Wang Tian, who was full of snot and tears, was carried in by the dog and fell to the ground vigorously, but Wang Tian, who was submissive, just lay on the ground and didn't dare to stand up. Urban." Is that what you kid shot me just now? Obviously, Wang Tian's submissive appearance disappointed Zhao Zhi. If it gets out, Zhao Zhi was shot by such a thing, wouldn't Zhao Zhi's face be lost.

"Sir, I really didn't mean to?" Wang Tian cried like a tearful man, his face was full of snot and tears, and his expression was extremely aggrieved. Zhao Zhi was also amused by the expression on Wang Tian's face, and scolded with a smile, "You kid shot Lao Tzu for nothing, and I wronged you" The people standing next to him also laughed, but the dog laughed a little evilly. Seeing that Zhao Zhi didn't have any major problems, Yuan Qingqing and Linda left him behind and went to take care of the other wounded soldiers.

The Mitsui squadron attacked several times in a row, but they were all blocked by Zhao Zhi and others, although the casualties were not small, but the Japanese army did not have any concealment on the attack route, and the casualties were greater than those of the advance battalion. Seeing that several attacks were ineffective, Mitsui ordered the troops to retreat, temporarily camped at the foot of the mountain, dug a trench to surround the mountain, and waited for tomorrow to attack again.

Zhao Zhi naturally would not let the Japanese army wait for dawn comfortably, and the rested old artillery took the Bazooka team to carry a few bazookas, and had quietly sneaked to the flank of the Japanese army and lurked. The scout squads of goats and machetes jumped far beyond the Japanese line and jumped to the rear of the Japanese army, where they had to determine whether the Japanese still had reinforcements and blocked the Japanese rear. Now there are less than 100 soldiers of the advance battalion in the main position opposite the Japanese army, and they almost look like they are waiting for the Japanese army to capture the position.

Among the airdropped materials were American-style mines specially requested by Zhao Zhi, which were originally intended to be used to blockade the plains in front of the mountain pass, but now they happened to entertain the Aoki squadron first. Long Fur took a dozen sappers from the engineer battalion and worked for a while, laying minefields around the trenches, waiting for the Japanese to attack.

It was finally dawn, it was a good day, the sun was piercing the clouds and mist, the Japanese army was already having breakfast, but Zhao Zhi's position was silent and there was no movement. "Let's start" Mitsui waved his hand, and half of the Japanese squad pulled away from the skirmish line and began a tentative attack. Mitsui needed Zhao Zhi to expose the firing point in the mid-mountain position to guide the artillery to bombard the target, and Mitsui was very confident in his artillery team.

As soon as the second lieutenant who led the "kill to give" team drew his command knife, the Japanese squad ran quickly, and the formation was very open, so that the casualties would not be too great. 300 meters, 200 meters, 180 meters, has not been attacked, the Japanese squad began to have some doubts. "Rush up, rush up" No matter how much, the second lieutenant waved his command knife and commanded the acceleration of the Japanese army. 150 meters later, there began to be sporadic gunfire on the opposite side, it was rifles, and the dull gunshots rang out, and every time a Japanese soldier fell.

It's 100 meters, only 100 meters from the trench on the opposite side, and it's already within the range of the 38 rifle. Experienced Japanese soldiers were far superior to the expeditionary force in marksmanship at this range. "Hidden, hidden" With the shouts of the Japanese second lieutenant, the Japanese soldiers fell to the ground in unison. "Woo", "Ah", "What?" The Japanese soldiers who were lying on their stomachs let out a shout, and the second lieutenant plucked a wooden thorn from his chest. There were hundreds of wooden thorns stuck in this area where the Japanese army was lying down, "Do the people of China want to use such a thing to block the advance of the Imperial Japanese Army?" What an idiot's idea" the second lieutenant casually threw a wooden thorn in his hand, his words full of disdain for the expeditionary force. In his opinion, this is just the guys on the other side trying to delay the attack of the Japanese army, and a few wooden thorns are just a joke.

"Dog's day's trick, there's a good show to watch now," the long-haired man who put down his binoculars shouted excitedly in the trenches. Those wooden thorns were secretly buried by idle long-haired people taking advantage of the night, and the wooden thorns were coated with snake venom with machetes, and the unsuspecting Japanese soldiers were still stricken.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the second lieutenant commanded the Japanese troops to start shooting alternately covering fire, slowly crawling towards the opposite trench. Dirt splattered on the outer edge of the trench where the bullets had hit, but no one got up to fight back. The dull gunfire on the opposite side still stopped early, which made the crawling Japanese soldiers feel much more relaxed. Something was wrong, and the second lieutenant turned around and glanced at his troops, and there were more than a dozen soldiers lying on the ground motionless. The second lieutenant himself was dizzy, his eyes were blurry, and his body seemed to be getting colder and colder.

