Zhao Yunlai slapped the back of the little monkey's head fiercely, "You kid really dare to think about it, dare to hit the idea of human flesh?" ”

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The atmosphere is lively, survive today, there is still one day to complete the task, and victory is already beckoning.

The rain ceased at noon, but the fog did not disperse, nor did the clouds in the sky, but it was gloomy and cold. The fog did not dissipate until evening, and it did not look like it would disperse until tomorrow morning.

The scrivener estimated that there was more water under the mountain than on the mountain, and the life of the Japanese soldiers would not be easy. I used to worry about water, but now I also worry about water. Poor little devils, let them go in pain.

The night was very peaceful, with occasional gunshots at the bottom of the mountain, far away, and it was estimated that Japanese soldiers were hunting. They are human beings and have to live. Dawn came, and the fog had not yet lifted, but the weather was beginning to clear up, and it was clear overhead. Even if the mission is completed after persisting today, the six people are scattered on the edge of the position, and finally prepare for battle.

At noon, the fog cleared, the air was clean without a single speck of dust, and as far as the eye could see, many previously vague peaks became clear. The trees are spotless and eye-catching. At the foot of the mountain, where the trees are sparse, you can see the stagnant water of the white flowers, which crisscrosses like a pond.

The scrivener warned the brothers not to move around, in case the enemy put cold guns. Such visibility is not impossible to cool the gun. The sun dispersed the clouds in the sky and scorched the entire forest. The water evaporates quickly, and from a distance, you can almost see the water vapor surging upward. It won't be long before the silt will evaporate dry, and the Japanese soldiers will probably make a comeback.

The scrivener box and his companions began to mend the trenches, drain the stagnant water, and rebuild the bunkers. Trenches should be connected to each other as much as possible to form a position that can move freely. After working for most of the day, it began to take shape in the evening. There is one more night, and to get through it is victory. The six of them gear up for the final test.

The night was not destined to be peaceful, there were battles, but they were not as fierce as imagined. The Japanese soldiers mainly made small-scale explorations and did not attack. The scrivener and the others didn't feel much pressure and spent the night peacefully.

When the sun was high, the scrivener breathed a sigh of relief, victory, and they completed the task! Gong Da Niu almost jumped out of the trench to run to celebrate, but was hugged by Kong Zhaoqiang, and had to guard against the enemy's cold gun. At this time, it is not worth it to have any more casualties.

Heavy gunfire rang out from the bottom of the hill, and the time was short. A colorful light bullet soars into the sky, blasting colorful spots of light in the air. It was the Allied cipher, and the replacement troops came. The gunfire just now was an encounter with the Japanese army, and the Japanese army was quickly repulsed, they were already at the end of their crossbows, how could they be the opponents of the Allied forces.

The little monkey was the first to jump out of the trench and wave down the hill. Others also stood up. The roar echoed through the mountains, both excited and excited. Is there a better outcome than joining the first battle of the Chinese army in India, successfully completing the mission and not killing a single person?

A group of foreign soldiers with high noses appeared on the mountainside, and it was the Allies. Six people stood in line to greet the scrivener. The people who came were all typical Western soldiers, burly and tall. This team is in very good spirits, full of energy, and neat and tidy. Although there was a lot of mud on his body, that kind of cleansing and leanness still couldn't be hidden.

The equipment of this team is more advanced than any army ever seen by the scrivener. From helmets to military uniforms to leather boots; From belts to firearms to logistical equipment, all of them exude the pinnacle of modern civilization. There are some things that you don't need to touch or try your hands on, and you can see the difference at a glance. For example, military uniforms have a texture that is obviously different from ordinary military uniforms, using special waterproof fabrics, which are not soaked when rolling in the water. There are also helmets, which are obviously thicker and heavier than the helmets of Japanese soldiers, and it is estimated that only a shallow mark will be left on the bullet. Not to mention firearms, I have never even seen a long-barreled sniper rifle scrivener, and as for the heavy machine gun that can only be lifted by two people, I can't even dream of it. Some of the green iron boxes have a red cross on them, which is presumably medicine. They even brought a radio station.

This is called armed to the teeth, the scrivener secretly sighed. Not only him, but also Lu Shuting, Zhao Yunlai, Gong Daniu and others, is this army here to change guards? Even the Presidential Guard is nothing more than that! Especially Zhao Yunlai, his eyes were straight the moment he saw the radio, he was engaged in communication, and he was very familiar with the radio. This radio station cannot be said to be the most advanced in the world, but it is about the same. If it is placed in China, I am afraid that a remediator may not be able to equip one. The British really paid for it this time.

In comparison, the previous group of British GIs stationed in the garrison was far behind. It is the same country's army, why is the gap so big?

In the confusion and shock of the scrivener box and others, this group of soldiers entered the position. The eyes of every soldier were strange, looking at the scrivener box and others, and that look seemed to be looking at some rare animal.

"Chinese, six." There was a GI muttering, of course, in English.

As soon as these words came out, the other GIs began to talk about it.

Someone exclaimed: "Six people, they only have six people left!" ”

Someone prayed, "O God, what have they been through, rest in peace the dead, God is with you." ”

Someone rejoiced: "Fortunately, they didn't lose their ground, let's avenge them." ”

Someone sympathized: "Poor Chinese became the prey of the Japanese army's massacre." ”

There are also people who talk about philosophy: "This is war, the law of the jungle." There is no right or wrong, only strong and weak. ”

Although they are all talking in English, the scrivener and Zhao Yunlai can understand it, and the two of them look at each other, which is what they do. Please, you guys figure it out and don't jump to conclusions.

No one noticed the scrivener box and Zhao Yunlai's expression, and the discussion continued, and there were even some discordant voices among them: "The Chinese are really too weak, war is the grave of the weak, let me avenge them as the strong." "What is the death of a few Chinese, they were originally cannon fodder."

Zhao Yunlai jumped out: "You say it again!" "He also speaks English.

The foreign soldiers were immediately stunned, there are Chinese who understand English, God, have we encountered a miracle? In their eyes, Chinese soldiers are uneducated, and understanding English is even rarer, and such talents can only enter and leave the division headquarters, how can they go to the battlefield.

"We, the Chinese, like you, are here to fight the invaders, and no one can insult us!" The scrivener also spoke.

Oh my God, another one who knows English, what did we encounter! The foreign GIs were completely dumbfounded. Some people were not convinced, and proudly said to the scrivener: "What's so great about knowing English, you can't change the reality that Chinese are very weak, Chinese are the role of cannon fodder, this is reality!" ”