When animals in the mountains travel through the mountains and wilderness, just like people, they will choose routes that are easy to walk, save effort, and even be safe.
Not to mention those who can fly.
Flat ridges and ravines with sparse shrubs are favorite routes for large animals.
Small animals generally do not run around, and most snakes and rats crawl and burrow.
Animals always like to walk along fixed routes. If they walk a lot, they will develop intermittent paths of varying widths in the forest, which are called animal trails.
Large and small animal paths are crisscrossed and intertwined, forming a wild animal road network.
The weight of large animals is large, and the animal trails are tightly trodden, making it difficult for grass to grow and making them easy to spot.
Small animals often live near water sources or caves.
Wild boars in the mountains don't like to walk on ridges, let alone ravines where large animals often go.
Because adult wild boars go crazy and are not afraid of even tigers and wolves. Tigers and wolves can't do anything to adult wild boars, but young pork is delicious...
Animals have their own ways to survive. Pigs are stupid and use stupid methods to carve out their own paths in the thorn forest near the mountain wall.
The sergeant commander is knowledgeable and knows everything about astronomy and geography... He once had hunting experience and organized many wilderness survival activities before joining the army.
He believed that even a hunter who had lived in the mountains for many years could not understand the mountains better than he did.
The Imperial elite cannot risk crossing minefields and waste grenades clearing the way.
The bushes in the valley are not wide, so walking through the thorn bushes is the best choice.
Half of the team's elite followed the sergeant and got into the hard, dense, coiled and tight bushes.
The ground is almost covered with black soil formed by the excrement left by wild boar for a long time.
So that the shrubs and vines above the head are denser than other places.
The wild boar was afraid of the loud noise, and the previous guns fired in unison.
The family of wild boars in the thorn bushes are hiding in the bushes in fear. They occasionally grunt a few times to express their anger, and they may go crazy at any time!
Adult wild boars with undeveloped brains have thick skin and thick flesh, and they run rampant in the mountains. Even tigers and wolves have to stay away from their existence.
Very angry at intruders in their territory.
Wen Wuquan and a militiaman walked in the front. The militiamen sprinkled something from the jars they carried with them from time to time, and a smell spread in the thorn forest.
Dirty Face asked: "What the hell are you doing?"
The militiaman replied in a low voice: "Poop like a dog..."
The Taoist man next to him immediately widened his eyes: "Are you collecting ghosts in broad daylight? Only dog blood will work..."
"You know what the heck, there's a wild boar ahead..." The militiaman wiped the drool.
"Don't move..." Dirty Face suddenly shouted, then he raised his ears and listened carefully: "If something happens..."
Wen Wuquan was stunned for a moment: "What...is there really a ghost?"
"Stop talking, there is a sound of metal hitting..."
"It's not...a devil, is it?"
The militiaman next to him shook his head: "How could the little devil know the Wild Boar Road? Did you hear it wrong?"
Ding...another soft sound came.
I heard it clearly now, so I quickly got down on the ground.
"Be careful, there are Japs!" Dirty Face's face darkened: "Prepare to shoot with submachine guns..."
After giving the order, Dirty Face secretly complained in his heart that the wild boar in the thorn forest had made the space tight.
He can’t even walk like a cat, he can only crawl!
When encountering Japanese soldiers, the two at the front could barely fire, while those at the back could only watch the backs of those in front.
If you bring a rifle, it will be difficult to turn the muzzle in the dense thorns!
Beasts have the instinct to sense danger!
The Thorn Cave on the east side smells of dog urine. That stuff is so disgusting... Not only does it make annoying noises, but it also chases after it for three days and three nights without giving up...
As for the two-legged beasts in the west... they are similar to mountain monkeys and are no match for adult wild boars...
So, the wild boar family living in groups, led by the first pig, six or seven adult boars...a large group of sows, large and small, a family of more than 20 to 30 and a half pigs spread their hooves and rushed west.
From time to time, he grunts and screams to warn intruders to get out...
The sergeant commander never dreamed that he would encounter a wild boar as soon as he got into the bush and climbed not far.
On normal days, it is a good opportunity to hunt, big pigs smoked bacon, small pigs roast suckling pig...
How could an Imperial soldier be intimidated by a wild beast?
The sergeant commander immediately ordered: "Fix the bayonet and block the way for the wild boar to come..."
The Japanese elites following him were a little panicked... and quickly pulled off their bayonets and lined them up with the sergeant's bayonets!
Trying to stop the group of walking shadows...
A stench hit my face, and the midday sun filtered through the thorn bushes and formed circular spots on the ground.
