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Chapter 648 Lao Yinbi

Suddenly, a half-mud-covered head popped out from the grass. On the head was a wreath made of green grass branches and leaves, which covered the black hair that was like a short spear, and served as a good disguise in the grass.

A short and thin Japanese soldier, holding a Type 38 rifle, moved cautiously towards the direction of the crash.

After Wang Zhong retreated into the bushes, he turned his head and said to the two men, "There's a Japanese soldier at eleven o'clock. We haven't found anyone else yet. Stay here and don't move. I'll go take care of him."

The two people beside the mud pit didn't dare to move! Especially after hearing that there were Japanese soldiers, they even subconsciously held their breath.

Before the two of them could speak, Wang Zhong had already sneaked out by sticking to the grass and bushes, avoiding the Japanese soldier's sight.

The two men did not dare to move, but they did not dare to sit and wait for death, so they put on the grass leaf headbands that they had just picked up, and like Wang Zhong before, they stuck out half of their heads, leaving only two pairs of eyes, looking at the Japanese soldiers dozens of meters away.

Two minutes later, a figure suddenly jumped up from behind the Japanese soldier and knocked him to the ground. The two men's pupils suddenly shrank. Before they could react, Wang Zhong, who was covered in mud, had already stood up, dragged the Japanese soldier into the grass, stripped off his clothes and helmet, and even his underwear, and then pushed the naked Japanese soldier's body into the mud.

Wang Zhong threw the Type 38 rifle to Bula, along with the bullets he had snatched from the Japanese soldier, and gave the bayonet to Milong.

"Be careful, someone else is coming!" Wang Zhong gestured to the two of them, and they immediately came over.

"No, take your gun and find a suitable sniping position nearby, but remember, don't shoot unless it's absolutely necessary."

"Milong, come with me!"

"okay!"

With a click, Bu La pulled the bolt and the bullet was loaded. Bu La took out another bullet from the bullet bag, pulled the bolt again and put it into the gun.

"Hmm!" Milong just responded, then lowered his body and looked straight at Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong didn't say anything. He bent his body, took cover from the bushes, tiptoed, and moved towards the direction where the noise came from.

Milong followed closely behind Wang Zhong, also bending over and looking around vigilantly.

After arriving at a big tree, the five Japanese soldiers were exposed to the sight of the two men. Without Wang Zhong's reminder, Milong had already shrunk behind another big tree and hid. He also looked at Wang Zhong with questioning eyes.

Wang Zhong winked at him, telling him to be at ease and listen to his instructions. Looking at the direction the three people were heading, which was exactly where they were, he immediately made a gesture to Milong, asking him to hide. Soon, Wang Zhong climbed up the tree in no time and hid his body under the dense canopy.

Milong looked at Wang Zhong and saw him pointing at him and raising a finger. Then he pointed at Wang Zhong himself and raised four fingers. It was such a simple gesture, and he naturally understood what Wang Zhong meant. But they were four fully armed Japanese soldiers. How could he handle them all by himself?

But in an instant Milong remembered that Wang Zhong had taken the pilot's pistol and it was now stuck behind his crotch.

Milong thought he had guessed Wang Zhong's intention, so he carefully crouched down, moved from behind a tree to behind a bush, knelt on the ground, lowered his body, and hid himself tightly. However, his eyes stared through the gaps in the bushes at the five Japanese soldiers who were walking towards them.

Among the five Japanese soldiers, three of them stood in a triangle formation with guns in hand, searching forward, and the remaining two stood one in front and one behind. The one just killed by Wang Zhong was most likely in the same group with these two Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese have been using this unbreakable triangle formation for many years, but it works surprisingly well. If someone else was lying in ambush here today, they would probably still be defeated by the Japanese's triangle formation.

Although the triangle formation is simple, it is extremely practical. Unless it is used for machine gun fire, the triangle formation is indeed the most practical in individual combat.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, and looking at the Japanese soldiers who were still approaching, even with Milong's temperament, he couldn't help but feel his heart in his throat. He tightly grasped the bayonet in his hand, and his body had begun to adjust its posture, ready to kill the Japanese soldiers as soon as they approached.

Besides being nervous, Milong couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. After all, they were facing five fully armed Japanese soldiers, not some ugly bandits or bullies.

The Japanese soldiers walking in the front had already arrived under the big tree where Wang Zhong was hiding. Milong became more and more nervous. He swallowed hard, and sweat began to come out of the palm of his hand holding the knife.

Just then, a bird suddenly cried out from the tree.

"Cuckoo cuckoo!"

The five Japanese soldiers raised their heads almost at the same time and looked towards the treetops, but before they could see clearly, they heard two whistling sounds suddenly.

They were two stones, the size of fists, and as powerful as thunder.

