On the dense forest path, the trees are intertwined with each other to shade the sky and the sun, and there is hardly much sunlight casting, and a few apes are still jumping and chirping from the branches.

In the depths of this dense forest, nearly two hundred Japanese soldiers with marching backpacks were cautiously groping their way forward, and the procession was divided into two parts, one after the other, and perhaps it was only for this reason that the sentries of the regiment deviated when they were probing.

At the very front of the line, 30 meters away, there was a ten-man squad leader, who worked in groups of three, back-to-back alternately covering the front, and the tense atmosphere seemed to be spreading throughout the team, as if every step was extremely cautious.

It is not difficult to see from all these behaviors that this Japanese army is definitely the elite of the troops, but even if they are so cautious, they still cannot escape the detection of the falcons, and at this time, several pairs of eyes in the forest are closely watching their every move.

"Goo-goo...... Goo ......"

"Chew Thomat, stop!"

There was a sudden sound of birds chirping around, and the commander of the team, Takamori Shaosa, immediately ordered to stop advancing, and I don't know why he suddenly felt a bad premonition suddenly arise in his heart.

"Takamori-kun... What's wrong? Cao Chang looked at him suspiciously.

"何でもないよ...... I always feel that something is wrong nearby, how far are we from Lashio railway station? ”

Cao Chang hurriedly took out the map to check it, and said: "It's almost there, the station should be a kilometer ahead, but... Do we need to fight the Huaxia directly? ”

"Oh, try not to reveal your whereabouts, and report to the wing commander as soon as the situation is clarified."

Gao Sen shook his head and looked around with palpitations, the unknown behind the big trees with teeth and claws was really uneasy.

The task of their squad is only to reconnoiter and wait for an opportunity, and as for whether to fight or not, wait until the opponent is evaluated.

According to the intelligence, the Chinese army they were about to face was the terrifying executioner army, and countless imperial soldiers had died at the hands of these butchers, and it was even heard that many people were beheaded and buried alive by them, and there were almost no prisoners.

Although these deeds have not been confirmed, there is still a small rumor among Japanese soldiers in northern Burma.

Angry...... It is the emotion that they react to immediately, but under the anger is deep fear and chill.

According to legend, the soul of the island nation of Japan resides in the womb, so their bushido believes that only through seppuku can they show their soul to others and wash away all their grievances and shame in the world...

But if they are beheaded like this in a foreign land, then their souls can only be sealed in their bodies forever, unable to return to their hometowns, and even become lonely souls and wild ghosts, and will never be able to live forever!

Gao Sen was also a veteran of the battlefield, but like most Japanese soldiers, they were very convinced of legends and superstitions, and after learning that the Chinese liked to cut off a large number of heads, they were more afraid in addition to being angry.

But there are some things that you can't hide from by being afraid......

The ten pacesetters at the front of the line were still walking forward without noticing, and one of the little devils had just bypassed the big tree in front of him, and suddenly... A dark shadow emerges from the bushes next to it!

"Poof!" With a bang, the sharp dagger pierced the Japanese soldier's neck in an instant, and the surrounding companions were shocked, and before they could react, more black shadows jumped out of the surrounding bushes.

......Blood gushed out from the wounds, and these dark shadows had obviously been in ambush for a long time, and they were almost always killed with a single blow.

"Beware!"

"Tactical Defense!"

There were still a few surviving little devils present, and they were trying to resist each other's attacks back to back with their companions, but how could these athletic people give them a chance?

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The crisp sound of the M1911 pistol suddenly rang out, and the little devil's 38 big cover could not be used at all at such a distance, and he could only end up with hatred under the opponent's repeated attacks.

The Falcon had practiced this kind of sneak attack countless times, and it was also very easy to use it at this time, and when the last Japanese soldier fell, it took them less than half a minute.

"Dada......!" A barrage of bullets rained down on them, splinters of wood splinters flew everywhere, and the trunks of the surrounding trees were cracked.

"Withdraw!"

The leader of the operation team immediately ordered a retreat, and the Falcon team members did not delay, and their figures flashed into the dense forest and disappeared.

Because the main forces of the devils behind the gunfire just now had already discovered the situation here, and without saying a word, the machine gun fire began to strafe wildly.

Although the distance between the two sides is only more than 30 meters, the density of trees in this jungle is too thick, even at such a close range, the bullets are still blocked by many large trees, and the surrounding bushes are overgrown, and people will disappear in an instant when they flash inside, and they don't know where to run.

"Yaga! These hateful Chinese pigs! ”

Gao Sen roared angrily, and secretly said that there was an ambush here, and the 10-person vanguard team was actually lost in just a few tens of seconds, it was simply.

