Zhao Zhihe's advance battalion returned to the primeval jungle, and the reinforcements really saw the danger and horror of the jungle, and what the instructor taught in Ramgarh was almost useless here. The powder issued by the troops was far less effective than the e-liquid in Langzhong, and the guys in the scout team could always find food and water, and these guys entered the jungle as if they were going home. In addition to the Japanese army that may appear at any time, the poisonous insects and beasts in the jungle are deadly threats, and the supplementary soldiers began to seriously learn what the dogs have said.

Once, a newly added guy went to relieve himself, but was chased by a wolf and ran away, barely finding his way back. The angry Zhao Zhi scolded fiercely, and since then, even if they are relieved, everyone has grabbed the gun with one free hand, for fear of encountering any more fierce beasts.

The jungle is dark and humid, and everyone searches for the hidden Japanese army in the jungle. The jungle is hot and humid, but everyone does not dare to unbutton their clothes, and the drought locusts that fall from the trees will take the opportunity to burrow into people's bodies to suck blood, but fortunately, under the guidance of veterans, the supplementary soldiers have learned to deal with these poisonous insects.

There was a sudden bamboo whistle in front, and the submachine gunners who walked in front of the team squatted down in unison, and they had been in the jungle for several days. Uncle Guo waved his hand, and the riflemen spread out to occupy the best firing range, ready to provide fire support to the front team. The old cannon and Edward led their gunners to hide behind the trees with their heavy bazookas. In the absence of the current heavy firepower of the Japanese army, Zhao Zhiyan ordered that the bazookas could not be fired, and Volinger only gave less than 30 rockets, and one less was used for one round.

A thatched scout rushed back, waving a red flag in his hand in the distance, meaning that the alarm was lifted and there was no danger ahead. "Damn" Uncle Guo, who was overjoyed, greeted his riflemen stupidly, he hadn't shot for a few days, which made these gunners hold their anger, they originally thought they could fight a few Japanese soldiers, but now it was an empty joy. Excellent firearms and consistently excellent records make the riflemen look like little roosters. I usually walk with my eyes at the sky and look at people with my nostrils. For several days in a row, they have been marching with their heads down, and they have already sharpened their sharpness.

"Sir, there's something unusual ahead, the machete can't be sure, the goat has gone up," the scout succinctly reported the situation. What, and the machete can't be determined, Zhao Zhi became interested, and rushed to the front team with the dog and steamed buns, and Yan Shijun followed closely behind with a map and a telescope.

Choppers and goats crouched behind a nest of bushes, looking through binoculars at a particularly lush bush ahead. Seeing Zhao Zhi coming, the guys from the scout team stood up one after another and greeted Zhao Zhi. "What's the situation?" Zhao Zhi also squatted down, took the telescope on Yan Shijun's body, and observed the situation ahead, but the bushes in front of him were too lush to see anything clearly.

The goat also shook his head, "The machete feels that something is wrong in front, but after waiting for a long time, there is no movement coming out" Zhao Zhi waved his hand to call the dog up, pulling the dog, Zhao Zhi pointed to the bush in front, "Dog, look at my gesture for a while, shoot a few shots at that bush, tell you to stop, you stop again" Zhao Zhi quietly walked around a few big trees with a machete and a goat, and waved his arm violently at the dog in his sight.

"Bang" "Bang" The dog's gun rang out, and the bullet flew into the bush with a whizz, Zhao Zhi and the three of them took advantage of the dog's gunshot, quickly rushed out of the tree, and ran to the side of the bush, Zhao Zhi planned to detour back to the back of the bush from the side to see what was going on.

"Sir, be careful" The machete that ran in front suddenly turned around and threw Zhao Zhi to the ground, and the goat was also half-kneeling and raising a gun to guard the surroundings. Following the sight of the machete, a black hole in a bush poked out a muzzle, aiming squarely at Zhao Zhi. The three of them crawled a few steps, flashed to the side, and lay on the ground, by this time the dog's gun had stopped, and the bushes were still silent.

"Something is wrong" The goat observed the muzzle of the gun for a long time, and slowly stood up, and Zhao Zhihe also saw that something was wrong at this time. The muzzle of the gun had never moved with Zhao Zhi at all. "Go up and have a look" Zhao Zhi was about to go up with a gun, but was blocked by a machete. The goat leaned in slowly, not daring to look at the bushes in the slightest, for fear of something coming out.

When the three of them quietly walked around behind the bushes, they were stunned by what they saw. There were more than a dozen corpses neatly arranged behind the dense bushes, and among those corpses, there were some formal and German-style 98K rifles, and the muzzle that was pointed at Zhao Zhi just now was actually an old rifle that fell on the bushes. Not far away, under a large tree, there was a tent that had long been ruined, and two corpses were lying inside.

"It's the brother who fell in the mountains last year" Zhao Zhi picked up a cockade on the ground, which was a cockade in the blue sky and white sun. The guys from the scout team saw that Zhao Zhi and them had not moved behind the bush for a long time, so they rushed over together, and when they saw the situation behind the bush, they were also stunned. The dogs also found items such as kettles and military ranks in the corpses, as well as several rusty bayonets. Damn, Zhao Zhi kicked an empty kettle away, it's less than 50 miles away from Ledo, and if you hold on for a few more days, these corpses will be able to get out of the jungle.

