Aizawa lay on the edge of the trench, staring at the front with his eyes close to the front, and his ears were almost pressed against the cold and wet trench edge, listening to the other party's gunshots.

Because the other party's gunfire is not dense and there is no machine gun.

And such a firepower configuration is even worse than them.

His reconnaissance team also has twenty-two people and two machine guns.

On the contrary, judging from the gunfire, the opponent will not have more than ten people at most, and there is not even a machine gun.

So he guessed that the other party might just be a reconnaissance team.

Thinking of this, Aizawa's anger came from his heart. When did his great Japanese Imperial Army become so cowardly? Less than ten people on the other side dared to attack more than twenty of them.

Thinking of this, Aizawa ordered: "Everyone, we don't have many enemies, we have the ability to fight back! Now, we are divided into two teams, one team is responsible for cover, and the other team comes with me. We detour from the side and catch the enemy off guard!"

"Hi!"

A Japanese sergeant commander took the order and led seven or eight Japanese to poke out from the trenches to fight back.

Aizawa led the other ten people along the trench toward the other party's hiding place and engaged in a roundabout battle.

In the trenches, all the Japanese corpses were walking forward, one step deep and one step shallow.

Suddenly, the Japanese walking in the middle tripped over a corpse and let out a slight scream.

As a result, the sound was heard by the enemy fifty meters away. They quickly turned the gun and fired at the Japanese and other Japanese.

Aizawa had no choice but to order his men to shoot back. The two sides launched fierce attacks in two trenches that were not connected more than 50 meters apart.

The bullet flashed through the air with dazzling traces, and with a deadly howling, shuttled back and forth between the two trenches.

The Aizawa Japanese picked up a steel helmet from the corpse of the Japanese on the side and put it on his head, then quietly poked his head out of the trenches.

He wants to detect the specific number of enemies and the location of the firepower point.

But I didn't expect that as soon as his turtle shell was exposed, a bullet was lifted away.

Aizawa was so scared that he shrank his neck and couldn't recover for a long time.

Because just now, he almost turned a blind eye.

After cursing angrily, he scolded his subordinates to fight back.

At this time, the Japanese showed their magical powers. Some brought their colleagues to the trenches as bait, while others did not look at their heads or raise them, and walked with the opportunity.

But no matter what, it is very exciting.

Occasionally, you can also hit the opponent's position, splashing the soil on the trenches and raising pieces of dust.

"Baga!"

Seeing this, Aizawa was furious, because if this fight continues, when will the battle end?

He roared angrily: "I beat you hard and show the true strength of the Great Japanese Imperial Army."

The Japanese had no choice but to risk their heads and shoot at the local positions.

However, at this moment, a Japanese man had just fired a shot. Before he could pull the bolt to push the next bullet into the chamber, a bullet exploded in his head.

The Japanese's body trembled violently, then he leaned back weakly and fell into the trench.

Seeing this, the Aizawa Japanese felt a little nervous, but at this moment he could not think too much. If he lost this battle with twice the opponent's strength, then he would have no shame to see anyone when he returned.

Aizawa shouted: "Shoot, shoot, beat me hard!"

At this time, the other Japanese were also angry, showing their own knowledge, and constantly shooting at the trenches opposite.

Bullets intersected in the air, like meteors in the dark night. Bullets were splashed everywhere, some hitting the wooden boards above the trench and splashing a large amount of wood chips. Some were deeply embedded in the soil, leaving shocking craters.

The one-eyed dragon, who led the black-clothed army, immediately ordered a retreat when he saw that he had almost fought.

He was not here to kill these Japanese, but to invite you into the trap.

It is absolutely not cost-effective to fight against the Japanese head-on in this plain.

So since the Japanese have come, he will lead the Japanese into the Sanshan Pass to fight.

So after he successfully angered the Japanese, he quickly retreated.

But at this time, Aizawa was not in a hurry to pursue him when he saw this.

The Aizawa Demons were very cunning. He felt that these enemies who suddenly appeared and retreated suddenly were very suspicious.

Since they took the initiative to shoot, why did they suddenly withdraw? Could it be that the Japanese Imperial Army had a huge military strength and scared the enemy away?

He doesn't believe such nonsense.

If this speculation is true, then what do the imperial troops who died last night count?

So Aizawa did not order the pursuit, but waited for their reinforcements to arrive.

At the same time, he assigned several Japanese to check where the enemy had just been to confirm whether the enemy had really had been exposed.

The devils under Aizawa took action quickly, and they walked through the battlefield carefully and searched every corner carefully.

After a while, the Japanese sent out came back to report, and they confirmed that the enemy had fled far away and there was no threat in the camp.

Aizawa let out a long sigh at this time, and his tense nerves finally relaxed.

He began to clean the battlefield, ordered his subordinates to clean up the bodies and weapons wreckage on the battlefield, and sent people to quickly contact Master Qianchun to report on everything that happened here in detail to Master Qianchun:

"Master Qianchun, our troops have just been attacked by the enemy, but have been repelled by us. The number of enemies is not large, and it seems to be a reconnaissance team. They are now fleeing to the valley entrance of the Sanchong Pass. I dare not pursue them without authorization and are waiting for the arrival of the large army."

Master Qianchun was very satisfied when he heard the report and immediately replied: "You have done a good job and continue to monitor the enemy's movements. Report any situation immediately."

After replying to Aizawa, Major Chiharu ran to Colonel Nakajima to report the situation.

But at this time, Colonel Nakajima frowned slightly: "Since the enemy has already passed the third level and has not evacuated, what are they still staying at the third level?"

Nakajima felt that there must be something strange about it, so he asked Qianharu back, "What do you think?"

Qianharu was flattered because anyone knew that Colonel Nakajima was the commander of the famous Shadow Wolf Army, and they were all think tanks in front of Kyujo Pavilion.

At this time, Lord Nakajima actually asked himself, how could Qianchun not feel a floating feeling?

He quickly replied: "Hisser Nakajima, I think this enemy is likely to be the vanguard of the Anti-Japanese Brigade. They try to delay our actions by harassing attacks, buy time for their main forces and break out."
Chapter completed!