The last box with a parachute was thrown out of the cabin, and the transport plane, which had been circling in the air, finally shook its wings at Tang Cheng on the ground, and then converged with the escort fighters and flew away. This is already the second batch of airdrop supplies they have received today, and of course the last batch, because they are going to leave this red land and return to the jungle today.

Under George's command, the scattered soldiers gathered together, and the boxes were carried in groups of four before quickly disappearing to the edge of the woodland. After receiving Mike's order, Tang Cheng was not only ordered to bury the materials for building the airfield on the spot, but also pulled the troops back from the dirt mountain into the forest, and in order to keep the buried materials, Tang Cheng had to make the dirt mountain look like the other wilderness mountain bags.

The soldiers didn't know why they had entered the forest again, and Tang Cheng didn't bother to explain too much to them, only saying that it was an order from the command to return to Ledo. There were no machine guns, no mortars, and the only thing they had in Tang was the Garand, the M1 carbine, and the Bazooka, and beyond that, the Dice and the Rock Dragon, their M1 sniper rifles. Tang Cheng didn't expect to trouble the Japanese army like this, so the route he planned could only move along the edge of the jungle, and when the time came, if he couldn't defeat the Japanese army, he could at least escape into the forest.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see, sooner or later we'll be back here." When the troops went on the road, they kept looking back at the soldiers of the machine gun squad, and Tang Cheng knew that they were still thinking about the two Browning heavy machine guns that had been left on the dirt mountain with the supplies. The soldiers of the machine gun squad approached Tang Cheng and swore that they could carry the heavy machine gun through the forest, but Tang Cheng did not dare to take this risk, and besides, the heavy machine gun was indeed useless in the forest, and it was a waste of manpower for no reason.

After resting on the earth mountain for a few days, the soldiers' spirits looked good, and when they hit the road, the speed of the troops was not much worse than that of the so-called elite of the national army. "Don, are you really going to go to Margao first under the orders of that good command? But Mike said that Ma Gao may have been controlled by the Japanese army, and we have too few people, so I am afraid that we are not the opponent of Ma Gao's Japanese army. George, who was already Tang Cheng's deputy, quickly caught up with Tang Cheng in front of him, and whispered to Tang Cheng to discuss whether this would change the route of travel.

Hearing this, Tang Cheng first raised his head and looked around at a few soldiers on his side, and saw that the soldiers who were hurrying did not pay attention to George's conversation with him, so he turned his head to look at George on his side. "The above just said that we need to open the passage from Ma Gao to Leduo, Ma Gao said that it is not big or small, we just need to stick to Ma Gao's side to give them a way in the forest. As for Ma Gao, I won't go, I already know that Ma Gao has Japanese troops, and I have to go over stupidly, that's not what it is to die. ”

Tang Cheng's answer made George finally put his mind at ease, as long as Tang Cheng already had a clear idea in his heart, he didn't have to worry about this time anymore. A team of more than 300 people dragged out a long column at the edge of the forest, and from the beginning of leaving Tushan, Tang Cheng had already sent scouts with walkie-talkies far away, for fear that he would encounter the Japanese army, Tang Cheng was very cautious, and every step he took seemed cautious. It's not that Tang Cheng is timid, but he has to do this, the weight of the soldiers has exceeded 20 kilograms, once they encounter the Japanese army, I am afraid that it will only be Tang Cheng and them who will suffer.

Thanks to Hou San's faces, the soldiers carrying weapons, ammunition and supplies patiently re-entered the Savage Mountain, not that no one said something strange in private, but they were all dragged to the dark by Hou San and they were beaten with military sticks. Tang Cheng on the mountain turned around and looked back, and there were no traces of people in his sight, and some were just jungles that were still out of sight. The gloomy jungle, the trees that shade the sky, the mud that reaches up to the knees, the snakes and insects that infest the bushes and grasses, the locusts and mosquitoes that numb the scalp, this qiē returned to his life, and Tang Cheng did not know whether he was lucky or unlucky.

This qiē was so familiar, Tang Cheng sighed lightly, the nightmare that had been lingering came back, but he didn't seem to be ready to accept it. There was no need for Hou San and the others to remind them, no one in the queue spoke, everyone was very careful to pay attention to the movements under their feet and around them, they didn't want to be the rations of pythons or locusts and mosquitoes, so everyone was marching in silence.

Bypassing Ma Gao was a dangerous move, and Tang Cheng didn't know if he would encounter the Japanese army, but fortunately, they had already grazed Ma Gao's side and entered the jungle, at least for the time being, they had not encountered the worried Japanese troops. Fearing that he would get too close to Ma Gao, Tang Cheng did not dare to use explosives to mark the jungle, so he had to arrange for dozens of strong soldiers to cut down trees along the road with airdropped axes. In order to leave guidance for the route they had traveled, these soldiers who were selected by Tang Cheng would leave a few trees placed side by side every few tens of meters.

