Maybe God also wants to help Chinese soldiers.
The rain that had been pouring all night stopped now, and even the sun came out.
The scorching sunshine in early summer evaporates the water in the soil, making the originally muddy and difficult road gradually easier to walk.
This is good news for the searchers, but not friendly for those who hide and escape. The faster escape is far from worth the consequences of the rain being difficult to wash away the traces of their departure.
This forced them to waste precious escape time to cover up the traces of their escape, but the Chinese side only needed to conduct step-by-step inspections.
As long as a trace of a clue is found, it will basically be the end of the fugitive.
For most of the day, this mountain was bustling with people!
The three infantry battalions are divided into 9 large groups according to company-level organization, and are further subdivided into 27 groups. The minimum search unit is an infantry platoon of 40 people, but the distance between each search group will never exceed 400 meters.
Unless the Japanese army is able to kill an infantry platoon with more than 40 soldiers within 3 minutes, they will face the siege of an infantry company.
What's more terrible is that the Chinese search team also brought dogs. An hour after entering the mountain, the dogs finally smelled the scent of the Japanese and tracked the location where they had rested.
At important mountain passes, the 17th Division no longer sent out sentries, but formed a mobile patrol team based on a standard of 15 infantry squads. In the rear, there were two infantry squads holding machine guns and occupying fortifications to provide fire support.
The fishing net that has been spread out is gradually tightening.
To paraphrase the words often spoken by future sports broadcast hosts: There is not much time left for the Japanese!
Therefore, after the third hour of escape, Lieutenant Miyamoto, who was still struggling with his fate, had to follow Fujiwara Senio's suggestion and divide the 8-man team into 6 groups according to free combinations.
After passing several mountain passes in succession, he discovered that the Chinese troops stationed at each mountain pass were at least one infantry platoon. This Japanese Army lieutenant, who had also been in the army for at least five years, finally understood that his previous feelings were in vain.
Already.
His boss had foreseen early on that the Chinese would go crazy, and mobilized tens of thousands of people to surround and kill just a few of them. The bigger the target, the lower the possibility of escaping.
Lieutenant Miyamoto brought together a sharpshooter from the same infantry regiment as himself, and the rest relied entirely on their own ideas.
To put it bluntly, from that moment on, the eight elite Japanese soldiers completely belonged to the model of "comrades are birds of the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster strikes". Who can break out of the encirclement alive depends on who is lucky.
However, Lieutenant Miyamoto, who felt that he had been fooled by his superiors, made an extremely stupid move out of frustration. He even disobeyed Senio Fujiwara's order and directly turned on the individual field radio he was carrying on his back to send signals to the First Army still in Lucheng.
The headquarters sent a farewell message.
"The rescue mission failed. Now we are surrounded by heavy enemy troops. The chance of breaking out is slim. Mr. Fujiwara has escaped alone. Miyamoto Shigeomi should lead all his subordinates to fight the enemy to the end!"
The content of the Jade Broken Message was so tragic that the senior Japanese officers at the First Army Headquarters looked solemn and took off their hats to pay tribute to these elites, achieving the effect the Japanese Army Lieutenant wanted.
But judging from the results, it is actually very stupid.
Lieutenant Shigeomi Miyamoto may not have expected that the 17th Division also had an anti-radio device. It was not originally deployed by the 17th Division, but was captured from the Second Mixed Brigade during this battle.
How could the Second Mixed Brigade be trusted by the front army headquarters to attack alone? Yamashita even accepted the lessons from the previous defeats of the imperial army and brought nearly four searchable radio signal devices before dispatching troops.
It was originally a special equipment deployed by the front army headquarters in various major cities for the purpose of searching for spies in the city. However, Yamashita believed that China had the possibility of sending a small group of troops to reconnoiter and send out important defense positions, so he asked Shanshan Gente
Several units were approved.
As a result, during the Battle of Starfall, a team wandering in the mountains trying to find a radio signal was caught by a reinforced infantry company from the 17th Division. They killed the team and snatched back this little treasure.
