The Japanese army marched on the small road without any knowledge. The squadron of their vanguard received the order to reinforce the Kawashima brigade as quickly as possible, and had to seize the time to rush to Mitela there.

A tense atmosphere spread in the hearts of every Japanese soldier. It was unexpected that the good situation would be like this. Now I don’t know how many enemies have come. The enemy planes in the sky alone are enough for them to drink a pot.

The squadron leader of the team, Masao Ishikawa, looked worried. His troops are still put together by two squadrons who were crippled. The battle in Xigao Village not only did not meet expectations, but also suffered a lot of losses. Now he is going to reinforce others. He really doesn't treat them as human beings.

The team followed the road and crossed the hill. In front of it was a small valley, which extended forward in a stepped shape in the left and right. There were dense forests on both sides, as if only the path in the middle of the valley could be used for people to continue moving forward.

"Asada! Come here quickly!" Squadron leader Masao Ishikawa shouted loudly.

At this time, a short lieutenant with glasses ran out of the team, stood attentively, saluted and reported, "Captain of the Squadron!"

"Is our marching route correct?" Ishikawa asked hurriedly.

Asada quickly opened the map bucket bag on her body, looked at the route above carefully, and compared it with the surrounding environment and said affirmatively: "Yes, the route is fine. I'm still 15 kilometers away to Mitela."

“Yo Xi…”

Ishikawa agreed casually, but his eyes looked forward with vigilance.

The terraced fields on the right are covered with weeds floating in the wind, and there is no trace of people. The dense forest on the mountain wall on the left is also quiet, which makes people wonder.

After standing there, Ishikawa hesitated for a moment, he waved his hand and winked at the side. The two machine gunners immediately set up their weapons and shot them to the shallow slopes on both sides.

The dull gunshot echoed in the valley, and bullets whizzed into the dense forests, and the yellow sand splashed on the ground was flying all over the sky.

The two Japanese machine gunners quickly ran out of a magazine. Just as the bullet was replaced, their squadron leader obviously did not intend to end it just like that.

"Continue shooting!"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang b

These Japanese devils were too cautious. The Falcon Squad soldiers lying quietly in the mountains, even if the bullets hit them, they had to keep their bodies motionless, because once the ambush circle was in full exposure.

Fortunately, they ignored them after firing two-wheeled bullets and did not send anyone to the mountain to reconnaissance. It seems that time is tight and there is no extra effort to delay here.

The Japanese troops slowly entered the valley. Due to the dangerous terrain, Masao Ishikawa still felt heavy in his heart. A bad premonition arose. He immediately ordered the team to pass quickly and did not want to stay here for a moment.

“All battle groups…ready…”

Looking at the Japanese devils who were about to enter the minefield, Dong Dao calmly issued instructions in the intercom.

Click...boom!

A fragmented instant mine was stepped on by some unlucky guy, and the slight sound made by the moment he released the security became the last sound he had heard in his life.

The Japanese soldier's calf was blown to pieces on the spot. As blood clots flew across the air, countless mines splashed around. In an instant, four or five Japanese devils fell to the ground and couldn't afford it.

"Landmines!"

"Be careful! Don't run around!"

boom!

The Japanese army was in chaos, and in the chaos, many people stepped on the S-shaped thunder buried beside the road. The steel balls of the Japanese were so painful that they were wailing and screaming...

"Open fire!"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang…!

The gunshots suddenly appeared on the hillside that looked empty, and the dense barrage seemed to be hitting them from all directions without any gap. The Japanese in the team fell down like cut leeks.

It's over. I'm really afraid of anything. Seeing the soldiers falling down one after another, Masao Ishikawa's heart sank into the bottom of the valley.

"Panied! Build a line of defense and fight back!"

"Ahhh!"

In a panic, Lieutenant Asada's glasses were knocked off, and he was highly myopic and could only kneel on the ground and grop.

All around him were his companions lying in pools of blood and his broken limbs and broken arms, which touched his already unstrong heart.

"Baga! Li ってくれ! Damn coward, stand up quickly!"

