Bang!

Finally, when the last gunshot dissipated in the air, the forest calmed down again. Only corpses were all over the ground, the smell of gunpowder, and the Japanese who were still moaning in pain.

They lay on the ground, staring helplessly at the sky, waiting for the verdict of fate.

The Japanese captain officer sat on the ground, looking at the land of death, his eyes full of hollowness and confusion.

He knew very well that in this war, they had lost completely, and they lost without dignity.

They originally thought that they could easily defeat the enemy with their own strength, but reality gave them a heavy blow.

They underestimated the enemy's strength and overestimated their abilities, which eventually led to this disastrous defeat.

He stood up silently and looked into the distance, his heart full of confusion. Now he had lost everything, including his soldiers, his honor, and his dignity.

He could only bear all this silently, waiting for the verdict of fate.

Bang!

The verdict of his fate came, and a bullet without warning pierced his head, and the Japanese captain and officer fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, Dragon Boat Festival walked out of the dense forest, and after a while, he ordered: "Go and see if there are any living Japanese, then check the ammunition, and collect both the machine gun and the grenade launcher."

"yes!"

The soldiers took the order and immediately went to clean the battlefield.

At this time, Brother Liu stood beside the Dragon Boat Festival and asked, "You didn't ask them to pick up other weapons, but checked ammunition and found machine guns and grenade launchers. Are you going to go back to fight the Zhengye Brigade?"

Dragon Boat Festival said with a slight joy: "That's right, I was not sure about fighting the Zhengye Brigade before, and I couldn't let the black-clothed troops die in vain.

But now it's different. The Japanese sent out all the elite troops. There were only some puppet troops, baggage troops, and some guards left in the camp. This created an excellent opportunity for us.

The Japanese should be very panicked at this time. As long as we fight harder, we will definitely defeat them."

Speaking of this, Dragon Boat Festival said to the one-eyed dragon again: "Send someone to inform Phoenix City and the Slagzi immediately, and ask them to take their people to immediately reach the Sanzhong Pass. They will pass the Sanzhong Pass before noon."

"yes!"

The one-eyed dragon received the order, and immediately arranged people to generate electricity for Phoenix City and the Arsenal respectively.

The Dragon Boat Festival and Liu Ge went straight to the camp at the exit of the Sanchong Pass of the Japanese, regardless of the black-clothed troops who were still cleaning the battlefield.

At this time, the dense gunfire had already reached the Japanese camp, and some Japanese soldiers reported to Major Qianchun.

Major Qianchun was very anxious and worried at this time, so he paced back and forth in the tent.

His brows were frowning, and fine beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead, and his eyes were covered with blood, revealing deep anxiety and unconcealed palsy.

From time to time, he raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, but the sweat seemed to never stop and it quickly oozed out as soon as it was wiped away.

His ears moved from time to time, as if he was trying to capture a trace of useful information from the dense and chaotic gunshots, but he could not tell anything except the chaotic sound.

"Why has there been no news about Aihara (the captain of the Japanese who led the troops to pursue him)?"

Major Qianchun finally couldn't help but roared in a low voice. Then he turned around and looked at the communication soldier beside him, his eyes as if he was about to swallow the other party.

The communication soldier trembled all over and quickly lowered his head, fiddled with the communication equipment with both hands, and replied in a trembling voice: "Master, we have been trying to contact, but...but the communication has been interrupted."

"Baga!"

Major Qianchun cursed angrily.

Because Aihara was a camp where he brought his elite troops. If even they encountered an accident, then their camp...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, the consequences were unbearable.

He forced himself to calm down and began to think about solutions. But at this moment, his mind was in chaos, and all plans and strategies seemed to be scattered by this sudden panic.

"Defense must be strengthened!"

Major Chun finally remembered that the most urgent task was to strengthen the defense of the camp.

At least he must keep the triple gate, otherwise he will lose so much military force, and it would be strange if the Lord Jiu Tiao doesn't cut him alive.

But at this moment, his orders seemed so powerless and so lacking in confidence. He knew that he was just making the final struggle now. If the enemy soldiers were approaching, they would be unable to stop the enemy.

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At the same time, Dragon Boat Festival and Sixth Brother had already arrived at the periphery of the Japanese camp with one-eyed dragon, and were using a telescope to investigate the enemy's positions.

Dragon Boat Festival raised its telescope and kept adjusting the focal length. The Japanese camp in front of you gradually became clear like a scroll.

He carefully observed every corner of the position without missing any details, as if he wanted to engrave the entire Japanese camp in his mind.

On the position, the puppet soldiers gathered together in groups of three or three, some standing lazily, with their hands casually on their guns, and some simply sitting on the ground, with their backs against their backs, their eyes full of fatigue.

They held the gun in their hands, but they seemed to have no fighting spirit, as if the gun was just an ornament.

Their eyes wandered and they looked around from time to time, and they obviously felt uneasy and had not yet walked out of the battle last night.

A gust of wind blew, bringing waves of dust. The puppet soldiers covered their mouths and noses with their hands, but no one was willing to stand up and sort out their equipment.

Among the puppet troops, several machine guns were sloppy on simple machine gun positions.

But these machine gun positions seem to be built casually, but in fact they have taken some effort, but now they seem dilapidated.

The machine gun bunker was made of several wooden boards and sandbags. The machine gunners of the puppet army either sat or lie down, and seemed careless about the maintenance of the machine gun.

The barrel of the machine gun is covered with mud and oil, as if no one has used it for a long time. Some shells and debris are scattered around the machine gun, which looks messy, which is in sharp contrast to the neatness of the Japanese position.

But at this time, the Japanese on the position were also distorted and no longer as arrogant and arrogant as before.

Some Japanese soldiers lowered their heads, looking gloomy, as if they were desperate about the battle situation in front of them; while others kept paced back and forth and could not settle down.

Their eyes revealed confusion and tension, and it was obvious that they did not come out of the defeat last night.

Coupled with the repeated failures of Major Qianchun, they killed so many Japanese devils, which made them even more uneasy.

The Dragon Boat Festival's eyes flew past the Japanese soldiers' positions, and saw trenches crisscrossing, but they were dug shallow and roughly, which was obviously the result of rushing to work in a hurry.

The Japanese soldiers in the trench leaned or leaned, and some even took a nap, completely losing the alertness and rigor of the past.

The walls of the trench were covered with cracks because there were no wooden boards as support, and it seemed to collapse at any time.
Chapter completed!