There is no road in the world, but when there are many people who walk, it becomes a road.

Captain Fokker and his men, using the spirit of pioneers, wielded machetes and carved a path through the dense forest leading to Yubang.

Wherever the troops passed, the soldiers who followed behind painted the trunks with white arrows to indicate the direction of the troops that followed.

In one afternoon, the troops walked nearly fifteen kilometers through the jungle, and everyone from Captain Fokker down was soaked with sweat in their uniforms,

At night, the temperature dropped below 20 degrees, and the troops slept in a glade.

As you walk through Myanmar's vast primeval forests, the lush foliage completely obscures the day.

There is only a very small area, because the soil is underneath the rocky layer, which does not allow the roots of the trees to grow, and only small grasses and shrubs, which will allow people to see the sky, this kind of clearing is called forest sky by the locals.

After Captain Falk had finished inspecting the sentry, he lay down by the campfire wrapped in a blanket, and next to him lay the company's mascot, a black-backed wolfdog named William.

The black hair on William's back glistened in the moonlight, and Captain Falk rubbed William's back a few times, wrapped the blanket tightly, and closed his eyes.

The next day Captain Falk got up early, and after breakfast, led William into a row of marching columns, and walked at the front of the whole company, overcoming obstacles and opening the way for the whole company.

The platoon-long lieutenant Miller was a sunny young man with black hair, a square face, and a mouthful of large white teeth.

The two walked side by side in the queue, chatting all the way about the boredom of fighting the army.

Lieutenant Miller said, "Do you know General Student? What is his level of command? ”

"I've heard about him, he's the chief of the Airborne Forces, and he's said to have a good relationship with General Rosen," said Captain Fock. As for the level of command, paratroopers have an adage that paratroopers are born surrounded. The paratroopers dared to say that General Bootent should be a very capable and confident general. ”

"He has a good relationship with General Rosen, and the country sent him to take over the command of General Rosen, which should have the intention of avenging General Rosen."

"I have a hunch that the Japanese are going to be unlucky." Captain Falk said.

Captain Falk said, handing the rope in his hand to Lieutenant Miller, turning and walking to a large tree next to him, and releasing water on the roots of the tree.

After "fertilizing" the tree, Captain Falk was tying his belt when he suddenly felt his helmet sink, as if something had fallen on it.

The heaviness quickly spread from his helmet to his right shoulder, and Captain Falk remained motionless, like a sculpture, as he felt a creature squirming around him.

Captain Faulk's eyes turned to the right, and out of the corner of his eye, he could see a green guy hovering over his shoulder.

Damn, I was so lucky to go to the toilet.

Captain Falk cursed inwardly, and lying on his shoulder was a poisonous snake that the guide called Zhu Yeqing.

Zhu Yeqing was lying on Captain Faulk's right shoulder, holding his triangular head high, staring at Captain Faulk's right cheek, as if he was thinking about where to put his mouth?

A sudden big hand interrupted Zhu Yeqing's bold behavior.

A large hand struck from behind, grabbed Zhu Yeqing's neck violently, and pulled it off Captain Fokker's shoulder.

A joyous voice followed.

"Today's lunch can be refilled, thanks to Mr. Captain's charm, let this high-grade protein take the initiative to deliver to your door."

Captain Falk breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Lieutenant Miller's voice, and turned around to see Lieutenant Miller holding Zhu Yeqing's neck, letting the snake body wrap around his right arm.

"Give it to me."

Captain Falk wanted to pass the snake, pinch open the snake's mouth, and carefully pluck out the snake's teeth.

Lieutenant Miller watched Captain Fokker move and said with a smile: "The biggest thing I learned from coming to Asia is that I learned how to deal with these pesky reptiles, thanks to our guides." ”

"Me too, I'll go and put him in the bamboo basket, and you take someone first. We met in Yubang Village in front of us, and at noon we used this guy who came to the door to make soup for everyone. Captain Falk said.

The two immediately parted ways, Lieutenant Miller led William on the march, and Captain Falk remained where he was, waiting for the main force of the company behind.