The search for Japanese people came in handy this time.
Damn it, the search radio device that should be installed on the carriage is not more than 3 kilometers away from the area where Lieutenant Miyamoto is located. This must not expose the location of a bunch of unlucky children!
Not only did the four infantry companies who received the news rush around frantically, but an infantry battalion staying nearby also sent two companies to participate.
It was Shigeomi Miyamoto's stupid decision that prevented China from delaying the closing of the network until night, which would have been a long night.
In less than two hours, the Japanese agents, who were divided into six groups and fled, were chased out from all over the mountains like rabbits.
They also perfectly embody the almost perverted samurai spirit of the Japanese. Even if they are surrounded by tens of times more troops, they still refuse to surrender.
One group of only two people, leaning against a small cave with a rifle and a submachine gun, actually blocked an infantry company of the 17th Division for two hours and killed more than 18 soldiers.
The furious commander of the infantry battalion personally supervised the battle and did not hesitate to burn the mountain with fire. He used the fire to force the two Japanese soldiers into the cave, and then threw grenades into the cave, only to obtain the mutilated corpses of the two soldiers.
For this reason, the commander of the infantry company was almost scolded as autistic by the colonel commander of the regiment who was in command.
That's because they didn't know that this rifleman and that submachine gunner had the title of sharpshooter in Itagaki Shiro's fifth division.
In the Fifth Division, which has 70,000 soldiers, there will never be more than 20 officers and soldiers with such a title. That means each one must have a record of killing more than 50 enemies, not just at a distance of a few meters.
How many rings are hit.
If these two people could survive until the middle and late stages of the war, they would be at least at the level of sniper instructors.
Moreover, one of them is the second person under Fujiwara Sentio. He holds the rank of Army Lieutenant. If he is transferred to the infantry unit, he is also an infantry squadron leader.
As a result, he was buried in the mountains of China.
But they were lucky. At least they proved their status as elites before they died.
The 18 special forces of the Fourth Army Regiment were divided into three groups and followed six infantry companies to search the mountains. Their marksmanship was not inferior to that of the Japanese army, and with the support of troops that were far superior to the Japanese army, they almost made those who were driven away fly away.
Rabbits don't have the chance to bite people in a hurry.
Near dusk, the bodies of eight Japanese soldiers had been placed in the temporary headquarters of the 17th Division responsible for the manhunt.
However, according to Tang Dao's request, the large-scale mountain search operation has not stopped because the most important person has not yet been arrested.
Fujiwara Senio disappeared in the mountains and forests as if he had never been this person before.
Because of the stern warning issued by Tang Dao, and the previous case where all members of an infantry squad were attacked and killed, all the infantry companies that had to camp in the wild lit blazing bonfires, illuminating the campsite and its surroundings.
, the ratio of sleeping and repairing soldiers to those on guard duty is almost one to one, and they work in shifts every two hours, leaving no opportunity for anyone to take advantage of.
Because no one can kill dozens of fully armed and vigilant soldiers with pure close combat.
The reason why Mingxin was able to kill more than 30 Japanese soldiers that time was due to the huge geographical environment, weather and other factors. The arrogant Japanese soldiers never expected that anyone would attack them in such a way.
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In the darkness, Fujiwara Senzuo, who was sitting cross-legged, was also sighing silently.
He knew that as the sound of gunfire subsided before sunset, most of the eight subordinates he threw out as bait must have died in the battle.
The reason why he was sure that he died in battle rather than being captured alive was because he had enough confidence in the elite men of the empire under his command.
When selecting these elites, he had already stated his identity and promised everyone that the Fujiwara family would definitely absorb those who had achieved military success under him as their peripheral retainers, which meant that half of the foot had already been stepped on.
The threshold for joining the nobility is far more exciting than being promoted to a military rank. Even those low-level officers with minor noble status cannot resist this temptation.
So when he handed out the pills hidden in the teeth that could cause instant death, no one objected.
In a sense, the Kamikaze Force is not so much affiliated with the North China Front Army Headquarters as it is affiliated with his private soldiers Fujiwara Sentio, all of whom are dead soldiers!
