Chapter 275: Big Move

? "Da Da" From the flank of the old crutch, a few tongues of fire suddenly rushed over, knocking the Burmese to the ground. The old crutch who escaped death didn't have time to rejoice, so he first ran out on the ground with his hands and feet and picked up his submachine gun, and then looked towards his flank. It turned out that the goat squad rushed over in time to hear the news, and they originally wanted to take advantage of the Japanese army's charge to the top of the mountain to suddenly use a salvo of concentrated fire to catch them off guard, but their embarrassed retreat with machetes disrupted the goat's plan, so they had to launch in advance to save the old crutch after the break.

The Japanese soldiers who had already rushed up were pushed back by the goats and their sudden rain of bullets, and a few guys who were a little slower were directly hit by the dense rain of bullets, and their convulsions were splashed with blood and fell to the ground. The dense rain of bullets blew over the hillside like a storm, and the Japanese soldiers and Burmese who pursued them fell to the ground like flowers and plants swaying in the wind and rain, and the Japanese soldiers in the rear were busy setting up machine gun grenadiers, but the goats were as soon as they touched them, but each of them shot a magazine and retreated.

"Retreat, retreat" repelled the Japanese charge this time, the goats pulled the old crutch and retreated to the top of the mountain, at this time the 30-man squad of machetes was left with less than 20 people, and the enemy army that pursued to the bottom of the mountain was still a large area of Wuyang. "What shall we do? There are Burmese in the Japanese army below, and it seems that there are quite a few of them" The machete examined the wound on his leg while enduring the pain and asked the goat countermeasures, and he was chased by the enemy all the way like this, and the machete as a scout had long been used to it, but it was the first time that he was chased like this and couldn't take care of his brother's corpse.

"I've been in touch with the commander, my uncle sent 10 gunners over, it's estimated that it's almost there, as long as we knock out their machine guns and grenadiers, the bunch of rabbits below will be ours" The goat didn't look back, just looked at the Japanese soldiers busy at the bottom of the hillside with hatred. The battle was fought like this, and it was not all to blame for the machete, 30 to 100, it was already very good if they were not made dumplings by the Japanese army, not to mention that they withdrew more than a mile all the way, and at least brought back nearly half of the brothers. In the absence of heavy weapons, this is already very good, at least not so good on your own.

After receiving the ambush plan from the machete and walkie-talkie, the goat moved towards this side with his team, until he heard the dense gunfire and explosions coming from this side of the mountain, and realized that something was wrong, and immediately got in touch with Zhao Zhi. There were only a few Garand riflemen in the machete team, and they didn't bring snipers at all when they set off, Zhao Zhi was afraid that they would suffer, so he asked Uncle Guo to send 10 snipers to support them. The goats were standing still on the top of the mountain, just waiting for the 10 snipers, and the machine guns and grenadiers of the Japanese army under the mountain were too far away from them, let alone submachine guns, even those few Garands could not hit, only sniper rifles that could shoot three or four hundred meters had this possibility.

There was silence on the top of the mountain, except for the sound of the wind and the sound of the Japanese troops gathering at the bottom of the mountain, goats and others took advantage of this gap to check their weapons and count ammunition. "Bang" "Bang" There was a dull gunfire at the foot of the mountain, and the monotonous gunfire rang out, and the goats on the top of the mountain looked forward to it. The Japanese troops at the bottom of the mountain, more than 300 meters away from them, had begun to be confused, and the experienced Japanese veterans had already crouched on the ground and shot at suspicious places, and some of the less experienced guys were still standing in place in a daze. "Here, it's my uncle's people who have arrived" The goat's voice trembled slightly, and from the binoculars, he could clearly see the Japanese machine gunners and grenadiers who had been shot and fell to the ground.

"Two, rush down, crush them" The goat was the first to rush down the hill with a submachine gun, followed by dozens of hateful scouts, and the few Garand riflemen also began to move forward, leaving only machetes and a few of their wounded on the top of the hill. The combat power that suddenly burst out because of hatred was unimaginable, and at a distance of more than 300 meters, it only took dozens of them less than a minute to complete it. After throwing out a dozen grenades, the submachine guns in their hands burst out with a scorching rain of bullets, and they were almost mixed with the Japanese soldiers at this time.

