The scouts hid in the grass and retreated, and the dead brothers could not be brought back, but they had to take care of the alive first. The machete slapped the snipers as they swooped them out, signaling them to retreat. The snipers in the scout team were drawn from Uncle Guo, and they were not used to the scouts' tactics of touching the enemy and leaving, and they were still searching for targets in vain with sniper scopes.

"Go, go, it's all foggy, invisible, retreat" The machete got angry, dragging their backpacks one by one, dragging the snipers away. The scouts were very embarrassed to run along the road with the wounded on their backs, and the scouts were all rifles and submachine guns, which could not compete with the Japanese machine guns at all, and the best way was to retreat first. When it was time to actually see the Japanese army, the scouts used the terrain to fight back against the Japanese army.

"Head, the little devil is coming," a scout ran over panting. The fog in the forest has faded a lot, and the sight is much better now than it was before. Looking in the direction the scout pointed, there were already shadows in the fog behind the scouts. It seems that the Japanese army will not stop until they catch up with the machetes.

It can't just be left at that, the machete looked at the brothers who were dragged back, two had already died, and three were seriously wounded, and it was a machine gun that hit them. "The wounded go first, take the prisoner with him," the machete commanded his men, and began to unload a bazooka from the back of one of the scouts. This is Zhao Zhi's request, since receiving the order from the headquarters to start counterattacking the Japanese army, the scout team that went out was ordered by Zhao Zhi to carry Bazooka, otherwise they were not allowed to go out to search.

The scout team of the machete was lost a third of it by a surprise attack by the Japanese, and he could not swallow this breath, just because he had brought Bazooka, and the machete wanted to vent his evil breath before retreating. Seeing that the wounded had been taken away, the machete glared at the remaining 2 scouts, "Reload, let's shoot 2 rounds and then go"

"See how much longer you can follow?" The machete muttered silently, and with a movement of his fingers, he pulled Bazooka's trigger, and a tail flame lit up, and the rocket had already slashed through the fog and rushed to the opposite side. There was a "boom" explosion, a flame lit up, and the wave of air tore through the fog, and in the firelight, you could see several screaming Japanese soldiers, who were dancing and colliding with flames.

"Again, reload" The machete, who was in a good mood, showed a sinister smile on his face, and asked the loader to continue reloading. Another rocket pounced, the flames exploded, and several Japanese soldiers were thrown high and fell heavily. "Go, go" The machete threw Bazooka in his hand towards the scout, and he swept the panicked Japanese soldiers with his submachine gun, and the Japanese soldiers who hit them lay down and hidden.

"Go" The machete reluctantly looked back in the direction of the Japanese army, spat on the ground fiercely, and led the scout to chase the wounded into the jungle. As soon as they left with machetes, the return fire of the Japanese troops on the opposite side came over, and the place where Bazooka had just been fired was densely covered by the dense rain of bullets, and the dense bushes and long grass were instantly cut bald by the rain of bullets.

"Don't look back, go, go" caught up with the scouts who answered, and the machetes only added some bullets, urging the others to retreat. It's not that the machete has great self-holding skills and feels that he is stronger than others, but that in this kind of terrain, there are too many people to use it. It is better to use just a few people to contain the Japanese soldiers, so that the wounded and prisoners can leave safely.

Da machete hit a fan with a submachine gun, and without looking at the result, he led 2 snipers up a small hill on the right. This ridge is the highest place around, and it is best suited for sniper rifles, and the machete does not know how many Japanese troops are behind him, just trying to distract them.

The three of them ran wildly, ignoring the gunfire behind them, and they were all covered by bushes and grass at a height, and the Japanese were simply fighting blindly, a pure waste of bullets. Without waiting for the machete arrangement, the snipers who rushed up the mountain found various shooting positions and occupied the terrain to snipe the Japanese army, which was their specialty.

Pure infantry combat relies on the cooperation of heavy firepower and infantry, and the battle is carried out in one drum. However, this set did not work at all in the mountains and forests, and heavy firepower could not be obtained, so they could only rely on infantry to resist. Moreover, if the Japanese army wants to attack the mountain range, it needs to attack from the back and completely expose itself to the scope of the sniper rifle, which is a nightmare for the Japanese army.

One after another, the Japanese soldiers were knocked down by snipers, and the snipers also adhered to the usual ruthlessness and cunning of the national uncle, and the only thing that could be killed was to hit their legs and bodies. In just a few breaths, the two of them each emptied a bullet bridge, and the mountain was also full of wounded Japanese soldiers.

As long as any Japanese soldiers dared to break out of the fog, they would be hit by the flying bullets, and then lie in the grass under the mountain and moan in pain, just like other Japanese wounded soldiers. The sniper's accurate shooting made the Japanese troops hidden in the fog temporarily stop attacking, and the mountains were temporarily silent, and the wounded Japanese soldiers lying under the mountains also gritted their teeth and did not dare to groan.

