Let's talk about the Fifty Division. After two days of pursuit and interception, nearly 50% of the Japanese troops who broke out eastward were wiped out on the road, and a large number of little Japanese were captured. The remaining broken troops were still hiding in the jungle, and their The planned retreat has now turned into a desperate journey.
Originally, Yamashita Fengwen wanted the men of the Fourth Division to go west to meet him, but he never thought that these guys could run so fast that they had no intention of covering their retreat.
They only had a symbolic battle with the 200 Division on the first day, and then nothing more happened. It was not until the officers and soldiers of the 200 Division who confronted them three days later that they discovered that these bastards had already run away, and there were only a few left on the position. There is nothing left in the next pile of mines.
I wasted a few days in vain and didn't say anything. The key is disgusting. The Gaoji people were so angry that they cursed on the spot and immediately led people to hunt him down.
The cautious and prudent Xing Fuquan stopped this idea. You must know that although the current Fourth Division is in retreat, their equipment and structure are still intact, the troops have basically no losses, and some soldiers from the Fifth Division have also joined. Their strength cannot be underestimated, and there is no telling how much damage they will cause if they bite back.
The top priority should be to turn the gun and work with the 50th Division to encircle the defeated Japanese army from Mandalay, so as to further expand the results and annihilate the enemy's effective strength.
So the two of them calculated it together, and Chief of Staff A Yi led some troops to stay in Taunggyi to defend the Fourth Division. The 200 Division mobile troops immediately set off west to join the large-scale encirclement and suppression.
In order to eat all the Japanese troops, Long Wenwen specially led the team himself and followed Mi Long's third main group.
Now, the two divisions were pursued and intercepted by more than 30,000 people, which made the Japanese army in Mandalay even worse. The two sides staged a drama of you chasing me in the western jungle of Zen State, and more and more little devils were annihilated or captured.
Most of the little devils were desperate. Unfamiliar with the terrain, they were divided and surrounded by soldiers. They could only be broken into small groups and survive in the woods.
However, these little devils were also determined to be evil. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, they each found a good place to ambush in the dense forests, covered with weeds and leaves, as if they were integrated with the jungle. Then start to sit back and wait, shooting whenever you see someone passing by, and then you will be covered by more intensive gunfire from the opponent and turn into a mess.
It was really disgusting to risk one's life like this. It made the vanguard of the search force frightened. They didn't dare to advance too much, for fear that if they didn't do anything right, they would be shot in the head by a cold gun from nowhere.
"Where's Gaha? You little bastard, hurry up and get up, or I'll have to squat for you to drink soup."
"whimper..."
Dogroux was lying on the ground with his ears drooped, his scarlet tongue stretched out, he was panting heavily and refused to get up despite being pulled hard by the dragon.
"Damn it, do you really treat me like a dog? It's much more useful than you!" Long Wenwen cursed and walked over, kicking away the mysterious dragon squatting on the ground.
"Really, Black Panther? Come and have some food and rest, and then work hard for me later.
The guy turned around and his expression changed. He smiled and touched the dog's big head as if he were looking at his own son. He also took out a piece of beef jerky from his pocket and fed it to it.
Milong muttered and got up, rubbing his butt with a look of resentment on his face, but at this time he really did not dare to offend the dog, and even asked for help.
There are many soldiers in the team holding a big dog in their hands, and they are sitting quietly to rest. After all, they have been exhausted from the past two days.
As the saying goes, the devil is only as high as the road. The suicidal counter-ambush adopted by the Japanese army did cause many casualties, but Long Wenwen was not a vegetarian. This time he used another trump card, military dog search Team.
As early as when the 88th Army was reorganized some time ago, he began to build a search force to deal with the elusive Japanese soldiers in the jungle.
After all, the roads in the forest are flat and the trees are sparse, so there is no chance of being ambushed, and the armored troops are unable to exert their strength. As long as the little devils can't be defeated, they will kill the dogs and hide in the corners of various shrubs and pop up unexpectedly. In the early days, they had eaten enough. suffering.
So Long Wenwen collected a large number of hounds from the villages along the way and trained them in search, tracking, culling and other tasks according to standard military dog standards. His old friend "Dog Meat" was among them.
Regardless of the size of these dogs, some are fierce and scary, while others are petite and agile, but they are all top-notch tracking experts, making it impossible for the little devils hiding in the jungle to escape.
Long Wenwen decentralized the dog search team to each company and platoon to work with the search troops. As long as something was wrong, they would bark at the target from a distance. The soldiers did not care about anything and directly called machine guns and rockets at the suspicious ones. Use all-round fire coverage until the area is blown to pieces, then go over and collect the corpses.
Only the Americans and the cheating 88th Army can play like this. The other troops will cry when they see it. They don't take ammunition consumption seriously at all.
But this also minimizes the loss of troops, and can quickly find those hiding little Japs, which is extremely efficient.
They are all forced. You must know that it is easy to replenish personnel now. It is not difficult to recruit tens of thousands of new soldiers in the resettlement camp, but once they are assigned to various units, they cannot make a big splash. Soldiers are more expensive than gunmen, and there are more wolves and less meat. , that’s the way it is now.
"Woooo...
At this moment, Dogrou, who was lying on the ground, suddenly raised his head and growled in one direction, his sensitive nose beating rapidly, as if he was analyzing the sudden smell in the air.
"There's a situation!" Long Wenwen's eyes narrowed and he stared in the direction Gorou was looking.
The surrounding military dogs also stopped becoming restless. Seeing this, Milong quickly called his men to be vigilant.
'Black Panther?'
