? With a "bang" gunshot, a soldier next to Koji fell to the ground, a bullet hole appeared in his body, and the splattered blood plasma instantly formed a large puddle under his corpse. "Hide, hide" Several Japanese soldiers pounced and dragged Koji to a safe place, "bang" "bang" two more gunshots, and the two second lieutenants under Koji also fell into the camp with blood splattered. This is the third time that the camp of Koji has been attacked today, and a total of 14 people have been shot and killed.

It's been two days, it's been two days, and the troops of Koji have been under attack since the day before yesterday when the ashes of the bonfire left behind by the group of Chinese troops were discovered. But there is no anger in Xiaoji's heart, there is only ecstasy, in his opinion, he has already caught up with this group of troops, attacking with cold guns is only their last resistance, annihilating them is a matter of time, it is only a matter of time, Xiaoji is convinced of this.

"How many?" The thatched bull had a pen and a notebook in his hand, and he was in charge of keeping a record of the number of enemies killed by the snipers, and the uncle of the country would use this record to evaluate the new snipers. "14, 5 for me, 5 for Hanako, 4 for Dezi, only Dezi missed a shot" Cao Daman, who was sweating with a face, held his sniper rifle and nested beside Da Niu. He was transferred by Zhao Zhi to the sniper team, this guy was born with good eyes, he is a good player with guns, and with the cooperation of the sniper scope, it is like a tiger with wings, only two days after he arrived in the sniper team, he has killed 13 Japanese soldiers.

Uncle Guo divided dozens of snipers under his command into several teams, all scattered here, he just wanted to use the sniper's ultra-long and accurate shooting to drive the Japanese army crazy, and lead them to take the initiative to pursue, as long as they dare to chase, they will definitely fall into the trap that Zhao Zhi has already arranged. Yesterday morning, when the supplies were airdropped, the Japanese soldiers who were following rushed over like crazy, and only after being rewarded with bazooka by the old artillery did they retreat in a huff. This has been played by the snipers for another day, and I guess I'm going crazy.

Zhao Zhi's plan is very simple, these chasing Japanese soldiers have to fight, but they can't be disabled at one time, they have to come slowly, and it is best to let them fall behind all the time, so that Zhao Zhi has an excuse to continue to ask the headquarters for supplies. It's just that Xiao Si, who has been chasing after him, would never have imagined that he had been used by Zhao Zhi as a bargaining chip to ask the expeditionary force headquarters for supplies.

Attacked by Zhao Zhi's snipers one after another, Xiaoji naturally couldn't bear it, he had quietly sent two squads mixed by the Japanese army and the Burmese, these people were not desperate to find Zhao Zhi, they were just the top soldiers sent by Xiaoji, the only task was to find Zhao Zhi's exact location, and before the brigade led by Xiaosi came to support, firmly entangled Zhao Zhi's troops. It's a pity that he underestimated the ability of Zhao Zhi's scouts, and the two teams of sharp soldiers he sent had already been transferred to a few mountains far away by the scouts led by the machete himself, and they were busy going around the mountains and forests with the machete.

Zhao Zhi was busy with Edward and the others calculating how much distance they had to go to Gaoligong Mountain, and they needed to have enough supplies to support their direct battalion to get there smoothly, so they had to know their exact location and the time it would take to get there. It is not a good thing to be entangled with the Japanese army all the time, the Japanese army has a lot of alert troops around Myitkyina, and once the surrounding Japanese troops swarm like cats that smell fish, the consequences are not something that the direct battalion alone can bear. Therefore, before a large number of Japanese troops surround them, the battalion directly under them must disappear into the mountains and forests, and if they cannot completely remove the traces left behind, they must at least be separated from the Japanese troops who are following them for two days.

Zhao Zhi and his direct battalion should be said to be relatively lucky, at present, among the alert Japanese troops around Myitkyina, only one unit of the Xiaoji squadron is pursuing them, and the small temple relies on the 300 Burmese, as long as these Burmese who are familiar with the mountains and forests are defeated, it is entirely possible for the direct battalion to jump out and avoid the pursuit of Xiaoji. It's just that at present, Zhao Zhi only knows that there are a lot of Burmese in the pursuing force behind, but he doesn't know the exact number, if Zhao Zhi knew that there are 300 Burmese in the army chasing them behind, it is estimated that he would have changed his plan and fled. Because the Burmese who ambushed them on the mountain road left Zhao Zhi with too deep an impression, and the poisonous arrows that flashed black light had always been a lingering nightmare for Zhao Zhi, and he didn't want his brothers to experience that kind of suffering again.

