Xiao Ziyun and their guess was right, Zhao Zhi did give Tang Lei a secret order, the content was to use poison gas attack on the 13th Infantry Wing of the Japanese army, so that the Japanese army could also taste the taste of poison gas. According to the report of the infiltrator team along the Yunnan-Burma Highway, the 13th Wing of the 6th Division of the Japanese Army will need at least 2 days to reach Lashio, and Tang Lei's task is to use these two days to give the 13th Wing a head-on blow with poison gas bombs, and it is best to let the 13th Wing be injured and give the 6th Division a dismount.

In the battle against the Japanese army in Jinzhong, the troops commanded by Tang Lei were the first troops in the Thunder Army to use poison gas bombs, and the powerful lethality of poison gas bombs subverted Tang Lei's understanding of war. The formation of the Qingfeng army was an errand for Tang Lei to take the initiative to find Zhao Zhi, and Qingfeng, as the name suggests, is to be like Xu Qingfeng, so that the Japanese army can be recruited without noticing. Northern Myanmar is mountainous and jungled, and where there are mountains, it will be windy, which is the best place for the Qingfeng troops to display their means, which is why Zhao Zhi took the Qingfeng troops to cross the river.

The main combat weapon of the Qingfeng troops is poison gas bombs, and most of these people of the three religions and nine streams have the ability to steal chickens and dogs, which can be used in poison gas warfare. "This is the first time that our Qingfeng troops have fought to meet the enemy, and Sir has high hopes for us, promising that as long as we complete this mission well, everyone's salaries will be doubled, and the spoils will be divided into two percent, but if we lose the face of the Qingfeng troops this time, even I don't plan to wear this military uniform of Thunder again."

This is what Tang Lei said when he summoned his subordinates to gather before the Qingfeng troops set off, with a high salary, the days of eating and drinking all day were simply beautiful, if someone said that they wanted to take all this now, the 240 mercenaries in the Qingfeng army would never agree. Isn't it just a fight with the little devils, those Burmese guerrillas carrying 38 rifles are not afraid, and the dignified thunder mercenaries are nothing to fear. At the thought of doubling the salary and adding two percent more loot, the mercenaries who boarded the truck urged the driver to speed up and not delay them in picking up the damn Japanese soldiers.

Rolling Dragon Slope, a dangerous point 180 kilometers away from Mandalay, the circling Yunnan-Burma Highway passes through here, Tang Lei and several of his squad leaders discussed, and decided to set up an ambush on Rolling Dragon Slope to wait for the 13th Wing. Okamoto had no good time, and the division had sent several telegrams urging the 13th Wing to speed up the march, but the successive attacks gave him a headache, and the Burmese attacked his 13th Wing like crazy. Even though Hoyuki Okamoto, who was forced to do so, took the risk of using poison gas bombs, the attackers' sneak attack did not weaken in the slightest.

"Dazuo, in front of you is the Rolling Dragon Slope, and it will be less than 100 kilometers to Lashio after crossing the Rolling Dragon Slope" Okamoto Baoyuki has professionals who are proficient in the terrain of Myanmar, especially when they are still floating on the sea, they are already studying the Yunnan-Burma Highway, and they are no strangers to such dangers as Rolling Dragon Slope.

"Order the troops to camp and rest, after dark, Yamamoto's brigade will act as the vanguard to control the rolling dragon slope, and we will climb over the rolling dragon slope early tomorrow morning" At this time, it was 5 o'clock in the afternoon. Okamoto knew that the attackers would never let go of such a good ambush point as Rolling Dragon Slope, so he wanted to use night combat to control Rolling Dragon Slope and eliminate all potential attackers. After the Japanese soldiers, who were already exhausted, received the order to rest on the spot, they burned the fire and fetched water, and it didn't take much effort to make the smoke rise on both sides of the roadbed, and it looked leisurely from a distance.

"Captain, the little devils have set up camp, have they found us?" The voice of the scout in front came from the walkie-talkie, and Tang Lei and others, who had already arrived at Rolling Dragon Slope, had already set up an ambush, just waiting for the Japanese army to jump in and seek death.

"No" Tang Lei bit the grass branch in his mouth and lay on his back in the grass nest, "They may be afraid of the sneak attack by those guys who infiltrated it, and told the people in front to keep an eye on these Japanese soldiers, if the estimate is correct, they want to wait until after dark to go up the rolling dragon slope" Tang Lei's face showed a sneer. Although the Qingfeng Brigade is based on poison gas bombs as the main offensive weapon, the whole team of 240 people are strictly trained mercenaries, especially in mountain combat.

"Hehe, I'm afraid that they won't come, I'm afraid that the traps I got will be blind, now it's okay, take care of them to die one by one, and two to die a pair" Huang San, who was in charge of trap arrangement in the Qingfeng Brigade, laughed non-stop. Huang San and most of his mercenaries are bandits and bandits from Shandong, Henan and other places, digging traps and beating stuffy sticks is their ability to eat mixed food, coupled with the teaching and training of those instructors in the training camp, Huang San's ability to make traps even those old hunters who have accumulated years have stretched out their thumbs to praise, and it is not a problem to deal with these Japanese soldiers.