After waiting for about seven or eight minutes, Captain Falk waited for the main force of the company behind.

Finding the horses in the marching procession, Captain Falk opened the lid of the bamboo basket on horseback, put the bamboo leaf green inside, and then followed the horses to join the army.

After Lieutenant Miller and Captain Falk parted, they led William in the queue, and after walking for less than ten minutes, a clearing in front of him could be faintly seen.

According to the information provided by the guide, there is a village with the same name as the ferry port next to the clearing, but there are only three families in the whole village.

After this village, you will walk less than three kilometers and you will reach your destination at the port of Yubangdu.

When you get to that village, you can finally rest for a while, maybe you can take a bath there, and the hot and humid weather is really painful.

Lieutenant Miller walked more than ten meters away with a beautiful vision, and suddenly heard a dog barking in front of him.

Apparently infected, William also began to bark, and with the barking, William kept lunging towards the right front, only to be restricted by the rope in Lieutenant Miller's hand.

Lieutenant Miller alertly loosened the rope around William's neck, picked up his assault rifle, pulled the bolt to load the bullet, and got down on one knee, carefully surveying the jungle around him.

William was freed and ran into the woods.

As soon as William's figure disappeared, a series of dense machine guns suddenly sounded in the dense forest, and seven or eight soldiers in a row fell in an instant.

Bullets came from the left and right sides, shattering countless bush branches and leaves, and splinters splattered onto Lieutenant Miller's helmet and camouflage uniform.

Lieutenant Miller was afraid for a moment that if he remained standing, it would be over by this time.

The rest of the soldiers fell to their stomachs in an instant, and Lieutenant Miller was no exception.

After lying down, Lieutenant Miller quickly looked around, then got up, bent over, and trotted to the front of the line, quickly finding his guide.

Thank God he's alive.

Lieutenant Miller patted the guide, who was lying on the ground with his head in his hands, and shouted, "Lie here, don't run around." ”

At this time, in the dense forest, in addition to the sound of gunfire, there was also a series of strange screams.

Accompanied by strange screams, there were more charging figures in the forest, which were the Japanese soldiers who were ambushed in the forest.

Taking advantage of the panic of the German ambush, the Japanese troops in ambush in the forest launched their proudest bayonet charge.

Taking advantage of the ubiquitous trees and bushes as cover, the Japanese quickly rushed through the gaps in German fire and poured into the German positions.

A mountain infantryman had just run out of ammunition from his G42 semi-automatic rifle and was changing the magazine for his rifle when a Japanese soldier suddenly rushed out of the dense forest behind him.

The bright bayonet mercilessly stabbed the German soldier into the waist, and the German soldier fell to the ground screaming.

As soon as the Japanese soldier pulled out his bayonet, three or four bullet holes appeared in his body in an instant, and he fell to the ground in convulsions.

The Germans who had killed the Japanese ran to the wounded comrade, bent down to check the wound on his waist, and then turned his head and craned his neck and shouted: "Medic, Medic······"

A bullet flew, and two more blood holes appeared in the soldier's neck, and bright red arterial blood gushed out, quickly staining his neck and military uniform.

The soldier threw himself headlong on his comrade, his vitality flowing along with the blood gushing from his neck.

Lieutenant Miller did not see the tragedy in the distance and was fully absorbed in the situation before him.

Raising the assault rifle and knocking the two oncoming Japanese soldiers to the ground, Lieutenant Miller shouted: "The second squad is to the left, the third squad is to the right, and the mortar group is in the ······"

Before he could finish speaking, Lieutenant Miller saw another Japanese soldier rushing towards him, this soldier with a gun in his left hand and a black object in his right hand knocked on his steel helmet, and raised his hand to throw it in his direction.

The moment the grenade popped out, Lieutenant Miller's muzzle was already pointed at the Japanese soldier, and a three-shot burst shot killed the Japanese soldier.

"A grenade of the Japanese, lying down."

Lieutenant Miller raised the alarm, but it was too late.

The grenade burst almost as soon as it hit the ground, and the two soldiers fell to the ground screaming.