As soon as the stone flew out, a black shadow fell from the sky. The Japanese soldier walking in front was hit in the chest by a knee before he could react. Without even a grunt, he was knocked flying and hit his companion on his left.

The figure who had just landed did not give the knocked down Japanese soldier a chance to react, and stepped forward and kicked him in the jaw, knocking him unconscious. Milong also rushed up from behind at the first moment, grabbed the last Japanese soldier by the throat, and then stabbed the bayonet into the Japanese soldier's neck without mercy.

The moment Milong rushed up, the last Japanese soldier in the first triangle formation and the Japanese soldier walking in front of the two-person formation fell down with blood on their heads without even having time to scream.

The five Japanese soldiers were wiped out by the two men in just a moment.

"Hurry up and finish him off!" As Wang Zhong spoke, he had already broken the neck of a Japanese soldier.

Milong immediately understood what he meant. He walked to a Japanese soldier, turned him over, held the knife in both hands, raised it above his head, and stabbed it into his left chest without hesitation.

"Take the gun and bullets, as well as dry food and a water bottle. Nothing else."

"Ah?" As soon as Wang Zhong finished speaking, Mi Long was puzzled: "We have to find some clothes to wear!"

"You want to wear Japanese clothes, and then be mistaken for a Japanese and beaten to death by friendly forces when you meet them?" Wang Zhong's words choked Milong, but what he said made a lot of sense, and Milong had no way to refute it.

If they really met in the dense forest, both sides would not have time to identify each other carefully. They would recognize people by their clothes. If they saw someone wearing different clothes, they would just attack him directly. They would rather kill the person by mistake than let him go. Otherwise, if they were slow to act in a duel, they would be passive.

The two men looted all the guns, ammunition, water bottles and dry food from the five Japanese soldiers.

Milong carried four Type 38 rifles and four bullet belts, while Wang Zhong only carried a Type 38 rifle and a bullet belt. However, Wang Zhong wrapped up the water bottle and the dry food he had found in a bundle made by rolling up some clothes from the closet.

Bula was standing far away, having already aimed his gun at this side, but when he saw the two men kill five Japanese soldiers in an instant, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils in shock.

Seeing that the two had resolved the battle, he also ran out and helped Wang Zhong take the dry food and water bottle.

"There are so many dead bodies of Japanese soldiers and there is a plane. A large number of Japanese soldiers will definitely come here later. We have too few weapons and ammunition. We can't stay here anymore. We have to move immediately."

After what happened just now, both Lao Bingbula and Mi Long were impressed by Wang Zhong's clean and efficient way of killing the enemy.

"Battalion Commander, have you practiced before?" The three of them walked quickly towards the woods, and Bu La couldn't help asking on the way.

Wang Zhong said: "I have been practicing with my master since I was a child."

“No wonder you are so powerful!” Bu La was full of admiration for Wang Zhong and said immediately, “Just now I saw you kill those little Japanese, it was really neat.”

Wang Zhong said: "The main reason is that we caught them by surprise. If there were more people, this method would not be effective."

"unless······"

“Unless what?” Milong next to him also looked at Wang Zhong curiously.

Wang Zhong said: "Unless we get a large number of weapons and ammunition, find out the movements of these devils, and then ambush them on the road they must pass."

Hearing this, Milong and Bula looked at each other, and the thoughts that had just arisen in their minds were immediately extinguished. They now only had six rifles, two pistols, and a limited number of bullets. If they encountered three or five Japanese devils like just now, it would be easy to deal with, but if there were more people, they would have no choice but to run for their lives.

As they were talking, the three of them caught up with the cannon fodder led by Ayi and Fanla. Looking at the three people returning with a full load, the cannon fodder's eyes changed instantly.

Although they were cannon fodder and although they were defeated all the way from the Northeast to Yunnan, the reason they came to Myanmar was because they had always longed for a victory, even if it was only one.

Now, Wang Zhong, Milong and Bula went out and brought back the equipment of six Japanese devils. The defeated soldiers' eyes towards Wang Zhong had changed.

When Yu Xiaoqing recruited them, the sharp marksmanship that Wang Zhong displayed was enough to show how powerful Wang Zhong was. Now, they had been away for only a dozen minutes, but he had brought back the equipment of six Japanese soldiers. On average, each person killed two Japanese soldiers, and they hadn't heard any gunfire yet.

Bu La smiled and distributed the cans and kettles to everyone, while telling them what he had just seen.

After hearing that Wang Zhong killed five Japanese devils alone, the cannon fodders could no longer remain calm.

The way they looked at Wang Zhong changed again. Previously, they only thought that Wang Zhong was the Little Li Guang Hua Rong of Liangshan Marsh, but now looking back, they found that they had all underestimated Cao Lin.

Not to mention his excellent marksmanship, he is also so powerful with bare hands.