The officers and men of the guerrillas disappeared suddenly, and the wilderness was so eerily quiet that even the birds did not know where to hide.

Like sculptures, the five devil soldiers lay motionless on the edge of a stream like sculptures, lying motionless by a stream, and the damp mud made their stomachs cold.

They had been lying here for two whole days, and at first there were sporadic gunfires, and explosions could be heard from time to time in the vicinity, which were infiltrated by their comrades attacking the guerrillas.

But since yesterday the sound of gunfire and explosions has ceased, and in this wilderness it has become lifeless, not to mention the guerrillas, and the people who infiltrated with them do not know where to hide.

Could it be that the partisans have already shifted? Or give up the operation of attacking their turrets and strongholds, otherwise how can they not come after two days of guarding.

A parched devil soldier stuck out his tongue to lick the dew on the weeds, although the stream was just two hundred meters away, but they didn't dare to fetch water, who knows if there would be a guerrilla hunting team like them ambushing on the opposite bank.

"Kuroda-san, do you have anything else to eat?"

A hungry ghost soldier gently nudged another companion who was lying on the ground motionless.

They also set off with dry rations, but after all, it was the first time to carry out such an ambush shooting mission, so they were not well prepared, and it was less than two days, the dry rations were exhausted, and they had not been able to shoot an enemy, which made them very frustrated.

"I only have one cookie left."

After being called, the devil carefully took out a wrapped biscuit, twisted it in half, and handed it half.

"Thank you, Kuroda-san." The devil took the biscuit, quickly stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it with gusto.

Lying in such a cold and damp wild grass is indeed an ordeal, especially after two days of ambush and not attacking the target, this state makes the devil almost crazy.

They were now praying in their hearts that a few guerrilla officers and soldiers would soon appear and let them shoot them, so that they could return to their mission.

But what they didn't know was that the officers and men of the guerrillas had actually come back behind them overnight and opened a big net waiting for them.

I have to say that the combat quality of these devil soldiers is very high, although it is the first time to carry out such a mission, but they can ambush in one place for two days, which can be regarded as very patient.

But patience alone is not enough, and in the face of a hungry stomach, their physical strength is rapidly draining, and their concentration is becoming more and more inattentive.

"Hold out until noon, and if there are no guerrillas, we will retreat."

Faced with the dead silence of the wilderness, the devil soldier Cao who led the team had to consider retreating and going back to replenish food.

After all, after waiting so hard, I am afraid that before the guerrillas come, they themselves will starve to death.

Compared with the devil soldiers with amazing endurance, those puppet army squads are a lot worse, although they have also undergone strict training by devils, after all, the training time is short.

"Damn, these guerrillas aren't going to be scared away by us, are they?"

"Who knows......"

Looking at the empty path, the five puppet soldiers who were lying in ambush behind the low hill beside the road looked a little impatient.

When they first infiltrated, they attacked a guerrilla combat group, and although it was a sneak attack, only one of them was killed, and the other two ran away.

They wanted to wait for the ambush to continue the attack, but the guerrillas were nowhere to be seen, and their patience was rapidly draining as time went on.

"Boss, what are we going to do?" A puppet soldier pushed his big-brimmed hat and asked a puppet squad leader in a low voice.

This puppet squad leader also muttered in his heart, the guerrillas have been very active these days, attacking their patrols, checkpoints and artillery towers.

But as soon as they counterattacked, the guerrillas suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't figure out what the guerrillas were doing.

"Why don't we withdraw first, the gunfire around here is gone, maybe the guerrillas have already scared away, and we are still stupidly nesting here starving and freezing."

Seeing that the puppet army squad leader did not speak, a hungry and dizzy puppet army suggested.

After thinking about it, the squad leader of the puppet army agreed to retreat: "Okay, let's withdraw, bring the body of the guerrilla who was killed, we don't come out in vain, take it back and make a good deal."

When the infiltration combat teams of the devils everywhere were still starving and lurking, preparing to shoot and kill the guerrillas, most of the puppet army groups could no longer stand the hunger and began to retreat to prepare to go back to replenish food.

But these retreating puppet troops did not know that on the way to retreat, the guerrilla officers and soldiers led by Yang Ling were polishing their bayonets and waiting for them.

"Someone is coming, ready to fight!"

In a forest full of fallen leaves, Wang Huzi, the commander of the guerrilla company covered with dead leaves, heard the movement outside and waved his hand to the back in a low voice.

Yang Ling scattered the guerrillas of the two combat companies and ambushed them near the main roads and small roads leading to Qinghe Town, just to catch these puppet army devils by surprise.

Wang Huzi and his company are responsible for several small roads and control two streams nearby, and once the devils and puppet troops return to pass, they will be solved on the spot.

Not long after Wang Huzi's words fell, a puppet soldier wearing a big-brimmed hat cautiously entered the forest with a gun, and was the top soldier of the puppet army.

"Safety!"

The puppet soldier was very alert, and looked around for a while, and after confirming that there was no danger, he stood up and waved his hand outside the woods.

Soon, three more puppet soldiers with guns went into the forest, a combat group, and they tried to cross the forest and take a path back to Qinghe Town.

These puppet soldiers who were selected to carry out the mission are all elites, and they have been strictly trained by devil consultants, although they are not as good as little devils, but they are also much more fierce than ordinary puppet soldiers, and they exude a fierce atmosphere.

Seeing these puppet soldiers wearing big-brimmed hats walking into the forest one after another, the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were ambushed in this forest gritted their teeth with hatred, and they were eager to cut off these traitors and scum with a thousand knives.

"Big brother, we don't need to be so careful, the guerrillas have already run away, why don't we take the main road, we have to go back in the woods." A puppet soldier grumbled in a low voice as he walked.

"What do you know, be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years, who knows if there are any guerrillas ambushes near the main road, those guerrillas are very tight." The leading puppet army replied as he looked around.

"Little San, you go to the front and take a trip, this guerrilla suddenly disappeared without a trace, and I can't even see a single figure, I always feel that something is wrong, let's not capsize in the gutter."

"Yes!"

The lean puppet soldier who received the order answered, and then picked up the treetops with both hands, and prepared to go ahead to investigate.

But he didn't notice that under his feet, a big hand suddenly reached out from the dead leaves of the branches, grabbed his bare feet violently, and pulled it with great force, and his body couldn't help but roll to the ground.

"Oops!" The sudden loss of center of gravity and the fall to the ground made the puppet soldier immediately scream.

Several other puppet soldiers who spoke were also attracted to attention, and when they looked up, a person who suddenly bounced up was holding a sharp bayonet and stabbing it into the throat of the fallen puppet army, and a stream of bloody arrows flew out immediately.

"Fuck, there's an ambush!" The leading puppet army reacted the fastest, and hurriedly lowered his head to pull the gun on the tether.

But the strong wind struck, and before the gun could be unleashed, he was hit on the head by something, and his head became dizzy, and his body shook and fell to the ground.

"Poof! Poof! ”

"Ahh

Screams rang out, and in the field of vision of the fallen puppeteers, several of his companions were screaming and being stabbed with knives, and the blades that had been pulled out of their bodies were still dripping with blood.

……

After two minutes, the woods were quiet again, but the blood stains on the dead leaves indicated that someone had just died.