"Push it away, leave two people to help the driver repair the car, the extra people scatter to the rest of the truck, let's go" Makihara's luck was very bad, from the town of Kawaguchi, there were one after another things like stuck cars, wheel slippage, and finally arrived a few miles away from the Ono squadron, and the penultimate truck of the convoy broke down again. After weighing the pros and cons, Makihara had to order the broken down truck to be pushed away so that the last truck could pass, and there were only a few miles left, and the soldiers squeezed into the truck to arrive, and the anxious Makihara had no time to care about the terrain here.

"Such a good opportunity, it only takes a few Bazooka to solve this little devil, I really don't know why Mr. wants us to ensure that the truck is in good condition?" On the hillside at the corner of the highway, two mercenaries wearing camouflage nets were whispering to each other, and it was Makihara's gang who appeared in their binoculars. The first squad made it clear that they could block the Ono squadron independently, and the two teams of mercenaries who were ordered by Zhao Zhi to rush to support the first squad only went with two light machine guns, and the rest of the people were ambushed in sections and waited for the Japanese reinforcements from Hekou Town, they were only the first wave of ambushes closest to Hekou Town.

Zhao Zhi wants to turn this Japanese reinforcement from Hekou Town into bait, forcing Hekou Town to send reinforcements again, only Hekou Town's troops are empty, and Zhao Zhi, who closely monitors Hekou Town, can they be sure of the success of the raid on Hekou Town. "You are stupid, we don't have to continue to walk on our legs if we have a truck, it's easier to ride in a car" gave a roll of his eyes to his companions, and the mercenaries with binoculars looked at the Japanese soldiers who were busy on the road without blinking, and their task was to determine the exact number of Japanese soldiers.

The broken down truck was pushed away, and the three overcrowded trucks continued on the road, and after a short walk, the truck in front of it fell into a mud puddle again. "Go down and push the cart", the wheels kept slipping, and Makihara, who was sitting in the middle car, had to order his soldiers to push the cart again. The road was so narrow that only one car could pass at a time, and if they wanted to continue their journey, they would have to push all three trucks through the quagmire in the middle of the road.

Mu Yuan, who personally led the team, was still quite vigilant, and did not forget to arrange the guard post when directing the soldiers to push the cart, but unfortunately the guard post he arranged only focused on the front and rear ends of the road, but he did not notice that the bush under the roadbed was slowly approaching them. The Japanese soldiers who shouted one, two, three pushed the head car stuck in the quagmire with all their strength, and the irritable Makihara nested in the cab of the truck in the middle and smoked, and now it has been almost 2 hours since the Ono squadron sent back the distress signal, and Makihara doesn't know how long Ono Jiro's side can hold on.

Two gunshots rang out, two bullet holes appeared in the windshield of the truck cab, and Mu Yuan, who had just put the cigarette to his mouth, fell into the seat with a bloody arrow on his chest. "Bang" and "Bang" were two more gunshots, and the drivers of the two trucks behind the head car were shot and killed, and the Japanese soldiers who were busy pushing the cart found out that there was something abnormal, but unfortunately they found it too late.

"Da Da" suddenly shot out more than a dozen tongues of fire from the bushes on the roadbed, and more than a dozen mercenaries armed with submachine guns burst out of the bushes and rushed straight at the Japanese troops on the road. The Thomson submachine gun, which has the title of the king of melee firepower, was exerted to the extreme by the mercenaries, and Zhao Zhi's first alternate shooting when he entered Shanxi for the first time made the fire net cast by these dozen mercenaries not pause at all. A rain of bullets poured down on the Japanese soldiers who were following the truck before they could be on guard, catching the Japanese soldiers brought by Makihara by surprise.

The mercenaries' attack followed the usual style of Thunder, first the triangular assault tactical formation that was decades ahead of this era, and then the black leather visors that the mercenaries buckled on their faces, all of which was too shocking for the Japanese troops who suffered the surprise attack. "Puff" "Puff" "Puff" "Puff" bullets drilled through the tarpaulin of the truck into the compartment, shooting the Japanese nested in the compartment into blood gourds, and the snipers on the hillside of the "Bang" and "Bang" were not idle, and several Japanese soldiers who wanted to shoot at the mercenaries were killed by them one after another.

The surprise attack of the mercenaries was launched too suddenly, and the small group of Japanese troops brought by Makihara did not have time to fight back at all, and more than two-thirds of them died directly from submachine gun fire, and the rest was solved by the mercenary snipers lurking on the hillside, and the whole raid lasted less than 2 minutes, and the mercenaries ended the assault with zero casualties. The gunfire stopped, and the mercenaries drew their short knives to mend the corpses, and Jin Zhanpeng, who commanded the mercenaries, walked down the hillside.

