Chapter 359 The Super Special Forces Are Also Planted
The news that the Japanese were no longer running away and were desperately digging trenches and field fortifications in preparation for a deadly fight reached Liu Lang around 11 o'clock in the morning.
At this time, the Great Wall Regiment was still about twenty miles away from the Japanese army, and Chi Dakui's Third Battalion, the forward, had already reached fifteen miles.
Liu Lang smiled faintly. He was completely expecting the Japanese army to do this. Although the always arrogant little Japanese were badly beaten in front of Luo Wenyu's defense line and had to choose to retreat strategically, it did not mean that they were still arrogant.
She thinks she is the best in the world in field battles.
Seeing that Luo Wenyu's defenders were really chasing after him, it would be weird if they didn't immediately dig fortifications to confront the enemy. I'm afraid they were still planning to fight back and devour his two thousand men!
Since the Japanese stopped running away, there was no need to chase them so hastily. Looking at the extremely gloomy sky above his head, Liu Lang knew that he probably wouldn’t have to worry about the kid’s plane today. In such weather, unless the kid was crazy,
If we don't, we will never send their small propeller planes to cross the 500 kilometers distance here.
Moreover, even if they come, what can they do? Liu Lang looked at the six twin-mounted anti-aircraft cannons captured last night that were mounted on the backs of mules and horses in front of him. Although the Japanese-style cannons had an average rate of fire, with dozens of them
The MG42 can definitely fly away Japanese aircraft that dare to lower their altitude below one thousand meters.
The current Great Wall Regiment has 2,000 veterans who have gone through bloody battles, sufficient ammunition, more than thirty MG42 machine guns with a rate of fire of 1,200 rounds per second, and a total of twenty mountain artillery and mortars. Its combat effectiveness is extremely high in terms of personnel and weapons and equipment.
The Eighth Division, which is stronger than an entire division of the Chinese army and has lost artillery support and air support, may continue to suffer a bloody blow this time.
Everyone was ordered to move forward slowly. On the one hand, it was to recover their physical strength. On the other hand, Liu Lang also needed to wait for the special forces of the Eighth Division to send back the detailed deployment of the Japanese troops.
Although the Great Wall Regiment's morale and equipment are far superior to the Japanese army with a large number of people twenty miles away, Liu Lang will never underestimate any opponent. Predicting the enemy thousands of miles away is what the supreme commander likes to do, and the final facts proved that he
It's so wrong.
The sixteen special forces of the special brigade are Liu Lang's biggest gain from this battle. Not only can they infiltrate and assassinate the enemy, but more importantly, they can clearly present the enemy's battlefield layout in front of Liu Lang one by one, so that Liu Lang can reasonably
They can deploy troops locally, and they can even guide their own artillery.
Their performance in this battle is basically close to the functions of future special forces. Except for the time difference caused by the shortcomings in real-time communication. If they can be equipped with the oversized brick-shaped walkie-talkies already equipped by American soldiers, it will definitely
It's every opponent's nightmare.
It can be said that except for the two special forces who died and the second squadron leader Xiao Fenghua who was seriously injured and recuperating, the remaining thirteen people are Liu Lang's darlings, and every loss of one will make Liu Lang heartbroken.
However, so far, including the seriously injured Xiao Fenghua, there are only twelve special forces who have escaped the Japanese pursuit and returned to the team. They are also missing Liu Lang's favorite super sniper Mo Mao Mao and super fire support Chen Yunfa? Logically speaking, with the two of them,
With people’s abilities, if something happens to anyone, nothing will happen to them!
Where are Mo Xiaomao and Chen Yunfa who were talked about by Liu Lang?
Of course, they are still in the Great Wall Mountains. The reason why they have not returned to the team yet is that they cannot return to the team. Their current location is a full eighty miles away from the battlefield where the Great Wall Regiment and the Eighth Division are preparing for a field showdown.
Moreover, at least half of the mountain roads were not walked by oneself. Of course, they were not flown by oneself. They were carried by others, but they were tied up with five flowers.
That's right, two of the independent regiment's most "666" special forces fell into trouble and became prisoners of others.
This was the most embarrassing thing for Mo Mao Mao after he opened his eyes from dizziness and saw clearly the situation in front of him.
He and a small group of nearly 50 Japanese invaders entangled in the mountains for nearly four hours, killing more than half of them, and finally forced the remaining Japanese soldiers to give up the pursuit and run away, but they fought back and killed the Japanese soldiers who were able to escape from the mountains.
The two super special forces soldiers who could count more than one palm were defeated.
It was not at the hands of the Japanese who hated them to the core, but at the hands of a group of Chinese, and judging from their shabby clothes, they were still a gang of beggars.
Mo Xiaomao suddenly remembered that after chasing the Japanese invaders, the two of them happened to pass by a wooden house that should have been built by hunters in the mountains. The cold northern night at the end of March was not only cold but also heavy with dew. After the two carefully inspected the surroundings of the wooden house
, ate dry food, rested for the night in that dry wooden house that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, and prepared to return to the team in the early morning.
You know, after you open your eyes, it will look like this.
Turning his eyes, he saw that Big Chen was there, sitting on the ground and leaning on a wooden post that was about half the height of a person. His whole body was tied up in a twist and he was sleeping soundly. Hey, this must be the legendary Mongolian sweat medicine!
More than ten meters away, a group of guys wearing tattered cotton-padded jackets with messy beards and hair were chatting and laughing loudly. It seemed that they were in a pretty happy mood.
Judging from their appearance alone, Mo Mao Mao’s first definition of these guys is the Beggar’s Gang. The characteristic of the Beggar’s Gang is naturally poverty, which fits perfectly with the group of beggars sitting at the northwest wind outlet who seem to be preparing to drink the northwest wind for lunch.
identity.
However, it seems that they want to eat meat today.
Looking at the steam rising from a large pot set up not far away, even a tough-minded Mo Mao Mao couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart. Could it be that the Chinese beggars who were so poor that they could only drink the northwest wind were planning to kill them?
Kill two and cook and eat them?
This was so terrifying. The seventeen-year-old boy couldn't help but think of the scene in Journey to the West that the regimental commander told during the training. As long as the monsters saw Tang Monk, their first thought was to wash him away.
It has to be steamed clean and eaten as steamed buns.
Damn it, the thought of being treated like pork and then being boiled in a pot, and then being hugged by those guys with big yellow teeth and chewing it happily, Mo Xiaomao couldn't help but feel chills standing on end.
For comparison, he would rather be blown away by a cannonball.
Mo Maomao, who lowered his eyes, was a little anxious inside, but he still maintained the calmness that a special forces soldier should have and quickly thought of ways to escape.
Although the poor members of the Beggar Clan are extremely poor, they are very careful in their actions. All the equipment on Mo Xiaomao, including the fine steel specially used by Dr. Grunov to make gun barrels, is tied to his calf.
A 13 cm long dagger was confiscated.
Fortunately, when Mo Mao Mao’s fingers touched the special iron button on the cuff of the camouflage uniform, he was convinced. He only needed to give him three minutes to hide the iron button under the camouflage fiber. The three circles are ultra-thin and 5mm wide.
A flat steel wire with serrations on one side was pulled out, and those who cooked the pot were the beggars who dared to eat people.
"Damn it, there are so many beggars." Big Chen yelled, completely shattering Mo Xiaomao's ambitions.
Resisting the intention of biting this pig teammate to death, Mo Maomao tried hard to raise his fingers and touch the iron button, making a final struggle not to become the delicacy in the beggars' pot.