The scrivener secretly calculates the balance of strength between the enemy and us, 6 to 18, he is at a disadvantage, and what is even worse is that there are few bullets left, and once he fights a positional battle, he will be very passive. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info scrivener hesitated whether to come out, he was in the dark, and it was not an option to let the Japanese soldiers go from under his nose. He gently raised his hand to signal everyone not to move, but it was still too late, Lu Shuting beside him had already pulled the trigger, the bullet whistled through the dense leaves, and a cloud of blood mist splashed on the chest of the Japanese soldier who took the lead. Immediately after that, two more bullets, the skulls of the two most recent Japanese soldiers were lifted, which were the masterpieces of Kong Zhaoqiang and Gong Daniu. is worthy of Lu Shuting's subordinates, and he cooperated with Lu Platoon Commander very tacitly during the battle.

The scrivener didn't have a choice this time, only to beat his grandmother! The muzzle of the gun was aimed at the enemy, and the fire was fierce. Zhao Yunlai and Rena also joined the ambush as fast as they could. The distance between the two sides is less than 30 meters, and there is no need for special aiming, as long as the bullets fly out, you can basically see blood. The Japanese soldiers were taken by surprise, and in just a few seconds they were put down on the ground by a dozen or so, and two or three were seriously wounded and lost their combat effectiveness. The rest of the panicked all cowered behind the big tree, using the big tree as cover to fight back.

The Japanese soldiers had two machine gunners, the scrivener box was the first to solve one, and the other was hiding in the bunker hysterically returning fire, and the sudden tongue of fire sprayed like crazy, intertwined into a dense fire network, so that the scrivener side could not raise its head, and could only carry out some sporadic counterattacks. The scrivener box was secretly anxious, although the sneak attack was successful, but the fight was not thorough, and the battle was developing in the direction of positional warfare, which was the last thing he wanted to see. The bullets in their hands simply can't stand up to long consumption.

Suddenly, the enemy's machine guns erupted like crazy tongues of fire, and the bullets rubbed against the branches and leaves of the trees, as if the whole tree was trembling, and like the whole rainforest was shaking. The Japanese soldiers were obviously not as stingy with bullets as the scrivener side, and the heavy machine guns never stopped firing since they began, and the dense flow of bullets swept through the jungle, and branches and leaves flew all over the sky.

The scrivener secretly complained that Lu Shuting was too reckless, and it was really worrying to consume it like this. At this time, Lu Shuting's eyes were on fire, he didn't know whether he was excited or anxious, he also realized the seriousness of the problem, and hid in the bunker to tell Gong Daniu and Kong Zhaoqiang something. Soon Gong Daniu and Kong Zhaoqiang withdrew from the battle, crawling forward with their bodies close to the ground, making a detour to the left and right respectively, trying to detour back to the flank and rear of the Japanese machine gunners.

The scrivener box and Zhao Yunlai understood it, and immediately increased the frequency of counterattack to cover the outflanked two. Gong Da Niu clinged to the ground, crawling to the left little by little, and the ground after the rain was very slippery and muddy, and soon became a big mud ball. The enemy discovered Gong Daniu's intentions, and a dense stream of bullets poured over, and the bullets swept over his head and back, forcing him to unable to raise his head. Kong Zhaoqiang's situation was similar, the powerful firepower suppressed him in a low-lying place, and he couldn't move for half a minute. The opponent's machine gunner was obviously experienced in a hundred battles, and the sudden tongue of fire suppressed Gong Daniu and Kong Zhaoqiang well.

The scrivener felt cold in his heart, and if he continued to consume it, he would definitely die, and he still had 20 rounds of ammunition when he was full, and there must not be many others, and it wouldn't take long to be consumed alive.

"Rena, you retreat first, I'll cover!" The scrivener shouted at Rena, he was shouting in the authentic hometown dialect, I don't know if Rena, an English girl, can understand.

Rena stared at the scrivener with blue eyes, not understanding what he meant.

"Lao Zhao, you go too! Protect Rena! The scrivener shouted to Zhao Yunlai. Among several people, Zhao Yunlai and Rena have the weakest combat effectiveness, and if they withdraw, it will have little impact on the battle situation, so they can only sacrifice one less and count one.

Zhao Yunlai hesitated for a moment and agreed with the scrivener's opinion, and he leaned over to Rena's side and signaled to retreat together. Rena said that she would never retreat, and the pistol was resolutely aimed at the enemy, most of which were missed. She didn't leave, and Zhao Yunlai also chose to stay. The scrivener wanted to scold grandma, and really wanted to jump over and slap Reina a few times.

Kong Zhaoqiang had a situation on his side, he seemed to have been shot, and he curled up behind the cover and trembled. The enemy's machine gunners did not let him go, and the dense bullets frequently strafed Kong Zhaoqiang's position. The scrivener weighed the dozen bullets in his hand, and after entering the Savage Mountain, he experienced so many twists and turns, and the rain of bullets and bullets survived, but he didn't expect it to be this kind of death, so your mother was aggrieved.

But he is still calm, the situation in front of him is that the enemy is strong and I am weak, rather than all die, it is better to withdraw a few. As long as you take out the enemy's machine gunners, the enemy's firepower will be reduced by half, and it will be much easier for your own people to retreat. Having made up his mind, the scrivener began to concentrate on dealing with the enemy machine gunners.

