In the jungle path, a group of heavily armed Japanese troops marched in the rain.

The heavy rain was beating on their raincoats, and such a violent storm could not stop them from marching. For this reason, they even ate and drank on the road, and those who fell did not support them, and they did not even carry artillery, just because it would slow down the march. The Japanese army was by no means an opponent to be underestimated, and the willpower of this group of people was amazing.

When the Japanese saw the command knife stuck in the road, the Japanese pursuing force of the rapid march stopped. A Japanese commander with the rank of captain pulled out, staring indifferently at the corpse of the officer hanging from the tree, the dead bodies of the Japanese army on the side of the road were neatly stacked, and Chen Yu even intimately covered them with raincoats.

No one collected the body, and the body of the Japanese officer hanging from the tree was still in the tree. They suffered Chen Yu's loss, knowing that there would be traps, and in the face of this humiliation, the Japanese commander stared into the distance.

The Japanese army that pursued us was the Japanese army brigade that fought a bloody battle with the Sichuan Army at the airport. This brigade lost more than one squadron at the airfield, abandoned the carts and mules and horses of the transport team, and organized the baggage troops into the only two remaining squadrons for a light and rapid march.

This is a Japanese army that has been angered to the extreme by the Sichuan Army, and they have thrown away everything that hinders the speed of the march in order to annihilate the Sichuan Army, which has been entangled with them from the airport.

The wind howled and the rain poured down. When the Japanese army passed by, nothing had changed, the corpses hanging from the trees were still there, and the corpses lying on the side of the road were still washed away by the heavy rain. Blood and rain mixed and flowed across the land, and it was soon trampled by the boots of the army and merged with the dirt.

Chen Yu was still shuttling through the jungle, and for the first time in the deserted jungle, an outsider had arrived.

"Beware of the swamp quagmire, sink into it and you'll be gone." Chen Yu was directing his men to carry out interspersed encirclement, and carry out a surprise attack after the Japanese army arrived at the dead and dead ambush circle.

In the primeval jungle that has been the same for thousands of years, an army of more than 70 people is trekking. Relying on the compass in his hand, Chen Yu followed the general direction to intersperse. Interspersed in the jungle, and also led a group of routs to intersperse, whether it is for Chen Yu as a commander or those comrades who have experienced nine deaths, it is a test of life and death.

Walking through a chaotic shrub and thorns, the bears of the lost dragon took the lead in opening the way for everyone. Passing through the bushes, and in front of him was a swamp, Chen Yu leaned on a wooden stick to explore the place where he could put his feet, and had been soaked in stagnant water for a long time, with rotting silt and aquatic plants growing above, and an unpleasant miasma floating in the air.

"Bastard company commander, if you find this kind of way, you will be killed." The dragon grumbled.

Chen Yu wiped the rain on his face with his sleeve: "You have a lot of, you are quite a big Northeast man, more delicate than Chief A Yi." Look at your feet, if you fall in, you will kill yourself, Lao Tzu will not pull you. ”

"Don't! I don't know how to water, if I fall into it, I'll be the first to pull you back. ”

"I'll shoot it when I raise my hand."

Everyone took wooden sticks one by one, and Chen Yu walked in front to explore the way for them. If he wants to die, he is the first to die, and everyone has complaints in their hearts, but they can't live and can't defeat the Japanese army.

Cui Yong had already lost his heavy machine gun, albeit reluctantly.

Climb to the shore of the swamp and rain drops drift in the dim sky. The heavy rain had abated quite a bit, and a group of people were gasping for breath as they lay on the rotting and smelly fallen leaves.

'Bang~~~Bang~~~'

Explosions sounded in the distance, and this was the sound of our artillery. Chen Yu was extremely familiar with the British two-pounder cannon that had saved him countless times at the airport, he hated this kind of sound, hated any cannon sound, and would tell him all the time that he was fighting the Japanese army.

Mi Long raised his head and looked: "Shot?" ”

"Our artillery, less than three kilometers away." Chen Yu stood up and helped up the non-spicy who didn't want to get up again.

Three kilometers, which if you were in the plains, you could almost see it. But this is in the primeval jungle with rolling hills and dense trees, and it takes longer than ten kilometers to do three kilometers.

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In the improvised trench, he stood up and risked being shot by the Japanese army, raising his rifle and aiming at a grenadier group less than 100 meters away from the Japanese army. Dead, dead, kicked over, turned over, picked up his Li Yingfeld rifle and shot.

"Don't want to die?"

Annoyed and desperately shouted: "You guessed wrong, the Japanese army chasing us has two squadrons, that is, the group of Japanese soldiers who fought with us at the airport. They're chasing here now, and they're going to play with us, you know? ”

"Hahaha!" Dead, dead, laughing: "It's just right, I'll make a break today!" ”

Ambushed the Japanese troops who were pursuing us, and we did. The first round of artillery fire and firepower caused the Japanese army to lose nearly 100 people, but when the Japanese army stood firm, the difference in numbers disappeared.

The ambushed Japanese troops launched a charge without life, and even launched a charge without fire cover when the heavy machine guns were not erected and the light machine guns had not yet found the firing point. They hate us to the core, and they want to eat us alive.

"In order to catch up with us, this group of Japanese soldiers did not even carry artillery fire, and there were only six heavy machine guns and more than ten light machine guns, what are you afraid of?" Dead dead asked rhetorically.

"You're going to give our group of people to the Japanese army, so that they will eat with their mouths full of oil."

"Shut up!"

Dead and dead looked at the Japanese soldiers who kept charging down the hillside: "This is to die, his grandmother's Japanese didn't plan to go back alive, they charged without even setting up machine gun fire, and a fool did it." ”

"You're not one either?" Annoyed and desperate, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "This time it's all gone, a large group of Japanese troops, we have more than 700 broken soldiers." ”

"There is no brigade, now there are two infantry squadrons in the sky, and there is one less infantry squad for a desperate charge like this."

"How many times can we withstand such a charge?"

Behind the position, Luo Jinlong's artillery platoon kept firing grenades. He stood behind the mortar, holding a notebook wet from the rain in his hand, and from time to time picked up a telescope to observe where the shells landed.

"Correct the octave to the right, reload two rounds, put!"

'Huh~~~Huh! ’

The high-explosive grenade was pushed out by the gunpowder in the chamber and landed accurately on a Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun. Luo Jinlong did not dare to hesitate, continued to observe the opposite firing point, instructed the gunner to correct the trajectory, and suppressed the Japanese firing point.

Seeing that a Type 92 heavy machine gun on the opposite side had been blown up, he turned around and shouted: "Good fight, I'll get you two mountain guns when I go back then, this gun is too small and not suitable for you." ”

"Lao Tzu is the first to blow you up, bastard regiment leader, more bastard than bastard company commander!" Luo Jinlong spat out.

"Hehe, continue to suppress the fire!"

"You don't need to say it."

The Japanese men who charged on the narrow hillside suffered numerous casualties, grenadiers exploded on our positions, bullets shuttled between us and the Japanese, and every moment took lives. Ours, Japanese, flowers and trees that have just grown young leaves, and crawling insects and ants.

Chief Ah Yi hid behind a tree, pistol in hand. He now finally knew what Supervising Zhan was, and when he saw the indifferent and frustrated eyes of those new soldiers, Chief Ah Yi knew why when he asked Chen Yu, Chen Yu would say to be careful of the black gun.