War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 518: The King of Soldiers may also have a weak brain...

"Hurry up!"

"217 stewed all the leftover pig heads from the celebration banquet for us. Did we eat the meat for free?"

"Show me all the speed!"

"Remember, don't shoot if you can avoid shooting, and move stealthily if you can, hurry up!"

In the mountains and forests, a troop quickly passed through at an incredibly fast speed, as if the undulating mountains had turned into flat land under their feet.

The soldiers carried their guns and took small steps forward along the ridge, creating a low trail of dust with their feet in the darkness.

"Captain!"

Not far ahead, a soldier was running back against the team, with the bright moon hanging in the sky behind him.

"We've arrived!"

"According to the map 217 gave us, the blockade line of the Japanese is ahead of here. The people from 217 said that a small group of Japanese soldiers were stationed here before, and they scattered into Erdaoliang."

Han Xianchu glared at him: "217! 217!"

"Are those two holes on your nose for breathing?"

"Isn't there any scout in 688?"

Han Xianchu turned around and grabbed a company commander who was about to rush over: "Old Zhao!"

The company commander was about 40 years old, but still full of energy. He climbed the mountain at a speed that even young people could not catch up with: "Here!" He answered in a dull voice. Under the moonlight, his face was covered with pimples, which were obviously the result of long-term exposure to the sun.

"Take your reconnaissance company and sneak up on them. If you are sure there is only one small group of Japs, kill them for me!"

"I have only two requests. First, we must not alarm the Japanese at Tiejialing. Second, we must not delay the march. Do you understand?"

"Okay!"

The company commander spoke very concisely. After he finished speaking, he waved his hand behind him and led a company of soldiers to run on the ridge. The process of changing from small steps to big strides was very smooth, and he rushed out without caring about the danger at all.

Han Xianchu smiled as he looked at this powerful general under his command. It was this old Zhao who was the leader in the capture of Luding Bridge back then!
"Hurry! Get through the enemy's blockade as soon as possible!"

As Han Xianchu spoke, soldiers from a regiment joined in, and the breath from their mouths rose up along the marching route.

In September, the weather in the mountains had begun to get colder, coupled with the inexplicable snowfall a few days ago. The temperature dropped sharply in the second half of the night, making the soldiers feel a faint breath around their mouths. There was definitely no such weather in the city, but could they resist the Japanese there?

Erdaoliang.

A Japanese soldier was standing guard on the edge of a cliff. There was a bonfire behind him and several Japanese soldiers were warming themselves beside the bonfire. They didn't consider whether the fire would set the forest on fire. It was not their country anyway. They only cared about keeping themselves warm.

"Oda, have you heard? The Fifth Division was defeated."

"I heard that the impact seemed quite significant. Even the supplies prepared for them by the rear were lost. The entire 21st Brigade was wiped out..."

"I heard that Xu Chaoyang did it!"

"Who?"

"Xu Chaoyang!"

"The Xu Chaoyang who made the Sixth and Eighth Divisions hate him so much and led the warlord troops to destroy an entire brigade?"

"Yes, a demon who kills people without mercy." "Why can't anyone cure him?"

"How to treat him? Xu Chaoyang seems to know our tactics very well, but his information clearly does not show any experience in Japan. The only possibility is that he was born in the Northeast Army and was very close to the "Japan-based faction" in the Northeast Army, so he heard a lot about us..."

As they were talking, a Japanese soldier stood up, unbuttoned his pants and walked towards the woods.

"Xiao Ze, be careful that Xu Chaoyang will come out of the woods and take the thing out of your crotch. I heard that he is a pervert and he dug out the eyeballs of Tashiro Kan'ichiro..."

"How come this guy is even more ruthless than the troops from Ice City?"

puff!
When the Japanese soldier lowered his head to look at his three-inch long thing peeing out, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind the tree. When he saw the hand, he felt a stabbing pain in his chest.

The pain is extremely special. It hurts so much that you can't even open your mouth. You can only straighten your body and endure it, which eventually leads to the loss of your life!
Beside the campfire, the Japs were still chatting, and it was obvious that this matter was no longer a secret among them.

"I've also heard about the Ice City troops, but they don't seem to be combat troops."

"Although they are not combat troops, they can provide a lot of help to combat troops. The poison gas bombs were developed by them, and the white phosphorus bombs are imitations of the incendiary bombs used by Xu Chaoyang. They will be put into use soon."

"On the Shanxi battlefield?"

"Ozawa? Are you okay?"

"Ozawa??"

Several Japanese soldiers looked in the direction of Ozawa at the same time, but when a few of them looked towards the forest, the atmosphere suddenly became very tense!

Obviously, Xiaoze was still standing by the tree, and there was still liquid dripping in front of him, but he didn't answer anything, which attracted everyone's attention...

Just as the team turned their heads to look at the forest, on the other side of the cliff, a platoon of soldiers holding guns had already approached the group of people more than ten meters away. Everyone was even carefully controlling the sound of their feet stepping on the sand!
"rush!"

After a low command was given, the dozen people strode forward. The Japanese heard the footsteps and turned around. Just as he was about to stand up to respond, Old Zhao rushed in front of him and lifted him off the ground with a Type 38 rifle.

He was really fierce and fast. The tip of the knife pierced into the soldier's belly and pushed his feet off the ground. He pushed the soldier forward two or three meters before he pulled the gun back. The corpse fell directly to the ground due to inertia!
Wait until Lao Zhao turns back...

"Enemy attack..."

There was only one Japanese soldier by the campfire, spitting blood and able to warn in a very low voice, but that Japanese soldier had been pinned to the ground with a bayonet by the brothers of the reconnaissance company. The rest were all dealt with neatly by the reconnaissance company!
The Japanese soldiers standing guard on the edge of the cliff were unable to move due to the pressure from the guns, and they just watched their companions die by the bayonets!

"Take out all the bullets from the guns. Our regiment is short of ammunition... First Platoon, send someone back to report that the reconnaissance company is guaranteed to complete the mission!"

"Everyone else, follow me to the next garrison point of the Erdaoliang devils!"

The scouts of that era all had their skills trained through blood and fire. In today's terms, they were all top soldiers. Without some skills, you couldn't get in. These were the ones who rushed into the enemy's camp and caught the tongue on the battlefield...

"Captain, do I still need to hold this devil?"

In the direction of Ozawa, a scout was holding up the Japanese soldier with both hands until he could hardly hold him up anymore. He then asked...

Uh... Soldier King... maybe there are one or two people whose brains are not very good... maybe...

"Let go, the battle is over!"

"Add some wood to the bonfire, and try not to let it go out!"

"Deal with that prisoner. We have a mission right now and don't have time to take care of prisoners!"

　I will still post it in the evening tomorrow. I’m on my way. Sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)