Even if the sun sets in the evening, there is still no cool feeling in Myanmar, and the hot and humid air makes people feel very uncomfortable to breathe. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the Amo Pass of Gaoligong Mountain was crowded, and Yan Wudao led a reinforced airborne battalion and a subordinate engineer company was busy on the mountain road. At the same time as Zhao Zhi crossed the river, he parachuted several troops into Burma, and Yan Wudao's men and horses were ordered to intercept the Japanese troops from Myitkyina.

It has been three full days since the first shot was fired in Zhaigongfang, and in three days, Yan Wudao has turned the Amo Pass ten kilometers long and two kilometers on both wings into a veritable place of death, all kinds of tricky mines cooperate with each other, anti-infantry mines cooperate with anti-tank mines, hand grenades are all used, between the grass, in the cracks of stones, under the trees, on the trees, instantaneous, delayed, tripping and triggering, the sappers have done their best for the arrangement of these mines. Because they were going to be facing a Japanese infantry wing from Myitkyina.

The confident Yan Wudao was fully convinced that this huge minefield was enough for the Japanese troops in Myitkyina to play for a few days, so that they would have plenty of time to play hide-and-seek with the Japanese soldiers here. After the Japanese army captured Tengchong and Longling, they recruited a large number of people to expand the Amo Pass, so that the original sheep intestine trail became a simple road that could pass the car, and Yan Wudao's task was to build a position in the Amo Pass to block the Japanese reinforcements from Myitkyina.

"Captain, the scouts said that they could already see the advance of the Japanese army" The scouts under Yan Wudao were arranged 10 miles away from the Amo Pass, and the scouts said that they had found the forward troops of the Japanese army, which means that the Japanese troops from Myitkyina were only a dozen miles away from them, and according to the usual practice, the Japanese forward was generally only 2 or 3 miles away from their large forces.

"Conceal, conceal, act according to the plan" 10 miles seems to be a long distance, but according to the Japanese rescue heart, this distance is less than 2 hours, if the Japanese army is equipped with vehicles or mules and horses, maybe the Japanese advance will arrive here in a shorter time. Therefore, Yan Wudao's first reaction after receiving the scout's report was to conceal the troops, the combat troops were hidden in the mountains and forests according to the instructions, and the sappers were still carefully cleaning up the traces left on the mountain road with tree branches, while Yan Wudao personally led more than 100 mercenaries to run along the ridge to meet the Japanese army.

Taking the initiative to meet the Japanese advance troops, it was not a reckless move made by Yan Wudao relying on the super combat effectiveness of himself and his mercenaries, he was worried that the minefield he had worked hard to build would be destroyed by the Japanese strikers. "The Japanese advance is about a squadron, less than two miles away from us, two heavy machine guns, three light machine guns, two mortars, and a lot of carts and bicycles." Yan Wudao and his entourage met the scout team who was rushing back halfway to the front, and from the scout's mouth, they also had two general understandings of the situation of the Japanese striker.

"Damn, the little devil knows that he is marching by bicycle, this idea is not bad" Yan Wudao heard from Zhao Zhina that the Japanese army marched by bicycle, but he didn't expect that he really caught up with his eyes this time, no wonder the speed of this group of Japanese strikers would be so fast. "Look at the point when the fight starts, don't break those bicycles, let's also open foreign meat this time" Yan Wudao couldn't imagine what it was like for more than 200 Japanese soldiers to march on bicycles, he wanted to try to take the mercenaries to march on bicycles.

"Captain, don't worry, let's take these bicycles and bring them back to Kunming" Yan Wudao's order was almost a joke so that the mercenaries squeezed each other's eyes, although the bicycle is still a foreign thing in China, but the mercenaries of Thunder are not only bicycles, but trucks and jeeps have also been driven, and it is not bad to get a bicycle back after a fight, and it is worth some money. The grinning mercenaries began to deploy along the mountain road, and the Japanese strikers could not let go of them anyway.

When everyone hid on the side of the mountain road, a few Japanese soldiers who were struggling to pedal bicycles appeared on the mountain road, according to Yan Wudao's original idea, he wanted to ambush this Japanese forward force with concentrated fire, but now they are too cunning, and the Japanese drama team as a forward force also sent sharp soldiers to explore the road in front, which made Yan Wudao's perfect ambush plan for himself have to make temporary changes. "The first squad, these guys are handed over to you, move quickly and don't make a big fuss" Yan Wudao's first squad is the closest to the mountain road, and these Japanese soldiers can only be handed over to them to deal with.

"Look," a playful laugh echoed over the walkie-talkie, and the mercenaries of the first squad untied their excess equipment and began to move towards the mountain road with only a pistol equipped with a silencer. Where would the 7 Japanese soldiers think that the danger was approaching them, and they were tirelessly pedaling their bicycles forward, only to see a sound in the grass on the mountain road, and 7 mercenaries with pistols suddenly stood up from the grass, "poof" "poof" "poof" "poof" After a few soft sounds, the Japanese soldiers who were a few meters away from the mercenaries were collectively shot and fell to the ground.

