The road in front of a hundred-foot dangerous cliff is cut off.
The divine work splits a thread of sky.
Cangyan and green cypresses face each other.
Hearing the sound, no one can be seen.
valley.
Sheer cliffs.
It gradually shrinks like a trumpet.
The entrance is getting narrower and narrower.
The roads are difficult to navigate and stretchers are almost impossible to pass.
After turning a few corners, the person in front disappeared.
The sun shines unnoticed, and the wind howls fiercely.
Hu Yi suddenly calmed down as he looked at the team of injured people who had completely disappeared from the mouth of the trumpet.
No matter how perfect the enemy's plan is, no matter how powerful the weapons and equipment are, it will be of no avail in the face of the uncanny craftsmanship of nature.
It is true that one man can stand a barrier, but ten thousand men cannot open it.
The roar of airplanes came again from the east, and Hu Yi looked calm.
The hyena-like ghost behind them still refused to give up.
Li Xiang, squatting among the rocks, said in a hoarse voice: "There are no more grenades..."
The voice of Luo Fugui, who was lying invisible on the stone next to him, came out faintly: "Grandma, if he dares to come over and kill me, I really think I am made of clay..."
The blocking team, which was full of wounded soldiers, finally had the courage to retreat two miles to enter the canyon, but the blocking bear happened to set up a position in the stone forest outside the canyon.
He couldn't swallow this breath.
Now he has no worries at all. He doesn't have to worry about escaping at all. This is his biggest reliance.
He was now more worried about the Japanese giving up the pursuit.
As for the lack of grenades that Li Xiang said, the grenades carried by the Japanese were probably all used up.
What I'm afraid of now is that the Japanese won't come.
The machine guns had long since stopped firing backwards.
"Grandma, use an old sleeve, don't hit it too accurately..."
We have a complete geographical advantage. Do you really think that the Japanese are a stupid roe deer?
A mile away, among the rocks and bushes, the pursuing Japanese figures swayed indistinctly. They knew that the front was completely unfavorable for an attack, but they persisted in holding on.
More ruthless than a crazy dog, completely insane!
I have to admire the little devil's "spirit of sacrifice" that is not afraid of death...
"Wang Xiaosan, hurry up and get something hot to eat..."
"The battalion commander asked you to retreat to the front line and take a rest. I will take command here now."
"You? You're a stinky cook, you want to take advantage of me?"
"You think I want to come?"
"How is the condition of this company commander's wounded?"
"Not so good, another one died..."
"Four machine guns, four magazines, the submachine gun is out of bullets... Use the old sleeve to fight the Japanese, otherwise the little Japanese will probably run away..."
"From such a distance, it doesn't matter whether the submachine gun has bullets or not..."
"If the little devil doesn't come up, I'll just stare at you anyway. I'll go back and take a nap first..." The sniper bear crawled out from the gap between the sleeping stones.
Luo Fugui said in a hoarse voice: "Li Xiang, you are still playing nonsense, hurry up and let Wang Xiaosan have a good time..."
The mountain wind blew, the dark clouds in the sky were blown to the zenith, and a shadow appeared at the mouth of the trumpet.
In the desolate sky, the soldiers who came to change defenses jumped into the rocks and disappeared without a trace.
Through Wang Xiaosan's telescope, he could see that the Japanese did not take the path among the rocks, but instead approached the trumpet in the bushes among the rocks.
A soldier who was scattered next to Wang Xiaosan did not hold his breath and fired a shot at a helmet three hundred meters away. The bullet hit the stone and splashed a cloud of moss.
The steel helmet disappeared suddenly, and after a while, the steel helmet appeared again.
Wang Xiaosan was annoyed: "Don't shoot, there's no head under that helmet..."
The Japs, who always boasted of being invincible, were so angry that they could only stare at the dark cloud hanging in the northern sky and gasp for air.
"Second Lieutenant, this is not the way to fight. Although there are not many people on Tubal Road, they completely occupy the geographical advantage and will not show up at all..." The sergeant who used a bayonet to lift the helmet up and back down from behind the stone suggested weakly.
The second lieutenant hid in the bushes between two rocks and kept observing with his telescope, without putting the telescope or talking.
Another sergeant sat down next to the second lieutenant and leaned on a stone: "There are two Czechs and two Type 99 light machine guns on Tubal Road. They fired smoke bombs from their grenades and then didn't fire. I see. Most likely there are no grenades..."
