Kazuo Haruta, covered in blood, stood with his sword, but fortunately the heavy machine gun opened fire in time to cover the Burmese who attacked from the south side of the camp, otherwise even he himself would have almost died under the Burmese machete. "Collect ammunition and weapons, be sure to hold here" A dozen Japanese soldiers who were temporarily transferred were placed on the southern defense line by Kazuo Haruta, and with the addition of two light machine guns, Kazuo Haruta believed that the southern defense line would not be broken by the Burmese again.

Before Kazuo Haruta could finish speaking, three dazzling scarlet tongues of fire burst out of the darkness, and the three tongues of fire roared towards them like fire dragons. Kazuo Haruta, who was thrown to the ground by the soldiers around him, did not dare to move, and the whistling bullets clung to his back and forth on the southern position, and all moving objects were the targets of their devouring. Before the machine guns could stop, more than a dozen sizzling and smoking grenades fell again, and the position that Kazuo Haruta had just taken back was blown up into a sea of flames, and several Japanese soldiers who moved their bodies to avoid the grenade explosion were immediately knocked down by the dense rain of bullets.

Under the double blow of grenades and machine guns, only two soldiers survived behind Kazuo Haruta, and he was also injured to varying degrees. He didn't care about greeting the two subordinates, and at the moment when the other party's machine gun stopped, Kazuo Haruta immediately spread his feet and ran wildly towards the way he came, and the two Japanese soldiers behind him also followed closely. Not long after the three of them ran out, another wave of Burmese crossed the trench and rushed into their camp, this time the Burmese learned wisely, and only attacked in depth little by little with the help of the Japanese corpses as cover, not at all striding forward like just now.

The Burmese who had entered from the south were wedged into the Japanese camp like nails, and as the number of Burmese entering the camp increased, the eastern position commanded by Nogami Kamoto was on the verge of collapse. The mortars of the infiltrator team were almost all concentrated on the side of the source of the wild river, coupled with the loss of the position on the south side of the camp, the soldiers guarding the position on the east side had begun to riot, and Zhuo Chen, who saw the opportunity, called the gunners to fire two consecutive salvos of the Japanese defense line, and after a series of explosions and the source of the wild river was torn in half by shrapnel, the east defense line of the Japanese camp was also breached.

Kazuo Haruta, who had a bloody face, gathered the remaining soldiers and began to shrink the defensive line and slowly retreated to the north side of the camp, and the Burmese guerrillas who attacked the Japanese camp were not in a hurry, and they were eating away at the camp controlled by the Japanese army little by little under the constraints of the mercenaries. "Boom" A Japanese military vehicle that was in a hurry to flee turned into a fireball, and the Japanese soldiers who jumped out of the truck rolled on the ground with flames all over their bodies and screamed, "Don't shoot, burn them" The Burmese guerrilla soldiers who couldn't bear to watch the living people being burned to death just picked up their guns and were stopped by the mercenaries who followed.

The smell of meat began to diffuse in the air, wafting everywhere on the battlefield full of gunsmoke, whether it was the Japanese army or the Burmese guerrillas, they all knew where this smell came from, and those with shallow stomachs even vomited on the spot, only the mercenaries with guns fired from time to time looked as usual. It's not that the mercenaries are cold by nature, but when they followed Zhao Zhi to Shanxi, they used fire to deal with the Japanese puppet army, and they had long been used to this kind of taste, even if they were allowed to sit on the corpse to eat, the mercenaries' brows would not wrinkle.

Caught off guard by the night attack, Kazuo Haruta fought and retreated, and when he regretted that he had underestimated the strength and number of the attackers, he did not expect that the Burmese would fall to the side of the thunder. Their radio station had been blown up during the first round of shelling, and even the newspaper soldier died in the explosion, and Kazuo Haruta could not do it even if he wanted to contact the follow-up Japanese troops, and now he had only two ways to go, either fighting to the death for the honor of the officer, or surrendering on his knees and maybe saving his life, but according to Kazuo Haruta's character, the latter is obviously not applicable.

"Break through, we break through into the woods, as long as we enter the woods, it will be difficult for them to pursue, we may be able to survive" On the north side of the camp is a woodland, and the exhausted Kazuo Haruta made a wrong choice when he was desperate to get out of danger. The night attack lasted for nearly 2 hours, and the fierce battle had been on the east and south lines of the camp, while the north and west lines near the woodland had been silent, which was not normal at all, but Kazuo Haruta, who had already been dizzy, seemed to have forgotten the word caution, and after a small counterattack, Kazuo Haruta gathered on the north side of the camp with the remnants of the Japanese army to prepare to break through into the forest.

"Ignition" A few quick Japanese soldiers had just crossed the trench, and with a low shout, a little fire suddenly appeared in the darkness on the north side of the camp, followed by two lines of fire that stretched forward, until the position of the trench was divided into three fires. "Lie down, they have machine guns" Kazuo Haruta hissed and cried on the ground with his head in his hands, and in the firelight, Kazuo Haruta had clearly seen that the three pitch-black and cold light machine guns on the opposite side were aimed here.

