Devil's Army

The convoy successfully returned to the anti-tank cone fortifications of the Oroqen tribe. Fox Wolf told Wen Wolf that there were five or six hundred Japanese and puppet troops guarding the outer edge of the forest, and it was impossible to pass now.

Wen Lang asked the troops and Captain Zhang to get off the bus and go to the nearby village to wait until dark before waiting for an opportunity to return to the Oroqen tribe.

Mao Lang led his men to drive the four cars back to the cave and hide them.

"Minister Chen, how many of us are there in the Oroqen tribe now?" Company Captain Zhang asked Wenlang.

"There are about three thousand people."

"Then it won't be difficult for us to attack them from both sides and wipe out these five or six hundred devils and puppet troops."

"Now the devils think we have all been wiped out. We can take this opportunity to consolidate and develop our base, so it is not convenient for us to have a direct conflict with the devils at the moment."

"Oh," Captain Zhang nodded with understanding.

It was past six in the evening, and the Japanese and puppet troops outside the forest were patrolling back and forth with bonfires. It was definitely not possible to force our way in.

Wen Lang called Mao Lang and asked him to take a small team and sneak through the jungle to the right of the anti-tank cone to the path. Attack the Japanese there and draw them away. Then find a way to get rid of the Japanese and join Wang Zhuangfei's Fourth Battalion.

"Brother Wenlang, you are very good at framing Brother Huilang."

"Go quickly and get more grenades." Wenlang patted Maolang's helmet and said with a smile.

Mao Lang led a small team of more than 40 people, took away all the grenades of the entire squadron, and left from the right side of the anti-tank cone fortification.

More than an hour later, fierce gunfire and grenade explosions were heard on the path outside the forest.

The Japanese and puppet troops outside the forest all surrounded the path where the gunshots came from.

Wen Lang led the second and third teams and Captain Zhang's men and quickly slipped into the forest from the side of the forest's outer perimeter and reached the Oroqen tribe.

The path was too narrow, and the Japanese soldiers could not move out even with their large numbers. For a while, they could not do anything to Mao Lang's small group.

The three squads of Mao Lang's team took turns to cover their retreat.

The Japs rarely know the whereabouts of the devil's troops, and destroying them is a great achievement. So they kept biting Mao Lang's team tightly. Mao Lang couldn't get rid of it for a while.

At this time, gunshots were heard behind Maolang.

It turned out that Colonel Fujita of Hejiazhai heard that a small group of devil troops had been pursued, and immediately ordered Lieutenant Colonel Jili to lead a squadron of imperial troops from Hejiazhai to encircle the small group.

Mao Lang had no choice but to order the first squad to resist the Japanese invaders coming from the Oroqen tribe, and the second squad to resist the Japanese invaders coming from Hejiazhao Village. The third squad would act as firefighters, filling in the gaps when the casualties were heavy and the firepower was weak.

But the number of people was too great compared to the Japanese, and the defense line was constantly being squeezed.

Mao Lang encountered the most severe moment since he crossed over. He was in a desperate situation. He planned to split up a team to break out in both directions. As for whether he could break out, that was up to fate.

"Captain, you retreat from both sides, and our first team will provide cover and hold back the Japanese." said Yang Congwu, the captain of the first team.

"It's useless. A dozen people in your squad can't stop the Japanese charge from both sides." Mao Lang shook his head and said.

"Everyone get ready, one, two." Before Mao Lang shouted three, a burst of gunfire came from behind the Japanese soldiers coming from Hejiazhao Village.

Mao Lang was overjoyed and ordered the first squad to provide cover and then follow up. The others threw grenades at the devils coming from Hejiazhao Village.

The Japanese soldiers coming from Hejiazhao Village were torn open. Mao Lang led his team into the gap and kept throwing grenades at the Japanese soldiers on both sides to expand the gap.

Finally they rushed out. Mao Lang saw the four teams that came to meet them.

It turned out that Wang Zhuangfei's squadron had been keeping an eye on the movements of the Japanese in Hejiazhao Village. Lieutenant Ji Li led the Japanese in the squadron and set off in a hurry, but was immediately captured by Feilong. Wang Zhuangfei analyzed that the Japanese would definitely take action, so he followed from a distance. Who knew that he accidentally saved Mao Lang's team.

Although Mao Lang's team rushed out, they were still tightly held by the devils. If Wang Zhuangfei couldn't get rid of the devils, he would not be able to lead the troops back to the Xinjuku camp.

"Captain, you guys retreat first, and our team will cover you." Team leader Wang Wenliang said resolutely.

"Be careful," Wang Zhuangfei said reluctantly as he stared at Wang Wenliang who came out of the village with him.

"Captain Wang, you guys retreat first. I'll stay with them and cover their retreat." Mao Lang saw the reluctance in Wang Zhuangfei's eyes.

"No, you have to retreat with us!" Wang Zhuangfei said firmly.

"Captain Wang! With so many devils biting us, the rear guard squad is definitely going to die. I know a very secret place that is hard for the devils to find. Just take as many brothers with you as you can."

Seeing that Mao Lang cared so much about his brothers in the army, Wang Zhuangfei's eyes became moist. He shook Mao Lang's hand vigorously, said "Take care!" and turned around to retreat with the large army.

Mao Lang saw that the main force had gone far away, so he led the remaining less than 30 team members to retreat to the underground warehouse in turns.

The main force had already fled, so how could Lieutenant Colonel Jili let the remaining small team go? He didn't care how many casualties the troops suffered, and he wanted the troops to hold on to this devilish small team.

On the way of retreat, team members kept falling down.

When they reached the secret entrance of the underground warehouse, Mao Lang opened the door and ordered the team members to leave the grenades behind and quickly enter the underground warehouse. He and Wang Wenliang worked together from a distance and threw grenades at the devils chasing them.

A series of explosions sounded one after another, raising a cloud of dust.

As soon as the explosions stopped, the devils immediately chased after us through the dust. It was quiet all around, without a single figure from the devil's army.