The thatch swung lightly a few times, and the muzzle of a black hole slowly poked out of the thatch. In the crosshair was a Japanese soldier Shaozo, and the muzzle of the gun moved with Shaozuo's head. This was a Japanese machine gun position set up on the slope of the mountain, and a Japanese soldier with more than 20 Japanese soldiers and two heavy machine guns guarded the hillside and the road below.

Zhao Zhi and the others continued to walk in the jungle for two days before they got out of the jungle, and as soon as they got out of the jungle, they were blocked here by the Japanese army halfway up the hill in front. Uncle Guo has been targeting the Japanese soldier for a long time, but Zhao Zhi has not given the order for a long time. Zhao Zhi's machine gun position in the grass nest where they were hiding was still nearly 300 meters, and once they attacked hard, their 60 people were not enough for the Japanese army to play. Zhao Zhi decided to wait until the evening, maybe under the cover of night, there would be fewer casualties.

Zhao Zhiyi, who was holding the binoculars back, raised his foot and kicked Lao Pao's buttocks, "You shit, every day and Zhao Yan are greasy and crooked, are you disgusting?" Roll over to Lao Tzu."

"Damn, aren't you also tired of talking with your aunt and grandmother every day, and you still say Lao Tzu" The old cannon muttered and followed Zhao Zhi, and got together with the goat.

Zhao Zhi took a branch and gestured on the ground, "This is the hillside, this is the machine gun position, at least 300 meters away from us, so we can't attack hard." In the middle of the night today, let's touch it first, and get close to 100 meters away and lurk. I took the goat and the machete and made a detour back to the top of the hill and attacked down at daybreak. Uncle Guo's riflemen fire support, the grenadiers of the old guns do long-range support, and when they hear our gunfire, they start attacking, but they are not allowed to charge"

"Ball, little white face, just your clumsy two hits, forget it," Lao Pao continued his arrogance, squinting at Zhao Zhi with extremely arrogant eyes, with a look of contempt.

"That's it, don't be embarrassed," he pulled out the long hair of his ears with a straw pole, and lazily echoed the old cannon's words.

"I have enough men," the goat turned to his scout, machete pretending not to hear, his head bowed and churning through his backpack, not knowing what he was doing.

Zhao Zhi didn't speak, just spread out a military blanket on the ground, took his pistol and put it on the military blanket. Looking at the inquiring eyes of the dogs, Zhao Zhi smiled slightly and motioned for everyone to wait. With a dazzling movement, Zhao Zhi disassembled the pistol into parts, quickly assembled it, and then looked at everyone proudly.

"That's it, I can too" Longhair pouted, continuing to pluck his ears.

Kicking a ball of grass on the ground to the long hair, Zhao Zhilao blushed and said, "Sneaking under the nose of the Japanese army, there are too many things to bring, and there will be collisions and sounds." Goats and machetes can use knives, we only have my pistol at the moment, who will I go, whose pistol is more accurate than mine? Seeing that Yuan Qingqing wanted to open his mouth to speak, Zhao Zhi waved his hand resolutely, "It's so decided, you are not allowed to light a fire to cook, everyone will gnaw some salted meat to deal with it first." After eating and sleeping, recharge your energy"

Uncle Guo held his sniper rifle and arched to Zhao Zhi, who closed his eyes and recuperated, and taught Zhao Zhi a very dissatisfied lesson, "What are you thinking in your head?" At most, let's not fight, let's go around a few more hills. If something happens to you, who can control these guys, you see if you can."

Zhao Zhi gritted his teeth, "Uncle Guo, Qingqing asked you to come, right?" Do you know the difference between a sheep leading a flock of lions and a lion leading a flock of sheep? The current situation does not allow me to be a sheep, and I promised my brothers that I would take you home, so I must learn to be a lion. He patted Uncle Guo on the shoulder and whispered, "Once something happens, you have to ensure the safety of Ma Jiang and Da Confused, one of them is familiar with the terrain, and the other knows the Burmese language." Then there are Shucai and Wrench, both of whom are Japanese. You have to make sure that you keep the four of them first, all the same conditions, and this is the guarantee that the brothers will return home."

Zhao Zhi's words that were similar to arranging the aftermath made it difficult for Uncle Guo to accept, especially when Zhao Zhi said this, his face was extremely calm, as if it was as plain as a usual chat. I took out a small leather bag and stuffed it to Uncle Guo, "This is the map of our hidden gold, you put it away, don't lose it, there is your pension money in it" Uncle Guo immediately took out the leather bag and threw it back to Zhao Zhi as if he had been stung by a scorpion, and scolded Zhao Zhi viciously in his mouth, "Little white face on dog days, what do you want to do?" Believe it or not, Lao Tzu tied you up now"

The corners of Zhao Zhi's mouth curled up strangely, and he gestured behind Uncle Guo. The steamed bun that had been waiting for a long time with two little dog legs pounced on Uncle Guo and tied it firmly, and stuffed a rag in his mouth. Looking apologetically at Uncle Guo who was staring desperately in the grass nest, Zhao Zhi lifted the excess equipment on his body, and instructed the steamed buns to let go of Uncle Guo only when he heard the gunshots at dawn.

In the night, looking at the sleeping Yuan Qingqing, Zhao Zhi waved his hand, and the goat and machete followed him and disappeared into the vast night. The goat and the machete only brought two mountain knives each, while Zhao Zhi had an extra pistol and two magazines, they were melee sneak attacks, and they brought more things, which would affect the speed of their attacks.