As the night darkened little by little, the Yamamoto Brigade had already been assembled, and Okamoto Hoyuki's order made it very clear that their task tonight was to touch the Rolling Dragon Slope and serve as a guard for the 13th Infantry Wing to cross the Rolling Dragon Slope tomorrow. Taro Yamamoto, who led the command, waved his hand, and the assembled Yamamoto Brigade rushed out, and the troops walked not far away, and they faintly turned into a loose straggler formation in a semi-arc and touched towards the rolling dragon slope.

It is impossible for the movement of more than 1,000 people to be silent at all, even if the soldiers of Yamamoto's brigade tied thatch under their military shoes according to the officer's request, the sound of their equipment colliding with each other was still detected by the scouts lurking under the Rolling Dragon Slope. "Captain, what you said is really accurate, the little devil has touched it, I said earlier that there is about a brigade of little devils, shall we fight or withdraw?" Tang Lei's team leader on duty touched it and told Tang Lei the information reported by the scouts in front of him, there are only more than 200 people in the Qingfeng Brigade, and it is obviously impossible to have a night battle with more than 1,000 Japanese troops.

"Don't worry, aren't the traps that Huang San and they have laid down halfway up the mountain? Wait for those traps to be launched," Tang Lei muttered a few words, wrapped the military blanket on his body, turned over and continued to sleep, not taking the Japanese army attacking the mountain at night seriously. With Tang Lei's attitude, the mercenaries lurking under the Rolling Dragon Slope did not attack the Yamamoto Brigade, but only opened the front defense line and put them on the Rolling Dragon Slope. There was only a dim crescent moon in the sky, and the soldiers of Yamamoto's brigade who attacked the mountain at night could only see the range of only a dozen meters around them, and the rest of the places were pitch black, so the movement of the mercenaries had the greatest guarantee.

"Ah" Huang San The trap they had set during the day finally began to be touched by the soldiers of Yamamoto's brigade one after another, several soldiers with slightly faster legs and feet fell into the trap with sharp wooden thorns at the bottom, and more soldiers stepped on the trap that was only the size of a bowl and twisted their feet. The soldiers who fell into the trap and were pierced by wooden thorns for a while kept screaming, and the other soldiers were lying on the hillside in unison, carefully guarding the surrounding movements, saying that they did not dare to rush forward, for fear that they would become the next unlucky person to fall into the trap.

Ten minutes passed, and when the unfortunate ones who had fallen into the trap were completely dead, the Japanese soldiers lying on the hillside were forced to get up and continue on their way, but this time they were much slower, and all of them carefully stabbed the ground where they were walking with bayonets, for fear that their feet would be covered with wooden thorns. The speed of Yamamoto's brigade slowed down, but their casualties began to wane, except for a few unlucky guys who continued to be twisted by the pit, and none of them fell into the trap.

Tang Lei and his gang guarding the top of the Rolling Dragon Slope had already learned all this from the scouts lurking below, it seems that the Japanese army is not all fools, their speed is slower, but the danger factor is also reduced. "Rolling wood" Mo Yo waited for the Yamamoto brigade to have touched the middle of the mountain, Tang Lei gave the first order, when Huang San's team dug traps all over the hillside, Tang Lei and they were not idle, more than 100 mercenaries with unlimited energy cut a lot of rough wood and collected it on the top of the slope, the branches did their cover, the trunk was made into a bunch of rolling wood and fixed on the hillside with ropes, the Japanese army had touched the middle of the mountain, now is the best time to put rolling wood.

"You have to order, you can take a look" Xiao Beiping, who had not been in shape all day, turned around and left with his hands in fists at Tang Lei, more than 200 rolling logs were divided into more than a dozen piles and collected at the top of the slope, and the mercenaries with long knives were guarded there early. "The captain has given the order, let go of the rolling wood" Xiao Beiping's face waved his arm, the knife flashed, the rope that fixed the rolling wood had been cut, and the rolling wood rumbled down the hillside like a wild horse, and met those rocks that were exposed to the ground, and the rapidly rolling logs would even bounce up and then bounce to the ground and continue to roll down the hillside.

"Nani? What is it? The loud noise made when the rolling log tumbled down made the Japanese soldiers who were carefully watching under their feet look up one after another, and the guys who reacted a little faster even lay on the ground and raised their guns to look around, but the dark night just made their eyes only look at the distance of more than ten meters to their sides, and when they found that the black shadow that made a loud noise was jumping and rolling in sight, it was already too late.

"It's a rolling log, and the rolling log has been lowered on the rolling dragon slope," the loud sound caused by the rolling log startled Okamoto Honoto, who was cowering under the roadbed a few hundred meters away. After the three flares were fired into the air by the mortars, in the white light of death, Okamoto saw the scattered group of rolling wood smashing into the yellow soil in the middle of the mountain.