Just a dozen seconds later, the goat and others ran out of two magazines, and the Japanese assembly place that was still bustling just now changed the scene, and the indispensable life of chasing the machetes just now was long gone, and some were just the Japanese routs fleeing in all directions, and the wounded Japanese soldiers who were screaming and screaming all over the ground were covered with blood. But can you still escape now? The answer is naturally no, the snipers sent by Uncle Guo are led by Da Niu, and his team is the best team of Uncle Guo's marksmanship, and they sniped the Japanese machine gunners, grenadiers and their commanders in the first round.

"Uncle said, let you all go back and join the brigade, the commander is about to make a big move, and you need scouts" The big ox in thatched clothes came out of a bush, and his snipers were still shooting the scattered Japanese soldiers. These little soldiers can't see the eyes of the big bull, and he is too lazy to do the general target now, and the uncle sent him here because of the steadiness of the big cow, not because he is the second in the battalion directly under the battalion.

The goat smiled bitterly and looked around at the scouts under him, when he set off to leave the brigade, he and the machete took 60 scouts, but now there are less than 50 left, and more than a dozen brothers have died here in just two days, and they have to be reprimanded by Zhao Zhi after they go back. Lao Cannon's subordinates are all strong and good at carrying weights, and Uncle Guo's subordinates are all good shooters, but they don't pay much attention to other aspects. Not only do scouts of goats have to be smart, but they also have to learn how to draw topographic maps and use walkie-talkies to transmit back the coordinates of the opponent's heavy fire.

80 scouts, selected from more than 700 people in the directly subordinate battalion, are already the largest number that Zhao Zhi can bear, but this time he lost one-sixth of it, how could Zhao Zhi not be angry. At this time, Zhao Zhi was scolding his mother, "The goats and machetes of the dog days are too comfortable to live too much, Lao Tzu has these 80 baby bumps in his hands, and he was killed by the Japanese army at once, more than a dozen" Zhao Zhi cried and kicked towards a big tree with a sad face, Yan Shijun and they faced each other, no one dared to come forward to comfort, Zhao Zhi is a violent temper, but his temper comes and goes quickly, as long as no one pays attention to him, it will pass in a while.

Sure enough, after Zhao Zhi vented fiercely at the big tree, he began to have the hippie smiling expression of the past, "Dog, you go and call Lao Cannon and Long Hair to come over, Lao Tzu's brother can't die in vain, let's send some gifts to the Japanese army, we can't let them chase too comfortably" Zhao Zhi began to chase the Japanese troops in the back again. It's been a few days since I entered the mountain, and I'm always chasing hundreds of people behind me, what's going on, Zhao Zhi decided to close the net, even if he can't completely annihilate this group of chasing soldiers, then he will cripple them and be afraid.

"Changmao, you take some people to bury explosives on both sides of this ravine, use up all our explosives, and bury them all," Zhao Zhi pointed to the gentle slopes on both sides of the ravine and said hatefully. This ravine was specially selected by Zhao Zhi after wandering around for a few days, in order to fight the ambush of the Japanese pursuing troops, the ravine is not deep, and the gentle slope on both sides is only less than 10 meters of drop, but such a drop is enough for Zhao Zhi. When he set off, Zhao Zhi ordered all the people in the battalion to bring a piece of high explosives, and when they were airdropped, a lot of explosives came, which were enough for long hair.

"Old artillery, divide your bazooka and grenadier canisters into two batches, you and Huang Mao each take half to block the front and rear of the Japanese army, after the explosives explode, you have to use rockets and grenades to suppress the enemy's heavy firepower, and don't let their heavy firepower have a chance to fight" There are now no less than 20 bazookas and a batch of Japanese-style 50 grenadiers in the battalion, after such a long-range bombardment force strikes, Zhao Zhi does not know what strength the Japanese army can have to fight with him.

"Mantou, you go and gather the 100 submachine gunners, and when you hear my order, you rush directly into the ravine, sweep the inside of the ravine with a set of fire, and Lao Tzu will personally take them to set off" After raising in Leduo for a long time, Zhao Zhi's sleeping thirst for killing began to be a little nervous, no matter what, he must go to this fire charge in person. In order to be able to go into battle in person, Zhao Zhi had already coaxed Yuan Qingqing and Linda to go to the ambulance station of the rear team, and the guys standing in front of him naturally did not dare to persuade him, and the military boots on Zhao Zhi's feet were really painful when they kicked on the buttocks.