The machine gunner is very cunning, relying on rocks as cover, and will always shoot the deadliest bullets, so that the scrivener and others cannot raise their heads, making their counterattacks very unqualified. The Japanese soldiers seemed to be aware of the enemy's lack of bullets and were not in a hurry to attack, so they completely adopted delaying tactics and were determined to fight a war of attrition.

Suddenly gunshots rang out in the far reaches of the jungle, behind the Japanese positions. The appearance of this man immediately upset the balance of the battle, and the Japanese machine gunner was the first to be shot in the head, leaving a large patch of blood on the rock. Immediately afterwards, two more Japanese soldiers were pierced. The Japanese positions were immediately in chaos, and they never expected that someone would sneak attack from behind, and for them this kind of sneak attack would be fatal.

The scrivener box and others suddenly came to their senses, no need to ask, it must be a little monkey, this kid played the role of a sword to seal his throat at a critical moment. The scrivener box and Lu Shuting and their colleagues are all experienced in a hundred battles, and they will never give up such a good opportunity, taking advantage of the chaos in the enemy's position, they launched the most ferocious offensive. Although there are few bullets left, now is not the time to skimp on them, and everyone is desperate to pour out all the last firepower.

The last three combat-ready Japanese soldiers were killed, and the rainforest returned to tranquility. Zhao Yunlai and Rena hurriedly bandaged Kong Zhaoqiang's wounds, but fortunately, he only suffered some skin trauma on his arm, which was cut by a stray bullet, and there was no major problem. Lu Shuting and Gong Daniu cleaned up the battlefield, and from time to time they gave a shot to the Japanese soldiers who were not dead.

The scrivener looked at the little monkey covered in mud and gave him two punches: "Okay, boy, there is a future!" ”

The little monkey touched the back of his head with his hand and smiled shyly. Because the trees were too dense, he found that when the Japanese soldiers appeared in front of him, the distance between the two sides was already very close, not more than 20 meters, and it was too late to retreat. The little monkey sent a secret signal to the rear at great risk, which was the cuckoo call heard in the scrivener. It turned out that the little monkey's early warning was too important, so that the scrivener box and the others avoided an encounter and fought a beautiful ambush battle.

Gong Daniu and Kong Zhaoqiang were busy cleaning up the battlefield, throwing away their weapons and replacing them with Japanese equipment. No matter how good the weapon is, it is a piece of scrap metal without bullets, so I have to reluctantly cut it and throw it away. Lu Shuting pulled out a person from the pile of dead people, dressed in tattered linen clothes, who seemed to be a native of the Savage Mountain area.

It may be that the force in Lu Shuting's hand is too great, and the person can't stop moaning. Listening to the voice is a woman. The scrivener box and others all gathered around. Sure enough, it was a woman, with long hair and a shawl and a towering chest, and her tattered clothes could not hide the characteristics of a woman. Lu Shuting pushed the opponent to the ground, and the bullet was loaded and aimed at the opponent's head.

The expeditionary force to which Lu Shuting and the scrivener were located did not have much affection for the Burmese and the indigenous people of Burma, because since entering Burma, the troops have been obstructed and harassed by the locals one after another, and even encountered ambushes by the aborigines. Especially after entering the Savage Mountain, the attacks of the natives became commonplace, and many comrades-in-arms died under the bows and crossbows of the natives. As a result, the expeditionary force was very hostile to the natives of the Savage Mountain area.

The scrivener once asked the regiment commander Yu Shao, the Burmese people don't like us so much, why do we still fight the Japanese for them, and sacrifice so many comrades-in-arms in vain. Yu Shao said that Burma is a territory forcibly occupied by the British, and in the eyes of the Burmese people, the British and the Japanese are both aggressors, there is no difference, we help the British to fight the Japanese, and in the eyes of the Burmese there is no difference between the invaders and the invaders. As for why he sent his country to fight in Burma to help the British, Yu Shao was not entirely clear, but said that defending Burma was equivalent to defending the southwest of his country.

I still can't figure it out, is it really necessary for 100,000 elites to fight in Burma? After all, since the fall of the three eastern provinces, large areas of land in North China, East China, and Central China have fallen one after another, and the fate of the entire country is hanging by a thread. It is unreasonable to use the most sophisticated weapons abroad, and the country is still made in Hanyang. Yu Shao didn't give a reasonable explanation to the scrivener, but he promised to ask the teacher for advice, and he must convey the teacher's opinion. Later, Yu Shao died on the battlefield, and he never had the opportunity to ask the division commander for advice, nor did he have the opportunity to give an explanation to the scrivener.

"Platoon commander, this is a girl, what are you going to do?" Gong Daniu sorted out the equipment on his body and aimed at the prisoner. He had three guns and countless bullets on him, and as a machine gunner, he had a special love for weapons, but unfortunately he only had two hands, otherwise he would have brought all the weapons and ammunition with him.

Lu Shuting's gun was always held against the native, and he didn't shoot or give up. Kong Zhaoqiang went up and brushed away the other party's long hair, revealing a delicate face. The subtropical sun made her face no longer fair, and her slightly dark skin showed a healthy beauty.

"What a beautiful girl, isn't it a pity to be killed." Kong Zhaoqiang let out a regretful sigh when he said that, and he had already left the injury on his arm behind.

The scrivener pushed Kong Zhaoqiang aside, helped the female natives up, opened her mouth to say something, and then gave up again. He didn't understand Burmese, let alone the minority language of Burma. That's when Rena leaned over and motioned for her to try. She said a few words of bird language to the native woman. The nativewoman nodded and understood.