As the Japanese stepped into the ambush circle step by step, Dragon Boat Festival slowly opened the security of the submachine gun.

The same goes for other warriors.

Because the Japanese were approaching, they had completely entered their ambush range.

But at this time, it was not the best. They were quietly waiting for the Dragon Boat Festival order.

Finally, when the Japanese completely entered the preset ambush range, Dragon Boat Festival whispered: "Call me!"

Before the Dragon Boat Festival could finish his speech, the soldiers in black pulled the trigger almost at the same time, and fire lights flashed from the bushes, instantly breaking the tranquility of the morning.

The bullets were like dense raindrops, with a deadly howling, cutting through the air and heading straight for the Japanese.

The Japanese were caught off guard by this sudden attack, and the laughter came to an abrupt end, replaced by terrified screams and despair.

Their bodies trembled under the impact of bullets and fell down. Blood spewed out like a fountain, instantly dyeing the original earth-colored mountain road red.

A Japanese officer was lucky enough to not die in the first wave of strafing. He was well-trained and responded quickly.

He roared angrily: "Counterattack! Counterattack!"

Under his command, the surviving Japanese began to panic in search of cover, trying to withstand the heavy rain-like bullet attack.

Some Japanese lie on the ground, raise their guns and fight back blindly, but most of their bullets just flew into the depths of the woods, and could not pose a threat to the black-clad warriors.

Seeing this, the officer was even more furious.

He pulled out the command knife from his waist and kept roaring: shooting, trying to inspire his men to resist bravely in this way.

However, under the dense gunfire, the morale of the Japanese had already collapsed. They just mechanically executed the orders, their eyes full of fear and despair.

Because this is a mountain road without any restrictions, and the other party uses submachine guns.

After the first wave continued, only more than 30 of them were left.

So don't think about what kind of outcome they will end in the next second.

Sure enough, the Dragon Boat Festival and the Black-clothed troops did not disappoint them. A large number of bullets rushed in, and even if they were covered in steel, they might be beaten to pieces at this time.

Seeing this, the Japanese officer knew that he was powerless to turn things around. He widened his eyes, looked at the rain of bullets coming from the woods, and calmly gave up resistance.

Finally, when a bullet penetrated his chest, he fell down and faced death.

After losing the commander, the remaining Japanese were in a mess. Some of them tried to escape from the battlefield, while others continued to fight back blindly.

However, under the fierce attack of the black warriors, all their efforts were in vain. In the end, they could only hate the Northwest with one after another!

The battle ended soon, and Dragon Boat Festival ordered the battlefield to be cleaned immediately.

At the same time, another battlefield also started. It was the other half of the black-clothed troops led by the One-Eyed Dragon.

Their fighting style is almost the same as Dragon Boat Festival, suppressing the enemy with terrifying firepower and eventually destroying all the enemies.

Of course, the dense gunfire from the two places also aroused the alertness of Major Qianchun in the Japanese camp.

Major Qianchun is the highest-ranking military rank in the entire Zhengye Brigade at this time.

Therefore, after two deaths of the Supreme Commander of the Zhengye Brigade, he became the new acting brigade commander.

It's a pity that he does not have such command ability, otherwise he would not have sent two infantry teams to die without the enemy's situation.

At this time, he made another fatal mistake and even shot someone to support him.

So he sent two infantry squadrons out again, and the result can be imagined. It was like giving away a head.

When both the number of people and firepower are absolutely superior, the Japanese devils are leaving the camp and are dying.

Soon the two infantry squadrons were eliminated again, and at this time, Major Qianchun reacted.

But it was too late at this time. The Zhengye Brigade, which was originally less than 3,000 troops, was once again severely damaged.

Two times, four groups of people, a total of more than 500 people were killed.

Major Qianchun's expression gradually became solemn.

At this time, he did not dare to send anyone out anymore.

Major Qianchun stood in the command post, frowned, and his eyes revealed unprecedented anxiety.

The Zhengye Brigade suffered heavy damage one after another, and its morale was extremely low, and its military strength was sharply reduced to less than half of its previous strength.

Now, his troops are less than 2,500, and there are more than 800 Imperial Army, more than 300 logistics personnel from the baggage unit, and more than 100 communication and medical personnel.

Most of these people have no combat power.

In other words, there seem to be a large number of people in the camp, but in fact there are only about 1,500 people.

Major Qianchun walked slowly, thinking a lot. He didn't know who his opponent was, and he actually had such terrifying combat power and command ability.

These questions kept circling in his mind, but he could never find the answer.

Major Qianchun stopped and stared at the mark on the map. The location where several teams he sent had just been ambushed.

He carefully analyzed the nearby terrain, trying to find out the enemy's layout and the next route of action.

However, the lines and symbols on the map seem to mock him for his incompetence and cannot provide him with any useful clues.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Because now, his most important job is to formulate a countermeasure, which not only protects the remaining troops, but also identifies the enemy's background.

He can no longer blindly send people out to die, as it will only completely destroy the Zhengye Brigade.

Thinking of this, Master Qianchun called the guards in and ordered: "Immediately contact the Songyuan side and ask them when reinforcements will arrive. At the same time, he sent a scout to quietly find out the camp, find out the situation of the enemy, and see where our enemies are and the specific number of people. The rest of the people are not allowed to leave the camp."

"Hi!"

The guards took the order and then left the tent to pass on the order.

Major Qianchun continued to stare at the map, silently praying in his heart that the support troops could arrive as soon as possible.

Because he knew very well that the Zhengye Brigade was in a storm at this time, and if he was not careful, he would completely collapse.

But he also knew that reinforcements could not arrive so quickly. If he could see reinforcements by noon, he would be Amitabha.

So before this, he must find a way to keep his camp.

He closed his eyes, and his mind was constantly flashing with various tactics, trying to find the key that could turn the situation around.

However, he felt that it was often a little short of what he thought of, but suddenly his thoughts broke again, which made him very scratch his head.

However, at this moment, a scout rushed into the command post and reported: "Master, the enemy seems to be cleaning the battlefield and preparing to evacuate."

"Nani?"

Major Qianchun was surprised at this time.

What was shocking was that the enemy was on the verge of momentum and had no next attack plan, so he was ready to evacuate.

What is happy is that if the enemy really retreats, he no longer needs to worry about staying in the camp without defending it.

But he thought about it and felt that something was wrong. The enemy fought well, so why did he suddenly evacuate? This must be the enemy's trick.
Chapter completed!