At the same time when Kazuo Haruta noticed that something was wrong and fell to the ground, three tongues of fire shot out from the darkness on the opposite side without warning, "Da Da" Kazuo Haruta shouted too suddenly and too briefly, the Japanese soldiers who had already crossed the trench had not had time to lie down and were already drowned in the rain of bullets, under the impact of the dense rain of bullets, the Japanese soldiers were directly beaten into a pool of flesh and blood from the chest down, and the entire head of the Japanese soldier who bore the brunt of it was completely exploded, except for some minced meat connected to the skin and hung on the neck, It's completely invisible.

The gunfire continued to extend, and more than a dozen Japanese soldiers who had not jumped over the trench and could not dodge were thrown to the ground by the dense rain of bullets, and some Japanese soldiers who were not dead and could not stop their footsteps simply plunged directly into the trench, and the 2-meter-deep trench suddenly sounded a pig-like wail. Kazuo Haruta was shocked, and immediately waved his command knife and howled, "Quickly retreat, quickly retreat, they have an ambush" Needless to say, everyone knows that the attackers have also set up a blocking line on the north side of the camp, and their current situation is that they are attacked on three sides.

After hearing Kazuo Haruta's retreat order, the Japanese soldiers who reacted faster had quickly dispersed and rushed towards the west side of the camp, where the Chuntian squadron had placed the wounded, and the only place where there had been no fighting. The slower Japanese soldiers were enveloped in smoke from a dozen grenades before they could get up and run, and before the smoke could clear, they were stabbed in a pool of blood by the Burmese guerrillas attacking from the eastern defensive line.

After paying nearly 20 casualties, Kazuo Haruta finally rushed out from the west side of the camp with the remaining 40 Japanese troops, but when they rushed over the trench and ran not far away, a sense of foreboding rose in Kazuo Haruta's heart, and just as he was about to shout for concealment, several dazzling tongues of fire struck him in the face. Lai San mobilized a large number of Burmese guerrillas to come here for the purpose of completely annihilating this group of Japanese troops. Hashimoto Osa changed color again, and hurriedly brandished his command knife to command his subordinates to dodge everywhere, but the entire city gate had been cleaned up, and there was no place for the devil soldiers to hide.

Kazuo Haruta's face changed color again, the gunfire on the opposite side had not yet ended, and there were already shouts of killing from their rear, and the Burmese guerrillas who had stormed the camp had already cut through their defensive lines and were pressing forward step by step, leaving Haruta with little time and space. Suddenly, a shrill and piercing sound of cannonballs rang out in the sky. Kazuo Haruta didn't even need to look up to know that it was the other party who was bombarding them with mortars again, only to see a scarlet fireball in the night sky dragging a long tail flame towards them.

Kazuo Haruta's voice was directly muffled by the dense gunfire and artillery sound, and the Japanese army, which had already been hit by the dense fire from the opposite side, was again subjected to fierce shelling, which undoubtedly made matters worse. In order to get themselves out of danger, the Japanese soldiers began to crowd and trample on each other, and the shells fell into the crowd of Japanese soldiers and exploded, only to see a dazzling red light rising brightly, and for a while, the sound of gunfire, the wails of the Japanese soldiers, and the sound of explosions were endless, and there was gunsmoke everywhere......

The night, which was more like a massacre, lasted nearly three hours, and it was not until dawn that all the Japanese troops in the camp were wiped out under heavy fire. All 223 Japanese soldiers from squadron commander Kazuo Haruta to Kazuo Haruta were killed in the battle, none of them survived, and none of them surrendered, including two Japanese female nurses in the ambulance soldiers. After the battle, Lai San wandered around the Japanese camp with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the corpses of the Japanese soldiers and the pools of blood all over the ground, Lai San looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahaha, it's really fucking happy, a squadron of the Japanese army was wiped out by us like this" Ignoring the three trucks that were still in good condition, Lai San raised his hand and called the radio operator over after repeatedly counting the corpses of the Japanese soldiers. "Send a report to Mr. immediately, after three days and three nights of fierce fighting with the Japanese army, the ninth squad of infiltrators has completely annihilated a squadron of infantry and a squadron of tanks of the Japanese army, a total of 312 people, destroyed 6 tanks, 9 trucks, seized a batch of weapons and ammunition, and the ninth squad of the infiltrators asked to return to rest and replenish supplies" Lai San, who was holding a cigarette in his hand, had a face of invitation to merit, and whispered to the newspaper soldier with great interest.

"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield, let's withdraw after cleaning up, most of the Japanese troops who came from Mandalay will appear, everyone work hard" Lai San, who won the battle, rightly occupied the commander of Kazuo Haruta, but the one in the source of the wild river was robbed by Zhuo Chen, and the cigarettes and valuable items on the Japanese officers were also looted by the mercenaries. Half an hour later, mercenaries who were part of the Burmese guerrillas disappeared into the road to Lashio in three intact trucks with captured fuel and medicine, leaving behind only a pile of Japanese corpses.