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Chapter 681 The sly Matsuura

The stench rose to the sky on the dilapidated battlefield, with bullet-riddled helmets, broken rifles, empty bullet casings, and rotting and stinking corpses scattered throughout the battlefield.

The officers and soldiers of the search team were searching for the remaining Japanese soldiers among the weeds and vines, while also looking for their brothers.

Many troops broke up when they attacked the Japanese. Many of them fell in whole squads and rows on the way to the Japanese positions. Everyone fell with their heads facing the direction of the Japanese.

For this battle to encircle and annihilate the Japanese division, countless brothers fell in the wilderness and died for their country.

"We must catch the old Japanese Matsuura! Otherwise we will be sorry for our sacrificed brothers!"

By a small stream, Zhang Heizi found some brothers in his company. They fought a hand-to-hand battle with the Japs here and all died. Their blood dyed the stream red.

Before they died, many brothers struggled with the Japanese. Both sides were so stiff that they could not separate themselves. Looking at these sacrificed brothers, Zhang Heizi and the others' eyes were bloodshot.

In this battle to besiege the Matsuura Division, many troops suffered heavy losses. First of all, they had no experience in mountainous assaults and their weapons and equipment were too poor.

Even so, they forcibly gnawed down the Japanese from the top of the mountain one by one, and defeated the Japanese Matsuura division with their desperate efforts.

The red-eyed Chinese officers and soldiers were looking for the remaining Japanese soldiers everywhere. They launched searches from several directions. Gunshots continued to ring out on the battlefield, and the remaining Japanese soldiers were constantly being eliminated.

Every brother is looking for Matsuura Junrokuro. If the culprit cannot be caught, then this victory will be much inferior.

At this moment, Matsuura Junrokuro, along with the staff of the division headquarters and a group of guards, were hiding in the mountains, evading the pursuit of Chinese officers and soldiers.

The dignified lieutenant general commander of the division was like a bereaved dog at the moment, panicking all day long.

They hid in a large patch of grass and watched the lone Japanese soldiers being chased by Chinese officers and soldiers and shot them one by one, but they did not dare to show their anger for fear of exposing themselves.

After this group of Chinese officers and soldiers killed all the lone Japanese soldiers, took away the loot and left, they dared to climb out of the grass in fear.

Looking at the Japanese soldiers who had been beaten with bloody holes all over their bodies, the exhausted Japanese division commander Matsuura Junrokuro clenched his fists and his face was filled with anger.

But now that he is a mud Buddha crossing the river, he cannot save himself, and his anger is of no use.

"General, let's leave quickly. The Chinese will search here soon."

Japanese intelligence officer Sakurai looked around cautiously and persuaded Junroku Matsuura to leave quickly. If they were discovered, they would all be doomed.

Matsuura Junrokuro is completely despairing now. The division of more than 10,000 people was ruined in his hands. Even if he breaks out, how can he explain to the commander of the 11th Army Okamura Neiji? He is full of regrets and should not be alone.

Aggressive.

"It's easy for the Chinese to spot us if we walk like this. It's easier to get out if we change into their clothes." Junrokuro Matsuura stopped after taking a few steps.

"General..." Intelligence Staff Sakura wanted to say something, but saw that Matsuura Junrokuro had begun to take off his lieutenant general uniform, and he hesitated.

Soon, this group of nearly a hundred young Japanese soldiers collected some blood-stained military uniforms of Chinese officers and soldiers from all over the battlefield and put them on, while their clothes were thrown into the grass.

The Japs Matsuura Junrokuro was running away in embarrassment, and Yang Ling and the others were not idle either. They finally found the village where the Japs' division headquarters was located, but they missed it. He was so angry that he just wanted to curse.

With no choice but to rely on the direction in which the leader of the Japanese division escaped in his memory, he launched a pursuit.

"Commander, we have all come to the side of the 4th Army. There are no ghosts. Are we chasing in the wrong direction?" Looking at the 4th Army search team that appeared in the field of vision, Wang Dongming turned to Yang Ling and spoke.

road.

Yang Ling also frowned. Did he go in the wrong direction? He shouldn't have.

"Let's go over and ask." Yang Ling said and led his brothers straight to the 4th Army's search team ahead.

Although one of the two sides belongs to the Central Army and the other belongs to the Provincial Army, they are still the Central Army and they fought side by side to encircle and annihilate the Matsuura Division, which can be regarded as a war-like friendship.

The search team of the 4th Army was small in number, less than a company in strength, and was led by a dark-skinned captain.

They also discovered Yang Ling and the others, and were stunned when they saw Yang Ling's military uniforms and logos.

"Why did they come to our search area?" A brother from the 4th Army muttered in a low voice and became alert.

Although the superiors did not divide the areas for searching and suppressing the remnants of the enemy, after all, it was related to loot and capture, so all armies and divisions had a tacit understanding not to go to the search areas of other units.

The battle is considered over, but the subsequent overt and covert fights over the distribution of spoils and military merits are much more tiring than fighting. In the National Revolutionary Army with complex factions, this is inevitable.

Although the brothers at the bottom fought side by side and had a good relationship, this time they won the battle after all.

But sometimes it's impossible to escape. After all, they have been marked by factions since they put on military uniforms of different colors.

On a complex battlefield, they have to fight the Japanese to the death. At this time, everyone can point their guns at the same time, and the Japanese are the enemy.

But fighting against the Japanese is not enough. People have to eat to live, and they have to work hard to get food, drink, military pay, and supplies. Anyway, there are only so many, and whoever gets the share depends on fighting for them. And military honors,

These achievements are the important basis for receiving supplies and food.

But they were all fighting against the little devils, so after the war, the troops began to fight openly and covertly for supplies, military honors and other things. This was a very helpless thing. The country was too poor.

"Sir!" Although the company commander of the 4th Army was not angry with Yang Ling and the others for crossing the line, he still greeted him politely.

Yang Ling and the others also said hello to the comrades in the army. Everyone looked very happy after winning the battle.

"Brother, did you find anything when you searched here just now?" Yang Ling pulled the company commander aside and asked seriously.

The company commander shook his head and said: "We killed more than a dozen Japanese troops and there was nothing else... By the way, we also met a group of brothers who went back to search."

"Searching back?" Yang Ling became alert.

Yang Ling asked: "Which army are they from?"

"They are from our 4th Army. There are more than 20 people from the 90th Division, and the others are..."

The company commander stopped before he finished speaking. He had come to his senses. He felt something was wrong just now, and now he finally understood why it was wrong.

Generally, brothers in each division and regiment stay with their own people. Even if they are separated, they will find people in the same division as soon as possible. This is a subconscious behavior.

The group of people who passed by just now were not only from different divisions, but also from different regiments. They actually came together and felt very familiar.

"They may be Japs in disguise. Hurry, catch up!" Yang Ling reacted quickly and hurriedly called Wang Dongming and others to pursue them.

The company commander did not care that Yang Ling and the others were members of the Central Army, and hurriedly led his men to turn around and start the pursuit.

"Quick, send a flare and ask for support!" This company commander was not stupid. He had a vague feeling that they might have missed a big fish.


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