Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 1048 Enemy Tracks!

Yes, although Fujiwara Seno was the one with the least battlefield experience among all the people present, his keen intuition still made him feel the crisis.

Seeing that nothing can be done, and the opponent has plans to further threaten our side, he immediately ordered decisively: "Order, the second team stays to block the enemy, and the rest retreat!"

The trench area he was in was quite ingenious, with a length of 40 meters facing the mountain road below, but the side arced to a rocky area and extended to a distance, enough to provide cover under the MG34 machine gun fire.

This is probably considered by the infantry squad that dug the trench long ago, but now it is making wedding clothes for Fujiwara Senxie.

The evacuation of the Japanese troops on the hillside was naturally much easier. The distance was far away, and with the cover of the dense forest, if they wanted to run, even the special forces with machine guns and MG34 machine guns could not leave them behind.

However, if they just turn around and run away regardless, the Japanese army is thinking too much. There is a machine gun, a machine gun, and a dozen semi-automatic rifles below. Half of them stayed on that hillside.

Not to mention that under the cover of their own firepower, Shen Laoliu and Ming Xin have already led a few people out of the carriage bunker, circled by the two wings, and planned to swallow him in one bite.

Therefore, before the evacuation, Fujiwara Senxie cut off the wrists of a strong man cruelly, leaving at least a combat team of six Japanese soldiers to stop it.

It has to be said that the Japanese army he led was indeed an elite army. Even if he knew that those left behind must be dead, the six Japanese soldiers all ordered and forbade them. Under the siege of Tang Dao and a group of special forces, the three rifles persisted for nearly 15 minutes before being wiped out by all the members.

That was enough to make Fujiwara Senxie lead the remnants into the deep mountains. For these dangerous enemies, Tang Dao rationally stopped his pursuit and continued to chase them. The trapped beasts are the most terrifying. Therefore, he could only wipe out this elite Japanese army at the cost of at least five or six people.

It would be more appropriate to leave it to the army of the 17th Division to search the mountains!
Moreover, this battle did not disappoint Tang Dao too much.

It was expected that the elite team sent by the Japanese army to rescue Yamashita would not exceed 40 people. Now there are roughly 20 people here, and the Japanese army who escaped from the battlefield was shot and killed by MG34 machine guns during their escape. The one killed by a single shot in Sanjiang had 16 corpses of Japanese soldiers on the entire battlefield.

This means that more than half of this bullshit agent team has been killed, and the possibility of reappearing has basically been lost.

The road ahead should be much cleaner.

However, the officers and soldiers of the Four Elements Regiment who were in charge of counting the battlefield did not show any joy on their faces.

It wasn't the battle that cost them enough ammunition to wipe out a squad of infantry, nor was it a fierce battle that resulted in the loss of two draft horses and a warhorse, and two wounded.

Instead, when it comes to the battle loss ratio between the two sides, it turned out to be almost 1:1.

After the battle, they found 11 corpses in the wooden shed that was originally used as a resting place for the sentry soldiers, all of them were soldiers from the [-]th Division.

However, this was not the end. In the woods on the hillside, three remains were found that had been tortured to such an extent that they were still gagged until they died.

In addition, the Chinese soldier who was coerced by the Japanese army happened to be a complete infantry squad, which means that the infantry squad of the 17th Division can already declare the cancellation of the establishment.

Because, the soldier who instinctively responded after being scolded by Lu Sanjiang was shot in the chest, and it is estimated that he would not survive.

"I can't help it, I really can't help it. If I don't cooperate with them, they will kill Squad Leader Niu and the others. Those who came out of our township to join the army are already dead and Squad Leader Niu and I are left. We can't die anymore." The only soldier who was alive but was unfortunately shot in the chest by the bullets from the exchange of fire between the two sides turned his back to the sky, looked at the compatriots who surrounded him with extremely ugly faces, his eyes were full of tears, and he murmured remorse.

Through the intense firefight during this period, this soldier should also know that these people in civilian clothes should not be caravans, but regular troops.And the only ones who can fight the Japanese are their own people.

"Little brother, you don't need to say it, we all know it." Tang Dao sighed slightly, squatted down, and gently held the young man whose pupils no longer had much focal length.

Although there is no monitoring to replay what happened to this checkpoint, Tang Dao can almost outline the scene at that time through the soldier's few words and combined with the scene.

They should have been attacked at night, and the group of Japanese elites should have arrived here yesterday afternoon, and then used the night to stealthily kill the sentry first, and then control the rest of the people.

In order to make them surrender, the Japanese brutally frightened them with killings, which is why at least six of the 11 corpses in the straw shed were strangled to death by ropes, and the killings were carried out after complete control.

Cruel killing will create a great sense of oppression on people's psychology. At this time, if you use close interpersonal relationships to coerce, some people will always succumb.

For the Japanese, only one tool man is needed, and the rest are useless. Therefore, the chips on the hillside must have been killed before the war started.

As for the unbearable scars on their bodies, perhaps, they are just a game for fun when they are bored.