Even if Gen Sugami knew what Fujiwara Sentio had done, he would probably turn a blind eye and pretend he didn't know. Even if Gen Sugami could gain the support of His Majesty the Emperor, if the Fujiwara family chose to fight with him
Standing on the opposite side, I am afraid that His Majesty the Emperor will make the wisest choice.
From the perspective of executing military orders, he was completely defeated this time. There were almost no survivors among his 24 elite dead soldiers.
However, their death was not in vain. At least, it delayed the Chinese people for most of the day, and nearly ten thousand Chinese people were unable to sleep at night.
Fujiwara Senzuo slowly curled up his body again, using a strange breathing rhythm to put himself back into sleep. Then, except for those who observed him at an extremely close distance, they could judge from the slightly rising and falling chest that he was still alive.
Seen from a distance, this black shadow looks like an eternal rock on the mountain wall, lifeless.
This is a ninjutsu passed down from ancient times by the Japanese people. Fujiwara Senzuo also learned it by chance. Otherwise, it would be really difficult for him to escape the search of nearly 2,000 people this time, even if he hid with the Chinese soldier.
He entered a cave more than ten meters below the cliff.
The almost crazy Chinese searched for a cliff and even tied ropes to hang the soldiers down to check the situation in the bushes under the cliff.
Fortunately, Fujiwara Senzuo's unique ninjutsu did not even disturb a goshawk couple on the other side of the cave who were actively raising children when they arrived here.
The two big eagles that were frightened and flew out startled the soldiers who came down to check. At the same time, they were no longer on guard against this dangerous place. The raptors that were raising young eagles would never let go of any threats.
Even if there are biological creatures like baby birds, the fact that they are still here is proof that there is no one there.
Fujiwara Senzuo used this rare night to recover the physical strength he had lost during the day.
The darkest time of the day is just before dawn.
That is also the time when the human body is most prone to fatigue.
There was an infantry battalion responsible for the defense of the small Yesanpo. The mobile sentries alone used 6 infantry squads. There were also three trenches, and bonfires were lit in each trench. There were enough bonfires on the mountain and down the mountain.
There are more than 30 places that illuminate the entire Yesanpo as if it were daytime! Looking around, there are almost no corners that are too dark.
For safety, the battalion even used 4 heavy machine guns, two with their muzzles facing outward and two with their muzzles facing inward, and each was protected by an infantry squad. At night, the shift was changed every 3 hours to ensure 4
The heavy machine gun can fire at any time.
In the words of the major battalion commander of the 17th Division, even if a Japanese infantry brigade attacked such a large battle, he could withstand it for 24 hours, let alone a Japanese special agent team with less than ten people left.
Already.
What's more, there are still three infantry battalions searching outside. If the Japanese still dare to come, then they are really not humans but gods.
In the eyes of many officers and soldiers of the 17th Division, this was indeed a bit of a fuss.
But this was an order from the Tang regiment. Commander Zhao of the 17th Division personally sent a text message to each regiment to inform the military orders of the temporary supreme commander. Who dares to disrespect it?
But no matter how strict the military discipline is, tired from a sleepless night, and looking at the dawn, many sentries begin to relax, their eyelids droop, and their perception is rapidly declining.
As a result, they did not see a black shadow flashing in the silhouette formed by the remaining light of the bonfire. It even took advantage of the visual difference caused by the mountain wind blowing through the fire to hide it.
Not to mention that many soldiers' vigilance has been reduced to the lowest level and they are drowsy. Even if they are awake, they will probably only suspect that they are dazzled when they see this scene.
In less than 3 minutes, the black shadow continuously broke through the three defense lines of the 17th Division Infantry Battalion from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and finally quietly jumped into the wooden shed.
There is no doubt that the black shadow is still aimed at Yamashita.
Yesanpo was tightly defended, with no other buildings except the soldiers' field campsites.