The captain of Ishikawa angrily pulled Asada from the ground, and his cowardly appearance made him angry when he saw it.

"Your family will be shamed for this! Fight like a warrior..."

Before he could finish his words... a bullet penetrated Ishikawa Masao's chest. He seemed to want to say something in his mouth, but he could no longer speak.

In the distance... Zhang Liu calmly retreated from the shell, and didn't even look at the Japanese officer who was hit by him, and found a new target from the scope.

The blood sprayed Asada's face was covered with a limp body, and the corpse that had fallen down pounced on him. His eyes were staring open with great fear. Asada sat on the ground and quickly pushed the other person away as if he had encountered a ghost.

The killing continued, and the condescending Falcons ruthlessly reaped life.

The Japanese army was beaten to the point of no fight back. They retreated frantically, but the chaotic team was out of order. No matter how fast they were, how could they run over the bullets?

Some sober Japanese soldiers attempted to charge towards the hillside. At present, there may be a glimmer of hope when they can only get closer to the enemy, but the other party obviously will not leave them a chance.

The soldiers had already placed a large number of TNT explosive packs on the hillside. Seeing the Japanese army rushing up, the blasting hand showed a cruel smile and pressed the detonator without hesitation!

Boom boom!!

After a loud bang, a huge mushroom cloud soared into the sky. The power was like being hit by a 155 howitzer. There was no living creature within a radius of forty or fifty meters, leaving only a charred wreckage that was untouched...

The remaining Japanese devils' psychological defense completely collapsed. They could no longer stand the continuous blows and fled to the valley without hesitation.

And at the gap in the ambush circle, there was a group of people waiting there, and the black muzzle was aimed at the fleeing Japanese soldiers, pulling them back to hell again...

...

Inside the Heihe Base…

"Jun's seat! Jun's seat!"

The commander's office was pushed open, Meng Fanle rushed in with a document, and even the guards standing guard at the door were almost knocked down by him. Before the person could arrive, he came in:

"Junzu, good news! The Mairel Detachment has wiped out all the Japanese troops of Mitela. There are basically not many people in the Nakadao Regiment. All of these grandsons are left in the forest as fertilizer... Hey? Commander Fan, you are here too."

Meng Fan, who walked in, looked closely. Liao Mingyu and Fan Shaozeng were sitting comfortably on the chair, with two big smoke guns sucking the clouds and siping mist while drinking tea leisurely, looking at himself like a fool.

"I know, General Stilwell has already been on the phone with me." Liao Mingyu put out the cigarette and wrapped his hands in front of his chest and gave him helplessly.

"Uh...then...this is the combat report sent back by Dong Dao. They ambushed a Japanese army halfway, and..."

"I know this. Brother Liao was telling me just now that his Falcon Squad made new contributions. Less than a hundred people beat hundreds of Japanese soldiers to run away with their heads in their arms, and they were desperate to fall."

Before Meng Fanle finished speaking, Fan Shaozeng took over the conversation.

...After a while, he felt his face was dull. As you both knew it clearly, I will know the last one.

"I said, "June, you have to learn to delegate power. If you want to catch information, don't put me in the communications department and stare at those machines every day. My mind is full of the sounds of the radio stations. I can't even sleep well at night. It's really... After all, I'm also the deputy chief of staff of the military..."

Looking at Meng Fan who was constantly complaining, Liao Mingyu almost laughed out loud, his grandson's mouth was still so broken.

How can I explain this? I can't say that I learned this series of news by systematically reporting the end of the battle, right?

"Okay, don't be like a sissy. If you feel uncomfortable staying in the military headquarters, then I will transfer you to the front line?" Liao Mingyu scolded with a stern face.

"Don't, I'm too worried. I'm pretty good here. That's what... I'm going to have something to do, so I won't bother you..."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Meng Fan quickly applied oil to his feet. What a joke, he could not stay here when he went to the front line. Although he didn't have any real power now, he was nominally the fourth in command of the 88th Army, right? He didn't see that he was still a colonel rank, so he could not tell that he could wear a general star on his collar one day. Only then would he be called Guangzong's ancestors.

"Don't rush to run..."
Chapter completed!