The scouts outside a few mountains were caught in a bitter battle with the pursuers, not that they were careless with the machetes, but that the Burmese who were chasing them were too familiar with the mountains and forests, and only a small trace would be discovered by them, so after the machetes they crossed several mountains in a row, they were still entangled by the pursuing troops. The scout team of machetes only consisted of 30 people, and they had to face more than 80 pursuers, and if it weren't for the fierce fire of the submachine guns with a strong rate of fire, I am afraid that the machetes would have been buried in the mountains and forests.

"Sir, no, the brothers can't hold on, the guys on the other side are too cunning and too familiar with the mountains and forests, most of the bullets of the brothers are empty" The dirty Biao Zi, whose face was smoked by the gunsmoke, crawled to the side of the machete with his submachine gun in his arms, but only exchanged fire with the pursuing enemy soldiers for a few minutes, and the three scouts who defended the flank with him died here, and the always brave Biaozi had to come to the machete for help.

"You guys go first" The machete didn't bother to turn his head to look at Biaozi, he only cared about firing fiercely with the submachine gun in his hand, and while the hot bullet holes kept falling to the ground, he shouted at Biaozi, "Sniper in sections, prepare to lead them to the goat on the right" The goat's scout team was on a meadow a few miles to the right of the machete, and the machete wanted to lure these pursuers over and fight an ambush with the goats. The distance between the two teams has not been very far, which was originally intended to be able to support at any time, so as soon as the walkie-talkie was contacted, the machete and the goat hit it off.

"Go, go, the brothers who died in the war will stay first, and then we will take them away when we turn back" Biao Zi dragged up his brothers who were already red in the eyes one by one, and the current situation, those brothers who died in battle can only stay here first, if the ambush with machetes can be successful, they will turn back and take away these brothers who died in battle, if they can't take these brothers away, then there is only one answer, they are responsible for acting as bait to lure the pursuers The scouts have all died in the mountains and forests.

It was only a small team of the other party that was fighting with the machete, and the pursuers with only a light machine gun could not surround and kill them, and since Zhao Zhi thought that the Japanese army had suffered casualties in the pursuit of Daluo, he had been targeted to let the soldiers of the direct battalion practice blocking in sections, whether it was advancing to pursue or retreating, the soldiers would always be divided into several parts to cover each other. This was Zhao Zhi's remedy for the guilt of those Da Luo brothers who died in battle, but he didn't expect that they would use the machete today.

"Go, go," the machete threw a grenade with all his might, and took advantage of the smoke from the explosion to pull up a scout who was still fighting and turned to run, and they had already retreated behind a bush 20 meters away from the machete, and only four scouts were left alive by the machete's side. The opponent's grenadier was too accurate, and it was always their great enemy with machetes, and there was no concealment on this hillside at all, so the scouts under the machete suffered heavy casualties, but in a few breaths, there were less than 20 people left in the 30-man squad of the machete, and at least 10 brothers remained on this hillside forever.

"Let's go, you guys go quickly" Biaozi knocked one of the scouts next to him to the ground with his shoulder, and a flying bullet hit him in the chest. Biaozi's half-kneeling body shook violently, and a bloody arrow shot out from the bullet hole in his chest, "Damn" Before Biaozi could react, the two scouts next to him pulled out a few spare magazines on his body and threw them on the ground, grabbed Biaozi's military uniform and dragged him away. "You fucking put me down, there are still brothers who haven't withdrawn" There are at least 5 scouts behind the bush who are firing fiercely, machetes they have withdrawn to a distance of 20 meters from the bushes, if they withdraw again, the 5 brothers will be extremely dangerous, and may not be able to withdraw at all.

"Let's go, you go first," one of the scouts turned to Biaozi and shouted at them, "poof" "poof" Before he could finish speaking, a bullet hit his body. With the submachine gun flying out, the scout who turned back fell to the ground, his chest already red. The fire behind the bushes had been weakened by the reduction in numbers, and the pursuing force seized the opportunity to begin a surprise attack, in which case the four scouts behind the bushes could not take care of the brother who had just been knocked out.