Zhao Zhi looked at the corpses in front of him, and his heart throbbed like a needle prick. These were all brothers on the first expedition to Burma, and they were all brave men selected from the army, but they died in vain in the jungle. Zhao Zhi: The people who walked through the jungle knew that the jungle was dangerous, and it was simply hell on earth. Following the route of the expeditionary force in the jungle, there were bones everywhere, discarded wounded everywhere, and countless people died of starvation and disease. These warriors are all real warriors, who have thrown their lives in the jungle for the sake of the country and the nation, and no one will even remember their names, because they are just a set of casualties or missing numbers in the memory of the military bosses.

"Buried" Zhao Zhi closed his eyes and waved his hands weakly, he didn't want to look at those corpses. Seeing this, Zhao Zhi couldn't help but think of his brothers who died in the jungle. The brothers who moved the corpses were also cautious, as if they were afraid of waking up the sleeping warriors. The grave was dug very standardly, and the old cannon was tired and panting, but he still refused to let people replace him, until he finished digging three graves alone. In the open space behind the bushes, more than a dozen new graves are lined up, and the wooden tombstones are simply written---- the tombs of the soldiers of the expeditionary force.

On the road again, there was a lot of silence in the team, and even Long Hair, who had always been optimistic, closed his mouth and just marched with his head down. "Bang" "Bang" There was a sudden sound of gunfire in front of it, and the team paused for a moment, and immediately dispersed and hidden. The sound of gunfire was clearly emitted by the Japanese army's 38 rifles, which could be heard by experienced veterans, and the goat hurried to the front with his scout team, and the machete squad spread out to the two wings, and the team began to be filled with tension.

Following the direction of the gunshots, the goat squad had traveled a short distance when they heard the neighing of wild boars. Aside from the long grass, under the big tree in front of me, a bloody wild boar was lying on the ground and screaming, and a few Japanese soldiers stood not far away, pointing at the wild boar. The goat quietly retreated, drawing his crossbow and gesturing at the scouts. The only dozen or so steel crossbows in the advance battalion were in the scout team, and the sound of the submachine guns and rifles in the advance battalion was different from that of the Japanese soldiers.

The scouts took the steel crossbows with their crossbow arrows and turned to the flank of the Japanese army under the cover of bushes and long grass, where the shooting range was better. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, more than a dozen sharp arrows flew out of the grass and bushes, shooting at the few Japanese soldiers who were still watching the wild boars unsuspectingly, and the "poof" "poof" and "poof" crossbow arrows all hit. Each of the Japanese soldiers was hit by at least two or more crossbow arrows, and with the goat's words, the scouts rushed out of the grass and pounced on the Japanese soldiers who were still twitching on the ground. Covering their mouths, three of the Japanese soldiers dragged back by the scouts died, and only two were left to catch their breath.

Zhao Zhiyi waved his hand, and Yan Shijun, who had a bitter face, dragged the wounded Japanese soldier behind the big tree with a few people, and he wanted to ask for information. There were a few muffled snorts and broken bones from behind the big tree, and the thick smell of blood also wafted over, making the stomachs of the supplementary soldiers sour, and Yan Shijun, who had always been Sven, would be so vicious. Everyone turned their attention to Zhao Zhi, and it seemed that Zhao Zhi forced Yan Shijun like this. "You guys, what are you looking at me for? Zhao Zhi asked inexplicably, everyone's eyes seemed to be ill-intentioned, and Zhao Zhi was chilled when he saw it.

"There is a small group of Japanese soldiers in a cave less than two miles in front of us" Yan Shijun, who turned out from behind the big tree, wiped his bloody hands with a Japanese soldier's military uniform, and threw the bloody clothes at the feet of a supplementary soldier very carelessly. It's not that the supplementary soldiers haven't seen blood, but that Yan Shijun has changed too much, and everyone can't accept it for the time being.

The wild boar that was already dead, the old cannon was not going to throw it away, and with his strong men, he lifted the wild boar with thick wooden sticks and followed the brigade on the road, and the old cannon was ready to barbecue meat at night to comfort everyone. Zhao Zhi didn't want to stop the old cannon, he ate canned food and biscuits every day, everyone was a little sick to their stomachs after eating, and it was good to change his mouth occasionally.

After walking out for about a mile according to the direction given by the captive, the trees had begun to become sparse, and the haze in the jungle had faded a lot. In the distance, I saw two peaks in the distance, and in the middle was a valley, which was the same as that of the Japanese prisoners. "Damn, I finally didn't go the wrong way" I have been following the dogs for a long time, and now Yan Shijun is also a swearer. The machete, who was walking next to him, suddenly stopped, raised his hand behind him, and signaled for the team to stop.

The guys in the back were stunned when they saw the machete gesture, and then quickly dispersed and got behind the concealment. Lao Pao and his people were still carrying the wild boar in a daze, and were kicked into the grass by Zhao Zhi several times, and even the people and the pig rolled into a ball. When is this time, Lao Pao, a foodie, is still only caring about the wild boar, and the angry Zhao Zhi throws his eyes at Lao Pao.

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