Zhao Zhi looked at the corpses of the Japanese scouts on the ground irritably, after they shook off the routs, they had already encountered small groups of Japanese troops twice. It seems that all the Japanese troops smelled the smell of the expeditionary force and moved closer here, and if this continues, Zhao Zhi and they will be tired to death.

"It's the 18th Division" goat skillfully took out an identity tag from the armpit of the Japanese corpse, and Xiucai translated the Japanese on the sign.

"Let's leave this road and follow its direction to see if we can avoid the Japanese army" Zhao Zhi beckoned everyone to speed up their march, and the corpses of the Japanese scouts were thrown into the bushes. The crowd followed the direction of the roadbed into the woods, and far followed the direction of the main road, in the direction of the Nu River.

The speed of the procession was very fast, and at noon, the team entered a large area of ancient forest. The trees are very tall, and there are no long branches below ten meters. In this way, everyone felt that their horizons were much broader, and the vanguard could open the way without machetes.

The rapid birdsong sounded, and all the people immediately lay down and hidden, which was the code of Zhao Zhi and the scouts, and they learned birdsong when they found out about the situation. Zhao Zhi rushed to the front with a few dog legs, and saw a figure squatting in a nest of long grass dozens of meters away. Zhao Zhi looked through the binoculars, it turned out to be a machete, and he was squatting motionless in the long grass, not knowing what he was doing.

Zhao Zhi beat a drum in his heart, and led the dogs to scatter and detour, and leaned towards the position of the machete. The machete has grown up in the mountains since he was a child, and he is familiar with the life of the mountains, so he shouldn't be frightened by wild beasts, and he won't encounter any danger, right? Everyone with questions slowly leaned up, and they all arrived at the machete, but the kid still didn't say a word, just made a quiet gesture, and let everyone follow his line of sight.

Oh my God, in front of the machete's line of sight was a depression, and in the center of the depression was a village. It was very quiet in the woods, and everyone was lying on the ground, observing the village. It is said that it is a village, but in fact it is nothing more than a thatched hut made of a few logs and long grass, and there are about a dozen of them. Flat-topped, round, and none of these houses are very big. The houses were not too far from each other, and there were animal skins and other things hanging on the walls outside the house, which looked like a village.

Zhao Zhi decided to go into the village to have a look, and waved his hand with a machete, indicating that he was the first to go in and asked everyone to follow him. The doglegs followed the machete and sneaked towards the village, and as soon as they touched the outskirts of the village, the goat whispered, "Hell, why is there no movement in this village?" ”

Zhao Zhi stopped when he heard this, listened attentively, and let the dogs around him scatter and be on guard. The doglegs are veterans and know what to do. Everyone pulled out of the stragglers, used the wooden stakes outside the thatched hut as cover, and slowly touched the village. The machete of the vanguard had already circled around the small village at this time, and when he saw that everyone was still sneaking in cautiously, he shouted "There is no one in the village, don't be so careful"

"No one?" The old cannon threw his rifle on his back, entered the village on his two long legs, and in a few minutes he had turned the village around. "It's really no one" Lao Pao scratched his head and said very depressedly, Zhao Zhi and they had just approached the first thatched hut, and Lao Pao had already run back and forth in the village.

Zhao Zhi waved his hand, and everyone scattered in twos and threes, ready to inspect all the thatched huts. The machete came out of a thatched hut, and called out to Zhao Zhi in a strange voice, "Sir, come and see" The machete pointed at the back wall of the thatched hut, "There is a big hole here, as if it was knocked open from the outside by something"

The hut did have a large hole in the back wall, with broken wood chips and thatch scattered all over the floor. Zhao Zhi looked at the big hole and said nothing, and the self-proclaimed well-informed uncle was also deeply puzzled, the big hole in the wall was destroyed by external forces, and the direction was from the outside to the inside. But there is not a single living creature in the whole village, and there is not a single blood stain on the ground, which is too weird, right?

Standing in the open space in the middle of the village, everyone gathered the results of their search. A breeze blew, and the machete sniffed, and his face changed, "No, where is this the smell?" ”

By this time, everyone had already smelled it, and the stench was blown by the wind. Soon the machete pointed in one direction, "the wind is blowing from that side" and a group of people touched it in the direction where the wind was blowing. For the sudden stench, these guys who have been in contact with death all day, especially Zhao Zhi, are particularly familiar with it, which is the stench of rotting corpses.

Soon, in a large pit not far behind the village, Zhao Zhi and the others saw dozens of corpses. The corpses were already decomposed, but judging by the simple cloth ornaments on the corpses, they were all Burmese natives. Zhao Zhi looked at the corpses of these natives, and felt very strange in his heart, this is already the hinterland of the Savage Mountain, who will come to kill some natives? Is it a tribal strife?

Lang Zhong pointed to the corpse of a native in the pit, "You see, the foot of this corpse should have been blown up, and only half of the foot remained" Long Hair, who was born as a sapper, looked at the corpse of the native and said, "It was blown up, but it seems to be a grenade." If it was a mine or a shell, his whole leg would be gone. The wounds on his body should also be caused by shrapnel from the grenade," Long Hair explained his opinion to everyone with a seriousness that he had never seen before.

"Don't talk about it, there's no sign of an explosion in the village at all," the old cannon retorted to Long Hair, who had been very fond of carrying it with Long Hair lately, and he was enjoying it.

