Matsumoto's idea wasn't very clever, but it was practical. The purpose of the Manchurian Army's encirclement was not clear, and they probably knew that there were guerrilla warriors hiding nearby, but they did not know what the strength of the warriors were, and what the specific situation was. If some people are deliberately exposed, it can indeed attract the attention of the Manchurian army, as long as the Manchurian army pursues them with all its might, there will inevitably be loopholes in the encirclement net, and then others will have a chance to break through.

"Who would want to?" Goto thought the idea was feasible, but he was quite procuratorial. The samurai are very loyal, but they also have something to ask for, everyone wants to make a name for themselves and become a generation of famous ministers in the future, and now they want people to die in vain, I am afraid that no one will go. After all, if you are dead now, at most you will leave a name of loyalty and bravery, and this name will be very small, this is not a big war, and a few people will remember it.

"I'll go and ask! Look at how many like-minded people are willing to die with me! Matsumoto still smiled lightly.

"You're going to lure the enemy!" Goto was shocked.

"Hmmm! I came up with this idea, and of course I want to go! Matsumoto's smile was a little mischievous, but his attitude was unusually firm.

"I'm going to die for a lifetime!" Goto still tried his best to think in a good direction, thousands of troops rounded up dozens of people, where would these people who lured the enemy have a way to live.

"Even if there is no life, I can't shirk it. And I have long had the desire to serve the country, how glorious it is for a samurai to die on the battlefield and a way to live for my companions, captain don't deprive me of the opportunity to become a god after death! "Matsumoto was very resolute.

"Go and ask!" Goto turned around, unable to bear to look at Matsumoto again.

Matsumoto is the person Goto relies on the most, and after these days of guerrilla fighting, no matter how difficult the environment, the two are with each other day and night, encouraging and comforting each other, and their relationship has become like brothers. Matsumoto wants to die generously, and Goto is proud of him, but he can't bear it and his heart aches, but he can't wave it from his heart no matter what.

Matsumoto has a good character, and he didn't say his idea in public, and then show that he was leading by example, and he didn't do this kind of moral kidnapping. Matsumoto asked the past one by one in private, and the matter was explained clearly and clearly, and it also gave others the opportunity to reject him. In Matsumoto's eyes, these people are the future pillars of Japan, and if outsiders know about their desperate sacrifice of life, it will inevitably become a stain on them, so Matsumoto saves enough face for everyone, and even if they refuse, it will not hurt their honor.

After some hard talk, Matsumoto still said that some people were moved, and a total of more than fifty middle- and lower-level samurai sacrificed their lives to stand up. Matsumoto led everyone to write a farewell song, but Goto hesitated and did not give the order for them to lure the enemy. Before the last moment, Goto was still lucky, in case the Manchurian army couldn't find them! These people who are willing to stand up are the essence of their Shenlong team, and Goto is reluctant to them, let alone Matsumoto.

But Goto's expectations were ultimately disappointed, and the Manchurians used on the battlefield what they had never thought of - the Prussian purebred wolfdog. The children of the Eight Banners love to shoot and hunt, and naturally like the lackeys and flying eagles, and the tribesmen of the Oroqen, Evenki, and Daur tribes also have the habit of raising hunting dogs. As the lords of the Eight Banners in Manchuria became richer, and the economic situation of the special forces production area became better and better, these rich people began to pursue high-quality dogs. Chinese pastoral dogs and some traditional dog breeds, they are naturally tired of playing, and some new things from Europe and the United States have entered their lives, and the black-backed wolf dog is naturally one of them. There are more and more people who have dogs, and the top brass of the military has noticed these humane guys, and the army has also begun to breed and train military dogs. During the First Far Eastern War, the Manchurian Army used military dogs, and this time they brought a lot of them.

Originally, these military dogs were not of much use, that is, they were used to watch the door at night, used when patrolling, and occasionally encountered playful heralds, and they would also be used to pass some unimportant documents. But as the Shikoku guerrillas became more and more rampant, the role of these military dogs became prominent. Human eyesight and search ability are limited, and military dogs are different, and their sense of smell is a magic weapon for tracking and searching. The Seventh Division, which needed to search the mountains and seas to arrest the guerrillas, rushed over more than 1,000 military dogs from the country, and then began to search the mountains and forests with its agile guys. The samurai could not produce any smell, they could hide from the eyes of people in the woods, but they could not hide from the noses of dogs. The Seventh Division has already caught a lot of guerrillas with military dogs, so naturally they have to be used in a big way, and Goto's Shenlong team encountered military dogs this time, and all traces of dozens of military dogs and Shenlong have been turned out.

When Goto hesitated, the Manchurian army had already figured out their marching route, and even turned over several camps they had stationed before, which were less than a thousand meters away from their current camp. The samurai who were scouting outside brought back the terrible news, and Goto was reluctant, so he could only let Matsumoto take this group of loyal men to death.

