"Lao Tzu's horse!" With a loud curse, Sun Desheng rolled from the ground and immediately hid in a roadside ditch, while the cavalry behind him slowed down and observed the enemy situation in front.

The moonlight was very strong, and Sun Desheng could only use the telescope to vaguely see that there seemed to be a large number of figures shaking in the distance four or five hundred meters away.

Then, Sun Desheng whistled, and a gray war horse broke away from the team and ran towards him.

One person and two horses, running out is Sun Desheng's spare horse!

Sun Desheng spread his big feet, ran two steps, grabbed the reins, and turned over on his horse: "There are devils in ambush, a column, spread out the formation, charge!" With that, he drew his saber from his waist.

The cavalry could not be the mother-in-law's class, and this kind of flat road was the most conducive to the cavalry to charge.

Four or five hundred meters, shoot the horse, and it's here in the blink of an eye!

In a moment, a warrior appeared on Sun Desheng's left and formed a team with Sun Desheng.

With a glance out of the corner of his eye, the formation is complete!

As soon as he knocked the horse's belly, Sun Desheng's crotch shot out like an arrow.

"Kill!"

The roar of ten people was shocking, and it faintly overwhelmed the sound of the crumbling horses' hooves.

The speed of the horse became faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, it was more than 200 meters away from Yamamoto's team.

Sun Desheng, who rushed to the front, shook the reins slightly, shifted the horse's head slightly, and at the same time touched the horse's belly with his heel, and then he saw the fire suddenly light up not far away.

"Da Da Da"

"Da Da Da"

"Da Da Da"

The sound of gunshots like popping beans rang out, followed by the mournful roar of the war horse, but Sun Desheng was still unmoved, and resolutely rushed towards the place where the gunfire rose without hesitation.

"Da Da Da"

"Da Da Da"

"Kill!" Sun Desheng burst out and waved the saber in his hand.

The gray war horse and the devil passed by, the mirror-like blade reflected a frightened face, and the saber in his hand also drew a cold light under the moonlight.

"Poof!"

A six-yang leader soared into the sky, and a devil didn't even scream before he could send out his soul to the sky. Shine.

Blood gushed out, staining the moon in the sky with a blood-colored haze.

After the first devil, the war horse slowed down.

The gunfire of "Da Da Da" also stopped suddenly!

Tightening the reins, Sun Desheng turned his horse's head, glanced at the two corpses on the ground, and then said to his cavalry squad: "Clean up the battlefield quickly!" ”

"Company Commander Sun, don't you chase devils?" A warrior asked.

"Don't chase it, there are sharpshooters in the devil's team, and you can hit the war horse at four or five hundred meters, this kind of marksmanship, plus it's dark, we suffer too much." Although Sun Desheng is competitive, he is not a reckless man, and the shot of Kurosaki just now let him know that there is a very powerful sharpshooter in the enemy's team.

And this sharpshooter, who didn't let go of the cold gun again, also made him feel lucky.

It turned out that Sun Desheng was sent out to pick up the leaks, but the battle situation changed suddenly, and the deployment of the devil's troops oppressed his activity area.

But since the mission was not completed, he changed his tactics and began to cooperate with the guerrillas to fight the devil's convoy.

Today, he took advantage of the darkness of night to cooperate with the guerrillas to destroy a puppet army stronghold.

It's just that I didn't expect to meet the Yamamoto special team unexpectedly after the victory.

The battlefield was quickly cleared.

The soldier handed over the submachine gun of the special combat team to Sun Desheng, and as soon as he saw the gun, he knew that he had met the main owner tonight.

The task assigned by the regiment commander is also completed, although there are not many captures, but the two hands should be able to intersect.

However, when he saw the remaining bullets, he couldn't help but curse, "Lao Tzu has waited for so many days, but he has encountered a poor ghost with a stick!" What TMD bad luck! ”

It turned out that the ammunition ration of the Yamamoto special combat team was very high, but after a breakthrough battle, there was almost no ammunition left, and there was still a little, but after the short confrontation just now, it was basically gone!

It can be said that if Sun Desheng's reaction is slower, it is estimated that he will not even be able to seize this ammunition.

In this regard, Sun Desheng felt extremely aggrieved.