Prepare a medicine bowl immediately. If there are no grenades, you will have to kill them with a grenade...
"Grenade grenades... don't have enough range."
"If the range is not enough, then rush forward. Do you want me to teach you this?"
"We have already tried it. The Tubal machine gun fired a burst and then changed its position. We couldn't find the target at all."
"Don't you know the default goal?"
The sergeant was speechless, turned around and crawled away silently.
At present, the firepower of both sides is about the same, and the imperial army has the advantage in numbers.
Of course, those villagers carrying stretchers in the middle of Tubal Road are not counted.
Tubalu, as the defensive side, took advantage of the situation every time.
The combat effectiveness was definitely dominated by the invincible imperial army. There was almost no need to consider the shooting level of Tubal Road. They were completely relying on the machine gun terrain to fight blindly.
The sergeant followed the chase all night, and felt a little tired. He had raided countless times, and he had never been so powerless against the enemy as he was now.
Not only can Tubalu run, he is also very good at taking advantage of the terrain. Fortunately, Tubalu should have used up all the explosives in his hands, otherwise he would have to guard against being bombed every step of pursuit.
The imperial army has never been so frustrated. Every time they attack, they have to send a thunder warrior.
It seems that the next raid will have to be led by the Imperial Alliance Army...
This guy is good at summarizing.
Bracing against the sun and facing the mountain wind, we crawled through bushes and around thorn bushes.
Relying on the invincible heart of glory of the imperial army and the support of a certain swordsman who never admits defeat, the Japanese began another round of attack.
Just after walking twenty or thirty meters north at all costs, a small, slightly flat, open area appeared in the jungle.
Two black shadows as big as arms suddenly appeared from behind the rocks in the north.
Before he could turn the muzzle of the rifle, two dirty faces wearing imperial army standard steel helmets emerged from behind the two black figures.
Da da da...
The muzzle of the gun flashed with fire, and the ballistic trajectory tore left and right.
The invincible imperial army had to be beaten to the ground in frustration.
Two screams sounded among the rocks.
Fighting back...the sergeant is not a good person either.
After finding cover, the elite infantrymen shot their heads one after another. Unfortunately, where were the machine guns?
"bomb..."
A dozen grenades flew to the machine gun position just now.
After the explosion, the sergeant was in a panic. He didn't scream in agony, and he didn't see his uniform being blown up or flying.
The smell of blood does exist...
The two men next to them had their heads smashed into watermelons, and the three injured men were leaning against rocks and wrapping bandages on themselves.
Two dead and three injured!
The Japanese second lieutenant who was watching from behind felt his heart sink.
It doesn't matter if the offense is bad.
But I saw a dozen Tubal Roads appearing in the distance and slowly disappearing into the trumpet opening from the middle of the mountain...
Li always thought that there were only a dozen or so left in Tubalu.
As for the wave of attacks just now, Tubal Road's machine gun fire was still there.
It can only explain one problem, Tubal Road has changed its defense!
There are more than a dozen eight-way players who can still fight!
The Eighth Route Army is deliberately showing weakness!
The second lieutenant finally understood something: the Tubal Special Agent Group is a team... not a person!
Even if the main force flees south, even if only one person is left behind, they can effectively organize an eight-pronged defensive counterattack!
The second lieutenant knows very well what it means to be an excellent commander.
It seems that the rumors are true.
To deal with the Tubal Special Agent Group, only the elite among the elite of the advance team take action.
And as an elite, there is a certain gap between me and the elite among the elites!
No matter how stupid you are, you understand a truth at this time. You should be led by Tubalu along the way!
No need to think about it, Tubalu is deliberately running away with two shuttles. He must be planning to lead himself into the crack in the mountain, and then concentrate his firepower...
Suddenly another thing occurred to me, Lieutenant Jade Broken...the squadron flag seemed to be missing!
In an instant, he gritted his teeth, his heart trembled, and his scalp became numb.
Without hesitation, he gave the order to the sergeant waiting beside him to stop advancing: "Retreat..."
No matter what, you must leave here immediately and stay away from these Tubal elites!
Although the invincible imperial army has a tenacious will, they will not continue to fill in knowing that they will die in vain.
When the imperial army mobilizes large forces, even if they are organized into death squads, these cowards who only know how to block and dare not engage in positional warfare must be completely eliminated!
The Japanese second lieutenant roared ferociously: "Everyone retreat..."
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