"This is it, let's go. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The scrivener pointed to the small mountain peak and gave the order to march.

At this time, the sound of gunfire in the distance continued, not only in the northeast direction, but also in the southward direction. Judging from the roar, the two sides are engaged in a fierce confrontation.

"Boss, are we really going there? The gunfire is not over there......" Kong Zhaoqiang objected, put aside the fierce gunfire and ignored it, and went to find an unwarranted target, is this decision too arbitrary?

The scrivener tilted his head to weigh the pros and cons, Lao Kong's objection was not unreasonable, that mountain peak had deviated from the area explained by Commander Liu, was it really necessary to go there? But the Japanese paratroopers obviously went there, not just to see the scenery. He couldn't help but think of the two-headed snake, the little devil is very cunning, and he will never be untargeted.

"This is it, there is nothing wrong with that." The scrivener box makes a decision. Although there were two places in the vicinity that were exchanging fire, it had nothing to do with him at this time, and Regiment Commander Liu made it clear that he was only in charge of the periphery, and there were naturally advance troops and regular troops in the head-on exchange. Platoon Commander Zhao and John didn't they rush over, leave the battle to them.

The scrivener ordered the troops to change course and move in the direction of due north. He had a premonition that the stakes were high, and ordered his troops to hurry up and not stop for a moment.

Twenty miles in one breath. The little monkey pointed to a small mountain peak in front of him and said, "Company commander, this is the mountain." He saw with his own eyes that the paratroopers had just floated over the hill and disappeared.

"Go up the mountain." The scrivener gives orders.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps from the side, the sound of the body rubbing against the leaves, rustling...... Everyone's hearts were in shock, they encountered the Japanese army so soon! The trees are dense, the visibility is too low, and when you spot someone on the side, the distance between the two sides is only about 20 meters.

The other party obviously also noticed the abnormality, poof, and the sound of lying down continued. Gong Da Niu lay on the ground with his body crooked, and he picked up "Thomson" and was about to shoot. Originally, each squad was equipped with machine gunners, but Gong Daniu couldn't look down on it, so he simply served as a machine gunner himself.

"Wait!" The scrivener stopped Lao Gong with a broken drink. "Is it the Allies on the other side?" He shouted at the other man, in English.

"We are the Royal Army of the British Empire." The other party responded quickly, naturally in English.

Yes, a false alarm. However, the two sides did not let their guard down and confronted each other cautiously. In the end, one person from each side met with each other, and each breathed a sigh of strength, and it was indeed the allies. The scrivener saw another acquaintance, Captain Sores of the British Royal Army. Although the two sides are not enemies, they are never friends; Although they are allies, they have a lot of hostility.

Sores had a gloomy face, the past was vivid, his injuries had just healed, and the account was all recorded on the scrivener, and he couldn't wait to rush up and play with his life now. Unfortunately, the situation does not allow it.

Sores didn't expect the scrivener to appear here. As a captain in the British Imperial Army, he knew some of the inside story of this operation, how could such an important operation be attended by ordinary people. In his opinion, the scrivener belongs to ordinary people, how can such a person participate in such an important action. Sores is a little dissatisfied with his superiors, and some commanders are afraid that their brains are in water!

"Humph!" With a cold snort, Sores led the person through the scrivener, also aiming for the top of the mountain. This guy actually brought sixty or seventy people, all with blue eyes and big noses, and the British really paid for this operation.

"This guy is here too, what should we do, are you still going up the mountain?" The little monkey was very impressed with Sores, this guy was by no means a good guy. Everyone was very dissatisfied with Soreus's forcible occupation of the road, and the soldiers were very fast, and going up the mountain first meant taking the lead.

"Let's go up the mountain, he can go up, we can't go up, how can this be reasonable." The scrivener led the person towards the top of the mountain. It is said to be walking, but in fact it is to climb, using both hands and feet, climbing the horizontal and vertical branches and moving them up.

The hill is only more than 200 meters, which is not too steep, and it takes half a meal to reach the top of the mountain. Condescendingly, everyone found that there was a hole on the back side of the mountain. More than a dozen small peaks hug each other to form a typical basin. The bottom of the basin is full of plants, cramming every inch of space, and it looks like a green lake when viewed from above.

I have to admire the magic of nature, surrounded by more than a dozen peaks, leaving no room for anything, if it wasn't for climbing to the peak, who would have thought that there was such a Jedi on the back of the peak.

The scrivener concluded that the target of the Japanese paratroopers was this basin, and the planes circled back and forth, presumably to measure the wind speed and choose the best place to parachute.

The troops rested in place for a moment and began to walk down the mountain. The process of descending the mountain is actually the process of entering the basin. I haven't seen the shadow of Sores all the time. The scrivener can't help but sigh, this guy Sores is moving fast enough!

What's even more surprising is that there is a sinkhole below the basin, and the ground is sinking like a cliff, with a height difference of tens of meters, almost occupying the entire basin. It is surrounded by cliffs and is as smooth as a knife cut. Towering trees emerge from the sinkhole, and the dense canopy of the sinkhole hides the sinkhole tightly, and there is no trace of it when you look down from the top of the mountain.

The scrivener and the others were in a daze, they had been shuttling around the Savage Mountain for two or three months, and they had never seen such a peculiar terrain. The little monkey crouched on the edge of the cliff and leaned out to look down, at least fifty meters deep. Even the little monkey who is good at climbing is a little dizzy. The dozens of people led by Sores were gone in a blink of an eye.

"Company commander, how did that kid from Sores get down?" The little monkey had doubts.

"I'm not going to jump right in." Kong Zhaoqiang also squatted on the edge of the cliff and looked down, just one glance, his legs and stomach began to turn, and this guy hurriedly retreated. "Old generation, this can't go down."

Lu Shuting found a piece of rope that was put on the trunk of a big tree, very short, and the lower half was cut by a sharp weapon. The scrivener pinched the rope for a while, and nine times out of ten it was Sores who did it, leading people to climb down the sinkhole along the rope. This guy was ruthless enough, and in the end he cut the rope, deliberately cutting off the way for the scrivener and others to go down, and at the same time cutting off his own way back.

"Allies, this is the Allies!" The scrivener shook his head and smiled wryly. They weren't as well prepared as Soreus, not to mention the ropes, not even a single extra shoelace. Everyone walked along the edge of the sinkhole to the left, almost half a circle around the sinkhole, and found no suitable place to go down. Everywhere there are cliffs, as smooth as a knife.

"It's a tough thing to do." Dong Xuesheng, who has rarely spoken, said that he was a little desperate.

The scrivener called the leaders of the three squads over and ordered: "Go, untie the belts of the soldiers." ”

"This ......" The three squad leaders all hesitated, knowing what the scrivener was going to do. But when the soldiers unbuckle their belts, doesn't it mean that they take off their pants, and how can they fight?

"What are you doing in a daze, go." Scrivener urges.