In just over ten days, the remnant snow has melted, the mountains and forests have become more green, and birds and birds in the forest have been crying from time to time, breaking the silence in the forest. \\. QВ⑸。 The white mist of CoМ/ru floats in the mountains, and the mountain wind blows, gathers and disperses, and flutters among the treetops.

The sunlight shined through the green leaves that had just stretched out, sprinkled on the weeds on the ground, and the gray rabbit in the grass sneaked out of the hole, looked around to make sure that he was chewing the grass unintentionally, and suddenly stretched out his hands from the grass, grabbed its neck, and the gray rabbit kicked his legs in shock.

But the hands were unusually stable, the bones on the hands were thick, the green tendons were angry, like an aggrieved earthworm, and the gray rabbit's neck stopped struggling with a slight sound, but the owner of the hand did not glance at it.

The master's eyes were staring through the grass and on the mountain road below, and a group of soldiers wearing khaki military coats were moving forward along the heart of the mountain road, and the snow bayonets were radiating the spring sun on the winding mountain road.

Fan Chunshen was familiar with this scene, which was how they had done it with the Japanese all these years, but today made him even more excited, because it was in his hometown, which had become a little strange, and he had been away from this land for more than ten years.

There was a heavy breathing sound from the grass next to him, Fan Chunshen couldn't help but curse in his heart, these national soldiers are really useless, he didn't approve of using these national soldiers, but Song Yunfei insisted on letting them participate in the war, and let him command these national soldiers.

As the first volunteer to rise up against the Japanese, it was difficult for him to accept these national soldiers who served the Japanese in his heart, although he had to accept it, he still looked down on it from the bottom of his heart.

The news next to him became bigger, Ge Cong was trembling slightly, Fan Chunshen was a little nervous, worried that these people would be violent, he anxiously glanced at the hillside in front of him, there was a low bush, Song Yunfei led people to ambush there, and the impact would be initiated from there.

Fortunately, the news next to him quickly calmed down, Fan Chunshen took a breath, his eyes continued to look below, the Japanese army had already passed halfway, this Japanese army was about a wing, and they had been chasing them for three days, and after finding out Lou Shi, Song Yunfei decided to ambush them here.

There was still no news from the hillside in front, Fan Chunshen pulled a grass and bit it in his mouth, closed his eyes to rest. The terrain of this mountainous area has long been imprinted in his mind, from the terrain here is actually not suitable for ambushes, the slope is gentle, which is conducive to the deployment of military forces, and the only advantage is that the grass is dense and conducive to concealment.

"Bang!" The Japanese officer on horseback shook and fell, and with the sound of the gunshot, a sparse burst of gunfire rang out on the hillside ahead, each of which splattered with a string of blood.

Fan Chunshen didn't move, he stretched out his head to look at the Japanese soldiers below, and this look made him pout. The gunfire had been ringing for almost a minute, and the Japanese troops on the mountain road were in chaos, as if there were no flies, and most of the people were holding their guns like this, looking around for the source of the gunfire.

"The sun is waning." Fan Chunshen spit out the grass roots in his mouth, from 918 to the present, Fan Chunshen has fought countless Japanese soldiers, the current Japanese army is the worst, the previous Japanese army has never had a chance to fire a second shot, as soon as the gun sounds, it will find a hidden place within five seconds, and it will start to fight back within ten seconds.

The mortars had not yet begun to fire, the gunfire continued to sound steadily according to a certain frequency, and it still did not miss, several officers who jumped up to drive the soldiers were soon killed, and the Japanese cries sounded everywhere on the mountain road.

Fan Chunshen was happy in his heart, and the command ability of the Japanese commander did not dare to compliment, and the tactics had not been planted yet, the artillery was still on the gun mount, and the army had not yet been deployed.

"Moma Bazi!" Fan Chunshen now regrets a little, with the combat effectiveness shown by this army, there is no need to be so cautious, according to the pre-war placement, Song Yunfei and Merrill led their troops to attract the Japanese attack on the mountain in front, Shi Shaoxian led the troops to ambush on the left flank of the mountain recess, Fan Chunshen led a team and the reformed national soldiers to ambush the rear of the Japanese army, and immediately closed the way for the Japanese army to retreat after the Japanese army instigated an attack on Song Yunfei.

"Act now!" Fan Chunshen immediately sent out the signal and immediately began to act, and the army secretly moved towards the rear of the Japanese army.

The Japanese finally began to plot an attack on Shanliang, and about a squadron of Japanese soldiers under the command of an officer moved towards Shanliang, and six mortars began to fire at Shanliang, and shells exploded on Shanliang.

Song Yunfei shook his head gently, all the soldiers who shot just now were special forces soldiers, and the main force did not storm at all, and he was very confident in his soldiers, they would not storm the target, so the Japanese army's shooting was blind shooting, which also violated the inexperience of the Japanese commander.

