"Ah" A Japanese soldier was pierced by Zhao Zhi's bayonet, screamed and waved his arms around him, and fell unwillingly. This was the third Japanese soldier Zhao Zhi killed with a bayonet, and Zhao Zhi was also stabbed in the left thigh, and blood flowed down his military pants. When the bayonet pierced the back of the first Japanese soldier, looking at the blood splattered out, Zhao Zhi felt like vomiting. When Zhao Zhi stabbed a Japanese soldier in the chest for the second time with a trembling bayonet, Zhao Zhi, who was drenched in blood, suddenly stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on his mouth. Zhao Zhi at the entrance of the plasma felt as if there was a fire from the mouth all the way into the abdominal cavity, burning him all over his body, he couldn't help but shout loudly, vigorously brandished the bayonet, venting the heat in the abdominal cavity.

At this time, Zhao Zhi's body was covered with blood stains, his eyes were blood-red, and as long as he saw a humanoid object, he would pass with a bayonet. "Huo" "Huo" Every soldier who followed Zhao Zhi into it was crazy and stabbed with bayonets at the silhouettes of those bodies he saw, and every dead Japanese soldier was stabbed with at least seven or eight bayonets.

"My own person" Zhao Zhi's bayonet was opened by an oncoming long knife, and the figure shouted: "I am a machete" Zhao Zhi had already killed his eyes.

"Doghead, you madman" The machete swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, why wasn't he in a state of half-madness? One of his own Japanese adjutant knives had been cut off.

More than 100 dog-legged men like hungry wolves swept through the grass like a fierce wind and rushed towards the Japanese troops behind. Where they passed, they left behind a place of Japanese soldiers, Japanese corpses. "Onward! Advance! Come on! Led by a dozen light machine guns, the doglegs rushed towards the Japanese soldiers who had not entered the grass. Countless bullets blew like a storm towards the crowded Japanese troops, and long flames from machine guns were everywhere.

"Drop bombs, drop bombs, there are too many Japanese troops", Zhao Zhi, who was relieved, instructed everyone to throw grenades. "Boom", "boom", "boom" explosions sounded one after another, and the Japanese soldiers were immediately torn apart by the grenades, and their flesh and blood flew sideways, and the flying fragments reaped the lives of the Japanese soldiers. "Press up, press up" Mao Tou and the light machine gunner stared at the blood-red eyes, like a demon from hell, stepping on the corpse of the Japanese soldier and continuing to charge.

Blood was splashing wantonly, and the Japanese soldiers who had been shot kept falling to the ground, and one after another shining bayonets stabbed forward, stabbing and stabbing. At the moment of engagement, blood was flying and shooting, and the dog-legged people with the heart of death overwhelmed the Japanese army in momentum in an instant, and the dog-legged wolf-like charge caught the Japanese off guard, and the Japanese soldiers retreated from a few people at the beginning to flee en masse.

A Japanese soldier who led the team was still trying to control the troops, not noticing that it had been aimed at his uncle, and a bullet had pierced his head.

A battle that should have been a sneak attack was turned into a tragic charge by Zhao Zhi, and the Japanese soldiers who fled for their lives fell in pieces under the rain of bullets and bayonets of the doglegs, and some Japanese soldiers still managed to escape the pursuit of the doglegs with the help of the cover of trees.

"The rich man took the people to withdraw first, and the machete informed the goats that they would withdraw" Zhao Zhi, who was covered with blood stains and had lost his strength, sat on the ground leaning on a tree. More than 30 brothers died in a charge, and the brothers who were frolicking together last night are now bloodstained corpses. Zhao Zhi followed to clean up the corpses, he didn't dare to look at the dead brothers, he promised to take them home.

A lit cigarette was stuffed into Zhao Zhi's mouth by Lang Zhong, "The dead brothers are not in a good life, and they can't blame anyone." More than 30 for more than 300, which is more cost-effective? Besides, they didn't die in vain, there were at least more than 100 corpses of little devils in the grass nest" to Zhao Zhi's wounded Langzhong, comforting and persuading Zhao Zhi.

Just as Lang Zhong was persuading Zhao Zhi, a huge explosion came from the back of the camp, and the explosion sounded in one piece, mixed with fierce gunfire in the middle. Uncle Guo on the tree tried to look, but all he could see was a flash of fire and smoke. After a while, the gunfire gradually thinned out, and the goat and machete dragged the bloodied hair back and rushed back, "Hurry up, go away, the devil behind is coming"

Zhao Zhi looked at the few people behind the three of them, and opened his mouth a few times without speaking. His throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his eyes were black and fainted. There are more than 100 people who follow the goats to bury mines in the back, so there are only a few people left. "On the back, run" Uncle Guo lifted Zhao Zhi on the back of the old cannon and beckoned the others to retreat following the mark left by the rich man.

Now they can only run, run desperately, and Uncle Guo knows that only by running into the forest can they have temporary safety. The group of people fled again as they did on the Miwa Highway, the same embarrassment, but this time it was more orderly than the last time.

The gunfire of the Japanese pursuit behind kept ringing, and everyone didn't dare to stop, so they insisted on running a long distance in the forest. Zhao Zhi has been carried on the back by the dogs, and this will be lying on Uncle Guo's back. At this time, Uncle Guo was also dry in his mouth, and his eyes were full of stars, just when Uncle Guo couldn't support it. The person in front suddenly fell down, and there was movement in front of him. The machete crept up, and soon there were cheers, and it turned out that they had made peace with the rich man.