Before the snipers could rejoice, several Japanese grenades were thrown over the ridge by grenadiers. One landed next to the stone where the machete was hiding, and the sound of the explosion and the wave of air buzzed in his ears, and the earth splashed by the explosion crumbled high. One of the 2 snipers had already been shot through the chest by a fragment of a grenade, and was spitting blood foam in his mouth, apparently from shrapnel that had penetrated his internal organs.

Snatching the submachine gun from the machete, the sniper reluctantly stuffed his sniper rifle into the machete, "Go, you go, I'll block them" The wounded sniper wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and urged them to leave. The three of them all knew that they couldn't be saved if they were shot through their internal organs, and it was better to go one by one than to die here.

Seeing that the machete and the other sniper were still stunned, the injured sniper was anxious, "go" he shouted at the machete that was still hesitating, "You go, go down the back of the mountain, I will guard here." After a while, the Japanese army came up, and none of them could get out, go" As he spoke, the sniper's mouth opened and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The machete flickered, leaving all the submachine gun magazines on his body, and just nodded and pulled the other sniper to run towards the anticline of the mountain. The machete didn't ask the name of the sniper, it was a reinforcement trained by Roger, and he was not familiar with the doglegs. This is not the time of mother-in-law, for soldiers, the moment they pick up the gun, everyone is facing death, it's just a matter of who comes first and who comes last.

The Japanese army attacking the mountain ridge had at least one squad, plus the Burmese puppet army, with a total number of about 150 people, which was not something that a scout team with machetes could eat. If there is a cheap fight, it will be fought to the death, and if the force cannot be defeated, it will be withdrawn, this is Zhao Zhi's summary of the master's tactics, and it is very good for the direct company whose number is slightly stronger. The doglegs have followed Zhao Zhi for the longest time, and his shameless fighting style has long been learned to be handy, so between trade-offs, the machete withdrawal is not slow at all.

"Go down" The machete and the two ran down the anticline, as long as they ran into the forest under the mountain, it would be safe, and the machete did not believe that the Japanese army could still seal the forest on the back of the mountain with the small number of people. The slope of the mountain is open and the vegetation is more lush, some of which are too high, making it especially suitable for scouts to hide.

A "boom" explosion sounded on the mountain, and the machete couldn't help but pause, and with that explosion, the submachine gun on the mountain had stopped. With the cheers of the Japanese soldiers coming from the mountains, the gunfire on the mountains stopped, and the snipers who had voluntarily broken off were gone. If it weren't for this, the submachine gun wouldn't stop, and the machete shook its head vigorously, shook off the tears welling up in his eyes, gritted his teeth and continued to run.

"Damn" just as the machetes paused when a Japanese soldier suddenly ran out from behind a nest of bushes. Without thinking, the machete raised his hand and threw the bayonet at his waist, stabbing the Japanese soldier who was also stunned on the other side. "Go, go, don't stop" The machete blocked the sniper behind him, took out his pistol and ran in front, this kind of hand-to-hand contact is better than a pistol.

It seems that they underestimated the Japanese army, they really sealed the forest on the back of the mountain forest, and there was no way for them to retreat. The Japanese troops who had come around were about to encircle themselves with the troops attacking the mountains, and the machetes searched for grenades and food on the corpses of Japanese soldiers, while looking around for movement.

"Go, go" The machete quickly threw two grenades to the left, pulling the sniper to the right and crouching behind the bushes. Sure enough, as the machete had expected, as the grenade exploded, the sound of gunfire and bullets passing through the grass was everywhere under the slope of the mountain. The Japanese troops occupying the ridge also began to strafe the anticline with machine guns, and the red ballistics weaved a curtain of fire and rushed down the mountain, shaving off a layer of lush vegetation.

The machete pulled the sniper and lay on the spot and did not dare to move, behind the bushes, grass, and plantain trees. Tibetans can be everywhere here. There were only 2 of them with machetes, and in this kind of terrain, they couldn't guard against the Japanese troops who might appear at any time, so they couldn't be still, and the machetes chose to wait.

The telescope that had been hanging around his neck was also missing, presumably because shrapnel or stray bullets had broken the strap of the telescope. The machete slowly moved his body, trying to adjust himself to a comfortable position, holding the rifle and observing the surroundings with a sniper scope. The Japanese troops on the ridge had at least 3 light machine guns and 2 grenadiers, the number of which is unknown, but it is estimated at around 100 people. The lush vegetation under the mountain ridge gave the machetes a good cover, otherwise all the Japanese troops on the mountain would have pressed down, and the machetes would have nowhere to escape.

After entering the forest, he continued to walk northeast along the inclined plane, and the information sent by the infantry battalion said that Xin Pingyang was on the northeast side of the valley, and the machete was a little hesitant. These two roads are not easy to walk, and the Japanese troops surrounding the mountain range are obviously blocking the direction of entering the forest, but when they turn to Xinpingyang, they can do what they can do with two people. /AUT