Chapter 379: Big Sweep: Mountains, High Forests, and More Secret Guns
Dawn had just broken and the fog had not yet dissipated. A rush of footsteps woke up the birds on the branches.
Opening its round little eyes, the little bird looked curiously under the tree and found groups of troops in security uniforms coming up the mountain road, walking forward along the mountain road that used to be sparsely traveled.
The mountain road is not too wide. It is a bit narrow for two people walking side by side. One side is a hillside covered with dense trees; the other side is a steep ravine. Although it is not too deep, it is full of rugged rocks and intertwined teeth.
People feel scared when they see it.
There are gravels everywhere on the mountain road. The big ones are about the same as peanuts, and the small ones are only the size of rice grains. They are densely covered with the mountain road. People have to be careful when walking on them. Otherwise, they will easily slip and fall into the ravine.
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Once it falls into a ravine, even if those jagged sharp rocks cannot kill a person, they will definitely cause injuries all over the body.
Therefore, these security soldiers walked very carefully, keeping an eye on their feet every step they took, lest they take the wrong step and fall into the ravine.
As a result, the security army's marching speed was obviously much slower, which made the Japanese soldiers behind them unhappy.
Surrounded by groups of Japanese soldiers, Captain Mukai Kageaki was riding a black horse, with a telescope hanging around his neck, a command knife hanging diagonally on his waist, and his waist straight. He also had a serious look on his face.
The squadron he commanded also seemed to be more disciplined. No one spoke during the march. People were just hurrying along. Except for the clicking sound of leather shoes on the mountain road, no other noise could be heard.
In comparison, the discipline of the security forces was much worse. They laughed and joked as they walked, whistled once or twice from time to time, or just a few people got together and told a few dirty jokes, and then got a burst of laughter from the audience.
"The mob." Listening to the chatter and laughter that was comparable to the noise, Mukai Jingming frowned in disgust, and then turned his eyes elsewhere.
An officer saw that his squadron leader had been staring at the dense woods for more than ten minutes without moving his eyes. He asked strangely, "Squadron leader, why do you keep looking at those woods?"
Mukai Jingming smiled slightly, raised his riding whip and pointed at the continuous woods, "Look at the terrain here."
People looked in the direction he pointed and saw a hill in front of them. The mountain road wound up from the foot of the hill, and then dropped down from the other side of the hill. The road suddenly shrank and became much narrower at the top of the hill.
And far to the side, the woods suddenly became dense.
Mukai Kageaki continued, "Look, the terrain here, with high mountains and dense forests, and narrow roads, is very suitable for an ambush."
As soon as he finished speaking, a shrill sound of a sniper rifle rang out in the mountains, suddenly surprising a large group of mountain birds.
The Japanese machine gunner who was walking at the front gave up and dropped his machine gun, then turned over and fell on the mountain road. A bullet hole in his heart spurted blood outward, as fierce as spring water.
"There's an ambush, there's an ambush!"
The security force soldiers panicked all of a sudden. They pulled the bolts of their guns and fired randomly around, without any target at all.
Mukai Keaki waved his hand, and the soldiers of his squadron immediately dispersed and formed a fighting formation. Light and heavy machine guns were deployed on the spot, with the muzzles of the guns pointing directly at the place where the ambush might be.
However, it was very quiet in the mountain forest. Apart from the gunfire just now, there was no other movement.
The Japanese were lying on the cold stone ground, with a small breeze blowing. It didn't feel very good. However, without the squadron leader's order, no one moved without permission, but kept a close eye on where the enemy might appear.
Time passed minute by minute, and there was still no movement in the mountains and forests. This abnormal phenomenon made Mukai Kageaki and others puzzled.
"What on earth do Chinese people mean? Why did they run away after firing a shot?" Mukai Jingming looked at the movement and then waved to Gou Shuli, the commander of the first battalion of the first regiment of the security army who was cooperating with him.
Gou Shuli was less than one foot six tall. He had the head of a deer, the eyes of a rat, and two thin beards. He looked like a big rat. If you add in his chattering eyes, he really had both form and spirit.
Hearing that Captain Mukai Keaki called him, he almost crawled over. When he got close, he was still breathing heavily, so he stretched his neck and replied, "These die-hards like to do this, shoot one shot and then...
I'm just kidding, but I don't even have the guts to fight."
As soon as he finished speaking, another sniper gunshot rang out in the forest on the right, and this time it was a Japanese squad leader who was unlucky. His head was treated like a big watermelon, and he was beaten to death.
It rolled into a ravine on the mountain road.
"shooting!"
"shooting!"
"shooting!"
The Japanese machine gun commander directed the light and heavy machine guns to fire wildly in the direction where the gunshots were likely to come from. The leaves there were flying everywhere and the gravel was constantly flying, but nothing was found.
"You guys, go over and search." A Japanese squad leader pointed at the security forces led by Gou Shuli, and then pointed at the hillside on the right.
"Us?!" The security army soldiers all withered one by one, and their energy when they were joking just now was gone. They originally didn't want to go, but after looking at the eager attitude of the Japanese, they knew that if they didn't go, they might not have to secretly go.
The gunman was there, and these Japanese soldiers had to deal with them.
Fearfully, they climbed up the hillside. As they walked, the security army soldiers prayed in their hearts for the blessings of gods and Buddhas, while cursing at the Japanese soldiers, "The Jade Emperor, Taishang Laojun, Earth God, Mountain God, West Heaven Tathagata Buddha, all passing gods bless you."
I'm safe, those stupid little devils are nothing."
Climbing up cautiously, more than a dozen security army soldiers reached the hillside safely. They walked through the dense forest while searching for enemies.
On the mountain road, Mukai Jingming quietly rode on a black horse, waiting for the security army soldiers to report back. He always marched cautiously, as long as there was any disturbance, he would be like a frightened poisonous snake, coiling up his body, holding his head high and waiting for the enemy's attack.
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Although the lethality of these two gunshots was limited, they still needed to be treated with caution. If he was ambushed by someone because of his rash advance, it would not be worth it.
Because of this, the Japanese army waited until the security forces soldiers had finished searching the forest and determined that there were no problems before they continued to advance.
With this delay, about an hour and a half passed, and Mukai Kageaki had only walked less than a mile.