take the scouts to search for 5 miles in the direction where the Japanese army might appear, and the careful goats directly divided the 30 scouts into two teams to search in two directions, and after going forward for 5 miles, the two teams of scouts searched each other again until the two teams could successfully converge. Although this wasted a lot of time, the search area increased several times, and if the Japanese army acted in the jungle, they would not be able to escape the search of the scouts.

There was no sound in the jungle except the chirping of birds and insects, not even a hint of wind, and the goats and scouts walked through the sweltering jungle. Scouts search and mark where they go, so they don't waste time by going back. The goat is the undisputed vanguard, and no one in the battalion can match his and the machete's familiarity with the mountains and forests.

The "shhhhh Not only because of the poisonous insects on the ground, but the main thing is that lying on the ground will affect the speed of movement, and once the enemy fires first, then you have to dodge. The man lying on the ground is far less fast than the man who squats, and in battle it is often only a few seconds of hesitation to give him his life, which is the experience of goats from blood and fire.

As the goat moved, the scouts who followed him flashed and crouched down, and the muzzles of their guns were raised to aim at the surrounding woods, and at the slightest movement of the wind and grass, they would not hesitate to pull the trigger and comb the bushes in front of them with bullets. There was no movement, no wind, no sound of dead branches being trampled off, but the goats remained squatting there without moving. 2 minutes, 5 minutes, almost 10 minutes, the goat's forehead was already sweating, but he was still holding the submachine gun at the bushes in front of him.

None of the other scouts heard anything out of the ordinary, but they chose to trust the goat's instincts, and everyone was on the lookout for what might happen. As the minutes passed, the scouts still maintained a half-squatting position, sweat had already soaked their uniforms, but everyone was still fully focused on their front, any situation in the jungle could appear at any time, carelessness would not only lose their own lives, but also affect the brothers around them.

The goat's hand slowly raised and pointed in a direction in the jungle, and the scouts were heartbroken, and slowly aimed their submachine guns in the direction of the goat's direction, just waiting for the goat's gesture to shoot. The goat's arm swung downward, and the scouts on his side pulled the trigger in unison, and more than a dozen fireworks swooped in that direction. With the dense gunfire, the bushes and bush branches in that direction were hit by bullets and fell straight down, and countless branches and leaves splashed out. "Go, retreat" As soon as the goat raised his hand, two grenades were thrown out, and under the cover of the rising smoke, the scouts followed the goat back more than ten meters, temporarily hiding behind a few old trees.

I didn't hear the screams of the enemy, nor did I see anything unusual in the smoke, but the goat didn't dare to take it lightly, and was carefully hiding behind a big tree and watching the smoke with a telescope. After careful observation for a while, the goats still noticed a trace of abnormality, there was movement in the bushes that they had combed with bullets just now, and the goats even found a strip of earthy yellow cloth on a treetop, which was pushed up by the air wave of the explosion just now.

"Ready" The goat gestured to the bush again, and the scouts who understood their intentions lowered their bodies and scattered, gathering together with strong firepower, but if they were made dumplings by the Japanese army, it would not be good. The goats just hit a magazine and retreated without a trace, and the Japanese soldiers hiding in the bushes opposite suffered a big loss, but fortunately, the commander Cao who led the team ordered the soldiers to strangle their mouths with strips of cloth, otherwise the soldiers who were injured just now would have shouted out.

There were not many Japanese soldiers hiding in the bushes, only a dozen, and half of them were killed by the goats and their submachine guns, and most of the remaining half were wounded. Casualties cannot be avoided on the battlefield, but what the leader Cao Chang doesn't understand is that the soldiers on his side have strangled their mouths with strips of cloth, and they didn't move at all when they lay on the ground, and they didn't make a sound that the other party noticed, how did they find out about their people? Cao Chang, who only had half of his men left, did not dare to venture out of the hiding point, so he had to take his wounded soldiers to endure the pain and stay in place, not even daring to wrap up his wounds.

Originally, he thought that he could avoid the gang of killing gods on the other side by pretending to be dumb, but the Japanese army Cao Chang's little abacus was obviously wrong, how could the goats who had already discovered their traces let them go so easily. With the goat's gesture, the two scouts using Garand were lifted to the tree, standing on the branch of the tree, they could clearly see the earthy yellow in the bushes, these two riflemen would become the suppressive fire of the goats, but at a distance of 30 meters, the riflemen could easily take out the Japanese soldiers lying in the bushes.

The Japanese soldiers in the bushes could already hear the sound coming from the front, it was the sound of something walking in the jungle, and their attention was drawn to the sound, but no one paid attention to the muzzles of the two black holes sticking out of the trees opposite. "Pap" "Pap" "Pap" "Pap" gunshots rang out, and the Japanese soldiers lying on the ground splashed blood flowers one after another, at this time Garand's rate of fire advantage was fully revealed, just a few breaths, the two riflemen riding on the tree branch each shot out one of their own bullet bridges, and the Japanese soldiers lying in the bushes and pretending to be dead this time really died a lot.

"Baga" saw that there were fewer and fewer soldiers under his command, Cao Chang got up with a low cry and held his rifle, and only three lonely soldiers got up with him, and the other Japanese soldiers lying on the ground were either seriously wounded on the verge of death or dead people who were already dead, and only three of his dozen subordinates were still combat-effective. Using his bayonet to push aside the bushes in front of him, Cao Chang and his three men rushed out in the direction of the goats.

Goats, they didn't expect this guy to take the initiative to come out, but the four Japanese soldiers who suddenly rushed over made everyone stunned, and before everyone could pull the trigger, they only heard four gunshots from their heads. The four Japanese soldiers who had just jumped out of the bush fell to the ground in unison, and everyone looked up to see the two riflemen riding on the branches of the trees triumphantly grimacing at the goats.

"Go over and take a look, catch a live mouth and come back, and kill the rest" The goat waved his hand, and the scouts slowly leaned over with their submachine guns, and the goat itself crouched next to the corpse of the chief Cao. The goat doesn't know Japanese characters, but Yan Shijun knows, and the Japanese army has their identity card on their body, and the goat is looking for that identity card on Cao Chang's body. The scouts who poured into the bushes did not waste time, and a burst of bayonets pierced down, and except for the two lightly wounded who had been deliberately left behind, the other Japanese soldiers sent them back to their hometown to see Amaterasu.

According to the previous practice of the subordinate company, the grenades, bullets, and grenadiers on the corpses of the Japanese soldiers must be taken away, and other weapons must be destroyed.

"Head, there's movement ahead, less than a mile," the rifleman, who had been looking out from the tree, began to whisper. The goat was shocked, and quickly recalled the scouts who were still cleaning up the trophies, "Use the walkie-talkie to contact the other scout team, and order them to exit the jungle immediately and go directly to the plains to join us." Then contact the commander and tell them that there are pursuers coming, and that they will immediately withdraw into the plain, and that "the goat, while commanding the footmen, beckoned to the riflemen who were still in the trees to come down quickly." The distance of less than a mile, not far is not close, but the enemy's feet are enough, that is, it is only a matter of 10 minutes, so the goat and his squad chose to retreat immediately and retreat to the plain