"You guys are too slow, 15 submachine guns plus 4 sniper rifles, the other party is just a Japanese squad of more than 60 people, it took you more than 1 minute to end the battle, it seems that you have to continue to work hard, when we go back to Zhangwu County this time, I will suggest that Instructor Hansen carry out special training for you" The disgust on Jin Zhanpeng's face made the mercenaries who were still a little complacent in their hearts feel like they were hit hard, originally they were a little complacent because of zero casualties, but now it seems, Jin Zhanpeng, who was in charge of commanding them, didn't seem to be very satisfied with their performance just now.

"What? Not convinced? Think I'm saying something too ugly? Jin Zhanpeng kicked hard at his feet, and a bloodstained bayonet shot out, hitting the chest of a Japanese soldier in front of him who was half leaning on the wheels. Seeing that everyone was a little puzzled, Jin Zhanpeng took out a grenade from the hand of the Japanese soldier who was stabbed in the chest with a bayonet and showed it to the mercenaries, "If you are complacent because you killed a few Japanese soldiers, please stay away from me when you want to die, I don't want to be killed by you, please trouble you to be more accurate when you mend the knife to the corpse next time, it is better to cut their necks with the blade, rather than stabbing the corpse a few times indiscriminately."

Jin Zhanpeng's ridicule made the mercenaries who had just experienced a blitzkrieg a little unconvinced, but the facts speak louder than justification, the mercenary who was responsible for mending the knife for the Japanese soldier just now did not check out the grenade, if the Japanese soldier really wanted to pull a few cushions, their mercenaries close to the truck would bear the brunt. "You raw melons and eggs, saying that you are for your own good, one day, Mr. will let you out and act alone, I hope that one day you will remember what I said to you today, only by saving your own life, can you have the opportunity to kill the Japanese to avenge your family"

"Dapeng, why are you talking to these rookies? They may not listen to you" A sniper who served as a guard followed Jin Zhanpeng down the hillside, and the scene of Jin Zhanpeng pulling out his hand from the Japanese soldier just now happened to be seen by him, of course, the indifference on the faces of the novice mercenaries did not escape his eyes. "Mr. just asked you to command them at the same time, by the way, to do a performance evaluation for these boys, you can say whatever you have to say, it's a big deal, those who are not qualified are directly sent back to the training camp and handed over to Old Hansen to continue to practice, what are you doing idle?"

The snipers who followed Zhao Zhi out to serve as a scavenger this time were almost all old mercenaries from Zhangwu County who followed Zhao Zhi to fight twice, and this sniper was the former national army soldier who was recruited into the mercenary unit in the same period as Jin Zhanpeng. The hierarchy in the combat unit is very strict, and the same is true in the mercenary unit, and the veterans have always looked down on the grass birds and newcomers who have just come out of the training camp, especially the disdainful guys just now, which makes the old mercenaries disdainful.

"Clean up the battlefield, clean up all the corpses and bloodstains, hurry up, the Japanese army behind is not far away" Jin Zhanpeng obviously followed the sniper's advice, but gave orders repeatedly, and did not continue to preach to the newcomers. "A few days ago, Luo Ying told me that after taking Taiyuan, Mr. will take us south into Burma. It's a good place to make money, I just don't want these boys to die and go to Myanmar to make money," Jin Zhanpeng then lit a cigarette and muttered to the sniper.

One-third of the income of the Thunder mercenaries comes from their fixed salary, and the rest comes from the share of the captured spoils, compared with the country, the mercenaries with seniority prefer Myanmar, and those Burmese leaders have more gems and gold at home, and they fight in Myanmar for half a month in Shanxi. "Really? Luo Ying's kid didn't have the truth in his mouth, if he really returned to Myanmar, then I would have to let my brothers practice their legs and feet well, lest all the good things be robbed by your commando team" The sniper surnamed Jiang smiled a little obscenely, and there was a desire for gold in his eyes.

Jin Zhanpeng smiled and didn't answer his words, but shouted to his mercenary recruits, "Hurry up, speed up, before the Japanese army arrives behind, we will leave here" Under Jin Zhanpeng's shouting and everyone's efforts, all the Japanese corpses on the road were torn off the roadbed and buried with bushes and mud, and the blood stains and bullet shells on the road were also carefully cleaned up, and after Jin Zhanpeng and others left in a truck, the road where fierce fighting had just taken place was quiet again.

"Ha, it seems that this harvest is very good" In order to save the Ono squadron, Makihara loaded the heavy machine guns and mortars of his squadron and some ammunition on the truck, but fortunately, Makihara also had to carry soldiers so that he did not load too much ammunition in the car, otherwise the bullets fired by the commando team into the car would be enough to detonate the truck, and maybe it would endanger the safety of the mercenaries. Two Type 92 heavy machine guns, two light machine guns, two grenadiers and two mortars, if you ignore the problem of insufficient ammunition, Jin Zhanpeng is absolutely confident that he will use these weapons to stop the 200 Japanese soldiers who are about to arrive here.