At a distance of 300 meters, it took the three of them nearly 2 hours, moving slowly almost inch by inch. Although he was covered with thatch, Zhao Zhi was still very careful, not wanting to lose this good opportunity to sneak because of the underestimation of the enemy. After a long dive, Zhao Zhi and the others finally came to a place less than 30 meters outside the Japanese position. The Japanese had apparently let their guard down in the middle of the night, there were no fires or barriers outside the trenches, and only a sentry dozing off behind sandbags.

The goat nodded slightly at Zhao Zhi, indicating that he had not found a secret sentry, and the machete quietly approached the sentry like a raccoon cat. Hunting sentries is obviously something that Zhao Zhi can't do, hunting targets with cold weapons requires the hunter to be proficient in using knives, as well as having super arm strength and calmness. Obviously, Zhao Zhi is not good at these things.

The machete was already lying on the outside of the sandbag, less than three meters away from the Japanese sentry. The machete paused slightly, drew his dagger, and swooped into the sandbag bunker with a few sharp steps. The left hand covered his mouth, and the dagger in his right hand pierced the neck of the Japanese sentry, and the dagger pierced into the neck went to the side, and the neck of the Japanese sentry was immediately cut in half by the sharp dagger. A large amount of blood loss and lack of oxygen in the brain caused the Japanese sentry to quickly lose his physical strength, and he struggled to bounce on his legs a few times, and then completely immobilized.

By the time Zhao Zhi and the goat climbed into the bunker, the sentry had been dragged aside with a machete, and he was still covered with a Japanese military uniform, but the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The goat poked its head out and looked into the trench, and gestured to Zhao Zhi: There were five Japanese soldiers in the trench, and the others did not see it. Zhao Zhi gestured and asked the goat to see if there were any facilities such as tunnel anti-artillery holes in the trench.

After careful observation by the three of them, they really found four anti-artillery holes in the circular trenches of the Japanese army, and it is estimated that the Japanese soldiers slept in those anti-artillery holes. Zhao Zhi and they only had three people, but the Japanese army was divided into four places to sleep, once the Japanese army found out about Zhao Zhi and them. Zhao Zhi, who does not have an advantage in numbers, will be in danger.

The machete touched Zhao Zhi, handed him two grenades, and gestured in his hand. The machete meant that he and the goat first killed the five Japanese soldiers in the trench, and then used the grenade to cleanly kill the Japanese soldiers in the anti-artillery hole. That's right, Zhao Zhi suddenly realized that Zhao Zhi had always fallen into a misunderstanding. He always wanted to annihilate the Japanese army without being discovered by the Japanese army, but obviously this was impossible. Now that he has entered the position of the Japanese army, it is time to use the superior firepower to wait for work, Zhao Zhi secretly laughed that he was pedantic.

Of the five Japanese soldiers in the trench, Zhao Zhi dealt with one, two goats and two machetes, and after Zhao Zhi solved his goal, he would go to help the other two. Glancing at each other, Zhao Zhi raised his machete, nodded violently, and the three of them jumped into the trench in unison. "Poof" Zhao Zhi learned the way the machete had just been, and stabbed the knife in his hand into the neck of the Japanese soldier, and the blood splattered Zhao Zhi's head, and he was disgusted. Can't vomit, Zhao Zhi suppressed his nausea, and slashed the knife down the side. The Japanese soldier who was stabbed by Zhao Zhi opened his eyes, looked at the person in front of him in horror, and desperately wanted to scratch with both hands. But how could Zhao Zhi let him succeed. He pulled out the knife and plunged into the abdomen of the Japanese soldier, stirring the handle of the knife vigorously until the Japanese soldier below him stopped twitching his body. The frightened eyes of the Japanese army before they died did not make Zhao Zhi afraid, on the contrary, Zhao Zhi's eyes were already covered with a layer of blood red. Taking a few deep breaths of the bloody breath in the air, Zhao Zhi felt very happy, and the hand holding the knife seemed to have a little more strength.

The goat and the machete had each successfully solved a target at this time, and only two Japanese soldiers were left in the trench, and the sleeping turnip heads did not know that their companions had gone to see Amaterasu. "Poof" "poof" goats and machetes are much more elaborate than Zhao Zhi, they just covered their mouths, stabbed the dagger into the heart of the Japanese soldiers, and then turned the handle of the knife hard. This is neither fast nor smells too bloody, unlike Zhao Zhi, who is covered in blood everywhere and is a butcher alive.

After searching the corpses of the Japanese soldiers, twelve grenades were found, just three in each anti-artillery hole, which was enough to kill the Japanese soldiers inside. After distributing the grenade, Zhao Zhi suddenly remembered something. These Japanese troops are stationed here, what do they eat? There must be food storage points for them in these four anti-artillery holes, and when the grenade explodes, isn't it all destroyed? And there's ammunition and stuff like that. Zhao Zhi gestured to let the machete go to the outside of the trench to light a torch, beckoned the dogs of the rear team to come up, and as long as there were enough people, they rushed into the anti-artillery hole.

The torches burning in the dark night were very conspicuous, the torches whirred in circles, and more than a dozen figures appeared in the grass more than 100 meters outside the trench, which were the guys of the scout team. The doglegs held their guns and cautiously marched towards the trench, getting closer and closer, and the first kid could already touch the sandbag bunker. One of the scouts who had just slipped into the trench kicked over an empty canning box, and in the dark night, it was no less than a thunderclap, and everyone was stunned, and they all squatted down and listened to the movement.