"Yuki, Yamato! Each of you will take a detachment to outflank you and get those rats out for me!" ”

Cao Chang glanced ahead angrily, the anger in his eyes was about to erupt, and the corpses of those soldiers were still lying quietly on the ground, including his own brother.

"No... The rear team becomes the front team, withdraw! ”

"Nani? Squadron Leader, why are we withdrawing? ”

Unexpectedly, the squadron leader actually directly ordered a retreat, which made Cao Chang, who had always had a tough combat style, incomprehensible.

"Yaga! This is an order, didn't you hear it clearly? Retreat、Immediately! Gao Sen glared at him and roared again.

"Hey......" Although Cao Chang was unwilling, he didn't dare to disobey the will of his boss, so he could only obediently obey orders.

……

"Hey? Why the fuck did you run away like that? ”

Seeing that the other party was slowly retreating backwards, Long Wenwen, who was in ambush not far away, looked confused, no, why is the little devil so cowardly?

But it doesn't matter anymore, just when Falcon solved those vanguards, the two platoons under his command had already detoured back to the side and rear of the little devils, originally wanting to encircle them in three directions, but now there is only a strong attack.

"Ahh It's a grenade! ”

"Lie down!"

"Boom! Rumble! Boom ......"

The front was already blazing, and the fighters who came out of the flank forest threw grenades into the ranks of the devils, and the dense gunfire continued to ring, and the ill-prepared Japanese fell in large numbers.

"Grandpa rush!" Long Wenwen picked up Thomson and shouted, and led people to chase after the little devil.

The attack from two directions suddenly made Gao Sen feel pressured, the Huaxia people were so insidious, they actually ambushed so many people here, and he didn't know if he could rush out.

The difficulty of the battle in the jungle is unimaginable, this can be described as a real hand-to-hand combat, the distance between the two sides is only twenty or thirty meters, and you can even see the appearance of the other party when you look up.

At such a close distance, it was difficult for the Japanese to give full play to their advantage in accurate shooting, and the front and rear blocking was so serious that the machine gunners did not dare to open fire rashly, for fear of accidentally injuring their own people.

However, the soldiers of the regiment did not worry about these problems at all, grenades opened the way, submachine guns swept the tail, they only needed to carry out this simple tactic, and the gap in firepower at such a close range was vividly reflected.

The battle lasted less than ten minutes before the Japanese fell in their thirties, and the Cao Chang was blown to pieces by the first wave of grenades, while Gao Sen's arm was also scratched by a shrapnel, and blood stained the clothes on his entire arm.

Seeing that his side was suppressed in all directions, and there were constant casualties in the ranks, Gao Sen immediately gave up his plan to shoot at the enemy, and he could only rush over like a ship, and maybe there was still a glimmer of life.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he pulled out his katana, and shouted forward with the tip of the knife: "Follow me, kill all these Chinese people!" ”

"殺せ!"

"Hurry!"

The little devil immediately loaded his bayonet and rushed towards the fighters with a shout of life. If you don't fight, you will die, and if you work hard, you may be able to earn one more, and at this moment all the Japanese are rushing forward like crazy.

Long Wenwen had just run out of a magazine, and when he was about to reload, he suddenly saw two little devils rushing towards him with a 1.2-meter 38 big cover.

Is this worth it? When he didn't have time to reload, he immediately let go of Thomson and pulled out his pistol, raised his hand and snapped it into two shots.

Now the troops have issued M1911 as an officer's gun, but Long Wenwen still likes the twenty-shot box gun in his hand, for no other reason... The main thing is big! Down! And the bomb capacity is large.

The two little devils who rushed over were killed on the spot, and Long Wenwen did not charge forward again, but turned around and shouted: "The team alternates to cover and retreat!" ”

The fighters also saw the situation clearly, and turned around and left without saying a word, in this case, they will fight with bayonets? Unless the brain is not good.

In the process of retreating, each three-person combat team would stop from time to time to set up a gun to cover the comrades running next to them, and never give the little devil a chance to get entangled.

Even if a fast little devil arrives, the m1911 in the hands of each squad leader will teach them to be human beings and tell them viciously... Times have changed.

You must know that a regiment is Liao Mingyu's own son, and the pistol is directly popularized to the class, and each squad leader and squad deputy has an M1911, and even the brave soldiers can be rewarded with one, in order to fight against the little devils at every turn.

The pistol has a short length, which can be easily turned to either side to shoot, and the shooting position can also be varied. The stopping force is large and the penetration force is small, and even after hitting the first opponent at close range, it is not easy to penetrate and injure the people behind you.

