The concentrated fire of dozens of machine guns caused the Japanese troops to retreat one after another, coupled with the accurate shooting of the snipers, the Japanese search team, which had lost a large number of excellent officers and veterans, was finally driven down the hillside, and Zhao Zhi and others hidden in the flank craters were also rescued back to the mountain." Sir, it's all my fault, it's all my fault" Looking at his subordinates who had suffered heavy losses, Kessler was a little frustrated, and as soon as he saw Zhao Zhi, he took the initiative to lean over and bow his head to Zhao Zhi to admit his mistake.

"Let's talk about your business later, it's better to retreat quickly, the Japanese army will come soon" Zhao Zhi had no time to care about Kessler's right or wrong at this time, but just urged him to retreat immediately. Over the hill was the truck that came to pick them up, and the mercenaries carrying the wounded and weapons all went down the hill with Zhao Zhiyi's smoke, and the three trucks that came to meet them were crowded. Fortunately, the Japanese army, which had just suffered heavy losses, did not have the spare strength to continue the attack, otherwise Zhao Zhi and the others would really not be able to withdraw down the hill so smoothly.

"Dazhi, contact the scouts and snipers in the county, release them all, and use the terrain advantage to attack the Japanese army, regardless of the rank, regardless of the type of troops, mainly shooting" The truck sped on the mountain road, looking at the injured and unconscious mercenaries in the carriage, Zhao Zhi's eyes were full of murderous intent. Since Zhao Zhi took the mercenaries from Sichuan into Shanxi to fight with the Japanese army, it was the first time that he was almost surrounded and annihilated by the Japanese army like today, Zhao Zhi's training of mercenaries has always been based on surprise attacks by small units or ambushes with large firepower, this kind of positional blocking battle is really not their strong point, otherwise there would not have been such a large casualty, Zhao Zhi naturally couldn't swallow this breath.

In order to strengthen the defense of the county, Zhao Zhi and Kessler only brought only two scout squads and 2 percent of the snipers, if they really let these guys kill the red eye, the life of the 225th Wing of the Japanese Army will definitely be difficult. In fact, Zhao Zhi, who was sitting in the truck, didn't know that Takeda Dingzo was already very hot, and the big explosion on the beach bank of the Shitan River Bank caused his 225th Wing to suffer heavy losses, not only lost almost all the heavy weapons, but also brought the Hatoyama Infantry Brigade, which was the most powerful under his command, suffered heavy casualties, and the soldiers of the surviving Hatoyama Brigade also lost their hearing because of the shock wave generated by the explosion. In other words, the Hatoyama Brigade has lost its combat effectiveness, and if it weren't for the fact that their flag was still there, and more officers survived, I am afraid that the Hatoyama Brigade would have been removed from the battle sequence of the 225th Wing.

The tail of the truck on the mountain road dragged a long yellow dust all the way into Zhangwu County, and before the truck drove into the barracks in the west of the city, dozens of heavily armed mercenaries rode out of the city gate on forcibly recruited mules and horses, all the way straight to the direction where the Japanese troops came, and disappeared on the road to Madian. "Squad leader, what are these people doing out there? Didn't you say that a large army of little devils was coming? Why don't they stay in the county seat? A beloved soldier of the Eighth Route Army, who had just received a new gun, wiped his rifle with his sleeve and turned his head to ask his old squad leader.

"That's the sharpshooter and scout of the people, it's out of the city to find trouble with the little devils, so it's like we can only stay on this city wall" The old squad leader knocked on the cigarette pouch pot on the sole of his shoe, and the old god especially looked at the mercenaries who left the county town. The old squad leader is a veteran, a veteran of the Eighth Route Army who survived with bayonets with Japanese soldiers, a unit like a mercenary who dares to take the initiative to trouble a large Japanese army, he has not seen it for the first time, but only a few hundred troops can still take the initiative to attack in the face of a Japanese wing, and he has never seen such a unit.

With Zhao Zhi withdrawing, Yu Dazhi and Ye Kong got off the car halfway, they were the commanders of scouts and snipers, and the role of staying outside the city was much stronger than staying in the scene for passive defense. After waiting for the scouts and snipers who arrived on the highway, Yu Dazhi sent a few irrelevant mercenaries to bring the mules and horses back to the county seat, and he and Ye Kong led people along the slopes on both sides of the highway all the way east to the direction of Madian. According to Zhao Zhi's arrangement, they did not return to the city for the time being, and used the ultra-long range of sniper rifles and the rapid movements of the scouts to constantly harass the Japanese troops in Zhangwu County, and it was best to turn these Japanese soldiers into frightened birds.

"The old rule, you are left and I am right, let's get their baggage and logistics first" Yu Dazhi smiled secretly, and after high-fiveing Ye Kong, he took half of the scouts and snipers to say goodbye to Ye Kong and the others and hid into the wilderness. Raid warfare is no different from surprise attacks and ambushes, and raid warfare emphasizes the speed and uninterrupted nature of action, and it is necessary to make use of its own and geographical advantages, take advantage of every opportunity and the other side's negligence, and use the large number of casualties caused by raids and harassment to achieve the goal of making the opponent tired, afraid, and lose combat effectiveness.

