The Japanese army, which was already weak, or seriously weakened, did not cause any major casualties, even in the eyes of many people. Five deaths and eight injuries were killed and eight injuries, and what an incredible victory it was.

However, Wu Ming frowned. The losses could not be supplemented. This was the weakness of the Rangers and the biggest difficulty in carrying out guerrilla warfare in other countries. This is why he adopted the suffocation tactic and slowly weakened the Japanese army.

Huang Zongwu was a few years older than Wu Ming. He used to do jade business in Myanmar and often had to go to far-reaching mountains and forests to collect mines. He dealt with all kinds of people, which also gave him rich experience. Seeing that Wu Ming was a little unhappy, he thought about it and then judged the reason.

"Major Liu." Huang Zongwu walked to Wu Ming and said softly: "Don't worry about personnel replenishment. I can find a way to attract more overseas Chinese, even Burmese people. Just after winning the battle, your gloomy face will have an impact on morale."

Wu Ming raised his head, glanced at him for a while, and smiled relievedly, "Captain Huang is right, I'm thinking too much."

"Come here and take a look." Wu Ming smiled and greeted everyone, pointing at a Japanese wounded man with blood on his face under his feet and said, "This guy is so unlucky. He wants to commit suicide with a grenade. He kowtowed on his head for a long time, but it didn't sound. He smashed himself into blood on his face and was confused."

"Hahahaha." Everyone was full of heart and walked over and said in a word. Many people even kicked the dead dog with their feet.

"Be gentle." Wu Ming pretended to be angry: "I still want to get something from his mouth, so don't kill it."

At this time, the Japanese wounded soldier moaned and twisted for a moment and woke up. The guy's eye sockets were collapsed, his cheekbones were towering, and his blood-stained face looked very ferocious, and his two fiery red eyes stared at everyone.

Wu Ming sneered and pressed the rifle in his hand against his thigh wound, asking in Japanese: "Tell me, your army number, the name of the commander, and the defense situation of Tonggu."

"Damn Chinese...ah!" the Japanese wounded soldier cursed gritting his teeth. The second half of the sentence turned into a scream because of Wu Ming's force.

Wu Ming's gun stabbed into the wounds of the Japanese wounded soldiers. He crushed and stirred expressionlessly.

The Japanese wounded soldier screamed as if he wanted to fight, and raised his body to the ground. As soon as he reached out his hand, he was kicked to the ground by two team members and firmly stepped on his hands.

"If you want to die, I won't let you do it." Wu Ming's cold words pierced into the ears of Japanese wounded soldiers like a sharp sword. "You should have been trained in the jungle. You must know the dangers of some creatures in the jungle, but do you know there is a kind of man-eating spider? Put it into your mouth, it will drill into your stomach, into your head, eat your internal organs, brains, crawl out of your eyes, ears, and nose, and you will not die."

Looking at the eyes of the Japanese wounded soldiers who were wide open because of fear, Wu Ming continued, "I will nail you to the ground. I will give you food and drink water every day, so that the man-eating spiders can settle down in your stomach and lay eggs. Then thousands of spiders slowly eat your meat. Isn't that fun?"

Wu Ming waved his hand, "Get a bamboo stick, nail him to the ground, then bring the embroidered tube containing a man-eating spider and pour it in." He said, "He winked at Lijun in a hidden way.

Several team members responded and walked over with bamboo sticks. Fu Lijun understood it and smiled sinisterly and took a bamboo tube from an overseas Chinese team member who didn't know what to put on, and came to the mouth of the Japanese wounded soldier.

"I said, I said." The Japanese wounded soldier finally collapsed, twisted his head aside and avoided the terrifying bamboo tube.

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After getting what he wanted, Wu Ming gave the Japanese wounded soldiers a pleasure and fulfilled his wish. The members of the Rangers began to take off military uniforms from the Japanese devils according to Wu Ming's orders.

"No washing is allowed." Wu Ming stopped the actions of the only two women in the Rangers. In fact, he was always curious about what forces supported them through the harsh training, which made him have no reason to drive them away.

"It's so odorless that I'm not like escaping from the jungle." Wu Ming explained: "Put it aside first, we'll use it tomorrow."

"Yes, sir." Liu Wenmei and Zhang Shuhua's faces were already dark. Although their bodies were not as strong as male players, Wu Ming was still very satisfied with their partner as snipers. Moreover, they seemed to have forgotten that they were women, and they did not make everyone feel a lot of inconvenience in the Random Movement Team. Even when Wu Ming ordered the team members to shave their heads and remove their body hair, they naturally accepted it. Both of them were particularly hard-working and did not laugh, which also made Wu Ming want to ask them several times why they had to stay in the Random Movement Team, but they gave up this idea several times.

"Sir." A team member ran over to report: "The stretcher has been made. Do you have to carry the dead devils to march tomorrow? That guy is quite heavy!"

Wu Ming thought for a moment, looked up and said to Liu Wenmei and Zhang Shuhua, "You two, go and reduce the weight of the devil, so you don't need to ask for the arms and legs."

The team member was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said, "Sir, I won't bother them anymore. I'll go!"

Wu Ming did not speak, staring at the reactions of Liu Wenmei and Zhang Shuhua with his eyes.

Liu Wenmei and Zhang Shuhua looked at each other, pulled out the machete from their waists, and left without saying a word.

"Am I a little perverted? Force two women to do such a disgusting thing?" Looking at the backs of the two people leaving, Wu Ming suddenly felt a little regretful.

It was a starry night. The team members slept on the empty river beach and enjoyed the coolness of the first night. The darkness wrapped in damp night air and closed from the surrounding jungle toward the place. The team members were wrapped in raincoats.

After a day of extreme tension and fatigue, many soldiers were already asleep and fell asleep. How bizarre would it be if their dreams could be revealed.
Chapter completed!