After successfully killing Jun Cao and the machine gunner, some unwilling snipers each fired a few more shots, and before the soldiers of Hou San's squad could shoot, there was already a rain of bullets on the ridge where the guns were loud. The Japanese soldiers who were approaching the ridge had no shelter at all, and most of them were killed in a matter of seconds, and they did not even have a chance to pull the bolt of their guns. A few Japanese soldiers at the back of the group turned to flee, but the bullets fired by the snipers chased them down, and the moment they fell helplessly, a whizzing bullet came into their bodies.

There were no enemy troops to stand up for a long time, but there were soldiers who shot at the corpses regardless of it, and finally Tang Cheng had to order to stop shooting. The team straightened up and cautiously walked towards the ambush circle with their guns in hand. At this time, the center of the ambush circle had already become a large area of blood red, and there were many bullet holes on the body of each of the Japanese soldiers who were shot, and some of the wounds were bloody and blurred, and the bullets entered in front and brought out a bowl-sized pit in the back. The most pitiful thing is the Japanese soldiers who are taken care of by the snipers alone, and I don't know who they learned it from, the snipers like to aim at the heads of the Japanese soldiers the most, and the bullets they shoot are all aimed at the heads of the Japanese soldiers, so that many of the dozen or so corpses are no longer able to recognize each other's appearance.

"You can see it all, this is the real comparison of combat power between us and the Japanese army. If it weren't for the fact that they wouldn't have leaked the news that we were here, I would have called on only one squad of men. Let everyone participate in the ambush, just to tell you, don't think about how difficult the Japanese army is, with the American weapons in our hands, the little devil is not our opponent at all. The reinforcements looked at the corpses on the ground and were speechless. Shock, this is the cruelty and ruthlessness of war, with the unpreparedness and the sharpness of the weapon, so that they can completely defeat the opponent with a slight advantage in numbers.

"In the future, when we march, we should keep a distance between our squads, don't follow too closely, and keep our eyes open. Otherwise, we will also lose our lives like today's Japanese army, this is a lesson in blood! Leading the team down the mountain, Tang Cheng did not forget to use the corpses on the ground to teach the supplementary soldiers the last lesson. Although this was a victory, Tang Cheng wanted to make the reinforcements understand that no matter how well-trained the opponent was, they could only lose in this situation, and fortunately, they were the ambushers and not the ambushed.

After descending the mountain, Tang Cheng checked the map again to confirm the direction of his next journey. The map in Tang Cheng's hand was not accurate, there was a small stream in front of them, this unknown stream ran northeast of the mountain range, and finally Tang Cheng decided to go north against the current. "Don, the command needs us to go through the jungle and open up the jungle route from Ledo to Magao for the engineer regiment that is about to arrive in Ledo, what can you do with the order of the command as you go north with the stream?" The troops were on the road again, and George, who had been well protected, came to Tang Cheng, but the discussion between the two was not a good thing.

"George, forget the bullshit mission of the headquarters, I don't want to die in this forest." Tang Cheng shrugged at George and smiled, "Haven't you noticed something these days?" Damn the 18th Division of the Japanese Army, I don't know how many troops and soldiers have scattered in this forest, I have only this number of people, if it is just through the jungle, it will be fine, but I have to deal with countless Japanese soldiers, do you think they can do it? Tang Cheng's rhetorical question made George shut up, in the face of life and death, of course, it is the most important thing to save his life first.

Marching in the lowlands is a taboo for soldiers, and it is easiest for the opponent to discover his whereabouts, and fighting on unfavorable terrain will cause him to suffer. But the creek chosen by Tang Cheng is far away from the mountain path, and even more away from the main road, so it should be relatively safe. Tang Cheng, who had been thinking about the Japanese army's communication station outside Magao, even stubbornly believed that the source of this stream must lead to the direction of Magao, and he thought that as long as he followed this stream north, he might be able to return to Magao, and then find the Japanese army's communication station set up in the forest north of Magao.

The road ahead is still very difficult, Tang Cheng must be cautious, although the ambush in the morning is the victorious side of the ambush, but Tang Cheng has taught the reinforcements a good lesson. No matter how advanced your weapons are, if you negligently enter the enemy's ambush circle, you will definitely suffer a catastrophe. Along the stream to the north, the topography and geology along the road continue to change, and even let Tangcheng they see the caves, if the Japanese army found these caves, maybe these caves are the natural bunkers of the Japanese army.

The dense woods along the roadside and the knee-high weeds also hide a myriad of dangers. The rock dragon that was walking in front stopped again and sent a warning message to the scouts behind him in sign language. Everyone immediately dispersed and hid in the grass, this time Tang Cheng failed to rush to the front, because just as Tang Cheng was about to rush to the front, two Japanese soldiers wearing khaki military uniforms appeared at the bend of the stream in front.

