The expeditionary force began to dominate Southeast Asia by recruiting defeated soldiers

Late at night, the Japanese army, whose attack failed, had to find a small open area in the rainforest east of the airport to set up camp.

During the bright bonfire festival, Major Acorus Xin was flipping through a military map anxiously, and the dancing flames made his dark face appear half black and half white.

"The enemy troops guarding the airport have new heavy tanks that we have never seen before and twin-mounted rocket launchers that can cover a large area of ​​open space with a single shot. This is definitely not an ordinary enemy. Lord Ayame, please wait for the arrival of other squadrons of our brigade before attacking." Captain Yuta Omori, the squadron leader of the Omori Squadron, bowed his head and spoke to his superior.

"Yoshi, you're right. They are just a group of expeditionary forces and John people who are like stray dogs. The daytime firepower reconnaissance has already discovered the enemy's deployment. As long as the other two squadrons arrive, we can launch a thundering attack and wipe out all the enemies." Changpu Xin shamelessly called the daytime attack a firepower reconnaissance.

During the daytime attack, the ferocious Changpu Xin, knowing that in previous battles a single squad of 54 Japanese soldiers could chase down expeditionary forces several times their size, didn't conduct any reconnaissance of the airfield. Instead, he split his forces into three groups and pressed forward with his entire army. As a result, the main attack route in the south was bombarded by Zhangchi's rocket artillery, and the flanking attack in the east was repelled by Sherman tanks. He had already lost three squads in the entire battle.

More than 150 Japanese soldiers suffered irreversible losses and 4 tanks were destroyed. At this moment, there were only less than 200 intact Japanese soldiers left around him, and Changpu Xin could only satisfy his anger with his mouth. His troops had actually lost their ability to attack.

However, Changpu Xin was still full of confidence. He still had two squadrons of troops on the way, and the brigade headquarters was also mobilizing more reinforcements. How many times could a few hundred defeated soldiers at the airport without logistical supplies withstand the attacks of the Locust Country?

"Hey, Captain, please rest early." Yuta Omori bowed and stepped back.

The Japanese soldiers suffered a defeat and their morale was somewhat low, especially a group of veterans led by Second Lieutenant Kido who had managed to escape from the rocket bombardment today. They all became war-weary, and the horrible scenes like the Avici Hell kept replaying in their minds.

The Japanese soldiers sprinkled some compound insect repellent powder on the ground and then closed their eyes and fell asleep under the orders of the sergeant and other grassroots officers.

Lieutenant Kido tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Ever since the Locust Country launched its southward campaign, it had conquered Hong Kong, Malaysia, and Singapore in one battle, and had gained control of the Indochina Peninsula without bloodshed. Victory followed victory after victory, and it seemed that everything was moving in a good direction.

However, Lieutenant Kido felt that the "Empire on which the Sun Never Sets" that once dominated the world and the Bald Eagle Country across the sea would never be so weak. When they shifted their attention from Europe back to Asia, could the Locust Country really withstand the counterattack of these white powers?

Is today's defeat an ominous sign? Will the battle westward toward Sindhu go smoothly?

Lieutenant Kido stared with wide eyes at the darkness deep in the rainforest around him. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed, and he saw a steaming round object thrown in front of him.

"Grenade..."

"Boom! Boom!" Lieutenant Kido's unfinished words were drowned out by a series of deafening explosions.

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"Your Excellency, wake up, wake up." Company Commander Hao Yi woke up Zhang Chi who was sleeping under the Sherman.

"There's a fight in the rainforest. Should we go and help?" Hao Yi asked anxiously, pointing at the orange-yellow flashes of explosions that kept flashing in the rainforest in the distance.

"A fight has broken out?" Zhang Chi shuddered, all sleepiness gone. He immediately grabbed a nearby walkie-talkie and said, "Nest calling the White-faced Owl Squad. What's going on in the rainforest? Why did a fight suddenly break out?"

"This is White-Faced Owl No. 1. The Japs are camping in the Jia-Zi-1 area, and a group of people are surrounding them from behind. It's too dark, and I can't see what the attackers are wearing, but judging by their shouts, they should be our people. Should we help them?" Xiao Dongbei tied his body tightly to the tree with a piece of cloth, and watched as a group of black shadows below first threw a wave of grenades at close range, and then took advantage of the smoke from the explosion to rush into the Japs' camp with machetes and daggers, and engaged in a melee.

"This is the nest. I allow you to open fire as long as you can protect yourselves. The main force will immediately set off into the rainforest." Zhang Chi put down the walkie-talkie and immediately asked Hao Yi to assemble the troops to prepare to assist the friendly forces.

Not long after, the Sherman tank with its running lights on drove out of the airport first, followed by more than 100 fully armed soldiers from the independent battalion. In the camp, under the admiring eyes of John's soldiers, they plunged into the rain forest.

"What a brave group of people they are! They dare to enter the rainforest at night." Sergeant Dawson sighed. Soldiers John and his men have been driven insane by the trees in the rainforest that can speak Japanese. They dare not even step into the rainforest during the day, let alone at night.

The Sherman tank's engine roared, crushing all the trees blocking the road. Before long, the team arrived near the Japanese camp, and the sounds of gunfire and fighting became louder.

"Damn, these friendly forces are so fucking brave that they actually dare to attack the Japanese army at night. Everyone listen to my orders and kill the Japs!" Hao Yi shouted and rushed forward with a submachine gun.

"Kill them! We are all capable men in the second company, and none of us are cowards." The second company commander Qi Quan was not willing to be outdone, and led his men to rush forward.

In the dark night, the two sides engaged in hand-to-hand combat, and a fierce melee broke out in which you were in me and I was in you.

Shouts of curses in dialect such as "Fuck your grandma", "Fuck your ancestors", "Fuck off" and so on suddenly rang out.

In the rainforest at midnight, even the cool moonlight was blocked by the ancient trees that blocked out the sun. The few bonfires on the ground could only illuminate a small area around them. Under the dim visual conditions, the soldiers formed small formations in twos and threes to fight, and both sides relied entirely on language to distinguish between friend and foe.

A Japanese soldier had just cursed "Baga" when a black shadow not far away pulled the trigger at him. After a short burst of "tatata" shots, four or five bloody holes appeared on the Japanese soldier's body and he fell limply.

A man from Guangdong Province had just raised his sword and was about to chop it down when the black shadow in front of him suddenly cursed "Fuck you". The man from Guangdong Province immediately put away his sword, replied "Die!" and turned around to find trouble with another Japanese soldier by the campfire.

Both the enemy and our side were blood-thirsty in the dark night. Major Ayame suddenly found that in such darkness, he had no way of gathering his troops.