With a snap, Ikeda, who had the rank of second lieutenant on his neck, fell to the ground on his back, a large cloud of viscous blood already flowing from the wound on the back of his head between the convulsions of his hands and feet. "Snap" Zhou Chuang's muzzle spewed out a bullet again, and seeing that the Japanese with a plaster flag on the rifle was shot and fell to the ground, Zhou Chuang put away his gun and got up and disappeared into the mountains and forests like a rabbit along the mountain road.

The Japanese soldiers on the road "over there" spotted Zhou Chuang's back, and more than a dozen Japanese soldiers with rifles quickly chased after him under the leadership of a military officer. This is a sentence that often appears in Chinese military books, but unfortunately these Japanese soldiers will not read Chinese military books, so under the fury of the second lieutenant who led the team to be attacked and killed, they chased Zhou Chuang's back and rushed into the forest. Just as the distance between the pursuers and Zhou Chuang was slowly shortening, a gunfire suddenly appeared from behind a big tree behind the Japanese soldiers, and Thomson's rate of fire was enough to make the pursuing Japanese soldiers powerless.

In the gunfire fired from the Thomson submachine gun at close range, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers who pursued Zhou Chuang only made a posture of returning fire in vain, but unfortunately their reaction was still slow, and their 38 rifles failed to fire after all. After separating from the large army, Zhou Chuang and his observer Shui Sheng had been wandering around the area for two days, and a whole 34 Japanese soldiers were killed under Zhou Chuang's guns, and Zhou Chuang's targets were all Japanese officers and machine gunners, just like the second lieutenant who had been shot through the head by him just now. When Cao Yong and his troops retreated from Donghu, the six snipers belonging to the infiltrator unit broke away from the main force with their respective observers, and their task was to carry out as many uninterrupted attacks and harassment operations as possible against the Japanese troops who arrived in Donghu.

"Brother Chuang, what's the matter?" Zhou Chuang, who rushed to the assembly point, gasped heavily, the running just now made his physical exertion a lot, and the humid heat in the jungle made Zhou Chuang pant because of this. Seeing this, Shui Sheng, who was also full of sweat, hurriedly handed over the kettle, poured a few mouthfuls of water into his throat, his chest tightness and panting were slightly better, and he showed a smile to Shui Sheng, Zhou Chuang handed the kettle back, and motioned to Shui Sheng, who was also sweating, to drink a few sips of water.

"The vigilance of the Japanese army is too high, it is difficult to start, and only one Japanese second lieutenant and one flag soldier have been killed" Zhou Chuang took advantage of the water to drink, and took out the short knife on the leg strap to add another stroke to the orthography on the butt. There are already 7 neatly arranged orthographs, which means that Zhou Chuang has killed 35 Japanese soldiers, and Zhou Chuang carefully looks at his sniper rifle. Seven neatly carved orthography surrounds the tail end of the butt, like a ring full of ancient rhyme, but I don't know what it looks like when the orthography representing the battle record is engraved all over the gun body.

There were suddenly a few soft sounds in the jungle, and Zhou Chuangyi, who was looking at his rifle, turned around and lay on the ground, while Shui Sheng, who was packing his things, also hid behind a big tree with his submachine gun. Waiting and loneliness is a process that snipers must go through, Zhou Chuang, who was lying on the ground, carefully moved the muzzle of the gun, looking for possible dangers with a sniper scope, while the aquatic life hiding behind the big tree felt a grenade in his hand, once there was an abnormality that threatened Zhou Chuang, as an observer, he had to take on the task of covering and responding.

The rapid and clear birdsong sounded from the bushes directly in front of the two, and after two consecutive rapid chirps, the clear birdsong turned into a melodious taste, and Zhou Chuang, who was lying on the ground, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and felt the bamboo whistle hanging around his neck with a rope and blew it. The same clear birdsong came from the bamboo whistle that Zhou Chuang held in his mouth, the same hurry and melodious, and there was a sound in the bushes in front of him, and two mercenaries wearing camouflage nets flashed out, and the one in the lead bared a mouthful of big white teeth at Zhou Chuang.

"I guess it's you and Shui Sheng here" Big White Fang beckoned his companion behind him to sit down and rest, and shouted at the big tree where Shui Sheng was hiding, "Shui Sheng, when are you going to hide, hurry up and give me out, see me coming, what are you hiding" The honest Shui Sheng was shouted out of his whereabouts, and he was embarrassed to quietly withdraw the grenade in his hand back to his waist, and walked out with his submachine gun. The place where Zhou Chuang and the others stayed was a rallying point for the infiltrator team, and the snipers who broke away from the large army had already agreed to assemble here every two days when they separated, and Big White Fang was also a sniper from the same infiltrator team as Zhou Chuang.

"It's still early, I'm afraid they won't be able to come so early, let's get something to eat first" Big White Fang is a hungry pot-bellied man, who knows how this tall guy passed the sniper assessment. The sniper's equipment is not only a sniper rifle, but also a small hand crossbow specially equipped for them, relying on the small hand crossbow in their hands, and the sniper who has been separated from the large army can capture some small animals in the jungle as their own food, and the big white fang with his own observer and aquatic life only took ten minutes to hit two grass snakes and a pheasant.