Tang Cheng was frightened and lowered his body and hid in the grass, but the other party didn't seem to notice anything abnormal, just directly flowed across the stream and into the forest to the south. The soldiers who were secretly relieved wanted to get up, but they were stopped by Tang Cheng, and it was not easy to make efforts, and about 30 Japanese soldiers appeared in the same position by the stream. The Japanese soldiers who crossed the river earlier were obviously the top soldiers responsible for exploring the way, and the 30 or so Japanese soldiers who appeared later were the real threat.

Tang Cheng decided to stay put, and he had no interest in following them to see where they went. For Tang Cheng, it seems that the only thing of interest is the Japanese army's communication station in the woods north of Magao. Lying quietly in the grass by the stream, staring at the 30 or so Japanese soldiers who crossed the stream and entered the forest, Tang Cheng ordered a rapid march to get to Guò quickly.

It didn't take long to leave the place just now, Tang Cheng and the others heard a burst of gunfire and explosions in the forest south of the stream, and the scouts all looked at Tang Cheng with itchy hearts, but Tang Cheng just urged everyone to speed up and go north. "Don't be foolish, it's still far from Ledo, and the one who shot just now definitely won't be our own people. If it's not your own people, it can only be the Japanese soldiers you met just now, and the gunshots just now may be the Japanese soldiers clearing the Burmese aboriginal villages in the forest. ”

Tang Cheng was teaching those scouts a lesson, and he had been paying attention to the rock dragon and the dice in front of him almost at the same time when he noticed that a black shadow flashed in the forest mist, and the rock dragon and the dice raised their hands at the same time to warn, and the marching team suddenly stood still. The soldiers scattered and disappeared into the grass again, and the weeds and bushes rubbed against their uniforms made everyone nervous. With the change of Tang Cheng's gestures, the formation that had been dispersed changed again, and the scattered soldiers lined up in a fan-shaped formation in squads, and all the guns were fired.

Dark shadows loomed in the field of vision, behind the trunks, on the canopy, in the grass, and behind the stones. Ambushed! The dice suddenly raised their guns, but before the trigger was pulled, they were blocked by Tang Cheng. According to Tang Cheng's instructions, Tan Fei shouted forward in jerky Burmese, "We are the Chinese army stationed in India, to show your identity, we only kill Japanese soldiers, not Burmese." ”

Everyone did not dare to relax, and they all pointed their guns forward, "If we don't come out again, we will fire." Tan Fei shouted again. The longing figure finally slowly walked out of the forest fog, and everyone was stunned, and everyone with long eyes could see that these people were not Japanese soldiers. Walking out of the bushes and exposing everyone's sight were a dozen dark-skinned men, all of whom were unclothed, but had only a piece of animal skin around their waists, a bamboo tube hanging on one side of their waists, machetes on the other, wooden javelins and bows and arrows in their hands, and their hair had been shaved into a round cover, tied only in a bunch on the top of their heads.

The soldiers who had followed Tang Cheng to get up from the grass all gathered around, and although they all threw their guns to the ground, their fingers were still on the trigger. While they were resting in Ledo, they had already heard from some of the brethren who had escaped from the Savage Mountain that there were wild men living in the Savage Mountain, and they had never seen it before. But looking at the appearance of these people in front of him, it doesn't seem to be the savages that everyone is talking about, at least one of these people still has a watch on his wrist.

Tang Cheng was also a little dizzy, he didn't expect to suddenly meet the Burmese natives in the savage mountains, Tan Fei was still trying to communicate with these people in his jerky Burmese language, but the man with the watch on the other side walked straight to Tang Cheng. "Please save our stockade, the Japanese soldiers you said are attacking our stockade, we only have spears and bows and arrows that can't beat them, you have guns, you can save our stockade." The other party's Chinese is not very fluent, but at least he can clearly express his meaning to Tang Cheng, which is much more practical than Ran Fei's Burmese.

It is nothing to meet a group of Burmese natives living in the savage mountains, but it is surprising to meet a Burmese natives who can speak Chinese, and Tang Cheng has already felt this surprise at this time. "It seems that what I just did was right, the Japanese soldiers we met were going to their stockade, and the specific purpose is not clear, but I see that guy is spitting out, and it is estimated that it is related to things like jadeite and gold mines." Tang Cheng called Hou San and the dice to his side, and squinted at the native man who was talking to him just now without leaving a trace.

"Even if you say it, we won't do anything good anyway, not to mention that this is still a group of Burmese natives." I don't know why, the dice don't have a good impression of these Burmese, if it weren't for Tang Cheng's speculation that there might be jade or gold in the stockade, the dice wouldn't have bothered to look at these Burmese.