Lieutenant Miller narrowly escaped the grenade attack, got up from the ground, hid behind the trunk of a large tree, glanced at the two heralds who were screaming on the ground behind him, and shouted: "Medic, Medic." ”

A string of bullets flew and smacked at the trunk, and Lieutenant Miller turned to the other side of the trunk and looked into the jungle, where a Japanese soldier could be seen firing from a light machine gun through a gap in the bushes.

Lieutenant Miller was about to make a move when the Japanese soldiers on the opposite side seemed to spot him and turned their guns to shoot a barrage of bullets at him.

Lieutenant Miller had to retreat behind a tree to dodge the deadly bullets.

As soon as the sound of bullets hitting the trunk of the tree had disappeared, a figure suddenly burst out from behind the trunk.

"Ah·······h

A Japanese soldier howled and brandished his rifle and stabbed Lieutenant Miller.

Lieutenant Miller dodged and rolled to the side, and the bayonet stabbed into the trunk.

The Japanese soldier drew his bayonet and turned to look at Lieutenant Miller, who at the same time saw the muzzle of a gun.

At a distance of less than two meters, the 92mm rifle bullet passed through the body of the Japanese soldier, and the Japanese soldier fell to the ground on his knees, and then fell to the ground with his front body down, his mouth open, and his eyes stared at Lieutenant Miller, who was close at hand.

"Kill to ······"

Another Japanese soldier rushed out of the jungle and rushed at Lieutenant Miller with a wild scream, his katana in his hand slashing a cold light at Lieutenant Miller.

Lieutenant Miller raised his gun and fired at the Japanese soldier, only to hear a clanging sound from the chamber of the gun.

The Japanese officers had already rushed to the front and had no time to change the magazine, and Lieutenant Miller hurriedly raised his assault rifle in front of him with both hands to fend off the head-on katana.

The shouts of the Japanese officers rang out at the same time as Lieutenant Miller's long screams.

The katana slashed at the assault rifle and severed four fingers of Lieutenant Miller's left hand, and a cone of pain came from his left hand, and Lieutenant Miller screamed and lifted his foot and kicked the Japanese officer out of the chest.

Lieutenant Miller himself fell to the ground on his back, endured the sharp pain in his left hand, and Lieutenant Miller threw away the assault rifle with his right hand and reached for the pistol at his waist.

The Japanese officer on the opposite side quickly jumped up from the ground and rushed over again brandishing his katana, but Lieutenant Miller had not yet pulled out the pistol at his waist.

Looking at the hideous faces of the Japanese officers, Lieutenant Miller's mind went blank.

At the last moment, the Japanese officer's body suddenly let out an unnatural spasm, and his body suddenly softened and fell to the ground.

At the moment when he was about to fall to the ground, the Japanese officer held the ground with a katana, trying to get himself up, but a figure rushed to his right.

The figure turned the muzzle of the gun, picked up the butt and smashed it into the right cheek of the Japanese officer.

A mouthful of blood flew out of the mouth of the Japanese officer with a few teeth, and it also took away all the vitality of the Japanese officer.

The figure stepped on the Japanese officer's back, put his semi-automatic rifle in his hand into the back of his head, shot him in the head, and then put away his gun and ran to Lieutenant Miller's side.

Lieutenant Miller put down his pistol in his right hand, his face turned pale, he gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his left hand, and said to the only remaining herald who saved himself: "I can't die, be careful of the Japanese." ”

The herald glanced at Lieutenant Miller's blood-red left hand, nodded, and turned to continue the fight.

When Captain Falk led the follow-up troops to the battlefield and dispersed the ambushed Japanese troops.

When Captain Falk found Lieutenant Miller, Lieutenant Miller was leaning against a large tree with a pistol in his right hand and the Medic was bandaging his left hand.

Seeing Captain Fokk, Lieutenant Miller said with a wry smile: "Which bastard said that there are only a dozen or so Japanese, and the others are all indigenous soldiers?" I've seen more than fifty of them here alone. ”

Captain Falk looked at Lieutenant Miller's left hand and asked with a calm face, "You wait here, I'll go after those Japanese." ”