He wants to hit anyone now, he can hit anyone.

It's a pity that there are only his comrades-in-arms around him!

I finally met the Yamamoto special combat team, but I didn't expect this result.

Sun Desheng sighed, shook his head, and said in his heart, if you know this situation, it is better not to fight this battle!

Three horses were lost, and seven or eight were wounded, and I don't know if they can be cured, but fortunately, the warriors were only slightly injured.

After collecting the booty, ten cavalrymen stood in a neat formation.

"Salute!" Following Sun Desheng's order, the ten soldiers neatly saluted the dead horses, and then they turned over and disappeared into the night.

Coming and going like the wind, without the slightest drag of mud and water, this is the true color of cavalry.

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The sun rose quietly, and a jeep slowly drove into Yamamoto's station, and Yamamoto was lifted out.

When I went out, I was in high spirits, and when I came back, I was embarrassed.

There were 80 people when they went out, and 20 people when they came back.

A full 60 people were left behind in the scorched land of China.

The number of Yamamoto special operations team is not large, the veteran team members are in their early 100s, and the number of second-line reserves and auxiliary troops is only more than 200, and the strength is not even a squadron.

But just such a small number of people occupy the number of a wing and eat the quartermaster of a wing.

is so luxurious, it can be seen how much attention Shinozuka attaches to it.

This time, all the players brought by Yamamoto are veterans, it can be said that it is the blood of the Yamamoto special combat team, and 60 people were lost at one time, plus those who were killed by Xu San and Li Si in the early stage, and those who were killed by Monk Wei, it can be said that the real injuries are broken, and it is simply not enough time to recover without a year.

Yamamoto was lying on the hospital bed, hanging on a drip, his eyes staring at the ceiling, blinking and blinking, as if he was thinking about something again.

"Report!" A voice came from outside the door of the ward.

"Come in!" After saying that, Yamamoto rolled over and sat up.

A special combat member pushed the door in, walked up to Yamamoto, saluted, and then handed a folder over with both hands: "Da Zuo, this is the latest battle report of Duck Dock!" ”

Yamamoto took the battle report: "You go down first!" ”

"Hey! Big left, please take care of yourself! The special operators saluted and withdrew.

Opening the battle report, Yamamoto took a quick look at it, and then a gurgling sound came out of his throat.

Yoshino, who was on the sidelines, knew that this was a sign before Yamamoto was about to get angry, so he immediately stood upright and waited for Yamamoto's anger to come.

The ward fell silent for a moment, and Yamamoto seemed to read the battle report carefully again in order to confirm it!

"Yaga!" Yamamoto burst into a shout, and the battle report was thrown to the ground by him!

"Big Left! Is there something wrong with the duck dock! ”

"A bunch of stupid pigs! Yaga! Kurosawa, this stupid pig, pigs are better than you, Yaga! Yamamoto continued to growl, and then a blush oozed from the newly changed bandage.

"Big Left! Don't be angry! Seeing Yamamoto's wound cracking, Yoshino immediately spoke out to dissuade him.

Yamamoto roared in his throat and exhaled a breath of turbidity, "Look at the battle report!" ”

"Hey!"

Yoshino picked up the battle report from the ground, read it carefully, and then his face changed suddenly, "This, this, how is it possible?" The Eighth Route Army would actually use gambling bombs? Aren't they afraid of violating international conventions? Haven't they always advertised themselves as teachers of righteousness? Their gas bombs are ......"

Yamamoto stretched out his hand and stopped Yoshino's words behind him: "Nothing is impossible!" There are spies in the Imperial Army! Leaked my battle plan! From the moment I was ambushed at the headquarters of the new regiment, I knew that someone had betrayed us! Not only did he betray us, he betrayed the Empire! ”

Yoshino lowered his head and didn't dare to speak out, because this kind of thing was not something he could comment on as a soldier.

After a while, Yamamoto's anger seemed to stop, "Yoshino-kun, it seems that someone is looking at us with red eyes!" ”

"Hey!"

"You're young, you're a good soldier, just like me. But none of us are a good officer! ”

"Yamamoto Daizo is the best commander I've ever met!"

A helpless smile appeared on Yamamoto's face, "When you sit in my position, you will know that a good officer doesn't just need to be able to command battles!" ”