The wild boar saw that the intruder showed no sign of leaving its territory and became angry...
Humming sounds come and go...
The pig finally accumulated enough strength, and its short legs like the Japanese began to exert force, and it rushed towards the bayonet without fear.
The sergeant commander was a little uneasy. He didn't intend to shoot in order not to expose the target. Therefore, the rifle in his hand did not pull the bolt and load the bullet at all.
The two bayonets can indeed block most of the thorn space. The bayonet stabs the wild boar's head accurately. However, the wild boar's momentum is extremely fierce, and the bayonet pierces the wild boar's head and presses the pig's skull.
The pig's head may seem big, but the pig's brain inside the thick skull is actually very small!
The butt of the gun was pressed against the ground, and the bayonet hanging from the muzzle of the gun was pierced into the wild boar's scalp. It was bent directly by the wild boar's head that shook violently after suffering pain.
With two knives stuck in its head, the wild boar was really crazy this time and charged directly at the two-legged beast blocking the way.
A rifle without a bayonet cannot withstand it at all...
The space was small, and the charging wild boar stepped on the head of the Japanese man lying on the ground, his back, buttocks, thighs, calves...
The body of the wild boar weighing more than 100 kilograms was almost pressed against the back of the Japanese body and rushed westward.
The two Japanese soldiers behind the sergeant commander had already set up their bayonets and plunged them into the pig's head again.
The howl of the killing pig echoed through the valley among the thorn bushes.
When wild boars go crazy, they are not even afraid of tigers. Their simple minds just want to push away the two-legged beast in front of them.
The strong body continued to squeeze forward, and the hind hooves stepping on the sergeant's back kept looking for a place to exert force, and finally stepped on the Japanese neck. This was a good point to exert force...
The sergeant commander only felt a strong force coming from him, click...
He became another elite who fell at the feet of the wild boar...
The bayonet was still pressed against the pig, and the large group of wild boars following behind were blocked from the way, and they were huddled together in a mess, grunting and screaming...
Bah...
The Japanese finally shot!
The commanders of both sides were killed almost simultaneously.
Gunshots were heard.
Wen Wuquan looked to the west: "We have to go back..."
The militiaman's face turned pale as he listened to the movement in front: "Yes, the wild boar is blocked in front, and it is very likely to come towards us..."
The group of people began to retreat slowly. The militiamen chopped and sharpened the branches nearby, and planted them densely on the ground to prevent wild boars from coming...
There seems to be a stalemate again.
The second lieutenant seemed unable to believe it when his subordinates came back in embarrassment to report the death of the sergeant commander.
The beast-walking outflank plan failed!
There is no point in attacking because until now, he doesn't know where the target is!
I keep thinking...the Eighth Route Army is playing with mines...what should I do?
It has been over fifteen hours since we lost contact with the squadron!
The bushes ahead are dozens of meters wide...
Do you want to attack by force?
The pursuing lieutenant said that a single blast of the Eighth Route Mine could kill or injure dozens of Imperial Army soldiers...
Or use grenades to clear the way!
Or use the life of a warrior to survive thunder...
Boars... damn boars... if only they could clear the way...
Thinking of this, the second lieutenant became excited.
How can the wild boars be driven out?
After thinking for a moment, he immediately came up with an idea: "Immediately calculate the location of the wild boar, seal off the westward animal path in the thorn forest, and blow up the wild boar for me with a grenade..."
Grenades can also be used as grenades, but they require propellant and are far less accurate than grenades.
As a result, a strange scene occurred. Several Japanese soldiers kept throwing grenades into the thorn forest...
The soldiers of the Ninth Battalion, who wanted to ambush them, waited for a long time but did not wait for the Japanese attack.
Why are the Japanese soldiers on the opposite side hiding in the bushes and not moving?
Neither attack nor retreat, there is only one possibility, waiting for reinforcements!
Hu Yi had no idea that the large landmines made by the Ninth Battalion on the mountain ridge using explosives obtained from friendly forces directly frightened the most elite elites of the Japanese.
At this time, more than twenty Japanese soldiers were standing in half a circle with their waists bent, preparing to drive the wild boars to the front of the formation to serve as thunder pioneers...
Indecisiveness, many times, is just because you consider too many details...and cannot make a decisive decision!
A second lieutenant is not a lieutenant.
If the lieutenant were here, he would definitely give the second lieutenant a few big blows.
If the Eighth Route Army really had so many grenades to use for mines and ambushes, and had arranged so many machine gun groups to block the attack, wouldn't he have been full to hold on?
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