"Put me down, put me down, Lao Tzu and the brothers have not withdrawn" Biaozi, who had been dragged back to the machete and their side, scolded, and his submachine gun was still tightly grasped in his hand. "Shut up," the machete slapped Biao Zi in the face, "those brothers are willing to stay behind to stop the enemy, what can you do when you go back?" If you want them to die, just give Lao Tzu a good stay" The eyes of the machete were round, and the eye sockets were full of blood red. From the moment Biaozi was caught and dragged back, the brothers who remained behind the bushes did not look back at all, and the machete knew that those brothers were determined to die. It was only a distance of 20 meters, but it became an unbridgeable distance between the machetes and the brothers, and the grenadiers of the pursuing troops were hitting more and more densely, and the smoke rose and shrapnel flew, and the place where the bushes were located was already covered in smoke, and they could no longer see anything but the fire caused by the rapid fire.

"Holy shit, you little devils who have been killed by God, my brothers," Biao Zi cried loudly on the ground with his head, his hands already deeply locked into the dirt. "Boom" "Boom" A series of explosions suddenly erupted from the smoke of the bushes, and in just a moment, from the smoke that had not yet dissipated, Japanese soldiers with rifles rushed out. The machete's eyes began to shrink sharply, because among the Japanese soldiers, he found a guy wearing black Burmese clothes and wielding a snowy Burmese knife, and there were quite a few of them.

"Let's go, keep an eye out for those guys with Burmese knives" The machete pulled the trigger and opened fire violently, it was not far from the top of the mountain, as long as they occupied the commanding heights, the pursuers would not be able to take them for a while. The four riflemen on the side of the machete carried the wounded brothers to the top of the hill first, and only the rifles with a longer range could play a better role in suppressing the enemy troops from the commanding heights, so they were the first to evacuate. The scouts had no objection or dissatisfaction with the retreat order of the machete arrangement, and as the oldest scout in the direct battalion, the machete arrangement must have his reason.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" 80 miles away on the top of the hill behind him began to sound Garand's crisp gunshots, the few riflemen had already taken the wounded up to the top of the mountain, and the pursuing enemy troops had already begun to charge frantically at this time, shouting Long live the emperor The Japanese army rushed up with a rifle, and a dozen Burmese armed with Burmese knives also went around to the flank of the machete, it seemed that this was to separate the machete from the top of the mountain.

"Grenade, grenade throw" The machete hissed and shouted to pull open a grenade and throw it out, and the scouts who were struggling to support the defense line threw grenades one after another. "Go, go" Taking advantage of the smoke screen formed by the continuous explosion of grenades, the machete urged his scouts to start retreating, there were not many bullets on everyone's bodies, if they were besieged here, it could only be a dead end, machete decided to fight to the death, and retreated to the top of the mountain with the remaining scouts. "Damn" The left calf of the machete felt numb, and his feet were soft, and the whole person was already extremely embarrassed and fell to the ground, and a 38 rifle bullet had pierced his left calf.

"Get the commander away, quickly" The old man, who had already run a few steps, turned around to shoot and saw the machete hit the ground when he turned around to shoot, so he ran back and took off all the spare magazines on the machete. The other scouts who followed him didn't say much, they just grabbed the machete and turned their heads and ran, and only Lao Guan was the only one left on the blocking point they had just now, still struggling to support. There were about 20 Japanese troops at the front, and Lao Guan could only stop them by desperate scattering, and before they retreated to the top of the hill with machetes, the fire on his side could not be broken.

The "bombardment" of the Japanese grenadiers began to bombard again, and the flying shrapnel did not hurt the old crutch, but the stones mixed with the smoke made the old crutch painful. "Damn, the dog almost killed Lao Tzu" Lao Guan rubbed his aching back that was hit by a stone, and threw a grenade out, but he was hit upside down by the air wave formed by the explosion of the Japanese grenade. At this time, Lao Gui's submachine gun also fell off his hand, and a few guys holding Burmese knives rushed up from the smoke, only a few meters away from Lao Gui, and saw that the Burmese knives were about to fall on Lao Gui's body. ~