Hou San, who had been walking in front, suddenly stopped and raised his left hand, Hou San stretched out his hand to stop, and the people who followed behind could only stop, and the soldiers who reacted quickly were already holding their guns and ready to shoot at any time. There seemed to be something abnormal in the forest in front, the sound of the wind blowing through the forest was mixed with the sound of Hou San's alarm, the scouts were too far away from Tang City, and now walking in front of the queue was a leading line formed by five sharp soldiers led by Hou San.

Hou San and the others were the second echelon of the whole team, and they didn't give the people behind them too many opportunities to choose, and Hou San, who was standing still, issued sign language again and again, and followed his sharp soldiers to search and advance in a vigilant formation to the forest near the left. The five spikes all walked cautiously, the flat-ended rifles stretched forward as far as they could, and if you looked closely, you could see a thin line hanging from the front of the rifle's flaky crosshairs, and a weight was tied to the end a few centimeters above the ground. This simple but practical device can detect tripping and stumbling in advance or avoid touching enemy alerts, which is one of the jungle tactics taught to them by U.S. military instructors.

The young vanguard at the top of the wedge was very nervous, every nerve in the body was tense, and the veterans knew in their hearts that once they encountered the enemy, the first to die was usually the vanguard, and most of the vanguards were recruits. The forest was so quiet that even the wind had stopped, except for the small clatter of plants scraping against the soldiers' clothes, the sound of hearts pounding, the heavy breathing of myself and my companions, or the occasional bird's cry. These movements, which can be ignored on weekdays, seem somewhat thrilling at this time. Every bush, every canopy, every bush, every corner of the grass, every corner that cannot be seen clearly, seems to hide the muzzle of a gun, a hidden murderous motive.

The young vanguard kept cursing in his heart, cursing the dense jungle, cursing the Japanese soldiers who might be aiming at his head. The trembling vanguard continued to take a step forward, and suddenly there was a crisp click under his feet, and the vanguard whose face immediately turned gray froze. The four spearheads next to him also stopped, "Don't move! The veteran in his right rear immediately crouched down and issued a warning voice in a suppressed voice, "What are you stepping on?" ”

The vanguard who was asked by the veteran turned his head, his eyes were both shocked and desperate, "It seems to be ...... Mine. ”

"Stand there, don't move!" The veteran drew his bayonet and squatted at the feet of the leader of the platoon, and whispered softly, "Don't move, don't move if you want to fucking live." The weeds around the soles of the vanguard boots were carefully cut by the veteran with a bayonet, and after seeing clearly what the vanguard was stepping on, the veteran who was already sweating through his back let out a long breath, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead and scolded, "Fuck, it's a dead branch, and your feet are slowly removed." ”

The half-believing vanguard slowly moved his feet and looked down to see a dead branch that had been broken in two was being pressed by the veteran's bayonet. "I'm sorry...... I was just scared of the numbers. The lucky vanguard was full of apologies, but the "snap" of a gunshot made the smile on his face freeze.

The vanguard who stiffened his body slowly lowered his head with the last of his consciousness, and found that there was still a scorching bullet hole in his chest, and blood was rapidly leaking from the bullet hole. "Concealment - concealment!" Hou Sansan, who had already dodged into a nest of bushes, shouted, "Japanese army-there are Japanese soldiers!" Hou San just didn't make up for the latter sentence, and the others also knew that there were Japanese soldiers here, because most of them were too familiar with the sound of the Japanese army's 38 rifle firing, and there was a bullet hole in the back of the vanguard of the middle 3 just now, which was a penetrating wound caused by a standard Japanese rifle bullet.

Some of the soldiers who heard the gunshots and Hou San's shouts had already pulled the trigger, and although they didn't know where the bullets came from, the dense locust-like bullets had already come out of their disembowels, and even the grenades had been thrown. Dense bullets rained down on tree trunks and leaves, grenades exploded into flames, and everyone was shooting blindly, and before they could tell the exact location of the enemy, these guys who were shooting indiscriminately could not control their feelings and fingers.

"Ceasefire! All ceasefire! Tang Cheng, who was lying behind a tree, shouted to stop, and the enemy hiding in the shadows remained silent after firing a shot, and they couldn't hit the target at all. The gunfire gradually stopped, and there was a dead silence in the forest, the trees that had been blown up by the grenades were crackling and burning, and the smoke was slowly filling the forest, and the visibility was much worse than before. The spearhead was not dead, but was moaning slightly, trying to move his body.

"Don't move, don't fucking move!" The veteran shouted in a suppressed voice from behind a tree trunk. The place where the wounded vanguard soldier was lying was too open, and the Japanese soldiers hiding in the shadows should be aiming at him, and now whoever went up to save him would eat bullets. Hou San in the bushes saw Tang Cheng from a distance, and Tang Cheng's eyes were shining with cold light at this time.