The shells exploded on the sorghum, the weeds were lifted, and the branches were blown off, but there was no ambush here, the Merrill commandos were all ambushed on the mountainside, and there were only a few snipers from the special forces on the sorghum, and after the first round of shooting, these snipers had already shifted their positions and descended to the mountainside.

There were no trenches on the mountainside, but foxholes, in which Merrill's commandos lay on their stomachs, muzzles sticking out of the grass, aiming at the advancing Japanese soldiers.

Seeing his soldiers getting closer and closer to the mountains, Fujii's heart became colder and colder, he was not an officer who had just come out of the military academy, on the contrary, he fought in China for three years, was wounded twice in the Battle of Songhu and Wuhan, was wounded and disabled in the battle against the Soviet Union, won the Order of the Rising Sun, and had rich combat experience.

From the sound of gunfire, Fujii judged that the squadron on the opposite side was extraordinary, there were not many people listening to the gunshots, only twenty or thirty people, but they faced his group charge, but they always fired a single shot, and each time the gunfire recorded a layer of the earthy yellow tide, almost to the foot of the mountain, the soldier's nerves finally disintegrated, lying on the ground and not daring to move, and the tide disappeared at once.

Fujii secretly complained in his heart, his army is not the elite of the Kwantung Army, it belongs to the garrison army in the combat sequence of the Kwantung Army, and is responsible for guarding the communication line from Harbin to the Outer Xing'an Mountains.

As soon as the Japanese soldiers lay down, the gunfire became sparse, and Fujii hid behind a rock, holding a telescope and looking at the mountain, where the smoke of gunpowder was so thick that he could not see the enemy's furnishings on the mountain.

"The shelling stopped, and the artillery immediately shifted positions. ，… The tranquility on the opposite side made Fujii smell a bit of danger, and immediately made adjustments to save his impact firepower.

An officer in the telescope seemed to be very angry, he got up and tried to cheer the soldier, but as soon as he stood up, before he could fully stand up straight, his head burst out with a ball of blood, and the two soldiers who got up to respond to him also burst into blood, and the soldier did not dare to get up, and buried his body in the grass.

The gunfire disappeared, but the Japanese soldiers hiding in the grass still did not dare to move, or even dare to raise their heads, and slowly the grass began to shake, and the gunshots still did not sound.

Fujii's gaze was firmly fixed on the sorghum, and based on experience, he judged that the location of the gunfire just now was on the mountainside, not the sorghum that had just been bombarded. The grass began to shake, and the soldiers crept quietly towards the sorghum.

The gunshots rang out again, but this time not continuously, but sporadicly, and Fujii's telescope quickly moved to the grass at the foot of the mountain, and he immediately noticed that with each shot, the grass stopped shaking.

"Who are these people?" Fujii was shocked, judging by the gunshots that rang out on the mountain sorghum so far, the number of people was actually small, but these few people crushed hundreds of charging Imperial soldiers to death, this terrifying shooting made the soldiers extremely afraid, and the grass quickly calmed down.

The breeze blew, the smoke of gunpowder dissipated from the mountains, and there was a suffocating calm in the verdant valleys, as well as in Fujii's temporary headquarters.

"Lord, what should I do?"

The officers of the temporary command were nervously looking at Fujii, Fujii felt numb in his heart, he was a little unable to understand this battle, the briefing from the division and regiment showed that the army they were chasing was well-equipped, the number was around a thousand, and his wing had more than 3,000 people.

Fujii looked at the officers beside him, their faces were pale, and their eyes were a little frightened.

Fujii was furious in his heart, and snorted very dissatisfiedly, but he couldn't do anything, gritted his teeth and ordered: "Order the artillery to prepare, order the infantry to charge!" Kimura-kun, on the squadron under his leadership! "Hello!" Kimura hesitated before agreeing, and Fujii was furious: "Yaga! ”

Kimura hurriedly pouted and replied loudly, "Hello! Compared to the first echelon hidden in the grass and not daring to raise their heads, his squadron was behind, and the concealment was not very tight, many soldiers were only half kneeling, half of their bodies were outside, but no bullets flew towards them.

Kimura drew his command knife and shouted, "The time has come to be loyal to the emperor!" Advance! Kimura led his brigade toward the mountain, and Fujii called Yamamoto again, ordering him to lead his troops around the right flank, while warning him that the Shina might have placed a line of attack there.

The last one of the ghost warrior brigades, Fujii didn't move, he still didn't understand the battle, he didn't know what the opponent's purpose was, and he didn't know how many methods the opponent had not used.

Watching the Japanese army instigate the attack, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Song Yunfei's mouth, Merrill muttered in a low voice, he also didn't understand, why did he fight like this, so far, his commando team has not released a single shot. @。 @s

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