The poor soldier was shamelessly deceived by the Japanese. The person he wanted to protect had already died quietly.

"Tell Squad Leader Niu, I'm sorry for him, I've become the devil's running dog." The soldier's voice became weaker and weaker until it became silent.

"Brother, we don't blame you, really, we don't blame you at all." Lu Sanjiang's eyes were red.

This strong man has hardly shed tears since he saw his old squad leader using himself as a bait and being swept into a honeycomb by the heavy machine guns of the Japanese machine. A cowardly soldier with red eye circles.

The reason is simple, he is cowardly, but he also wants to protect. The three remains on the hillside have proved that he is not lying, otherwise, the Japanese army would not have to work hard to move the three people to the hillside.

Moreover, he also used his own life to make atonement for deceiving his compatriots.

In the five seconds before the exchange of fire between the two sides, with his military instincts, he should have crawled away immediately, but he didn't, and instead stayed where he was.

Thinking about it, the reason why he was alive was to save his comrades in arms.

Moreover, his instinctive reply to Lu Sanjiang was very important, otherwise, Lu Sanjiang would never have so decisively concluded that the man beside him with an extremely authentic Northeast accent was Japanese.

In fact, the Shan province dialect spoken by the soldier earlier was too authentic, which was definitely not something the Japanese could learn, and it was also the reason why Lu Sanjiang had no suspicion at first. The performance was really perfect, and there was this soldier's authentic Shaanxi dialect as supporting evidence.

It wasn't until Tang Dao in the carriage felt that there were still eyes coveting this place on the hillside. An ordinary checkpoint in his own defense zone would never be so cautious. Then he coughed and reminded.

As long as you are Chinese, if you hear someone asking for your Japanese ancestors, they will not care who you are, and they will scold you first before talking about other things. Only people from other races obviously can’t get over their heads and ask stupidly, ‘What did you say? 'That's all, how dare you say you're from the three eastern provinces?

Lu Sanjiang didn't hesitate at all, and immediately judged that the person next to him might be a real Chinese, but that person was definitely not.

He didn't immediately kill the Chinese soldier who was acting as a minion, because he wanted to catch a living person after the war and ask him for clarification.

It's just that he didn't expect that there is a meaning of protection behind this, even if it is a desperate protection, and he will not hesitate to use his life to atone for his sins.

"I will tell your squad leader, platoon leader, and company commander, you are a good boy." Lu Sanjiang rubbed his eyes fiercely, stood up and bowed his head and solemnly promised.

"Put his body together with his brothers. When people from the 17th Division ask about it, they will say that he was also killed in battle. Others, look for traces of how the Japanese attacked this checkpoint. Friends, remind me." Tang Dao narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.

This small special agent team may not have caused him a big loss today, but he must also admit that its combat effectiveness is extremely strong. Even if it is a checkpoint of the Four Elements Regiment, if it is caught off guard, the entire army may be wiped out.

This post-war summary is especially necessary.

According to Tang Dao's request, Xia Dayu shot a red signal flare into the sky. If the checkpoint near the 17th Division sees it, he will definitely send someone to check it out.

On the one hand, the infantry squad that was killed by the attack needs to be restrained, and the loss of the other two pack horses needs to be replenished. This requires the support of the local infantry regiment or even the infantry brigade.

The rest of the people basically scattered out to look for traces of the Japanese attack on the infantry squad, except for the necessary vigilance in a two-person team on a few high grounds.

Although it has been raining throughout the day, many traces should have been wiped out, but if you want to sneak into the defense area of ​​a dozen or so infantry squadrons and control all members without firing a shot, you must at least kill the sentries first.

The smell of blood and the breath of death are inevitable.

Fortunately, there is still a hammer!
Before the troops of the [-]th Division arrived, Hammer, whose sense of smell was far superior to that of humans, led Shen Laoliu and others to find the exact location where the two sentries were attacked.

This infantry squad should have been very cautious. On the top of the mountain 200 meters above the wooden shed, a three-man sentry position was stationed, two clear sentries and one dark sentry.

The dark sentry is lurking in a bush less than 15 meters to the left of the two bright sentries, and there are even waterproof tarpaulins and hay covered there.

But what the three Chinese sentinels never dreamed of was how terrifying their opponent was.

The one who was killed first was Anshao.

"Lao Liu, if it were you, how could you kill the hidden whistle first without disturbing the clear whistle 15 meters away?" Tang Dao asked Shen Laoliu.

"It's hard!" Shen Laoliu thought about it carefully and answered honestly.

"Even if I can kill the dark whistle with one blow, I can't guarantee whether his hands and feet will move and kick the bushes."

"No, it won't work with a knife, but it might work with your hands." Ming Xin's eyes burst out, and he stretched out his slender and slender palms, making claws and touching the back of Shen Laoliu's neck: "Look, sir, in the secret whistle Without noticing, he grabbed his cervical vertebrae with one claw, causing the brain to lose control of the entire body in an instant."

