In the face of the angry counterattack of the airborne troops, the 18th Division commanded by Tanaka Shinichi gave full play to their fighting skills, no matter how fierce and accurate the thunderous artillery fire was, and no matter how the snipers did not miss a bullet, the Japanese troops hidden in the second line of defense never showed signs of retreating, which made the officers of the Airborne Forces in the battle anxious.

"Don't worry, we'll see soon, your job is to get their attention to us." Yan Wudao looked at his watch and said lightly, his words seemed to have something in his words, and most of the officers under him looked at Yan Wudao sideways, waiting for him to say the answer. The latter didn't seem to notice everyone's expectant gaze, but after dropping this sentence, he ran to gather the mercenary team on his own.

Yan Wudao did have something to say, but before the final showdown with everyone, it was not that Yan Wudao was worried that there were Japanese spies under him, but that Yan Wudao himself did not know the specific action steps. He only received an order from Zhao Zhi, asking the airborne troops under his command to attract the attention of the 18th Division as much as possible, and when the time came, there would naturally be a big surprise.

On the third day when Zhao Zhi landed in the Chanbang Mountains by plane, a mercenary force of more than 300 people boarded more than a dozen wooden boats on the outskirts of Mandalay and sailed up the Irrawaddy River to the Chanbang Plateau. These 300 mercenaries were specially selected from the Qinglongping training camp after Yu Dazhi learned that Zhao Zhi rushed to the 25th Army of Chanbang to fight about the fight, and Yu Dazhi, who had carefully studied the map, formulated a course of action for them that even the Japanese army was not optimistic about, but if everything went well, they would appear behind the 18th Division.

The mercenaries silently climbed onto the riverbank, then chiseled through the bottom of the boat, and the wooden boat soon disappeared into the rolling waves. After carefully sweeping the traces of the river beach, the team plunged headlong into the dense jungle. The rainforest that the commandos traversed was pristine and untouched for decades, full of knee-deep black mud pools with thick fallen leaves emitting a suffocating stench in the silt. The valleys here are vertical and horizontal, and the mountains are dense, and sometimes it is necessary to climb over four or five mountain beams in a straight line distance of one kilometer, which consumes most of the time.

For the sake of secrecy of their operations, the mercenaries did not dare to make a fire at all, and in fact they could not make a fire in such a humid jungle, so they could only satisfy their hunger with dry food and canned beef. The weather in the rainforest changes very quickly, just before the sky is clear, and in the blink of an eye, the rain is pouring down, and the ground is quickly accumulating waist-deep rain, and the team can only wade forward. Despite the presence of Burmese locals as guides, the harsh jungle caused great problems for the commandos, who spent two days traversing the jungle, which was only a few dozen kilometers wide on the map.

When they arrived at a distance of only more than 10 kilometers from the rear line of the 18th Division, the team members were all in rags, their shoes and socks were tattered, but fortunately, the weapons, ammunition, and radio stations were all intact and brought to their destinations. It was precisely because of the difficulty of the road that the 18th Division would not have thought that there would be enemy troops behind them, not to mention that they also arranged a rearguard unit to serve as a guard. The commando team used the radio to contact Zhao Zhi after a short rest, and all this was found before Zhao Zhi signaled the poison gas to deal with the 42nd Wing, and it was precisely because of this that Zhao Zhi would be relieved to meet the 11th Wing after he succeeded, and the 18th Division would naturally have Yan Wudao and the commando team to deal with it.

There is no need to deliberately go out to investigate, the commandos hidden in the jungle can hear the exchange of fire from the forwards, especially the rumbling shelling, when Yan Wudao commanded the troops to take the outer defense line of the 18th Division, the assault team has quietly approached less than 2 miles from the rear defense line of the 18th Division. Listening to the gunfire like fried beans in front, Zhang Hu, who commanded the commando, grinned, the more fierce the fight in front, the greater the chance of their commando team succeeding. "Turn on the radio, contact Yan Tou immediately, and tell him that we are coming."

The appearance of the commando team uncovered the dumb mystery left by Yan Wudao before, although the size of the commando team was only 300 people, but they were all mercenaries, especially the elite of Qinglongping mercenaries who Yu Dazhi and others had trained for more than a year. These guys have all fought with the Japanese army with real guns and live ammunition in Shanxi, and the more than 4,000 mercenaries in the entire training camp only selected these 300 people, and their combat effectiveness is definitely not weaker than the mercenary company or sweeping team guarding Zhao Zhi.

After receiving the telegram from the commando, Yan Wudao's side was completely relaxed, just to attract the attention of the 18th Division, this battle was much easier. Under the deliberate arrangement of the German commander, the forward airborne troops began to use fire suppression as a cover, digging trenches to confront the Japanese army, and the mercenary team under the personal command of Yan Wudao also took the opportunity to move the two steel fortresses forward and continued to effectively suppress the second line of defense of the 18th Division with large-caliber heavy machine guns.