The three carriages that went through the battle yesterday are still in place, and the tarpaulins have been re-covered, but there are no defense personnel around. Only this wooden shed, 30 meters away, is occupied by more than 30 infantrymen with live ammunition.
, it is obvious that they are protecting the people in this wooden shed.
Why is it so far away 30 meters? Obviously, this is a secret, a secret that cannot be known by ordinary soldiers.
The answer, in the eyes of the dark shadow who has been observing here for an unknown amount of time, is already obvious.
"Kacha!"
At the moment when the black shadow flashed into the wooden shed, a soft sound suddenly sounded in the darkness.
The black shadow's body suddenly froze.
Then, a small fire ignited in the darkness, it was a small match.
The fingers holding the match are very slender, but the palm is very broad, and it looks extremely powerful at first glance.
In the dim light of the fire, Fujiwara Sentio's face was as dark as water, and he looked at his old rival Shi Shiran who picked up the match and lit the candle.
In the firelight, the young man who was only half a head shorter than him was Tang Dao!
"Brother Fujiwara, it's been a long time!" Tang Dao didn't look at Fujiwara Senio. Instead, he took the matchstick and flicked the candle to make the candle burn more fully.
"Last time we said goodbye to Zhengcheng, Zhan Xiong was looking forward to meeting Tang Jun again all the time, but Zhan Xiong didn't expect that he would be in such a dark place." The chicken thief, who was waiting for him by his master, didn't show any emotion at all.
Don't panic, look calmly at Tang Dao who is looking over.
"Yes! You said that we both missed each other so much, but what Tang Dao didn't expect was that before we even met, you would send Tang Mou such a tragic letter of challenge. Tang Mou really didn't want to fight.
There is no other way!" Tang Dao looked at Fujiwara Senzuo calmly. "But I'm afraid, Fujiwara brother, that your homesickness will be much greater than that of Tang, so I have to use the urn invented by my ancestors to entertain guests. I hope you can imitate Fujiwara brother.
Too strange."
Hearing what Tang Dao said, Fujiwara Senio finally showed a cold look in his eyes: "It turns out, Tang Jun, you have already expected that I will definitely not give up rescuing Major General Yamashita, and setting up such a large formation made me convinced.
That’s all.
What a good plan!"
"No, you are wrong!" Tang Dao shook his head.
"Huh?" Doubt flashed across Fujiwara Senio's eyes.
In a psychological confrontation between masters of their level, there is no need to fake at all. Only the most authentic can impact the opponent's mind.
"It doesn't matter whether you come tonight or not, because I know you will definitely come to me. Otherwise, with your skill, you would have broken through the siege and escaped long ago, and the body of my useless subordinate would have also been dead long ago.
Found by our army!" Tang Dao said calmly. "It's just that I didn't expect that Brother Fujiwara, you have such a big appetite. In addition to coming to me, you also want to take Yamashita away with you. Tell me, are you serious?
Some of them have to go to Long to see Shu?"
"Tang Jun, why do you care so much about your subordinates?" A smile appeared on Fujiwara Senio's face. "You are really not afraid of being exploited by me when you take the initiative to expose your weaknesses like this? You know, I don't have those worldly things.
You see, in order to defeat the enemy, you will use everything you can."
"You are here, which means he is still alive. If you die, he will be rescued. There are so many twists and turns." Tang Dao also smiled.
"You idiot, come here and get beaten!"
He moved his feet, punched forward with his right arm, and the military thorn slipped out of his sleeve and thrust forward suddenly.
The temperature in the wooden shed seemed to have suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees.
The murderous aura instantly solidified into reality!
A big sword came through the air like a thunderbolt and lightning.
Fujiwara Senzuo felt a tightness in his chest.
He had just finished saying that he would use everything to attack the enemy, but the terrible opponent, who had no moral integrity, struck first.
It's actually not scary to strike first. He is confident enough to take down his opponent, even if there are hundreds of Chinese soldiers with guns and live ammunition waiting outside.
Can.....
Damn it, there is actually a master who is almost as good as himself hiding here.
Two against one!
This is a DER!
This chapter has been completed!