Although the submachine gun can do this, its ultra-fast rate of fire and dispersion cannot be fully controlled, so it is also extremely easy to cause accidental damage, and it turns out that the pistol is the real king in white-knuckle combat.

The soldiers began to fight and retreat, always keeping a certain distance from the other side, and the Japanese soldiers who gave up the defense and charged alone could only choose to resist hard, and soon there were more and more corpses of the Japanese soldiers on the ground, but they also caused some casualties to the Ninth Company under their desperate counterattack.

With the passage of time, the remaining Japanese were no longer able to charge, they could only slowly shrink the ranks and gradually retreat, and the soldiers of the Ninth Company gave full play to the tactical policy of attacking the enemy and retreating, and the enemy was tired and we were fighting, and pressed forward again.

The little devil's straight stab was easily dodged by Long Wenwen, and before he could pull back, the latter raised his pistol and was about to kill him.

"Click!"

At the critical time, there were no bullets, and Long Wen secretly screamed that it was not good, and this little devil seemed to see hope, and he stepped back and stabbed forward again with a gun.

Seeing that the situation was in crisis, but there was not much panic in Long Wenwen's eyes, he flashed out the opponent's attack range again, pulled out the katana he was carrying behind his back, took advantage of the unstable center of gravity after his stab, and quickly approached, raised his knife and slashed straight down.

"Whoa......

"Ahh

The little devil's shoulder was cut open with a hideous gap, and a heart-rending scream suddenly sounded, and blood splashed all over Long Wen's face like a fountain, and the knife almost chopped off his entire shoulder along with his arm.

Long Wenwen was somewhat surprised by the sharpness of the ivory-handled katana in his hand, just now he was only holding the knife in one hand and did not use all his strength, so it was really surprising that he could cause such terrifying damage.

This is the trophy captured when the top of the 18th Division was captured, and he has always carried it with him and has not actually used it, and today is the first time he has seen blood.

At this moment, two warriors came up to protect him, and taking advantage of this opportunity, he quickly reloaded, and then pounced on the enemy again.

The high-spirited dragon article held a box cannon in his left hand, an ivory katana in his right hand, and his upper body was dripping with blood, like a bloody god slaughtering little Japan one by one.

In the crowd, Squadron Leader Takamori met Ryuwen at a glance, only to see him raise his katana and slowly approach the latter, the meaning could not be more obvious...

Singled out? Long Wenwen sneered again and again, and simply made a gesture to accept the challenge.

Gao Sen didn't dare to be careless, but his hands clenched the hilt of the knife but his feet accelerated suddenly, and the long knife was raised high and shouted, swinging down towards Long Wenwen's head like a mountain.

"Bang!"

After a gunshot, Takamori's forward body slammed to the ground, staring at his opponent with wide eyes and puzzlement.

"What is it... You ......" Gao Sen wanted to say something, but the bullet had shattered his left lung, and blood gushed out down his respiratory tract, and he could no longer say half a word.

Long Wenwen put down his pistol and walked over quickly, looking at the devil officer who was constantly twitching on the ground, and couldn't help muttering, "Damn! Not dead? ”

Poof!

With a swing of the knife, Gao Sendi's head was instantly separated from his body, and his pale and weak face was full of resentment and unwillingness.

Long Wenwen pursed his lips disdainfully, not even looking at the head on the ground. What the is it going to be a heads-up? Crazy, right? It is the most rational to kill the enemy with the fastest and most effective means on the battlefield, and everything else is stupid x behavior.

The Japanese soldiers couldn't dodge when they saw his image, because this guy didn't talk about martial arts at all, thinking that he was going to fight with a knife, and it turned out to be two shots.

……

"Dead, dead, I counted a total of more than 180 corpses of Little Japan, and I shouldn't have to escape." He walked over slowly with a gun, his bloodstained face slightly hideous.

Long Wen picked up the katana and rubbed the blood on the clothes of a corpse, and his arm was a little sore from the continuous slashes in the battle just now, but the little devil who died under the knife was no less than the number of hands.

"What about troop casualties?"

To be numb frowned, raised his hand and picked his face: "Thirty-three died, twenty-six were injured, eight are estimated to be enough, and the others are minor injuries that will not affect the next battle." ”

After the first battle, there were nearly 60 casualties, which was really distressing, but fortunately, it was a bloody gain to completely annihilate this lone devil squadron.

The vanguard dared to get so close, indicating that the main force of the Japanese army should be not far away, and the movement just now was so loud that it could be heard from a few kilometers away, and it was estimated that the Japanese must be pressing towards this side now.

Thinking of this, Long Wenwen put the knife into the sheath and commanded sharply: "Collect ammunition and food, and give me everything that can be picked." ”

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