Chapter 95 Return

Style: Historical Author: Swallow Sparrow MKIIWords: 2218Update Time: 24/02/20 15:00:57
The mountain wind at night was extremely cold, like sandpaper blowing against the face, rubbing against the face. Several special operations team members who had donated their clothes were shivering from the cold, and the sound of teeth clashing could be heard from time to time.

But they were still holding on to their positions, on guard against the sudden appearance of the Eighth Route Army. Even on the outside, Yoshino had set up secret sentries, and the entire camp was shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

Dazuo was beaten up by the Eighth Route Army, which made Yoshino blame himself very much, so he also dragged his injured thigh and went around to check for deficiencies.

Although I don't know why Xu San suddenly shaved his head, in the eyes of several Japanese soldiers, this bald head was quite festive, bringing a bit of humor to the originally tense atmosphere.

The depressed mood has also been somewhat relieved.

The cool breeze hit him, and Yamamoto's body twitched, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Yamamoto woke up.

But at this time, his brain was still in chaos, like a cotton bag. Then, there was a sharp pain in his chest, making the corners of his eyes twitch.

Was I shot?

This was Yamamoto's first thought after regaining consciousness.

My memory gradually recovered, but there was still some ambiguity. This was a sequelae of anesthesia. To put it bluntly, it was almost like drinking too much.

I tried to lift my arms, but felt unable to do so.

"Dazuo, what is this?" Yamamoto rolled his eyes and saw a bald head, holding out two fingers.

"Two." Yamamoto said weakly.

"Dazuo, please follow my finger without turning your neck." The bald head continued, and then slowly moved his finger.

Yamamoto's eyes began to move slowly along with his fingers, and at the same time he also saw clearly the bald face in front of him.

Who is this bald man?

Yamamoto, who was not yet fully awake, tried hard to find the answer in his brain. After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find who this person was, but he always felt that this person was very familiar and he should know him.

Yamamoto had no expression on his face, and after thinking hard for a moment, he realized that the bald head in front of him was Xu San.

Just why he shaved his head.

His head hurts. Whenever Yamamoto thinks hard, his head hurts.

"You are...Xu San!"

"That's right, Da Zuo, it's the little one! I'm so happy that you're safe and sound. Do you still remember how you were injured?"

"Remember, it was the Eighth Route Army's cold shot." Yamamoto's eyes flashed and he answered slowly.

Then the bald Xu San handed the flashlight to Akagi: "Okay, Akagi-kun, I'll leave the rest to you."

Xu San checked Yamamoto, partly for fun. It was done this way in TV dramas before, so he wanted to try it too.

The reason is that Yamamoto Daizao is with him in the end, and he can see himself as soon as he opens his eyes, which will give him a sense of security, stabilize his mentality, and facilitate postoperative recovery.

In fact, what he really thought was, would Yamamoto wake up like a chicken that had just broken out of its shell and recognize the first person he saw as his daddy?

Of course, this is just a random thought. When a person just wakes up, especially after anesthesia, there will be a period of chaos. At this time, the person's consciousness is not yet clear, and he will unnaturally say some things that happened before he fainted.

Xu San deliberately stayed by his side to prevent him from revealing anything.

Seeing that Yamamoto's consciousness had almost recovered, Xu San stopped joining in the fun. After all, he was considered an outlier here and would cause trouble if he did too much.

After Yoshino discovered that Yamamoto was awake, he quietly came over.

Putting away the stethoscope, Akagi said: "It's nothing. As I said, move as soon as possible, but Dazuo's consciousness is not clear yet." As he said that, Akagi turned his attention to Yoshino.

Yoshino did not answer, but turned his attention to Yamamoto.

Yamamoto licked his lips, "Water!"

Yoshino quickly took out the kettle, but was stopped by Akagi, "Dazuo can't drink water now."

"Gather the team, let's go back. This is already our territory. You should be able to see the highway four or five kilometers north." Yamamoto's voice was not loud, and his speech was even a little unclear, but his thinking was still clear.

He had to go back as soon as possible, because he would know the battle report of Duck Docks when he got back, and he could only continue with the subsequent plans after getting the battle report.

After listening to Xu San's instigation, Yamamoto had completely changed his mentality from a pure imperial soldier to an ideal imperial soldier.

Although he has changed, it still cannot change his unscrupulous character of not achieving his goals.

Faintly, there is an intensifying trend.

"Hi!" Yoshino agreed, and then went down to gather the team.

Yamamoto was carried by two medical soldiers on a simple stretcher and quickly left the forest.

When Xu San looked at Yamamoto now, he really remembered those words: go out standing and come back lying down.

This is good. Although Yamamoto's injuries are not fatal, they are enough to keep him calm for a while.

Moreover, it is estimated that he can win Shinozuka's sympathy and gain some benefits.

However, this benefit should not be shared by myself.

Four or five kilometers is not a long way, but it is not an easy walk for a team carrying a seriously injured ship.

More than an hour later, at about two o'clock in the morning, Yamamoto's special team finally arrived at the edge of the road.

Two special forces members responsible for exploring the path leaned out from the roadside, then looked left and right, and only made a gesture after confirming that there was no danger.

Afterwards, Yoshino and his team also slowly carried Yamamoto out.

After looking at the sky and identifying the direction, Yoshino made a gesture: "Over there!"

The Japs' turret strongholds are not densely established now, about one every three kilometers, so the team only needs to walk about two kilometers to encounter the stronghold.

Whether this stronghold belongs to the puppet army or the Japanese, it can be repaired.

After walking along the road for a while, the leading special forces member suddenly made a stop gesture, then put his ear to the ground and listened, and then made a concealed gesture.

However, it seemed to be too late, because even without bending down to listen, the sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance.

Yoshino quickly took out his binoculars and took a look, "Tuba Road! Kurosaki, hit the horse!"

Kurosaki didn't say anything. He lowered his waist and lowered his head. He came to the roadside, knelt down on one knee and raised his gun.

Xu San felt that he almost didn't have to aim, so he fired.

Boom!

The gunshot rang out, and a war horse about four to five hundred meters away fell to the ground.

But the sound of horse hoofbeats still kept coming, and Xu Sanzhi saw smoke and dust billowing in the distance, and he didn't know how many war horses were galloping towards him.

"Baga! Misbuki, Matsuno, cover, hit the horse first! Try to delay as much time as possible!" After saying that, Yoshino withdrew with the remaining special forces team members.

Xu San really admired Yoshino's determination. In terms of strength, he absolutely believed that these remaining special forces could definitely repel the opposing cavalry.

However, now the team has a burdensome Yamamoto, which will make this battle timid.

Therefore, he decisively cut off the tail and sacrificed two people in exchange for the safe retreat of the entire team.