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Chapter 659: Treat the person with his own medicine.
It was noon, and the sun had emerged from behind the clouds at some point, casting its rays through the gaps between the dense treetops.

The woods are not quiet, with the chirping of birds and insects one after another, creating one beautiful piece of music after another.

A group of Japanese troops were on their way forward. They were a Japanese detachment responsible for mopping up the remaining Chinese troops in Myanmar. They had recently received a message from above saying that a group of Chinese troops had left the British airport and headed straight for the Nujiang River.

The Japanese military high-ranking officials are mobilizing troops to encircle and intercept this Chinese army, attempting to wipe them out in Burma.

After several consecutive battles, the total number of Japanese casualties was enough to cover a squadron. Therefore, the Japanese high-ranking officers gradually began to pay more attention to this unknown Chinese army.

They began to mobilize the scattered personnel in the rear and prepare to attack the Chinese army.

This small Japanese army unit received orders from their superiors and, after joining up with the rest of the troops, was sent out as scouts to track the traces of the Chinese army.

When an army moves forward, it must send scouts to explore the way. This has been the case since ancient times, in order to avoid ambushes.

Especially after the battle at the airport, most of the squadron was wiped out, which made the Japanese army pay attention to these remnants of the defeated army that they had previously ignored.

This is why the Japanese army has now mobilized a large number of troops to encircle and wipe out the remnants of this army.

The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, and a single move can affect the entire body. That's how it is.

The current situation has changed significantly compared to the original plot when Long Wenjian led the cannon fodder home.

The Japanese scouts groped their way forward cautiously in the woods, always alert to the situation around them. Although Wang Zhong and his men did not leave a single person alive when they ambushed them, the Japanese were no pushovers. Through observation and exploration of the battlefield, they determined that those small groups of Japanese troops had been ambushed.

Therefore, these Japanese scouts were extremely cautious when advancing.

But in this jungle with high mountains and dense forests, the field of vision is very limited. Even if you are careful, it is difficult to take care of all places.

"These Chinese pigs can really run!"

"We've been chasing them for two days, and we haven't even seen their butts."

"This Chinese army is different from the ones we encountered before. They wiped out almost an entire squadron of ours at the British airport."

"..."

It was impossible for the Japanese scouts to move forward without saying a word. They would naturally whisper to each other, but most of what they talked about were things related to the war.

Such as the latest orders from above, the latest developments of the wing, etc.

A Japanese soldier was feeling a little thirsty, so he picked up the kettle and opened the lid. Just as he put the water to his mouth but hadn't drunk it, a gunshot rang out, breaking the tranquility of the forest, and countless birds flew up in panic.

Before the Japanese army could react, a barrage of bullets fired at them.

The bullets from the Type 38 rifle, Lee-Enfield, light machine guns, and heavy machine guns were like a rainstorm, leaving a dozen Japanese soldiers without even a chance to react before they all fell in the hail of bullets.

"quick!"

"Clean the battlefield!"

At Long Wenjian's command, he was the first to rush out of the woods.

Next came Bula, Yao Ma, Milong, Cui Yong and others. Unfortunately, this small team of Japanese soldiers did not carry heavy firepower. They only had one Type 99 rifle and not many bullets, but it was better than nothing.

Long Wenjian was used to big scenes, so these "junk" of the Japanese army naturally did not arouse his interest.

But it is better than nothing. After all, he has tricked a lot of defeated soldiers into joining them in the past few days. When they came out of the airport, they had plenty of equipment, but as the number of people in the team increased, it has become a little stretched.

The weapons were fine. When they came out, Long Wenjian and Wang Zhong had already planned to absorb these cannon fodders like them, who were left behind in Myanmar by Yu Xiaoqing and his so-called Sichuan Army. So in addition to the weapons they obtained from the British, most of the weapons that Wang Zhong and his men had previously seized from the Japanese were still in their hands.

Although there was no shortage of weapons, ammunition became a problem.

In order to solve this problem, Long Wenjian had to turn his attention to the Japanese devils.

Long Wenjian was a very shrewd person. Now that they had just escaped from the airport, the large force was rushing towards Zenda in a panic. The Japanese army would certainly not have thought that they would set an ambush on the road at this time.

Moreover, even if the Japanese army knew that Long Wenjian and his men would set an ambush on the road, they had to chase them.

In less than five minutes, the battlefield was cleaned up.

"withdraw!"

At Long Wenjian's command, the cannon fodder immediately evacuated from the battlefield, leaving only the corpses of the Japanese soldiers on the ground.

After robbing a small group of Japanese troops, everyone smiled more. They hurried on their way and it took them more than half an hour to catch up with the main force.

Now Long Wenjian has seven or eight hundred people under his command, with more than twenty light machine guns, two heavy machine guns, and each person has a rifle, but some are made in Britain, and some are the Japanese's Type 38 rifles.