When night fell, this was the best time for the Japanese army to counterattack, but the flare on Yan Wudao's side did not seem to be broken at all, and the cold light of the flare illuminated the open space at the junction of the two armies clearly, and the 18th Division wanted to counterattack at night, I am afraid it would be very difficult. The role of the sniper is magnified to the extreme at night, although the sniper's scope is not infrared, but they can aim with the cold light of the flare, all objects higher than the Japanese trench are their targets, and the Japanese army huddled in the trench actually uses a bayonet against his steel helmet to expose the trench, and consumes the ammunition of the Thunder Sniper in turn.

At four o'clock in the morning, before dawn, 300 commandos quietly touched the edge of the rear line of the 18th Division, and after easily eliminating the sentries with pistols equipped with silencers, the commandos rushed into the rear line of the 18th Division as fast as they could. In addition to a large group of rear guards in the rear line of the 18th Division, most of the other Japanese troops were wounded soldiers who had been withdrawn for treatment or logistics personnel in field hospitals. In the dictionary of the Thunder Mercenaries, there is no so-called nationality rule, in their eyes, all Japanese in military uniforms are enemies, including the wounded soldiers and medical personnel in the field hospital of the 18th Division.

Signaling to attack, Zhang Hu pulled up his visor and put it on his face, and all the commandos had a pistol with a silencer and 70 rounds of pistol ammunition, in addition to a submachine gun hanging from a triangular gun belt, 240 rounds of submachine gun rounds, three American grenades, two hand-thrown incendiary grenades, and a smoke grenade. Zhang Hu planned to use only pistols to destroy the enemy before the Japanese army found out, and it was best to kill the Japanese troops in the entire rear line without realizing it.

According to Zhang Hu's order, the commandos formed a small team to attack with their guns raised their guns and stepped on small steps, and the field hospitals were all military tents, and almost every tent had Japanese wounded soldiers wailing incessantly, if they knew that the nightmare was slowly approaching them, I am afraid that these Japanese wounded soldiers would never lie on the blanket and wait for death. The mercenary at the front of the line raised his left hand into a fist, and when all his fingers were opened, the mercenaries on both sides suddenly opened the tent, and the mercenaries who rushed in pulled the trigger again and again, and the flames of the guns kept flashing until the assault team confirmed that all the wounded Japanese soldiers in the tent were dead.

While more than a dozen main attack teams were shooting and killing Japanese wounded soldiers one by one, Zhang Hu led other assault teams to guard various points in the rear line. The Japanese sentries and patrols that appeared in the sight of the assault team would be shot at the first opportunity, and the nurses and medics on duty were also their targets, in other words, as long as the Japanese who appeared in the Japanese camp would die, not a single one would be excluded.

The Japanese soldiers who had been disturbed all night were already exhausted and drowsy, and the Japanese troops in the rear camp were also tired, how could they have imagined that the enemy would appear in front of them at an unexpected time, and the only thing they could do in the face of the pistol equipped with a silencer was to go to meet their Yaqi Great God in advance. The murderous commandos were well advanced, and the field hospital, which Shinichi Tanaka regarded as the top priority, was shot and killed within half an hour, and the commandos only paid for most of the pistol bullets they carried with them.

A wounded Japanese soldier who was shot but did not die pulled a grenade hidden under him and was ready to commit suicide, and the commandos dodged quickly and did not suffer casualties, but their actions were exposed to the Japanese army. "Solid defense centerline, solid defense centerline." Zhang Hu commanded the auxiliary team to concentrate the machine-gun fire on the rear line of the 18th Division in the middle road, and then divided the commando troops into three routes, one way to build fortifications in the middle road to resist the Japanese counterattack, and the other two assault teams stretched forward from the two flanks to prevent the Japanese army from forming an encirclement of them.

The grenades pulled by the dying wounded soldiers let Tanaka Shinichi know that something had happened to his rear line, and his field hospital was on the rear line, where a lot of supplies and ammunition of the 18th Division were still hoarded, and if something really happened to his rear line, the 18th Division would be in a desperate situation. Annoyed, Tanaka Shinichi sent two brigades to support his rear line, and if the rear line was really broken through by the enemy, the forces of these two brigades would do their best to recapture the rear line and those supplies.

The exchange of fire on the rear line of the 18th Division could not escape Yan Wudao's ears, and the German commander who commanded the airborne troops immediately sent his troops to advance along the two flanks, and the appearance of the assault team changed the situation of the battle again. The 18th Division was stationed here in an attempt to unite the 42nd Wing and the 11th Wing to encircle the Airborne Forces, but now the 42nd Wing had been repelled by the troops under the personal command of Mr. 11, and the 11th Wing had also been blocked in Shenmuling, a dozen miles away, and now it was their turn to surround the 18th Division.