The continuous trap casualties, the search team was doubly careful without orders, although the speed was a little slower, it still ran through the mountains and forests before dark.

Although the day's search did not find any traces of the Soviet Russian team, nor did they find their old nest, it was not without gains, whether it was pheasants and pheasants, roe deer, or wild boars and wolves, all the teams had captured, it was a beautiful hunt.

On the highway, the Japanese soldiers sat around the fire, and soon the smell of barbecue and stew spread among the mountains and forests.

Yuya Kamiyama and the others have also improved their lives, and more than 300 people have received two adult red deer and several pheasant tree chickens at noon, and they are already feasting at noon, and they are still roasting meat to eat at night. In addition to not allowing alcohol, this food still made the Japanese army very satisfied, and the excitement was naturally indispensable.

A Japanese soldier may have eaten too much greasy things, so he trotted all the way to the designated toilet location with his pants on, and in the faint figure of the sentry more than ten meters away, he couldn't wait to take off his pants and prepare to squat.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of stepping on dead leaves around him, he was startled, and just about to turn around, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his throat, and then the pressure in his body disappeared instantly, and a foul smell spread.

"Grass! It's really unsuffocating! ”

Junko whispered to herself, and quietly dragged the corpse into the woods, and the sound was so slight that even the sentry not far away could hear it.

Dong Ku stared at the tent in the night vision device, and for a day, he didn't see Nakasa, who was called Yuya Kamiyama in the telegram, appear, but even if Yuya Kamiyama appeared, he wouldn't do it, and he wouldn't cause the anger of the Japanese army by killing a Nakasa; Now they can easily cope with the number of people searching the mountain and avoid their whereabouts, but if the number of people increases, the situation will be tense, and they really can't do it.

In less than half an hour, after Huzi also touched a Japanese soldier, everyone arrived at the designated position and gathered in the dark.

Dong Ku briefly said the next action, then took the night vision device and led everyone to disappear.

Not long after they left, a Japanese soldier saw that his companion had been gone for a long time and had not returned, so he searched for it with a flashlight, and when he saw the blood stains on the ground and the traces of dragging, he screamed in horror with his hair standing on end.

As the shouts rang out, the camp was immediately in turmoil, and the light of flashlights flickered through the forest. But after tossing for a night, there were no other clues except for finding the corpses of the eleven Japanese soldiers who were attacked.

Although he was touched under the nose of the enemy and hunted eleven soldiers, Yuya Kamiyama's eyes lit up with excitement. This shows that this Soviet Russian squad did not jump out of the encirclement, but was near his camp to avoid the search of the mountain. This also echoes an old Chinese saying, the light is dark.

The moment he learned that there was an enemy near the camp, he quickly ordered the troops of the two wings on both sides of the road to enter the mountains and forests relative to seven or eight kilometers away from his position, and quietly marched at night to surround the fifteen-kilometer area including the camp of Yuya Kamiyama.

After giving the order, Yuya Kamiyama formulated a search plan overnight, and he had successfully compressed the range of activities of the Soviet Russian team, and he would slowly continue to compress it tomorrow until the range of their activities was within 10 kilometers, and then they could start a carpet search.

The sun shines into the noisy mountain forest, although there is no fog in this season, but there is also water vapor steaming in the forest, making the forest hazy, and the sight is not good.

All the Japanese troops who searched the mountains were concentrated in this area of about 15 kilometers and began to search the mountains relatively quickly. They are either walking extremely fast, or wandering around like a spring outing, and they are scattered, which is not the way they searched in tandem yesterday.

A Japanese soldier with a gun in his hand was marching cautiously, and suddenly, his feet moved, and then the sharp pain spread to his brain in the dead leaves.

He let out a roar of pain, threw away the gun in his hand, and fell to the ground.

His shout startled the other soldiers, who hunched down in search of their target.

After a brief panic, after confirming that it was a trap, soldiers stepped forward to treat the injured man who was grinning in pain.

When he saw the iron clamp that was deeply embedded in the flesh, the soldier cursed, shouted with both hands, broke the clamp, and took out the bloody feet of the wounded.

The second lieutenant in charge of the command first reported the situation, and then ordered: "With the clip, you two support He Rijun and continue to move forward." ”

With the trap of the clamp in front, the Japanese soldier who took the lead learned to be obedient, he used a strip to smoke the dead leaves on the ground, as long as he touched the highly sensitive stepping plate, the clip would be knocked over.

He walked in the smoked position with confidence, thinking that this way he could avoid the trap. As he walked, suddenly, his body slammed straight down, followed by a bone-scraping stinging pain that stretched from his feet to his calves.

The miserable cry resounded through the mountains and forests with a tingling pain.

When his companion next to him dragged his left leg half into the dead leaves, everyone gasped.

I saw that the position of his foot and neck was covered with an inch-thick, two-foot-square splitting board, on which a large hole that could pass through one foot was nailed with half-foot-long triangular iron nails, through which the iron nails of the splitting board were obliquely funnel-shaped, firmly jamming his foot, and the tip pierced deeply into his flesh, and the entire calf was cut with deep wounds that could be seen to the bone.

"Bastard!!"

The Japanese soldiers who treated them cursed, and used their bayonets to chop the "foot catchers" made of chopping wood boards to catch red deer.

Another team about a kilometer away from them was also attacked by the trap, wounding five in a row, leaving the thirty-man search team with only fifteen of them left to move freely, excluding the supported and wounded.

