The Yamamoto commando team was ambushed, and the mission was declared a failure. But it does not mean that the commandos have suffered a devastating blow.

Because of its powerful firepower and relatively limited terrain, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army had no way to chase them out to expand the results of the battle, so they could only send them with artillery shells.

Kazuki Yamamoto retreated from the entrance of the back village, and there were 23 people left in the group. Three of the top soldiers were killed by surprise because of the opponent's first round of blows. There are three more broken queens, and they will definitely not come back.

If both of the above are the losses that failure deserves, Yamamoto can still accept it. Then the worst thing must be Zhu Ziming's one for one and the team leader who was killed, this is simply a senseless casualty.

He had already said that a man who dared to betray even his own country could be expected to be loyal to the imperial army.

These guys just don't take it to heart, isn't this just an accident!

Walking on the rugged mountain road, he blushed and observed the surrounding mountains as he walked.

At this time, no one in the team dared to talk to him, and the team members knew him, and this commander liked to take out anger on others when he was in a bad mood. At this time, if it becomes a punching bag, it is really wronged.

The mountains in the northwest of Jin Province are barren, with little vegetation, only a few drought-tolerant bushes, and the iron-blue mountain rocks are bare.

The weathered gravel on the mountain road rattles at your feet, and if you are not careful, you can roll into a mountain stream, which is very boring, with no grass and wild flowers, no waterfalls, no birds and beasts, and no poetry at all.

The mountain is surprisingly quiet and lifeless, and when you look up, the dangerous rocky cliffs on both sides seem to be about to squeeze down at any moment.

Yamamoto's mood is getting worse and worse, and this long-distance run seems to be going wrong everywhere. A very well-thought-out battle plan suffered setbacks at every turn in actual combat.

Zhu Ziming, who had already betrayed the Eighth Route Army, why did he betray the Imperial Army again? He really couldn't figure it out, hasn't this guy been corrupted into a guy who is greedy for life and afraid of death?

Why aren't you afraid of death this time?

It's a pity that this guy died too quickly, otherwise he would definitely catch and ask questions to figure out the doubts in his mind.

Moreover, this failed battle challenged his authority in the secret service team, and although the team members did not say anything, their expressions showed dissatisfaction.

Fighting a war is like that, no matter whether your tactical command is proper or not, as long as you win, you are a hero. Otherwise, you're not a fucking bullshit, and you've become the target of public criticism.

It's enough to think about it, you can't sneak attack the opponent, but you will be ambushed by the opponent, and you will be depressed if you put it on anyone.

"Sir, the captain of the Liyuan detachment has sent news that they have escaped from the encirclement and interception of the Eighth Route Army and entered the mountain." Yamamoto Owka reported with a walkie-talkie on his back.

Kazuki Yamamoto took the call headset and asked, "Tachihara-kun, how are the casualties?" ”

Listening to the news coming from the headphones, he suddenly changed color, "Baga! Zhu Ziming is dead, dead! ”

Even worse news than the failure of the mission is the casualties of his teammates.

The road at the entrance of the former village is even narrower, and if the road is blocked, it will be a situation where one man is the one and the man is not open. If the mission is carried out normally, a few team members will stay there, and the Eighth Route Army will not want to escape.

But after living in a different place, this road has now become the road of death. Immediately after receiving a severe blow, the head of the Tachihara detachment immediately ordered a retreat.

The Eighth Route soldiers couldn't chase it out, but the shells could chase it out, it was really a cannon hitting a heel, and if they ran slowly, they had to be torn to pieces, and they didn't even have a second option.

In this wave, half of the 60 special agents he originally brought with him were directly killed or wounded. What's even more infuriating is that the soldiers of the second battalion who copied from the back bread after the battle started, and they also wanted to beat the water dogs.

But a tiger is still a tiger after all, and not everyone can bully it.

Although the special combat personnel withstood this wave of blows and suffered heavy casualties, their ammunition was sufficient, and their fighting skills were not lost!

The fighters of the second battalion of the submachine gun almost did not dare to raise their heads, and it was impossible to rush up in pursuit, so they could only hide behind cover and shoot, trying to inflict casualties on them.

The cavalry company also acted together, and at first the cavalry company commander thought that he had encountered an ordinary devil, and wanted to lead the troops to charge and chop melons and vegetables.

But after seeing this kind of firepower, he never dared to mention this kind of thing again. What is the difference between this and charging a tank with cavalry? Could it be that he exchanged the lives of more than a hundred soldiers for a few of his little devils?

There is no such thing as fighting.

So this group of little devils only retreated into the mountains smoothly at a small price.

After the two teams converged, Yamamoto Kazuki's face was simply unsightly. He looked at this team where almost everyone was injured, and his heart trembled with distress.

These one-in-a-hundred special forces are the only capital for him Yamamoto to gain a foothold in the army. It's half gone all of a sudden, how can you calm him down.

Although the number of deaths in the Eighth Route Army is definitely higher than theirs, but those are all peasants who are brought over for training for two months and become a qualified soldier, how can they be compared to these special forces who are one in a hundred?

And it is consumed here, it is gold for stone, and it cannot be drawn at all.

The failure of the mission, the heavy casualties of the special forces, and the disappointed eyes of the commander after returning all made his mood worse than any worse.

But the reality still has to be faced, all they can do at the moment is to get closer to the Xiji stronghold, and wait until they get on the truck and go back.

But as he was about to reach the exit of the mountain, there was a sudden fierce gunfire in front of him.

Yamamoto was stunned, the group of spearheads he sent out and his team always kept a distance of two kilometers, and it must have been that the spearmen were in trouble.

The radio intercom came from the call of Kawamoto, the leader of the spearhead group, "Yamamoto-kun, we have been ambushed, it seems to be the Eighth Route Army of the Independent Regiment, we can still hold on, please reinforce, please reinforce." ”

Yamamoto's heart was half cold, there must have been something wrong with this operation. There are so many Eighth Route Army temporarily transferred to the village, and even the way to retreat is blocked layer by layer, this is his Yamamoto's life!

"Report, Xiji stronghold called, they were shelled, all the cars were blown up, Tsuda Shaoza suggested that we move closer to the county seat of Ping'an." Yamamoto reported again.

This time it can be regarded as igniting the anger in Yamamoto Kazuki's heart, he looked ahead with a telescope and said to himself: "Tubalu, you really think Lao Tzu is muddy!" ”

The muscles of his whole body were tense at this time, like the last blow of a leopard when it pounced on its prey, the bloodthirsty desire, the passion of battle made him almost cheerful, and a set of surprising and winning battle plans had been quickly formed in his mind.