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Chapter 799 Trap

The rain and fog did not dissipate. The guerrilla officers and soldiers who were familiar with the terrain attacked the Japanese soldiers and ran away quickly. The chasing Japanese soldiers were so angry that they screamed and were furious.

"Withdraw!"

However, the Japanese soldiers did not dare to go deep into the wilderness shrouded in rain and fog to pursue, so they had to carry the corpses and wounded back to the main road under the orders of the squad leader.

When Japanese Major Kuroda Ichiro saw the half-dead wounded and two corpses brought back, his face turned livid, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently. He raised his hand and slapped the pursuing Japanese leader.

"Bagayalu! The Imperial Army of Japan has completely disgraced you!"

The crisp scratch hit the Japs squad leader's cheek, making the Japs Captain Kasai Sadao standing next to him unable to help but tremble all over.

"Hi!"

Although the leader of the Japanese squad who received a slap was not angry, he had to bow his head and swallow the bitter pill.

Kasai Sadao said: "Chief Kuroda, the China Army guerrillas are cunning and cunning. This is just their small force. They just want to harass our stagnant army and take this opportunity to transfer the people and troops. There is no need to

Keep it in mind..."

Sadao Kasai suffered the consequences of being harassed by guerrillas and sent people deep into the wilderness to pursue them, causing them heavy losses, so he did not want Ichiro Kuroda to make the same mistake again.

Ichiro Kuroda frowned: "Kasai-san, do you mean to ignore them and go straight to work at Xiaowangzhuang?"

"Hey, Commander Kuroda is wise!" Sadao Kasai flattered him calmly.

Kuroda Ichiro nodded and ordered: "Open the way!"

Soon, the Japanese convoy that was attacked collected the wounded and roared forward again, but the road was muddy and their speed was slow.

"How many Japanese were killed just now?"

Several guerrilla officers and soldiers who had escaped the Japanese pursuers were evacuating in the rain after completing their mission. Although they were soaked to the skin, they seemed very excited.

"I think one of them was killed. Even if he didn't die, he would have been seriously injured. I heard the screams." Someone said happily after wiping the rainwater that blurred his eyes.

Another recruit also added: "The mines we planted also went off. They should be able to blow up a few. Hehe, we made a profit this time."

The veteran platoon leader who led the team smiled and said: "You fought well, but we must quickly retreat to the village of Xiaohekou to change clothes, otherwise we will get gonorrhea."

These guerrilla officers and soldiers who have completed the blocking mission will quickly retreat to the village to assemble, and then wait for new orders.

When this group of guerrilla officers and soldiers retreated to the assembly point to complete the blocking mission, at the edge of a bamboo forest fifty meters away on their flanks, the guerrilla officers and soldiers of the same two combat groups were loading their bullets and staring at them as if facing a formidable enemy.

In the direction of the main road.

They were well hidden, and even the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were retreating did not notice that there were friendly brothers lurking not far away from them.

"The Japs are so silent? Are they scared away?"

Seeing the eerie silence on the road shrouded in rain and fog, a recruit couldn't help but ask.

The guerrilla squad leader, who had been squinting his eyes and staring in the direction of the road, said categorically: "No, the Japanese are not that easy to deal with. If they retreat so easily, there is no need for us to go through the trouble of digging fortifications and setting up traps."

"Squad leader, look there's someone coming over there!"

As soon as the squad leader finished speaking, a veteran pointed in the direction of their flank and shouted in a low voice.

"Could it be the retreating brothers?" The recruit also looked in the direction of the veteran's finger. In the hazy rain and fog, there was indeed a figure coming.

The veteran squad leader shook his head and his face became serious: "Our brothers will not be scattered like that. They are ready to fight. They should be the leading soldiers of the Japanese!"

The words of the veteran squad leader made the brothers in the combat team nestled in this camouflaged bunker become nervous. They all turned their guns and aimed at the flank a hundred meters away from the road.

In the wilderness on the flanks away from the main road, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers wearing steel helmets and raincoats were opening a skirmish line and searching forward.

In order to avoid being attacked again by guerrillas ambushing on the roadside, Japanese Major Ichiro Kuroda quickly took countermeasures. When the convoy advanced along the road, advanced soldiers were also dispatched from the wilderness on both sides to support them.

"Squad leader, should we fight the convoy or the Japanese soldiers?"

The roar of the Japanese soldiers' convoy could be clearly heard, and the Japanese soldiers walking on the flanks of the wilderness were closer, and they could already see the figures of the Japanese soldiers clearly.

"Ding San, take the new soldiers and leave first. The rest will stay with me to cover!"

Seeing the Japanese spearhead detachment that had already been searching, the veteran squad leader realized that they were no match, and they hurriedly turned around and gave instructions to a veteran.

The three recruits wanted to say something, but veteran Ding San patted their shoulders. Then they climbed out of the camouflage bunker and headed into the bamboo forest.

"Aochina!"

These Japanese soldiers had very poisonous eyes. When they saw someone standing up in front and running into the bamboo forest behind them, they shouted a warning and at the same time pulled the bolt of their rifles and raised them over their shoulders in preparation for shooting.

"Bang! Bang..."

The veteran squad leader who was responsible for covering fired their guns first, and the bullets flew out in a swipe. The hot bullets passed through the cold rain and fog, leaving a white bullet mark.

"Snapped!"

The Japanese soldier's gun also fired, but he was shot on his back. Under the tyrannical impact, the muzzle of the gun moved upwards, the bullets flew into the sky, and then his body fell heavily in the wilderness.

"They have an ambush!"

The enemy soldiers who were standing and shooting were so frightened that their companions were shot that they hurriedly fell to the ground.

By the time they drew their 38 rifles and set them up in front of them, the veteran squad leader who fired the gun had already quickly put away their guns and ran back.

"Baga! Chase!"

Seeing the guerrilla officers and soldiers quickly pulling away from each other, the Japanese gave up shooting because the distance was too far and shooting was useless, so they had to quickly get up and pursue them.

"ah!"

But when they chased forward only a few dozen meters, a kid suddenly stepped into a pit and fell forward in the mud.

"Alert!" The chasing little devils had to stop, half-crouched and raised their guns to alert in four directions. Their tactical movements were very skillful.

"What's going on? Where are you injured?" The leader of the Japanese soldiers rushed to the fallen soldiers and squatted down to ask.

"Foot..." The Japanese soldier's face was twisted in pain.

The leader of the Japanese soldiers looked at the wounded Japanese soldier's feet. A sharp bamboo penetrated his shoe, pierced the sole of the foot, and spurted out blood from the instep.

And in the small pit he stepped on, there were actually more than a dozen sharpened thin bamboos densely packed together. Seeing this scene, it made him shudder.

"Damn it!"

The leader of the Japanese soldiers' vanguard unit cursed and had to send someone to send the injured back to the convoy advancing on the road.

These mines and traps were laid by the attacking guerrilla officers and soldiers in order to hinder the pursuers. If the Japanese searched carefully, they would find at least ten more similar traps scattered around the camouflaged bunker.


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