Seeing that half of the regiment was already there, Long Wenjian smiled more and more. "Captain Lin, is there any news from Deputy Captain Wang?" As soon as he returned to the team, Long Wenjian couldn't wait to find A Yi and ask about Wang Zhong's situation.

Now Wang Zhong is still alone, traveling at the front, acting as a scout, investigating the enemy situation and road conditions ahead, and providing the correct direction for the team.

"Report to the commander, Deputy Battalion Commander Wang has not sent back any news." Ayi saluted Long Wenjian before answering.

"That's good!"

Long Wenjian nodded, feeling relieved yet a little regretful.

Now that he had almost pulled out half of the group, the desire in his heart that had just been extinguished was rekindled.

When he had only 400 men, he dared to fight a squadron of the Japanese. Now he has 700 to 800 men, which is exactly double the number. Even if facing a battalion of the Japanese, he dares to fight them.

Unfortunately, all they encountered along the way were small groups of Japanese scouts, and no main Japanese forces. Especially after the ambush, the Japanese scouts never dared to appear in their sight again.

Just as it was said in the original drama, even though they were all defeated soldiers, they were also divided into strong and weak ones, and the basis for judging their strength was whether the Japanese scouts dared to provoke them.

Therefore, Long Wenjian's speed in gathering the defeated soldiers became a little faster.

As they got closer and closer to the Nujiang River, the cannon fodders became more and more excited, and even their pace increased a lot.

Along the way, Long Wenjian had been deceiving and gathering the defeated soldiers. Now there were more than a thousand of them, almost the size of a regiment.

But weapons are becoming increasingly scarce, and ammunition is also in extremely short supply.

However, Wang Zhong walked all the way in an area about two or three miles away from the main force, investigating the enemy situation nearby to avoid a repeat of the Japanese ambush like last time.

Fortunately, as they got closer to the Nujiang River, the number of Japanese troops decreased, but the number of refugees on the road gradually increased. With the arrival of the Japanese army, these border residents who originally lived on the border between the two countries had to migrate to the country to avoid disaster and avoid being ravaged by the Japanese army.

"Gentleman passing by, can anyone help me bury my father-in-law?"

"Gentleman passing by, can anyone help me bury my father-in-law?"

"..."

There was no shortage of women among these border residents who fled to China, but there was only one young woman who was standing next to a corpse and shouting, carrying a baby who looked about three or four years old.

Wang Zhong frowned slightly and moved closer.

"Gentleman passing by, who can help me dirty my father-in-law?" Shangguan Jieci looked at Wang Zhong who was walking towards her and her son, with vigilance and expectation in her eyes.

In this desolate countryside, she, a powerless woman, was unable to bury the public security officer.

Wang Zhong looked at Shangguan Jieci, then at Lei Baoer, who was holding her hand and seemed a little shy. He squatted down, lifted the white cloth covering the corpse, and examined the body of Eunuch Shangguan Jieci.

"General, can you help me bury my father-in-law?" Shangguan Jieci looked down at Wang Zhong who was squatting beside the corpse.

"My condolences!" Wang Zhong stood up and said.

Shangguan Jieci looked at Wang Zhong's clear and transparent eyes without a trace of impurities, and the vigilance in his heart gradually subsided.

"General, can you help me bury my father-in-law?" Shangguan Jieci asked again.

Wang Zhong still didn't respond. He glanced at the suitcase next to Shangguan Jieci and the little boy at hand, and said, "I'm sorry, I have important military affairs to attend to. I don't have time to help you."

Hearing this, Shangguan Jieci couldn't help but reveal a bit of disappointment in his eyes.

"Gentleman passing by, could you please help me bury my father-in-law?" Although Shangguan Jieci felt a little disappointed, his eyes instantly regained their firmness.

Wang Zhong took the backpack, took out two cans of food and a pack of biscuits, and handed them to the two of them: "Eat something first, so you can have strength."

"Thank you!" Shangguan Jieci frowned slightly and looked at Wang Zhong in confusion, but when she saw those clear and transparent eyes again, as if without any impurities, her frown gradually relaxed. She lowered her head to look at her son who was staring at the can in Wang Zhong's hand and swallowing his saliva, and finally reached out her hand.

"Adults can go hungry, but children cannot."

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "There is almost a regiment behind us that will arrive soon. When the time comes, you can ask them for help and they will help you."

Seeing the hope rising again in Shangguan Jieci's eyes, Wang Zhong did not linger any longer and stood up and left with his gun.

Now he is the eyes of the entire team and must focus all his energy on the right things.

If Shangguan Jieci's father-in-law, who was lying on the ground, had not been dead, he might have stayed for a while and treated him, but now that he was dead, Shangguan Jieci wanted to bury him in peace.

This process would definitely take a lot of time, and Wang Zhong was too lazy to destroy the marriage between this woman and Milong.

Although Milong looked somewhat reckless and had a sharp tongue, he was not a bad person. On the contrary, in Wang Zhong's eyes, Milong was one of the best members of the cannon fodder group.