A pile of dry wood, a few branches with maids, Da Baiya and Zhou Chuang were roasting around the fire with a hot sweat on their faces, and after a sweaty mouth and scorched black snatching, half of the barbecue meat that was simply sprinkled with some salt went into Da Baiya's stomach. "Oops, that's a fucking pleasure," he rubbed his stomach comfortably and leaned against his backpack, his sniper rifle with 8 straight characters engraved on the butt of his rifle within reach.

The four of them waited silently, waiting for the arrival of the other companions, and within an hour, the six snipers and their observers who had broken away from the large group appeared in the forest. Each sniper's butt is more or less engraved with a few orthography, the raunchy big white tooth butt has the most orthography, there are already 8, followed by Zhou Chuang's 7 more strokes, and the least one sniper has 6 orthography on the butt.

"Yo, I said brothers, it seems that everyone's harvest is not bad" Da Baiya carefully looked at the orthography on everyone's gun butts, the mercenary force has always been a collective, Zhao Zhi forbade the mercenaries to fight in private, but did not prevent the mercenaries from competing in private. The mercenary unit is a place where strength speaks, and the best way for them to show off as snipers is to engrave the orthography on the butt of their guns, but this has also become a means for snipers to compare themselves in private, and after each battle, snipers will gather together to show off their achievements.

Everyone is a clear-eyed person, there is no such thing as indiscriminate filling, and besides, this is just a private comparison of snipers, if other snipers know that they have played tricks, then you don't want to continue to mix in the sniper unit. "Okay, everyone is here, let me talk about our next direction of action" Zhou Chuang took the map handed over by Shui Sheng and spread it out on the ground, "According to the agreement between us and the Cao team when we left, we have been active in this area for two days, the 22nd Division and the 56th Division have been stationed in Donghu, and if we 12 people want to fight against nearly 30,000 Japanese troops, this is simply impossible"

"My opinion is to clean up the search team and scout troops sent by the Japanese army along the Yunnan-Burma Highway, so that they will not be able to grasp the movements of our army and the reality of Mandalay for a period of time" Zhou Chuang's fingers drew a curved dotted line along the Yunnan-Burma Highway, "There are many places suitable for us to block the Japanese army from Donghu to Mandalay, I think with the help of silencers, it shouldn't be a problem for us to deal with the search team and scouts of the Japanese army, you see?" ”

"Of course I'm fine, I don't have much ammunition anyway, it's better to hurry back to Mandalay to get some ammunition and supplies, I'm hungry and thin," Big White Fang patted himself on the stomach of a whole roast snake and a small half roast chicken with a distressed look. It's a pity that Da Baiya's expression is too fake, Zhou Chuang and none of them pay attention to Da Baiya, a gun butt is engraved with 8 straight characters, but he is unscathed, how can he be a guy who can only grandstand, if it weren't for Zhao Zhi's prohibition of mercenaries from fighting, I'm afraid Da Baiya would have been beaten long ago with a blue nose and swollen face turned into a pig's head.

"I think it's okay, the Japanese army sent out a lot of search teams and scouts, enough for us to toss, anyway, our bullet reserves are not long enough to operate in this area, it is better to slowly retreat to Mandalay" Several snipers looked at each other, and they all agreed to Zhou Chuang's proposal, leaving the activities of the large army, I am afraid that there will be no material supplies, once the ammunition on the snipers is exhausted, waiting for them in addition to taking the initiative to retreat is to be surrounded and lose their lives.

"Okay, since everyone agrees, then let's even out the ammunition, anyway, from now on, we will also act collectively" Zhou Chuang opened his backpack and took out all the bullets, and the big white fangs also took out all the remaining bullets and handed them to Zhou Chuang for redistribution. In order not to affect the speed of the sniper's movement in the mountains and forests, the sniper has only 100 rounds of ammunition and 8 5-round magazines, and most of the observers who assist them are equipped with Thomson submachine guns, with 150 rounds of ammunition and 5 30-round magazines, in addition, the snipers and observers also have 2 American grenades, 1 pull-out smoke bomb, 1 shock bomb and 1 pull-off hand-thrown incendiary grenade per person.

The two days of blocking and chasing and escaping consumed most of the ammunition on the snipers and observers, and Zhou Chuang and the others cleaned their backpacks and pockets, but they only scraped together less than 250 rifle rounds and 14 grenades, but the ammunition of other special grenades and observers was still the same as when they separated from the large army. The snipers silently filled the magazines with the 40 rounds of ammunition that had been reassigned to them, and they didn't use the grenades, which were usually a matter for the observers.

"Let's go, let's see if we can meet the Japanese soldiers with food on them before dinner" The mercenaries operating behind enemy lines are all good at fighting and raising war, and they get food and drink, including weapons and ammunition, from their own enemies, as long as they can find a small unit sent by the Japanese army, the snipers' dinner will be settled.