Zhao Zhi and the others stayed in the camp of the engineer regiment for another week, and after repeatedly searching the jungle, the machete scouts finally found traces of the Japanese army. Metropolis. The Japanese squad that Zhao Zhi had been looking for was hidden behind a slope. There was an abandoned village of local natives, and the Japanese army dug a lot of holes there, and they kept hiding in those holes. The scouts had also observed the village, but it looked like no one had lived there, so they didn't pay attention to it.

Uncle Guo was lying quietly in the grass, covered with thatched clothes, and his exposed skin was smeared with Langzhong's e-liquid. Although the smell is unpleasant, at least it can prevent those poisonous insects from coming to their own trouble. Behind him was a dense jungle, with branches and leaves swaying in the breeze, and everywhere was quiet, extremely quiet. Behind and on both sides of Uncle Guo, there are also 6 riflemen lurking, who are waiting for the enemy who may appear.

They were now on the edge of a hillside with a wooded edge, facing the grassy slope below, and if Japanese troops passed through this grassy slope without any cover, Uncle Kuni and his riflemen would send them to Amaterasu. Time passed slowly, the sky had already begun to brighten, and Uncle Guo had sneaked in here in the middle of the night, and it had been 3 hours. Uncle Guo licked his chapped lips, turned his eyes, and continued to observe the movement under the hillside with a telescope.

The few hairy groups around were motionless, as if they had fallen asleep, and Uncle Guo knew that none of them were waiting for the arrival of the Japanese army like himself. Uncle Guo's riflemen have not exceeded 30 people since the first time they crossed the jungle. Zhao Zhi got too few sniper rifles, and Uncle Guo knew the hardships of Zhao Zhi getting these sniper rifles, and he didn't want to expand the rifleman squad indiscriminately. Like it's good right now, half sniper rifle and half Garand, with long-range firepower and close-range firepower, Uncle Guo is quite satisfied.

It seems that there will be no Japanese troops coming, the gunfire in the distance has stopped, it is Zhao Zhi and people who are surrounding and annihilating the Japanese squad. Another half hour passed, and there was still no movement. Uncle Guo waved his arms and signaled that it was time to retreat, and he was going to take the brothers back to the camp for breakfast. Just as Uncle Guo was half-kneeling, a rifleman called in a low voice, "Uncle, here you are" Everyone fell down in unison, and calm returned to the hillside.

Uncle Guo slowly moved his rifle, and more than a dozen Japanese soldiers appeared in the distance on the grassy slope under the hillside, about 200 meters, which could be seen clearly in the sniper scope. It must have been a fish that escaped from Zhao Zhi's side, Uncle Guo was happy, dog's day, more than 200 people packed up a Japanese army team, and let more than a dozen run out, and went back to repair Zhao Zhi. "Shoot slowly, shoot accurately, bullets are not good," Uncle Guo whispered to the riflemen.

As the Japanese army drew closer, Uncle Kuni targeted one of the Japanese soldiers, who was carrying a leather satchel. There were only two kinds of people in the Japanese army who used leather satchels, officers and heralds, and no matter who they were, there must have been important items in that leather bag. At 150 meters, Uncle Guo did not shoot, and the other riflemen were waiting for Uncle Guo to fire the first shot. 100 meters later, Uncle Guo still didn't shoot, and there were already riflemen writhing their bodies restlessly. The Japanese troops were getting closer and closer, and they were already 80 meters away, and the blood stains on their faces and bodies could already be seen from the sniper scopes.

Uncle Guo finally fired, and the bullet accurately entered the target's head. The target's head exploded, splattering blood and brains and throwing them everywhere. The riflemen also opened fire, firing at their targets. These Japanese soldiers escaped by luck on Zhao Zhi's side just now, but they didn't expect to be ambushed here, and they were immediately knocked down half by the flying bullets. At a distance that an ordinary rifle can hit, a sniper rifle can't even hit it.

Even if they were suddenly ambushed, the rest of the Japanese troops still reacted relatively well, and they were already lying on the ground, raising their guns and looking around for the direction where the bullets were fired. Uncle Guo shot again, hitting a Japanese soldier again. At this time, the Japanese soldiers found the direction where the guns were coming from, and they raised their guns to shoot in the direction of their uncles. Uncle Guo They were all covered with thatch, and they were above the hillside, and the Japanese could not determine their location, so they could only shoot by feeling. And the Japanese are shooting from the back again. Even if the Japanese army's shooting accuracy is good, in this terrain, it still can't compete with the national uncle.

After a few rounds of fire, the Japanese gave up the confrontation because they were only a third of their men left, and the attackers fired only a dozen shots. With every shot, a Japanese soldier falls, and if this continues, everyone will die here. "Boom" "Boom" The Japanese soldiers threw several grenades, blowing up a cloud of smoke within 20 meters in front of them, and the Japanese soldiers wanted to escape through the smoke.

"Want to run?" Uncle Guo put a Japanese soldier in the sniper scope and pulled the trigger. The Japanese soldier stretched out his arms violently, and the whole person fell to the ground. A hint of meaning flashed in Uncle Guo's eyes, to see if your head was hard or my bullet was hard, Uncle Guo moved the muzzle of the gun to the next target. Depending on the level of the uncle and the riflemen, they can hit targets up to 400 meters away with sniper rifles. In other words, the Japanese had to flee from 80 meters and 400 meters away before they could escape the possibility of being killed.