"Why don't you leave?" Uncle Guo, who had caught up, asked the rich man who was frowning. The rich man pointed forward, and Uncle Guo looked up and was startled. The woods suddenly vanished, revealing a long cliff in front of them, which stood in their path.

The goat, which was still in good physical strength, quickly walked to the bottom of the cliff entwined with vines, looked up, and gasped. The goat in front of me is not too tall, about ten meters high. But the cliff facing them was like a knife and an axe, straight and straight, and there was no sign of anyone going up.

The goat looked left and right with his binoculars, trying to find a way up the cliff. But after looking around, the goat dispelled this thought. This cliff is so long that it stretches far on the left and right sides, and it is simply impossible to see at a glance. "Damn," the goat cursed in his heart.

Zhao Zhi, who was placed in the shade of the tree, also woke up at this time, and listened to the loss of personnel and materials reported to him by the profiteers, and Zhao Zhi's eyes were black again. After a battle, more than 100 people were lost, most of the supplies were lost, and they were almost beaten back to the situation where they had just fled into the Savage Mountain.

Seeing that Zhao Zhi was awake, the dogs came around, and the goat explained the situation, waiting for Zhao Zhi to make an idea. It's really not good, everyone is ready to fight hard here. Taking out the captured map of the Japanese army, Zhao Zhi looked at it for a while, and pointed to a place on the map. "Let's change direction, first go north along this mountain cliff to the grapes, turn from the grapes to Gaoligong Mountain, and we can also return to China. In this way, the Japanese army of Sun Brabang can also be avoided"

Before Zhao Zhi finished speaking, the machete on guard in the woods behind him ran back, only to hear him shouting wildly, "Devil, devil is coming"

The machete was followed by a fierce burst of gunfire, and the sound of ping-pong gunfire rang out in one piece, and the branches and leaves in the woods crackled. Noises and yellow military uniforms began to appear in everyone's sight, and Zhao Zhi knew that this was the Japanese advance who was chasing after him.

Everyone was so beaten by the sudden appearance of the Japanese advance that they couldn't raise their heads, and they all looked for cover, curling up their bodies as much as possible to avoid being hit by stray bullets. Running out of time, Zhao Zhi took out the grenade and shouted at everyone, "Prepare the grenade, keep throwing it ahead." Old artillery, use your grenadier to knock out the machine gun in the grass nest on the left" Zhao Zhi's left side is a long grass, and there are already three machine gun flames in it, and that is the biggest threat to Zhao Zhi and them, so we must kill them first.

Zhao Zhigang threw a grenade forward, and the old cannon was already hugging the grenadiers. Blow up the grass on the left. More than a dozen grenades were thrown in front of them, and the grenades that exploded with a bang temporarily blocked the Japanese troops coming from the front. Under the cover of thick smoke and trees, Zhao Zhi led dozens of dog-legged men to charge the Japanese troops in the grass, and there were not many Japanese troops chasing after them, there were only three light machine gun positions in the grass, but there were more than a dozen Japanese soldiers, and Zhao Zhi solved them in one charge.

The Japanese soldiers, who had just rushed out of the woods and were about to continue the pursuit, were swept back by the machine gun of Mao Tou, who was waiting for him. The pursuing Japanese stayed in the woods for the time being, but there were more than 6 light machine guns on the opposite side, and no one was willing to charge at the muzzle. The pursuing Japanese army and Zhao Zhi were temporarily frozen in this jungle, and both sides were like exhausted beasts, accumulating their own strength, waiting for a thunderous blow.

Hatoyama looked at the camp full of gunsmoke, and he was still very proud in his heart, and he had already driven the expeditionary force into the mountains and forests. As long as this mountain forest is surrounded, they will starve to death, after all, most of the supplies of these expeditionary forces are still left in the camp.

"Inform the troops, take a break. Send a report to the troops who came over from Sun Brabang, asking them to stay in place and keep a close watch, and not to let the fleeing Shina people go out of the mountains and forests," Hatoyama took a leisurely sip and drank Japanese sake from the jug.

"Report to Osa, Kameda's team has found traces of the Shina people in the jungle, and they are already in a firefight, and they are asking for reinforcements" The herald came in to report.

"It's just that the remnants of the army are defeated, so it's better to send a squadron to support Kameda."

"Yes, Your Excellency Osa" The herald left and went to deliver the report. As everyone knows, Hatoyama's order saved Zhao Zhi and them. If Hatoyama now orders all the Japanese troops to continue the pursuit, then Zhao Zhi and them can only fight to the death, and the final outcome can only be the annihilation of the entire army. But now Hatoyama's reserve has given Zhao Zhi and them time and opportunity to survive.

After the exhausted machete climbed up the cliff, he lay down on the cliff tiredly, and he had no strength in his body. The machete, who had lived in the mountains, was sent by Zhao Zhi to see if there was a place to climb the cliff. The machete took the two scouts along the cliff for a long time, and finally found a place, there were many places to step on this cliff, and the machete relied on two daggers to climb the cliff more than ten meters high.