Special Forces of Crossing: Cloud's Anti-Japanese

Chapter 1885 Too Scary
The two troops armed with the same weapon were desperate to fight, and the battle scene was extremely bloody.In the first 10 minutes, the Zamboanga Brigade firmly controlled the situation. Amid the continuous gunfire from Type [-] semi-automatic rifles, the Indonesians fell in groups. What frightened the American soldiers and Filipinos in the Zamboanga Brigade No matter how many people were sent down, the Indonesians did not have the slightest intention of leaving the house.

One after another, the real one after another.

A quarter of an hour later, when the number of Indonesians who died in front of the Zamboanga brigade's position exceeded the figure of five hundred, the situation changed.A team of about a hundred Indonesians broke through the jungle on the west side of the mountain road and entered the left flank of the Zamboanga Brigade.The Indonesians are shorter than the Japanese, but this does not prevent them from waving Type [-] semi-automatic rifles that reach to their jaws and fighting to the death with American soldiers who are a head and a half taller than themselves.

An Indonesian was stabbed by an American soldier and picked out far away. Only then did the American soldier have a cruel and proud smile on his face, and there was a sharp pain in his ribs, and he saw an Indonesian who looked like a monkey staring at him fiercely. , Shouting and vigorously stirring the fifteen moves in his hand.

An Indonesian was shot twice in the body, obviously looking as if he could not die anymore, but when an American soldier stepped over him, he suddenly jumped up and stabbed the American soldier in the abdomen with a bayonet...

Half an hour later, a gap was torn open in the left wing of the Zamboanga brigade. Seeing that something was wrong, Sharpe let the Sibuko brigade go up and repelled the Indonesian attack at the cost of more than [-] people. The war then fell into a stalemate.

On the main battlefield, the Sakamoto detachment's right-wing advance was overwhelming at the beginning and hardly encountered the same amount of resistance.And just when Takashi Sakamoto breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had grasped the weakness of the No.14 Brigade, with the sound of a "boom" explosion, the three devils were blown up, and the next moment, the sound of "crackling" gunshots It sounded like a pot of water suddenly boiling, and the once peaceful forest suddenly became noisy.

"There is an ambush!" A second lieutenant next to Sakamoto roared, and Sakamoto slapped him before he finished speaking. "Shut up," Sakamoto cursed viciously, and then ordered a major: "Asano, you stay, and the others speed up to pass."

Asano didn't dare to have any objection at all, and with the sound of "Hayi", he assembled his team and rushed towards the place where the gunfire erupted.

In jungle combat, the special combat environment offsets the superiority of troops to a certain extent.Unless one side has an overwhelming force advantage, the so-called force advantage does not guarantee that the outcome of the battle will be proportional.The quality of individual soldiers and the cooperation between soldiers in small units have highlighted the importance of these factors.And in this regard, no matter whether Takashi Sakamoto admits it or not, there is a big gap between them and the Expeditionary Fifth Division and even the Xuebing Army.

The sun gradually climbed to the top of the jungle, golden threads penetrated the leaves and sprinkled on the leaves layer after layer, and the gloomy jungle suddenly became much brighter.The Japanese army advanced forward in units of squadrons, and the width of the queue was always maintained at about 400 meters. As soldiers on the right wing of the queue fell down from time to time, and more people were attracted to them, the entire queue gradually formed a spindle shape. The former devils have changed from a brigade to a squadron or even a small team.

Just in front of the ghosts of the most protruding team of the Sakamoto detachment, among the thick leaves under a banyan tree, a pair of eyes bit the front tightly through the leaves. Amidst the sound of "russling", the devils of this team kept a vigilant and forward posture and walked into the perspective of these eyes. The eyes narrowed slightly, and then without any warning, a stream of blood spewed out from the leaves in front of him. Flames.

"Da da da..." Gunshots rang out, and the thirty or so devils in front were shot almost simultaneously, while the others immediately turned their guns away.

The pile of leaves was immediately blown away by the bullets, revealing a bloody student soldier below.

"Eight grids!" The sergeant who led the team had just cursed, and suddenly his heart jumped. Before he could react, three tongues of fire spewed out in front of him, and then there was a violent explosion, and the sergeant was shot in the chest. Falling to the ground, in the corner of his eyes, the men around him fell over like corn stalks under the hailstone, and two of them were blown out, hanging directly on the branches extending from the surrounding trees.

The battle lasted no more than 3 minutes. Nearly [-] devils from one team were knocked down. The others immediately hid behind a tree or simply lay down on the ground, but they didn't dare to rush in again.

In just a few seconds, nearly a hundred devils came to support them. They fired at the surrounding jungle in an orderly manner, and threw a grenade at a dark corner that seemed to hide the enemy, but nothing happened. Enemy traces can be found again.

"Keep going!" A captain swung his saber forward and shouted in a deep voice.

"Hey!" A sergeant responded loudly, directing nearly a hundred devils to continue walking forward.All the devils lined up in a skirmish line, in groups of three or five, with their guns pointing forward, left, and right, they slowly and quickly moved forward, and soon came to the side of the student who was killed.

The student soldier was lying on his stomach in a clump of leaves, his feet were still hidden under the leaves, and there were no fewer than ten wounds, large and small, on his body.Sergeant Cao looked around vigilantly, and walked over without feeling anything unusual, intending to pick up the Weiqing-style assault rifle.He took a step and felt something hit his toes. He bent down without paying attention, but he heard someone shouting from behind: "Be careful, bomb!"

He instinctively rushed forward, but just as he was in the air, there was a violent "boom" explosion. He only felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and then his whole body flew up as if he had lost weight. Then he lost consciousness.

The devils were not bad in their knowledge, and soon realized that the sergeant was killed by a booby-trapped mine.The side effect of Sergeant Cao's death on them is that every step they take is like walking on thin ice, worrying that there will be booby traps in the leaves under their feet, and they will step into hell without knowing why.

The accident was quickly reported to Sakamoto.Sakamoto immediately ordered everyone to touch the remains of the students so as not to repeat the same mistakes.

"It's too scary, the Chinese people can kill people even if they are dead!"

"They may have been ready to die in battle!"

... The devils were discussing this point. In their eyes, the eerie jungle had become a purgatory full of murderous intentions. The speed they had just raised suddenly dropped.

On Wang Huo's side, it seemed that a quarter of an hour had passed, and the little devil still didn't attack again. He picked up the phone and talked with Xiao Anbao. Others went into the jungle on the left to have fun.Just as the men and horses were about to lead the team to leave, Xiao Anbao had a new order to bring at least half of the people to support Sharp.

"Lu Zuo, are you right? Sharp and the others can't even defeat the wretches of the Fourth Division?" Wang Huo was surprised at first.

"Sharp said that the main attackers are Indonesians. They don't have heavy weapons. Hurry up! The Japanese must not join them!"

"Yes! Grandma is a bear, and the Yankees are too desperate!" In Wang Huo's view, the Sakamoto detachment is the enemy who can chew on their teeth, the fourth division?He really can't see it.He dared not disobey orders, so he immediately ordered the troops to turn around and move closer to Sharp and the others.

(End of this chapter)