No, one of the soldiers next to the second lieutenant began to bleed from his mouth and nose, rubbing more and more, until the soldier was also lying on the ground motionless. What's wrong? What's wrong? The second lieutenant saw that more and more soldiers in his squad were not moving, and more than half of the soldiers were no longer moving, almost all of them were bleeding from the mouth and nose. There are still less than 50 meters from the trench, and such a distance can only be rushed into the trench in a short period of ten seconds. "Rush over, rush over" The second lieutenant took a deep breath and shouted violently, "Plop" The Japanese second lieutenant had just gotten up to take the lead in the charge, and only ran out a few steps before he fell to the ground, also bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Only a dozen lucky Japanese soldiers rushed to the outer edge of the trench and were lucky enough to see the black muzzle of the hole in the trench. Seeing the muzzle of the gun facing him, the pupils of a Japanese soldier running at the front shrank sharply to the size of a needle's eye, "Hidden, hidden" The Japanese soldier hurriedly shouted, wanting to turn around and jump down the outer edge of the trench. But it was too late, and dozens of submachine guns poked out of the trenches, and the muzzles of the guns were already aimed at the dozen lucky Japanese soldiers. "Da Da" 10 meters, only 10 meters, this is the distance between the Japanese soldiers running and the trench. At such a distance, with such a dense range of submachine gun bullets, the Japanese soldiers had no place to hide.

More than a dozen guns flashed, and the rain of bullets covered the Japanese soldiers outside the trench, poof, poof, poof, puff The bodies of the Japanese soldiers rose one after another with blood mist. The submachine gun bullets were not enough to shatter the human body, but the dense rain of bullets still sent several Japanese soldiers flying into the air, and the distance of 10 meters was too close. More than a dozen submachine guns emptied a magazine, and there were no more Japanese troops outside the trench who could still breathe. The thick blood in the air had not yet dissipated, the bullet holes on the corpses of the Japanese soldiers were still smoking and blood, the gunfire stopped, and there was no movement on both sides.

The guys on Zhao Zhi's side stopped shooting and withdrew to the second trench to drill the anti-artillery hole, and they fought with the Japanese army in the country, and they all knew that the Japanese army would shell immediately, so it was better to hide in the anti-artillery hole. Mitsui on the opposite side was stunned by the annihilation of the Japanese squad, once upon a time, the 18th Division became so vulnerable, just a few minutes, a full Japanese squad turned into a corpse. Mitsui's chest was stuffy for a while, and his head began to be dizzy, and the military doctor said that Mitsui had a problem with his blood pressure and couldn't move, but he was now angry.

"Shelling" With Mitsui's consent, the Japanese concentrated all their long-range firepower and began to bombard the trenches, which was at least twice as strong as last night's. The entire section of the trench was blown up, and the smoke of gunpowder covered the entire front slope, so the Japanese did not stop the shelling. "Your Excellency Nakasa, there are not many shells, and you can still fight for 20 minutes" The commander of the artillery team found Mitsui, and once the shells were finished, they would not be able to provide artillery support for the attacking Japanese troops.

The rumbling cannon sounded, and the smoke of gunpowder rose from Zhao Zhi's position, and even the sunlight was blocked. Mitsui shelled half of the base, but there was no reaction at all from the half-mountain position on the opposite side, and there was no figure fleeing in a panic. "Nani?" Mitsui, who received the report, was also confused, and there were no more people on the position? Looking through the binoculars, there was no movement, and Mitsui didn't believe that the artillery fire just now had killed all the people on the position. "Servant Army Advance" Mitsui waved his hand, and 300 Burmese servant soldiers were pressed by a small squad of Japanese warlords with rifles, and the black pressure rushed to the mid-mountain position.

The Burmese have always been oppressed by the British, and after the Japanese army came to Burma, they have always claimed to be there to rescue the Burmese. The Burmese had long hated the British, and the expeditionary force that helped the British naturally became the enemy of the Burmese. Since the Japanese army entered Burma, it has been attracting some Burmese leaders and nobles, claiming that it is to rescue the Burmese who were oppressed by the British, and providing weapons and military instructors to help the Burmese form a lot of troops. Most of these Burmese troops served as subordinate servants of the Japanese troops stationed throughout Burma, leading the way and spying on intelligence. When the expeditionary force entered Burma last year, it hired a lot of Burmese locals as translators and guides, including many Burmese spies who served the Japanese army.

300 Burmese servants rushed up the trenches in the middle of the mountain, and the positions had been blown into a mess by artillery shells, but they were not met with any counterattack, and there were no defending soldiers in sight. The soldiers that Zhao Zhi left to defend in the middle of the mountain had already withdrawn along the trench to the top of the mountain, where there was also a trench, which was even stronger and steeper than the trench built in the middle of the mountain. Mitsui's number is much more than Zhao Zhi's, Zhao Zhi doesn't dare to fight hard, he wants to use the terrain little by little to consume Mitsui's troops.

When the servant army was still stupid in the messy position in the middle of the mountain, the mine planted by the long-haired leader exploded, and the long-haired man hiding in the underground cement bunker covered his ears and only scolded his mother. He did not expect that the power of the American-style mines was so great, the cement bunker was more than 100 meters away from the mid-mountain position, and the explosion still shook the long hairy chest and buzzing head in the bunker. Mitsui didn't expect Zhao Zhi to come to this point, and the scattered mid-mountain positions that had been bombarded by artillery bombardment were once again shrouded in gunsmoke and flames.

A small squad of Japanese soldiers and 300 Burmese servants were completely wrapped in flames that suddenly burst out from the ground, and they didn't notice it at all. Rumbling explosions rang out continuously, and large balls of flames burst out from the ground, shrapnel flew sideways, flesh and blood were blurred, and corpses were everywhere. This time it happened too suddenly, and the guys who had just rushed to the mid-mountain position were still immersed in the joy of capturing the position, but they did not expect that the situation had changed, a fatal change.

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