"Quick, quick, hide people and bicycles" The mercenaries holding pistols carefully guarded the way of the Japanese army, and the other mercenaries hiding in the grass quickly ran up the mountain road, dragging the corpses and bicycles into the grass and hiding, and the blood stains on the mountain road and the traces left by dragging the corpses were also carefully cleaned up by the mercenaries. At the same time that the figure of the vigilant mercenary disappeared into the grass, the figure of the Japanese army had appeared again on the mountain road in the distance, but the mountain road that had just killed 7 Japanese soldiers could not be seen at all, and the large Japanese troops who appeared later only knew that they had entered the ambush circle along the mountain road, and they did not know that their sharp soldiers had been killed.

The more than 200 Japanese troops rushing along the mountain road looked like a super-large mountain python, but this jingling mountain python was entering Yan Wudao's ambush circle little by little. "Fire" saw that the last Japanese soldier had entered the range of the first squad, and Yan Wudao, who had already been unable to bear it, shouted loudly and pulled the trigger first, and the salvo of more than 40 submachine guns was like a harvester in a wheat field, and the defenseless Japanese army was the wheat stalk in the wheat field, and was knocked down and shot down by the rain of bullets fired one by one.

Yan Wudao's appearance was too sudden, coupled with the powerful firepower output of automatic weapons, after two magazines, less than half of the more than 200 Japanese soldiers could still breathe, and the submachine gunners commanded by Yan Wudao were less than 20 meters away from the mountain road, and they simply put the muzzle of the gun on the head of the Japanese soldier and fired. "Block them" Seeing that the remnants of the Japanese drama were about to escape, the first squad responsible for blocking the rear road of the Japanese army made a move, and more than a dozen Garand's rapid-fire shots had the effect of a machine gun squadron, blocking dozens of Japanese soldiers who wanted to use the cart to retreat in the ambush circle.

"Damn the Chinese Army, send a flare, send a flare to stop the rear team from an ambush here" A temporary successor to the command shouted loudly, directing the remnants of the Japanese army to use the corpses of their comrades and piled up bicycles as cover to return fire, but he himself reached out and dragged the corpse of the commander who died under the sniper pistol in the first place. The only flare gun in the forward squadron was in the commander's satchel, and the resolute soldier wanted to fire the signal flare to report to the Japanese army behind him.

"Bang" "Bang" The snipers under Yan Wudao fired continuously, and the bullets that burst out knocked down the resolute-looking military cao head-on, and several Japanese soldiers who were surrounding the military cao were also hit, and one was sent to hell by the snipers. "Boom" "Boom" With two explosions, the light machine guns that the Japanese soldiers had easily moved down from the cart were blown into parts, and the mercenaries began to clear the Japanese troops who had gathered together with grenades fired from the side of the mountain road, especially the carts stacked with heavy weapons were their main targets.

"Ceasefire with grenadiers, cease fire with grenadiers, you have blown up Lao Tzu's bicycle into a twist" Yan Wudao roared towards the handle of the walkie-talkie, there are not many remaining Japanese troops on the mountain road, and after a few more shots from the grenadier, Yan Wudao's idea of capturing the bicycle was completely shattered. The gunners, who laughed secretly, stopped bombarding the remaining Japanese troops and switched to long-range shooting with rifles, for targets within 100 meters, they could do two shots without saying that they could be killed, after all, there were too many leaks in the bunkers built by Japanese bicycles.

"Captain, the scout said that the Japanese brigade is speeding forward, there are still 5 miles away from here, and they have already laid mines to delay time" Yan Wudao changed the magazine, and the foot soldiers rushed all the way, and before the words fell, they heard the explosion sound from the mountains and forests in the distance, which should be the Japanese troops who were actively rushing to step on the mines planted by the scouts.

"Press it up and kill them, there's no time" Yan Wudao's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and the first one jumped onto the mountain road with a submachine gun, and the mercenaries who followed him to shoot at close range also rushed to the roadbed when they saw this, and the sound of gunfire like fried beans resounded in the sky again. The 40 submachine guns burst out in a volley again, and the rain of bullets swept across the battlefield with a wave of speed, knocking down all the remaining Japanese troops in pools of blood, and the guy who slipped through the net was also killed by the snipers hiding in the high shop.

More than half an hour later, when the panting Japanese troops arrived here, there was nothing left on the mountain road full of gunsmoke and the smell of blood, and the mountain road covered with blood and bullet casings all revealed that this place had just experienced a bloody killing, but the strange thing was that not only the shadow of the attacker had already disappeared, but even the forward squadron of more than 200 Japanese troops sent by the Japanese army had disappeared without a trace, and of course, the carts and bicycles of the forward troops had also disappeared.