One by one, the officers received orders from Zhao Zhi, and the soldiers of the directly subordinate battalion were taken away from here by the officers, and they went to do their own preparations, and only a few snipers and the 100 submachine gunners left by Zhao Zhi's side were left by Zhao Zhi's side, and Yan Shijun and the dog were guarding Zhao Zhi with guns. These young officers only obeyed Zhao Zhi's orders, even the oldest uncle could not summon them, even if they were reprimanded by Zhao Zhi, they still went their own way, and in the end Zhao Zhi had no choice but to let them go.

For Zhao Zhi and the doglegs, this is the most special thing about the direct battalion, only by forming a group, the brothers have the capital to settle down, but there are also people who oppose it, such as Edward. He didn't doubt the kind of friendship between Zhao Zhi and the doglegs that transcended life and death, but because Zhao Zhi's position in the hearts of the officers was too strong, so strong that Zhao Zhi's orders in the directly subordinate battalion were more effective than the headquarters, and a large part of the people in the direct battalion were already blindly obedient to Zhao Zhi, they only knew Zhao Zhi and the battalion directly under him, but they didn't know the expeditionary force and the headquarters. If one day Zhao Zhi is transferred out of the battalion directly under him, then this unit, which is known as the strongest mountain company, will be abolished, and the officers will be depressed and disintegrated because of Zhao Zhi's departure, and they will even fight to set up another mountain.

Zhao Zhi naturally knew about Edward's worries, so he would intentionally or unintentionally choose a successor among the young officers, and the most prominent one at the moment was Yan Shijun, who was also the person who was the favorite of Uncle Guo. Zhao Zhi knew the truth of the big move, so he would always negotiate conditions with the headquarters, and try his best to portray himself as a person who likes to take advantage of small advantages, so that the headquarters felt that as long as he pinched the material supply of the directly subordinate battalion, he could master Zhao Zhi and the directly subordinate battalion.

Zhao Zhi is no longer the young second lieutenant officer who has just come out of the officer training class, he has experienced life and death several times, and he has long since turned into an iron-blooded soldier, a major officer who controls the life and death of hundreds of people. The counteroffensive against Burma will end sooner or later, and the final battlefield will have to be in China, so Zhao Zhihe's direct battalion must choose to take sides. This is a question that Zhao Zhi and the doglegs have been deliberately avoiding, but the reality is like this, if Zhao Zhi can't make up his mind before the expeditionary force is transferred back to the country to resist the war, then what awaits them is just a paper order, and everyone will return to their former cannon fodder careers and become victims in the struggle for power and profit of the military bosses.

Therefore, Zhao Zhi will try his best to fight for this action to return to the Western Yunnan Expeditionary Force, not for anything else, but to leave a good impression on the military bosses and find a way out for his brothers. As long as the directly subordinate battalion can be brilliant, it will naturally be looked at by the bigwigs, and when dealing with the directly subordinate battalion in the future, the combat power of the directly subordinate battalion will always be taken into account, and they will not be sent to death as cannon fodder. Thousands of miles to fight, Zhao Zhi is gambling, betting on himself and hundreds of people, as long as he and his direct battalion can appear on the side of the Nu River in early May, it will be a victory, and at least there will be bigwigs who will remember the direct battalion.

"Sir, news came from the scouts on the back road, the pursuing Japanese army is only two hills away from us, and it will take about three or four hours to get here" Yan Shijun walked over with a cold face and whispered a few words to Zhao Zhi. Zhao Zhi formulated this ambush plan, Yan Shijun has participated in it from beginning to end, he is still used to seeing Zhao Zhi play cards according to common sense, and he is also shocked by Zhao Zhi's generosity, the explosives planted by Long Hair They are not a few kilograms, more than a dozen kilograms, that is all the explosives in the direct battalion, adding up to almost thousands of kilograms, if this bursts, it is enough to raze this ravine to the ground.

Obviously, Zhao Zhi also thought of this problem, "Dog, use the walkie-talkie to contact the officers of each team, ask them to ask Changmao, see how big the scope of the explosion is, withdraw the troops to a safe place first, and then lean over after the explosion" Zhao Zhi paced a few steps in place, and also gave the dog an order with some concern. Long hair's ability to fiddle with explosives is not something Zhao Zhi has to worry about, he is just worried that after the explosives explode, it will cause trouble to the old cannon and Edward's long-range bombardment, once the bazooka and grenadiers cannot exert their due power, then he has to take the submachine gunners to the top of the hard top. ~