Long Wenwen asked in a low voice. Gorou immediately ran out as if he had a telepathic connection, and disappeared after a few jumps in the sparse bushes.
"Come on, keep up!'
Without any firmness, Long Wenwen immediately ordered the others to prepare their combat equipment. At the same time, he took the Lee Enfield behind him into his hand, pulled the bolt, loaded the gun, and rushed out with one step.
Mi Long was shocked, how could this guy look like a division commander? He was as reckless as a big-headed soldier. Helpless, he quickly called on the surrounding soldiers to follow him for protection. No matter what, he couldn't let the division commander take the lead.
The group of people moved forward very cautiously, and under the leadership of Dogrou and several military dogs, they quickly passed through the bushes and arrived at the left-hand slope of a small river valley.
The river is only five or six meters wide, and it doesn't look very deep. It feels like a person holding a gun can flow through it. There is a mountain with a steep slope on both sides, and Long Wenwen and the others are on one side of it.
Looking around, the trees and weeds here are overgrown, and the river water laps at the rocks on the river surface, but there is not a single person at all.
Long Wenwen squinted his eyes and stared at the opposite bank. The dense forest was lush and green, but eerily quiet. His intuition told him that there must be something like this in front of him.
After arriving here, it was obvious that something was wrong with several military dogs. They were whimpering and restless, and kept trying to move forward while holding on to the ropes. The soldiers could only try their best to comfort them and lower their voices.
After a while, Dogrou, who had gone and returned, emerged from a bush and came up to Long Wenwen. He groaned and didn't know what he was saying.
"Dead, dead, what is your son talking about?" Mi Long smiled evilly and ran over to ask.
Long Wenwen ignored him, turned around and called a communications soldier, and whispered: "Contact the troops with the same name immediately and ask them to converge here.'
"yes."
"Huh? What the hell? Isn't our company enough to fight?'
Mi Long was a little puzzled. Now the Japanese have organized small groups to break out. Those who can't break out are staying in place to make the final resistance. However, they are all small in number. A search team of about a hundred or so people is enough. Find and destroy these scattered devils.
"You know what the heck, there must be a big fish on the other side. Tell your people to be quiet and to ambush them all. Even if you poop, you have to poop in my crotch!"
After saying this, Long Wenzhang ignored him and continued to observe the situation on the other side.
The western jungle of Zen State is a typical tropical rainforest. The vegetation here is sparse and vines grow across the area. The tree crown blocks the sky and the sun cannot be seen at a glance. Even if the slope on the other side is not large, it is impossible to see hundreds of people hiding in it.
Staying in this hot forest is not so pleasant. The hot and dry environment is very pleasant. The soldiers can only endure the bites of poisonous insects and flying mosquitoes and lie down and wait.
Fortunately, all this was not in vain. Half an hour later, there was finally movement in the bushes on the opposite bank. Four or five Japanese soldiers appeared in everyone's field of vision, walking up the slope towards the river.
These Japs held their guns and walked a few steps before turning around and looking left and right. The cautious look on their faces showed that they were scared to death, for fear that someone might be ambushing them in the distance.
After looking around and finding no one there, the Japanese soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. When they arrived at the river, they untied a large series of water bottles on their backs and finished filling them with water.
"Sure enough, it's a show, it's dead, it's dead, what should I say?'
Mi Long stared at the Japanese soldiers intently, and touched Long Wenwen beside him with his elbow. After all, the latter was the biggest here, and it was not easy for him to command beyond his level.
Those Japanese soldiers brought so many water bottles, and anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that there must be a large force hiding somewhere behind them.
"Zhang Liu, can you use that new gun to send these guys off without making any noise?" Long Wenwen raised his brows and asked in a low voice.
Zhang Liu frowned and didn't say much. He visually checked the distance. Fortunately, it was only more than a hundred meters. There were five Japs, two of them were fetching water, and the remaining three were on guard with guns. They were not far away from each other, and their movements were numb. Slippage shouldn't be a problem.
So he found Yangdanzi, gave some instructions, and got a strange-looking bolt-action carbine from the latter.
This gun has a short and thick body, and the barrel is wrapped with a thick layer of iron. It looks like a cylindrical barrel, and there is an M1911 magazine installed under the bolt, which looks a bit nondescript.
This was the Delisle silenced carbine, one of the main standard small arms of the British Army during World War II. It was also a new weapon that Liao Mingyu redeemed from the system some time ago.
The biggest feature of this gun is that it adopts an integrated silencer design, which is equivalent to the entire barrel in front of the gun being a silencer. It fires 0.45-inch ACP subsonic bullets and has a very good micro-sound effect. It's even been called one of the quietest expressions ever.
Although it uses pistol bullets, its range of more than 200 meters also gives it a great advantage in medium and long distances. Generally, it is definitely a very good assassination weapon in front of excellent snipers.
Zhang Liu and Yang Danzi quickly found a sniper point, set up their guns, and adjusted their postures with bated breath.
"The five Japanese soldiers will deal with the three sentries first, and then each will rely on his own abilities." Zhang Liu said coldly, while pulling the bolt with his right hand and loading the gun.
Yang Danzi nodded with a smile. It seemed that the master wanted to test his skills. He took a deep breath and pressed his cheek against the butt of the gun. The little Japanese in the distance had already appeared in the scope.
Since the Delisle rifle is based on the Lee-Enfield No. 4 sniper rifle, most parts of the two weapons are interchangeable. The same rear-end locking bolt has a short stroke and can also perform shooting that is comparable to that of a semi-automatic rifle. Speed, and can also be equipped with No. 4 Lao Li's 3x scope.
The Japanese soldiers by the river were still filling the pots with water, unaware that the name had arrived...
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