"That's why there are traces of defecation and defecation left here." Tang Dao's eyes were awe-inspiring. "Then just like what you said, Anshao was crushed to death with one hand, but he couldn't even move a finger."

"Severing a human's cervical vertebrae with one hand, is this still a human being!" Shen Laoliu's eyes were full of fear.

This battle-tested veteran can guarantee that even if he encounters such a terrifying enemy, he can only close his eyes and wait for death.

"You are so rare!" Ming Xin rolled his eyes. "Let's not talk about other people, there are only four people in our regiment who have this ability."

"You are talking about the officer, you, and Old Uncle Han, who is the other one? I want to stay away from him in the future." Shen Laoliu unconsciously took a step away from Mingxin.

A person with such finger power is definitely a devil-like guy.

"Sir Heizi, you also have such strength, otherwise, do you think anyone can use a machine gun as a sniper rifle?" Ming Xin pointed to the big tree that was punched by the machine gun with several big holes and still standing.

At a distance of 380 meters, although the big tree is thick, it has a cross-section of less than 0.8 meters. It is conceivable to hit it with a rifle, but Heizi hit it with a 20mm cannon with a large recoil. He still hit several shots in a row, and his super strong arm strength, wrist strength, and finger strength are the basis for his such a sharp shot.

"That's right, Deputy Company Commander Hei is simply an animal, he will do whatever he says in the future, we dare not argue with him anymore." Shen Laoliu grinned.

"No, there are no footprints at all, only three handprints at the two Ming sentry posts here, God, how did he do it?" Surprised.

One side of the two bright posts is a rock, which means that the two only need to defend three sides, and there is a dark post hidden in the bushes on the opposite side to help them defend one side. In fact, they only need to guard the bonfire. Pay attention to the left and right sides.

But the bushes were 15 meters away from them, but there were no footprints left, which meant that the enemy crawled to the two bright posts illuminated by fire after killing the dark posts.

But how did he manage to leave only three shallow handprints on the gravel?The two handprints were five meters away from the bush, which indicated that the murderer was gradually approaching, while the last one was ten meters away from the bush, and the print was obviously deeper, indicating that the murderer had accumulated enough strength at that moment, like a leopard pounced to the prey.

Mingxin quickly simulated the situation in his mind. If it was him, he would not be able to do it so perfectly from such a long distance. He attacked the two heavily armed sentries in almost a breath.

Moreover, the two sentries didn't even have a chance to resist, so they were killed on the spot.

In Ming Xin's mind, a picture of one soldier's breastbone completely broken and another soldier's neck bone completely broken in the wooden shed floated in his mind.

It was clearly the murderer's fierce knee bump, which directly hit a soldier's chest. With just one blow, his hard sternum was broken and folded into his heart, and the soldier immediately fell into a coma.

Then, the murderer took advantage of this rebounding force to turn around and grab another soldier who turned back in shock. Before he could open his mouth to shout, he made a mistake with both hands and broke his neck.

Then with a hook of the back foot, the soldier who hit the rock wall and fell slowly was hooked, so as to prevent his body from falling to the ground and making a sound.

So far, the murderer used one knee and two hands to completely kill the two soldiers in less than two seconds, without any movement.

Such an important sentinel was killed, causing more Japanese troops to enter the attack state, coupled with the existence of such a terrifying master, the fate of the ten soldiers who were resting in the wooden shed was doomed.

"Hiss~~~" Ming Xin took a rare breath of cold air.

With his pride and self-confidence, he had to admit at this time that he might not be a match for this Japanese master in terms of bare hands alone.

This conclusion made Mingxin a little frustrated and shocked. You must know that in the mountain gate, he is known as a genius who has never been born in the gate for a thousand years. An example of killing more than 30 Japanese soldiers with a big sword.

But I didn't expect to meet such a master in this mountain, and he was still a Japanese.

"Have you figured it out?" Tang Dao's face sank like water.

"Yes, this person is a master. If it is a close combat, all of us here, except for the officer and me, the rest of the brothers are no match for him." Ming Xin nodded.

However, the horror in his eyes receded like a tide, replaced by fighting spirit!

No matter how strong this Japanese is, with Shimen's great sword in his hand, he is not afraid of anyone.

"I have only seen such a master once in this era." Tang Dao turned his gaze to the distant mountains.

"After he finished this brutal thing, he didn't erase the traces. Not only did he disdain it, but he also demonstrated to those who were looking for clues. This style of behavior is very similar to that person. If I guess right, it is exactly he came."

As soon as the voice fell, Tang Dao's face changed, as if thinking of something, he immediately roared softly: "No, send a signal and order the three groups of brothers who have just been released to guard to retreat immediately. If that person, he will not be willing to fail like this. Will return."

Shen Laoliu didn't know who the person in Tang Dao's mouth was, but he knew that Tang Dao seldom had such an expression.

Put your finger in your mouth, and let out a sharp whistle that resounded through the mountains.

There were two responses and Li Xiao from the opposite mountain, but there was no response from one group.

Tang Dao's heart sank, and his hands clenched tightly!
(End of this chapter)