But will the uncle and the riflemen allow the Japanese to escape 400 meters away? The answer is no. After a few gunshots, the Japanese soldiers who fled in a panic were shot and fell to the ground. The lying uncle was like hunters, and the fleeing Japanese soldiers became their prey, calmly firing their guns, knocking down the Japanese soldiers one by one on the grassy slope. The whole exchange of fire was only a few minutes, and more than a dozen Japanese soldiers had all fallen into the grassy slope, which was more appropriate than an ambush and a one-sided massacre by Uncle Guo.

The farthest escaped Japanese soldier had run about 100 meters, and it was a Japanese soldier, very burly, and now he was lying on his back in the grass with twisted faces. A bullet pierced his neck, and there was only a bit of flesh between his head and body, blood sprayed everywhere, and his body was still twitching. A rifleman rummaged through his pockets and pulled out a photograph of a family portrait. Hyocao was holding a swaddling baby, and next to him was a woman in a Japanese kimono, the woman was very beautiful, she should be his wife.

Uncle Guo took the photo and looked at it a few times, threw it on the ground, and said lightly, "This thing is useless" The rifleman looked at the photo on the ground for a while, turned around and was about to walk away, but he stopped and thought about it, picked up the photo and stuffed it back into Bing Cao's pocket. Uncle Guo kept watching the rifleman's movements, but he didn't say anything. Maybe one day, I will be knocked down by a bullet like this soldier, will someone pick up their belongings and put them back in their pockets? Uncle Guo shook his head vigorously, he didn't dare to think about it anymore, the most useless thing in the war was feelings. A good gunman should not be swayed by feelings, this is what Roger told Uncle Guo, and Uncle Guo felt very right.

Compared with Uncle Guo's slaughter-like ambush, Zhao Zhi's side is a little more like a game. Taking advantage of the night, Zhao Zhi and the other soldiers also sneaked closer to the village less than 100 meters early. The Japanese army's defense was very tight, and the goats had not found out where the Japanese army's secret outpost was, so Zhao Zhi would never allow his brothers to rush hard. waited until dawn, when the opportunity came, and the Japanese army changed the guard. Seeing the changing of the guard of the Japanese army from the telescope, Zhao Zhi was angry and happy, and the Japanese army did not place a secret post at all. I also saw the goat, compared to the embarrassment and anger of the goat, Zhao Zhi was indeed extremely relaxed.

The fact that the Japanese army did not place a secret post can only show two problems: first, the Japanese army did not believe that it would be discovered here. The 2nd Japanese Army was understaffed, and there were no extra soldiers to arrange secret posts. These two points, no matter which one they are, are extremely beneficial to Zhao Zhi's surprise attack. Now that Zhao Zhi, who is rich and wealthy, will not be stupid and hard, the two American mortars have already been arranged, and the old artillery and the female soldiers are learning to operate with Edward.

Good weapons also rely on people to use, Zhao Zhi knows this very well, he can't rely on foreign soldiers when he comes, his own people have to be able to use these things. The female soldiers gave the artillery a hand, this was the first step, as early as when they were fighting in the jungle, the female soldiers' operation of heavy firepower was recognized by Zhao Zhi, otherwise they would not have handed over the only few grenadiers to the female soldiers. Zhao Zhi, who has deep pockets, naturally will not save ammunition for the Allied Command, with a wave of his hand, the mortar will hit a base first, anyway, there is a road, and it is easy to supply from Lieduo.

The female soldiers were very excited, the power of the 81 mortar was not comparable to the grenadiers of the Japanese army, and when the cannon went down, it was a crater. With the acquiescence of Zhao Zhi and Edward, the artillerymen directly handed over the mortars to the female soldiers to operate. With the mortar bombardment, the Japanese could not hide, and under the counterattack of a dozen Japanese soldiers and two light machine guns, the remaining Japanese troops had begun to flee to the woods behind the village.

"Mortars kill machine guns, Garand clean up the rest of the Japanese troops, don't charge, fight slowly, and practice your rotten marksmanship by the way" Zhao Zhi leisurely held a straw stick and looked at the Japanese soldiers who fled into the woods with a telescope. The corners of Zhao Zhi's mouth drew an arc, and he smiled very arrogantly with a mouthful of white teeth, the two scout squads with goats and machetes in the woods were all guys who liked to cause trouble on weekdays, and the Japanese army could still curry favor when they fled there.

As Zhao Zhi expected, after the Japanese army, known as the Jungle Tiger, entered the woods, they were constantly plagued by attacks. Lassoes, crossbow arrows, flying bayonets, and bullets made of vines, ignoring the Japanese attack, had driven the Japanese army insane. Ten soldiers had already died, and the Japanese had not seen the attackers, so they simply ignored the attackers, and the Japanese soldiers only ran wildly. His companions, who were knocked down by bullets from time to time, didn't care about it, and only hoped that they could escape from the woods as soon as possible.

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers who finally escaped from the woods never expected to meet their uncle again. In just a few minutes, the Japanese soldiers who had just escaped from danger also went to meet their Amaterasu. At this point, all the Japanese troops on the front line of the Ghost Gate Pass have been wiped out, and the engineering regiment can pave the way with confidence.

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