Who knew that Longhair didn't quarrel with the old cannon, but just shook his head, "Impossible, I'm a sapper, I'm too familiar with the injuries caused by explosions." The injuries on his body were caused by the explosion, and he can't be wrong."

Zhao Zhi glanced at the corpses a few more times and looked at the machete, "Are there any other abnormalities in the village?" The machete shook his head inexplicably. Zhao Zhi called everyone, "Everyone is divided into two teams, one team with machetes and one team with goats." Search the sides of the village for 2 miles and gather here in 1 hour. Remember that when you encounter danger, you will withdraw, and if you can't do it, you will fire a gun to report the news" Now this situation is just like this, everyone is divided into two teams according to the arrangement, and groped and searched into the mountains and forests. There are many dangers in the primeval forest, and any carelessness will kill people. Especially now that he is in the territory of the natives, Zhao Zhi does not want to be in danger of being hidden in the shadows, so he wants the life of his brother.

After waiting in place for less than an hour, a small sound sounded in the distance, as if something was coming. Zhao Zhi and several of them immediately stood on guard and raised their guns to aim, for fear that there would be any unexpected danger. A steel helmet came into everyone's sight first, it turned out that the machete line was back, and it didn't take much effort, and the goat team also returned. There was a false alarm, and the search went far away, but no anomalies were found.

"Let's go, it's still early, let's go forward" Zhao Zhi looked at the slightly strange village in front of him, and decided to move on. They walked a long way in silence, and everyone had a nervous look on their faces. Because the artemisia grass in front of me is getting taller and taller, the longest one is more than 2 meters high, and the whole person can't see his head when he goes in. The trees are also taller than the other, and the thick canopy is like a giant umbrella, blocking the entire forest from the wind. The humidity and heat in the jungle were breathless, and several frail female soldiers had fainted several times.

After walking for a while, Zhao Zhi decided to rest for a while and let the rich man boil some chili water to drive away the dampness and heat for everyone. The chili peppers and ginger were still captured in the Japanese supply depots, and the rich man kept them as if they had been treasured, but every day when he camped, he boiled some chili water or ginger soup for the infirm to take a few sips.

The guard post was still released, and there was no room for sloppiness in the jungle, and Zhao Zhi didn't want to lose the lives of his brothers because of a small mistake. Several female soldiers accompanied them to look for edible mushrooms under the big tree, which was also one of Zhao Zhi's foods. Every time, the female soldiers picked a bunch of mushrooms and wild vegetables, and anyway, they waited for the machete to check before they got out of the pot, but there was no accident.

"Be careful" The alarm signal came from the guard on the left side, and everything happened too suddenly. The sentry's gun on the left had gone off, and everyone reflexively raised their guns, and the female soldiers withdrew. The rich man is in a hurry to pack up his things and prepare to retreat at any time. The sentry buffalo came out of the grass on the left side in embarrassment, and fell down in front of Zhao Zhi, "Be careful of wild boars, there are wild boars"

When the rotten people heard the word wild boar, their eyes showed a look like a hungry wolf, and the only remaining cans of the rich man were reserved for the wounded and weak female soldiers, and everyone had not tasted meat for a long time. It is not surprising that a beast appears in such a place, and in the eyes of the rotten people, it is just meat delivered to the door. Zhao Zhi beckoned the dog-legged people to float a giant tree and set up a human ladder to observe condescendingly. "Coming, coming, following behind the hairy head," the long-haired man at the top of the ladder kept reporting the boar's position.

The long grass on the left side of the camp was parted, and the little man ran out, followed by a wild boar. Zhao Zhi and the rotten people were startled when they saw the wild boar, this wild boar was a little scary. It is estimated that he is taller than Zhao Zhi, and the two fangs on the side of his mouth are long, like two long knives, cutting down a piece of the long grass on the side of his mouth.

The frightened people in the camp turned on their backs, and there were people running and hiding everywhere. The goat, who had hunting experience, raised his gun and aimed at the wild boar, and kept shouting the running Maotou, "Maotou, don't run in a straight line, circle around the tree, and slowly lead to me."

The panting hairy head ran desperately around a few trees, and only scolded the wild boar in his mouth, "Why are you just chasing me on a dog day, there are so many people next to you." Goat, kill this guy, I can't run, hurry up."

Seeing the hairy head that couldn't run, Zhao Zhi was anxious, and yelled directly at the stupid rotten people, "Then they are all dead people?" Raise the gun, aim for me to hit" As soon as Zhao Zhi's words fell, the goat's gun rang out, and only one shot hit one of the wild boar's front legs. The Zhongzheng rifle bullet directly broke one of the boar's front legs, and the boar fell to its knees, screaming and struggling. The machete, who hurried back, organized the move that everyone wanted to come forward to watch "The wild boar is pretended, don't lean over, shoot directly"

The wild boar, who had been spotted by the machete, rolled over and got up, turned around and prepared to run. How can the hungry rotten people let it escape, a group of people rushed up, and the guns were scattered, and no matter how big the wild boar was, it couldn't carry the bullets. The entire wild boar's head had been beaten to pieces by the rotten people, and Zhao Zhi, who was not at ease, actually used a pistol to shoot the wild boar's stomach twice.

"Holy shit, you can't hit anywhere else, the good fangs have been broken" The wealthy uncle looked at the wild boar's fangs that had been broken by the bullet, and scolded the rotten people who shot in distress.