Looking at the sunset in the sky, a lone Japanese seaplane was flying inland.

Looking at these, Major General Shozaburo Sato continued to think in his heart:

If you don't come up with any results...... Now it is only hoped that the forces will be concentrated for a surprise attack in the evening, or that the troops on both sides will be able to ......

Yes, according to the order sent by the command of the 101st Division and issued by Lieutenant General Masaki Ito, at this moment the 102nd Brigade of Major General Yoshio Kudo will send troops of two wings to attack the position in front of him from both sides.

He didn't know that although the orphaned seaplane in the sky was painted with the Japanese military insignia, it was a pity that the pilot sitting on it was not one of them.

"Brother Zhang, can you pay attention, there are two groups of devils approaching the pontoon position, I estimate that they will be fighting with you in a few hours at most, and if you want to leave, you will ...... quickly."

The delta wing is indeed capable of conducting aerial reconnaissance, but the reconnaissance range is much smaller than that of a reconnaissance plane, or a reconnaissance plane painted with the Japanese military insignia.

Listening to Li Yinbao's voice from the walkie-talkie, Zhang Sixing replied,

"Don't worry, we're ready to go."

The Japanese water reconnaissance plane, which was watching the sky getting farther and farther away, was flying towards the red glow in the sky, and it would not be long before it would be dark, and Zhang Sixing had been waiting for a long time at this time.

"Sir, let's ......"

Lu Feizhang came to Zhang Sixing's side and asked quietly,

"Have the warriors eaten?"

"It's all full, and the food of the Japanese heavy artillery units is good. Those guys in the Jing'an Army said that the food was much better than their usual food. ”

"Let's get ready to act, more than half of the two Japanese brigades, as well as the baggage, are close to the pontoon position, just take this opportunity to give them chrysanthemums."

"Chrysanthemum?"

Looking at Lu Feizhang who was stunned, Zhang Sixing gave him a fart-butt kick,

"Grab a knife from the chrysanthemum...... Tell the fighters in the car that no one is excited to get out of the car and just shoot out, tell the tankers not to blow up the car when they see it, tell the White Russians to drive back when they see the car, and Lao Tzu will buy it with money. ”

The White Russians in the International Chamber of Commerce are all mercenaries. The concession used them as regular military envoys, because the profiteers had lived a peaceful life for a long time.

And the real way to use mercenaries is that whether it is human life or equipment, Lao Tzu buys it with money.

Soon in the twilight, a group of Japanese motorcycles was gathering towards the attacked heavy artillery unit. Along with them was a cavalry squadron under the command of the 101st Brigade of the 102nd Division.

Unfortunately, their search was completely fruitless, except for the loss of some manpower.

Everyone knew right now that they were dealing with the guys who had retreated from the Four Elements Warehouse. The most important feature of that army is that it has a large number of snipers and many weapons of unknown origin.

In the evening, motorcycle scouts and cavalrymen gather to prepare for dinner, and then set up camp to rest.

"Alas, only our 101st Division is the slowest to advance, and the other divisions are pursuing twenty kilometers faster than us......"

Twenty kilometers a day, and the speed is not slow.

Even in the future, Eagle Sauce in Europe will attack at a speed of only about forty kilometers a day.

"We're so unlucky to meet those guys from the Four Lines Warehouse......"

At this moment, the Japanese who rushed out from Shanghai to pursue the Chinese army were also tired from a long battle, but they won on the battlefield, so their morale was still high.

The sound of the engine could be heard in the distance, but in the twilight, nothing could be seen clearly.

"Which troop is that, they ......"

In the chaos of the battlefield, the sound of the engine cannot be transmitted too far. By the time the sentries found out, the engines weren't too far away.

"Go to a motorbike and see which unit it is, maybe the stupid X's from the baggage troops."

At this moment, the war had just begun, and the Japanese army was still relatively well supplied. There is no such thing as smearing their faces together to be robbers because of local supplies.

And the most characteristic feature of this supply is the endless fleet of trucks or horses, such as Eagle Sauce's "Red Ball Express" troops.

"Boom ......"

At this time, the sound of the engine became louder, and the Japanese scouts looked curiously into the distance with their bowls and chopsticks. Others were curious, jumping on the wreckage of the destroyed heavy artillery and looking into the distance.

Suddenly, the headlights came from the direction of the engine in the distance, and in front of them were ten armored vehicles, and although they were still a hundred meters away, the headlights still shook the scouts' eyes.

"Don't those people understand that you can't turn on the headlights when you march at night, in case you ......"

"What bullshit, the Chinese army has retreated, except for a position in front of our 101st Division, and they don't have heavy artillery."

The scouts' attention was drawn to the tanks and armored vehicles that had suddenly lit up, unaware of the impending surprise attack.

A group of people in camouflage had already approached them.

At this time, it was less than fifty meters away from his target, but this put no pressure on Lu Feizhang and his subordinates who were accustomed to fighting guerrillas. Quietly raised from the ground and asked his men,

"We ran all the way with them on our backs, and let them knock out all the sentries......"

It was the snipers who ran all the way on their backs, after all, they were not equipped with any ostrich boots, and they needed to be carried by Lu Feizhang's men for quick action.

A few barely audible sniper-gunshots, and the sentries set up by the reconnaissance team fell silently. More Japanese scouts were still watching the approaching convoy at this time, not noticing what was happening behind them.

Lu Feizhang jumped up from the ground, then fell down and strode forward.

The men who had cooperated with them for a long time ran silently forward with him, the HP90 in his hand spewing silent tongues of fire at each Japanese scout that was discovered.

No matter how many criticisms of mufflers I have seen on the Internet in the past, saying that the field troops do not need the voices at all, Zhang Sixing is sure of one thing. That is, no matter how many advantages an ordinary muffler can bring, even a little bit is worth it.

Because on the battlefield, the balance of life and death may be changed because of this advantage.

The snipers did not follow Lu Feizhang's movements, and from the first shot, the weapons in their hands kept spewing out silent tongues of fire.

Silent sniping is more suitable for fire suppression during assaults than the suppressive effect of machine guns.

Hordes of soldiers in camouflage uniforms and ostrich boots swooped into the camp of the Japanese reconnaissance team like ghosts in the dark night.

In just fifteen minutes, a cavalry squadron and a motorcycle squadron were wiped out under the silent blows of Lu Feizhang and snipers. There were a few scouts who fled on horseback, and it soon became clear how ridiculous their actions were.

The sound of horses' hooves could not hide the sonorous sound of the approaching machinery behind them.

Unfortunately, the Japanese found that it only took a few moments for someone to catch up from behind, and the terrible thing was that the goods still came running, and they ran faster than his horse.