"If we leave with great fanfare, although we can attract the Manchurians very well, it is also very likely that they will see through our plan. But if we crept and sneaked in, we were few after all, and if the Manchurians could not find us, but instead entangled the captain's brigade, what we did would be no different from absconding without permission. Matsumoto left the camp with a group of dead soldiers, but after walking less than 100 meters, he discovered the loophole in his plan, and it was not easy to attract the attention of the Manchurians without leaving a trace.

"What does Matsumoto-kun think!" The dead have long admired Matsumoto's talent, and this time Matsumoto stepped forward, everyone admired his loyalty and courage even more, so they all looked to him.

"If you are born as a Yamato man, how can you run away like a rat, my generation is dead, and we should die on the way to attack! Captain Goto planned to break through to the south with the brigade, so we went to the north to raid the Manchurians and open the way for Captain Goto! Matsumoto looked down and thought for a while, and then he had a plan.

"That's how it should be!" These hot-blooded samurai, who wanted to become gods after death, all agreed with Matsumoto's idea of taking the initiative.

The plan was decided, so Matsumoto no longer hesitated, and led a group of Yamato men who regarded death as home, and crashed into the encirclement of the northern part of the Manchurian Army. Matsumoto's original plan was to make a surprise attack, just enough to pretend that he was suddenly discovered by the Manchurian army and then fought to the death. It's a pity that their group was still more than 200 meters away from the Manchurian Army, and they didn't even set up an ambush formation, and they were discovered by military dogs early. I also wanted to hide my body in the mountains and forests, and beat a samurai of the Manchurian army by surprise, and with a stunned kung fu, the fierce military dog like a hungry wolf had already pounced in front of him.

Military dogs are specially trained and are only auxiliary animals, but they are also warriors. The flag people don't eat dog meat, and military dogs can enjoy the same cemetery and funeral rites as soldiers after death. Since they are warriors, military dogs naturally have the ability to kill enemies. After the specially trained military dogs pounced on the samurai, they opened their mouths and bit down on their throats, and with a flick of their necks, they could bite off the throats of people.

The samurai also have martial arts, but no one expected that they would be attacked by fierce dogs in the mountains and forests, and more than ten people were accidentally bitten to death. In close combat, dogs are much more agile than humans, and military dogs will not bite a person to death, and after a successful blow, they will immediately attack the next target. The samurai were killed and wounded by more than twenty people before they finally drew their samurai* swords, freeing themselves from the disadvantage of human hands against fangs.

"What a good brute!" Matsumoto, who had a knife in his hand, also took a bite on his arm, and just wanted to fight back against the vicious dog in front of him, but he disappeared into the wild grass like a fly. Even though he was a hostile person, Matsumoto couldn't help but admire.

Dogs are inherently extremely intelligent, and military dogs are specially trained and have certain professional skills. They will surprise them, but they will never engage people, and if they find an enemy with a weapon in their hands, they will obediently flee with their tails between their legs. This is also the soldiers who raise and train military dogs specially practiced, and the dogs get along day and night, but they are reluctant to their partners to work hard, so they have trained the military dogs to escape skills early, and let the dogs understand when to run.

"Da Da ......" Matsumoto and the others had just escaped, and before they had time to check the damage, they deployed the formation, and behind the weeds and weeds on the opposite side, a few shuttles of bullets swept over. Today's main forces in Manchuria are all equipped with light chicken guns, and although the 20-round magazine is a little less, the equipment rate of one squad is still very high. Several chicken guns combined to strafe, the power was quite amazing, and for a while, the debris of the grass and trees flew, Matsumoto and the others were all suppressed and couldn't raise their heads, and the dense formation didn't have time to disperse at all.

"Tom...... Tom ......" some sinking sound remembered, Matsumoto's heart was like falling into an ice cellar, this sound was very familiar to him, this is a kind of Manchurian small cannon held by a single soldier, the power is not small, the rate of fire is also very amazing.

"Boom ......" Matsumoto and the others were surrounded by continuous explosions, and the earth was flying, and the air waves were flowing, and the power was not amazing. The dead did not know where the enemy was, let alone what the enemy looked like, and they were blown up in the explosion.

"Knock...... Knock, knock ......" Some louder muffled sounds came, Matsumoto's heart was completely cold, this voice was also familiar to him, this is the Manchurian infantry cannon, this kind of small and light artillery, the Manchurians carry it everywhere they go, the rate of fire is not satisfied, and the power is very huge. Matsumoto wanted to get up and charge, even if he died, he had to have a glorious posture, but unfortunately a huge wave of qi hit behind him, and Matsumoto lost consciousness helplessly.

When Matsumoto woke up again, his hands and feet were tied, like lambs, and dozens of his former companions were held in a simple enclosure by the Manchurians. Matsumoto wanted to smile and calmly die, but he couldn't laugh because he saw Goto's figure among the bound people.

"These bastards are quite literate, you see how much they know etiquette!" The Manchurian soldier guarding the prisoners of war was very curious about the Japanese samurai sitting neatly on their knees, and he had never seen such prisoners of war.

"I'm sick in the head!" The other guard glanced at the prisoner of war with contempt, and scolded indifferently, not knowing whether he was scolding the prisoner or his companion.