Chu Jie bounced, and the whole person fell to the ground softly. He felt the coldness of his whole body, and his ears were stuffed with noisy sound, but he couldn't hear whether the sound was gunshot or the noise of the soldier.

In the chaos, a soldier retreated to the rear with Chu Jie.

The sound of gunfire here naturally alarmed the nearby Japanese troops. When Zhao Zhiguo took the army to here, the little devil started to support.

For the little devil, the sooner the battle is over, the more they can withdraw the Pingcheng rest in advance. As long as there is gunfire, they strive to wipe out the Chinese love army.

"Leader, there is a little devil in the back!" A soldier reported Zhao Zhiguo.

Relying on their huge advantages, the Japanese army marched at night. They never hidden themselves. Every three or four meters, a torch was on march.

Of course, there is no army in this mountain that dares to provoke little devils.

"Is this little devil belonging to the dog skin plaster? How can you not throw it away? The head of the group, what should we do now?"

Takakura is aware of the seriousness of the problem. If they will meet Chu Jie directly, and the marching speed of the little devil behind the buttocks, they will definitely bite them.

Zhao Zhiguo is also facing a dilemma. Nowadays, their group has a great advantage and has not exposed their goals. If they do not move their soldiers, after the little devil passes, Zhao Zhiguo can take the troops silently to disappear in this mountain.

As long as the little devil thinks that there is no Huaxia army in the mountains, Zhao Zhiguo can escape the troops out of the sky.

But if he let go of the little devil like this, Chu Jie will inevitably be overwhelmed by the whole army, and the possibility of regeneration is possibly.

For a while, Zhao Zhiguo was a little hesitant. At this time, as long as he showed selfishness, he and his brothers under his hand would not have any loss.

But time can't think too much about Zhao Zhiguo. Without two minutes, the little devil can reach Zhao Zhiguo's feet.

"Everyone is going to fight!" Zhao Zhiguo ordered.

The soldiers immediately turned around in the bushes and grass hidden on both sides of the mountain road, carried the bullets, staring at the Japanese army that came towards them.

"Da Da Da"

After the little devil entered the ambush circle, the machine gunman took the lead. The Japanese army under the torch became a living target, and the gun fell to the ground.

The little devil, who was not one life, did not expect that at this time there were still the Huaxia Army dared to ambush them, and these little devils took Zhao Zhiguo as a Chinese soldier who had just escaped.

Relying on his own ability, he wants to break through Zhao Zhiguo's ambush circle.

However, in the eyes of the soldiers, these counterattack little devils were completely sent to death, and the single soldiers charge, and there was no cover between the little devils. Facing Zhao Zhiguo's fierce firepower, the little devils continued to fall down.

Zhao Zhiguo's soldiers are more and more brave, especially the special team soldiers, and the special team has never been so aggrieved. Now there are such good opportunities. They must be good at this group of bunny and let them taste the danger of this world.

After a few minutes, the little devil was beaten without fighting, and more and more casualties were paid, but he still couldn't go further.

After paying hundreds of casualties, the little devil finally stopped struggling and began to retreat to the back.

"Retreat! Hurry up and retreat!"

Zhao Zhiguo and the others did not have time to clean up the battlefield. The Japs suffered a loss and would definitely reorganize their forces to attack again. With the Japs spending time here for a long time, Zhao Zhiguo and the others did not have as abundant supplies as the Japs. If they continued to fight, Zhao Zhiguo would definitely suffer the consequences.

them.

The troops quickly moved closer to Chu Jie and others. After the troops from both sides met, Zhao Zhiguo found out that Chu Jie was injured and that a regiment leader had died in the battle. At this time, there were only more than 600 people left in the troops led by Chu Jie.

"Captain Zhao, the division commander is injured!" a guard reported to Zhao Zhiguo with a cry.

Hearing that Chu Jie was injured was like a bolt from the blue. Zhao Zhiguo's mind was buzzing. This blow was too big for him, and Zhao Zhiguo lost his judgment for a moment.

"Captain Zhao, what should we do now? The Japs have blocked the road ahead. The troops attacked many times and suffered heavy losses, but they failed to capture the Japanese position." Another regiment commander followed Chu Jie's injuries and fell into coma.

I also lost the ability to make decisions.

All the soldiers and officers gathered around Zhao Zhiguo and looked at him eagerly, as if grasping at a life-saving straw. They believed that only Zhao Zhiguo could save them.

"Retreat! Retreat deeper into the mountain!"

Zhao Zhiguo could no longer care about so much. At this time, saving his life was the most important thing. Once the Japanese troops from behind rushed over again, even if they could block one charge, how many more times could they block it?

Taking advantage of the fact that the Japanese army was not encircling and the Japanese army in front did not take the initiative to attack, if they did not retreat into the mountains at this time, they would never have a chance to escape from the mountains.

In the early morning, birds were chirping and eating grass seeds on the withered grass. Suddenly, as if they were frightened, the birds flew away into the distance and fell into another bush.

At this time, the withered grass moved, and Yao Pengju said to the soldiers beside him: "Go and tell the regiment leader that there is only a hilltop between the little devil and us, and we must move."

After last night's battle, the little Japanese determined that there was still an established Chinese army that had fled into the mountains. And based on the bodies of the soldiers who died in the battle, the Japanese army had determined the name of this unit, which was the 68th Division that once guarded Pingcheng.

, and Zhao Zhiguo was among the 68th Division.

After learning this information, the Japanese army had no intention of letting go of the 68th Division. After dawn, they immediately sent out patrols to look for traces of the 68th Division.

Zhao Zhiguo and the others escaped all night. The soldiers who had not eaten all day and night were already hungry and exhausted their physical strength. After they were temporarily safe, Zhao Zhiguo immediately arranged for the soldiers to rest.

However, the troops had a worse situation. They fought two battles in a row without receiving any supplies or captures. Many soldiers had very little ammunition left and could only sustain one battle at most.

"Report to the captain that Japanese troops were found on the other side of the mountain. The captain asked us to move immediately."

When they heard about the Japanese army, the soldiers who were already frightened immediately stood up and looked warily at the other side of the mountain, even though they could not see anything.

"Why panic!" Zhao Zhiguo scolded the soldiers who were trying to escape, then turned around and asked the soldier who sent the order, "How many Japanese troops are there?"

"There are about two hundred people searching in battle formation! They also carry radios."

"Captain, do you want us to eat these little devils?" Gao Cang suggested.
Chapter completed!