"Head, our people in front of us reported that the Japanese search pioneers were found at the turn in front, there are not many people, only a dozen, can you fight?" The scouts under Yu Dazhi looked back at him, their eyes full of desire to kill. These scouts from the rivers and lakes are usually brave and ruthless, and after being fooled into the training camp by Yu Dazhi and Yan Wudao, they were even more trained by Zhao Zhi's training methods. Most of the ** who can carry guns and fight devils are people who are hated by the country and the family, and the same is true of these Jianghu guests, in their eyes, those arrogant Japanese soldiers are no different from livestock to be slaughtered.

"The snipers go up to deal with them, our people clean up the battlefield, as long as the grenades, everything else will be destroyed" Yu Dazhi thought about it, and decided to defeat this group of Japanese soldiers. The spearheads sent by the Japanese army are the same as the scouts in the Chinese army, both of which are responsible for the role of path-finding and reconnaissance, of course, the Japanese spearheads are sometimes responsible for guarding the tasks along the way. Yu Dazhi's current position is not too far from the county seat, just a few miles away, so that the Japanese army's top soldiers have touched the bottom of the county seat in a big way, and Yu Dazhi, who has just learned to be proud, is a little uncomfortable.

With Yu Dazhi's gesture, the snipers who came with him took out camouflage nets from their backpacks and draped them over their bodies, and more than a dozen good hands also went out of the scouts and sneaked over quietly. From Yu Dazhi's receipt of the report to the scout's infiltration, it was not a matter of a few minutes, and the Japanese soldiers who came out of the scout's mouth appeared in Yu Dazhi's telescope, and the snipers' sniper scopes also hit these Japanese soldiers who were about to go to hell. More than a dozen Japanese soldiers with rifles looking around did not walk on the highway properly, but scattered in a straggler formation and walked in the fields on both sides of the road, and once attacked, they could immediately find a hidden place.

The motor lying on the hillside pouted, just a few Japanese soldiers, each of them was not enough for himself and his partners to fight, if it wasn't for a quick battle, he would not hesitate to aim at these guys with a gun. It's no wonder that the motor thinks so, there are more than 20 snipers lying on the hillside, and there are only a dozen Japanese soldiers who come over, and one person is really not enough for them, especially a guy like the motor who pulls the bolt very fast, there are 5 or 6 who can completely annihilate this group of Japanese soldiers.

Turning his head to look left and right, the motor found that the partners were not perfunctory because of the small number of Japanese soldiers, they were all focused on aiming and preparing to shoot at any time, the old red-faced motor scolded in a low voice, and also settled down to put a guy walking in the field into the sniper scope. The motor was aiming at a short Japanese soldier, this guy with obvious hoop legs had a strong body and a strong face, and the strong pectoralis muscles and arms were full of military uniforms, otherwise the motor would not have chosen him.

Xu is because of the sixth sense of the human being, when Ma Dian's finger lightly put on the trigger, the guy he was aiming at suddenly looked up at the hillside 200 meters away, and this position is where the motor is hidden. But his hunch was still a little slower, Yu Dazhi's order to shoot had been given, the motor's fingers were only gently pulled, and with a dull gunshot, the motor was slightly shocked by the shoulder of the butt, and the bullet had already shot out from the muzzle. There was a crisp "snap", and the bullet that shot out of the chamber hit the Japanese soldier's head, and after the deflected bullet in his brain made a mess of his brain, it burrowed out of the back of his head with a few broken bones.

The sound of gunfire was the best signal, and the snipers hidden on the hillside pulled the trigger one after another, and before the Japanese soldiers could react to find shelter or lie down in the field, the bullets fired out knocked them down. From Yu Dazhi's low order to shoot to the snipers pulling the bolt to withdraw the cartridge case, in just a few seconds, the Japanese soldiers on the road have all been shot and fell to the ground. A few sharp whistles sounded, and more than a dozen figures suddenly sprang out of the field, rushing towards the place where the Japanese soldiers fell to the ground, those were scouts who had sneaked in, and they were there to clean up the battlefield.

"Go" without looking at the situation of cleaning the battlefield, Yu Dazhi put away his binoculars and continued to speed in the direction of the Japanese army with the remaining scouts and snipers. Cleaning the battlefield has always been a mercenary's specialty, and the mercenaries are all working together in pairs, one picking up the grenade from his waist, and the other is busy removing the weapons and equipment from the corpse, waiting for all the grenades to be scavenged, and the weapons and equipment taken from the corpses of the Japanese soldiers are piled together. With just a grenade thrown in the safe, the weapons they didn't need would become a pile of rags, and the whole process would take only a few minutes.

Coincidentally, when Yu Dazhi and them attacked the Japanese soldiers here, Ye Kong, who had always looked down on small fish and shrimp, led his people to quickly bypass the Japanese search team, and marched all the way to the flank of the hill where Kessler desperately resisted, which is now the place where the Japanese search team left wounded soldiers. In the days when he lived in Chongqing, Ye Kong heard from the officers of the national army about the Japanese army's torture and killing of prisoners of the national army, and Ye Kong, who had been holding back the fire in his heart, was angry to avenge the prisoners of war who died in the hands of the Japanese army.