After Yuya Kamiyama received the report, he came to the conclusion that the Soviet Russian team seemed to have no bombs, only this kind of earthen trap. But in front of the army, how many clips can they have?

"Is that untenable?"

Kamiyama Yuya didn't mess up the plan because he hurt a few people, so, even, the order was steep.

The wounded soldiers did not affect the search, and the two squads supported the wounded, and the search soon resumed.

The two soldiers who were at the end of the line to support the wounded were suddenly strangled by their necks, and before they could struggle, they were pressed to the ground in a sharp pain in their throats.

The wounded man who was supported in the middle was covered by his big hand stretched out from behind at the moment when the soldiers on both sides moved, and then there was a stabbing pain in his back, and in the flow of blood, a thought rose in his mind: he was attacked.

The moment the thought arose, his consciousness plunged into boundless darkness.

The groups of wounded soldiers in front of them did not know that death was approaching in the dead leaves of Si Suosuo, and they still looked left and right to move forward. None of them believed that in the midst of the encirclement of the army, the Soviet Russian squad would dare to show its face.

During the march, groups of wounded soldiers were silently stolen, and the Japanese soldiers in front were unaware that their partners behind them were being summoned by their sunshine gods.

The second lieutenant in the queue had a faint feeling that something was wrong, and he felt like he was being stared at by a sniper after experiencing the battlefield, which made his back straighten and tighten. He looked back sharply behind him, and this time, he was terrified, and one of the wounded soldiers behind him was gone, and he disappeared silently.

"No ......"

Before he could shout the warning, a black spot in his pupils rapidly dilated, and in the sound of fluttering blisters puncturing, his eyeballs rose, and his skull was wooden, and his consciousness stopped at the moment when he was about to give a warning.

Although the second lieutenant's shout could not be heard, the soldiers beside him still saw something unusual.

"Enemy ......"

His voice didn't come out either, and a sharp object peeked out of his chest just as he was about to shout.

He slowly looked down at the blood gushing on his chest, and before he could see what it was, his consciousness stopped as soon as his eyes went dark.

The moment he lowered his head, a loud sound suddenly floated, and several crossbow arrows were shot before the second lieutenant's body fell, and more than a dozen soldiers were hit one after another, without even having a chance to shoot, and the whole squad was wiped out in the sound of bowstring vibrations.

Dong Ku stopped the vibration of the bowstring, a pump repeater in one hand and a dagger in the other, rushed out of the grass not far away, took a few steps to the front, waved the dagger one by one on the still twitching body to mend the knife, cut their throats, and at the moment when the other figures rushed to clean up the battlefield, he quickly put away the repeater dagger, buried a mortar shell and a grenade in the grass next to the corpse, carefully tied the pull line, and when everyone finished cleaning the battlefield, grabbed the grenade bag on the corpse next to him, Jumped into the squad of wounded soldiers in the other direction.

No wounded soldiers were found in the two squads in a row, and Dong Ku and his party walked through the forest like raccoon cats, avoiding these two squads and touching the last squad.

When the figure of the wounded soldier who was supported in the forest team appeared, Dong Ku quickly made a few gestures, and disappeared into the forest with Mengzi and Shunzi.

Others rounded the team head-on, lurking in a bush-dense location, waiting for the search team to approach.

When the five groups of wounded soldiers were touched by Dong Ku and them, only the remaining team of sixteen people followed in the footsteps of the previous team in two rounds of crossbow blasts.

After quickly cleaning up the battlefield, Dong Ku buried a grenade and the last mortar shell in the soil when Huzi pulled out the last crossbow arrow and wiped the blood stains away, and tied the string to the belt of a corpse.

He grabbed a crooked handle, made sure it was cleaned, waved his hand, and disappeared into the bushes with the group.

While Dong Ku was hunting the Japanese army, Liu Zhong and Orion had already conducted a whole day of crazy shooting training in the depths of Bee Mountain.

After a day of shooting, he singled out ten hunters who were expected to become snipers with upper marksmanship and awareness, and picked out eight machine gunners who were similar to Yakzi and Mengzi.

Although the others are poor, they are also better than the average veteran, after all, they have touched the shotgun for several years or even more than ten years, and with a little training, they are better than the average soldier in shooting, and the difference is only combat experience. But it is also better to know how to lurk and hide and other hunting experience, which is not something that a veteran can learn in a short time.

Sun Tao did not participate in the training, he listened to the radio every half an hour, and the rest of the time was to study the information given to him by Dong Ku, the four-corner number, he only took half a day to completely learn to use it; There are two days at most for him to read and memorize all of these materials, but it will take time to absorb them.

Everything seems to be going well, and the only regret is that there are no candidates among these Orions who can learn radio. These hunters are different from him and Shanzi, he has gone to private school, Shanzi's ancestors have practiced medicine for generations, and they are necessary to read and write prescriptions, and these hunters are rarely literate.

Putting down the four-corner number, Sun Tao thought to himself.

"It seems that I have to tell Brother Dong that I have to find someone else to learn radio, otherwise these people can't read and write in two months......"

PS: A simple and effective tool for catching red deer in the early years of the Orion when catching feet. The red deer's sense of smell is extremely sensitive, and the residual smell of gunpowder in the barrel can be smelled from a long distance, making it difficult for the old sand gun with a range of only forty or fifty meters to get close, so the hunter uses a hole in the board to buckle a long circle of nails obliquely, clip out the hoof shell of the red deer, and tie a heavy object with an iron chain on the wooden board, so that the red deer can drag and walk and cannot run, so as to hunt. It's called catching feet.