The sky gradually darkened.

The Eighth Route Army ran away under his nose!

The Eighth Route Army on the ridge was killed in the fourth battle, the third in the west, and only two people were killed in the Eighth Route Highlands on the east.

After reaching the foot of the mountain, the Eighth Route Army quickly ran east.

Lieutenant Okawa looked at the security squadron in the valley, feeling a little dazed.

After pursuing for many consecutive days, losing troops and losing generals, he achieved such a victory?

The radio soldiers arrived in a hurry: "Report, the First Army Command urgently called..."

The assistant took the message and looked at it. He was stunned for two seconds. He quickly went to Lieutenant Okawa holding a telescope: "The first part is that the guards have wiped out the Eighth Route Army and are cleaning the battlefield... The second part is that the headquarters urgently ordered all departments to prepare for the north..."

Lieutenant Okawa was completely surprised to believe and took the message: "The guards completely wiped out the Eighth Route Army? Did the pilot misread the pilot?"

"I have just asked the Yamashita Guard Squadron through the flag language, and the results on the battlefield are true..."

Lieutenant Okawa looked at another telegram: "The headquarters will let us go north at this time?"

There was not much content in the telegram, and the assistant added: "The gang had already headed north at the beginning of the year, and should have participated in the attack on the Soviet Union to support the bearded friendly forces!"

Lieutenant Okawa began to think.

The elite squad that surrounded the south still had no news until there was any existing one, and the messengers who detoured to the southern guards did not return.

There is a vague feeling of badness.

To the south, the Imperial Army was attacking the last established national army north of the Yellow River in the Central Plains, and the war was coming to an end...

And that national army, Yizi Squadron, had more than half of the casualties in their hands...

In the valley.

The guards are playing flags and letting the elites on the ridge go down the mountain!

Dachuan thought for a long time: "Arranging a team to follow the guards to find the encirclement team, and the other warriors immediately led the fallen warriors down the mountain and cremated..."

...

A class that broke the blocking attack, sacrificed four people and received seven people back, which was a good result.

The advance team is on the ridge.

Currently, it is only about two miles away from the Japanese.

Ma Liang stood in the valley, and the old god was there.

"Are you really sure... the Japanese will go down the mountain in batches?" The roster leader couldn't help asking.

Ma Liang was not sure about this: "How could I know..."

After a while, more than a dozen Japanese men began to go down the mountain.

The row of long men widened their eyes and had to admire them: "Fuck, it's so amazing..."

Although Ma Liang was not calm, his basic judgment was: "The Japanese all like to send a squad as vanguards in march... They attacked the mountain ridge from the north, and there would definitely be casualties, and they would send people to collect the corpses, so they would naturally fall behind..."

"You mean, knock out their vanguards and run away?"

"Are you scared?"

"Tsk... will I be afraid of them?" A long row of blood poured on my head: "Uh... Then let's bury the mines and the others?"

"How can I not return so many Japanese grenades to them?"

The leader of the platoon was not very calm: "What do you mean is that if we platoon fight the Japanese and advance into the squadron?"

"A squadron, at most half a squadron..."

Half of the squadron is also the 100th. The Japanese can still attract planes at any time. The platoon leader widened his eyes: "Your Ninth Camp... are all crazy people..."

After saying that, he added: "But, I like it..."

Ma Liang was not polite either: "Then you can take the lead later..."

...

It is easy to go up the mountain, but it is difficult to go down the mountain.

Especially this kind of trail that is close to the cliff.

It is not easy to carry the Japanese corpse on the ridge to the valley. The rotten meat that fell off the cliff in the north must also be restrained...

The Japanese descending the mountain pulled a long team and walked on the Zigzag Mountain Road.

As the light in the valley dims.

The guards have begun to make fires.

The leading Japanese vanguard squad was careful and moved step by step.

I vaguely saw a squad of the guard team walking towards the foot of the mountain.

It seems to be to meet the elites coming down the mountain road.

The commander in the army was a little puzzled. Why are you carrying a machine gun when you come to pick him up?

The two sides are getting closer and closer.

The sergeant stood firm on the mountain road and waved his hand and said, "Hey, where is your lieutenant?"

The soldier walking in front below was hoarse: "He is pursuing the defeated soldiers of the Eighth Route Army..."

Although the sound coming from the mountain wind is not clear enough, the birds are still pure...

Gradually approaching the foot of the mountain, the mountain road is easier to walk...

The sergeant suddenly felt numb...

Because, he saw those compatriots lifting their guns.

Sudden... Sudden... Sudden...

Two continuous flames appeared on the light machine gun and began to shine on the spot, flashing through the night in an instant.

Boom...

The big dog stuck to a stone in the valley aimed at the sergeant who had just spoken and pulled the trigger: "What do you think you will die before falling..."

The mountain road was narrow and there was nowhere to find cover. The Japanese who were rushing to pick the guns were hit by dense bullets before they could pull the bolt.

The Japanese who were shot fell down in a flash, and screams on the mountain road continued to sound like a large crowd of people.

In less than half a minute, only three of the Japanese soldiers fell on the mountain road, and the other Japanese fell down from the mountain road.

The machine gun trajectory began to move upward along the zigzag mountain path.

The distance between the Japanese on the mountain road behind is too far.

If you really have to bear it, you are completely at a disadvantage in shooting backwards.

As soon as the battle started, I saw Tang Dagou and Yang Crazy Running desperately behind. The roster with a blue face quickly ordered: "Retreat..."

Amid the sound of enemy attacks, the Japanese on the mountain roads above began to pull their guns and fight back.

Grenades threw air directly into the valley.

However, the sneak attack team had already retreated.

After quitting nearly a mile, the team gathered again.

The leader of the row firmly disagreed with the fight again: "The Japanese are not stupid. They will spread along the hillside of the mountain and then fall down. If we get bitten, we can't run away..."

Yang Crazy Crime half-squinted: "Coward..."

This guy is completely a lunatic. If he follows his playing style, although he can severely damage the Japanese, he may be completely wiped out at the moment!

Ma Liang advised: "We can't fight against the Japanese for casualties..."

The leader of the platoon naturally agreed with Ma Liang's opinion that the number of soldiers in the secret service team was less and less, and this area was a friendly defense zone. Without a mass base, the consequences would be unpredictable.

The staff officer and the company commander were both injured and watched the Japanese advance into the team... Their teeth were not good enough and they could not be eaten for the time being.

The reinforcements of the Second Battalion arranged by Gaoyidao of the Independent Regiment have not been seen yet.

Crazy Yang didn't say anything anymore, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Meeting with the second platoon leader who had returned from the east, the team quickly disappeared southward under the hazy moonlight.

...

Under the moonlight.

Most of the injured were struggling to walk in the valley towards the west.

The correspondent arrived hurriedly: "Report to the company commander, Company Commander Ma has returned from the second platoon commander... Four soldiers from the first platoon of the second platoon died... The first platoon commander rushed into the team and ambushed..."

"I understand..." The company commander on the stretcher nodded, and Staff Liu in front of him was sleeping faint.

The team continued to travel west.,

Late at night.
To be continued...