The weather, which had been gloomy, got better, and at noon the sun finally appeared, the sun with a warm hue of flames, not the white sun in the haze. Not long ago, the mountain forest that had just experienced the baptism of war looked very fresh and straight, especially the warm sunlight shining into the forest through the shade of the trees, which can give people a sense of warmth.

But those who had witnessed the tragic bloody entanglement battle in this forest all felt that the mountains and forests were full of ghosts, because they were chasing the rout of the army all the way, so Hirota Swordman and they had already gone far away, and they were far away from the station of their brigade.

It was almost impossible to find a dozen or so of the defeated army in such a forest, and Hirota and his companions had to go into the old forest to search for their fallen comrades, which was a very demoralizing task for the Imperial army, not only tiring but also frustrating everyone in the face of so many fallen comrades.

Many Japanese soldiers were reluctant to go into the mountains and forests to do these things, but if they did not collect the corpses of these imperial soldiers, they would continue to rush into the woods like dogs to find the dozen or so defeated troops. In the face of unknown dangers and exhausting labor, Hirota Swordo was the first to stand up and express his willingness to collect the corpses of the imperial warriors.

In the face of death and exhaustion, Hirota Swordo, who was already tired and about to lie down, of course they chose to collect the corpse, and of course, the work of truly collecting the corpse was not done by themselves. The heavy work of convergence was mainly done by a small number of Chinese laborers, and the rice field squadron captured a large number of Chinese people in the nearby Chinese village to serve as people's husbands, and the job of these people's men was to collect the corpses of those imperial warriors and clean up the battlefield, and the Hirota swordsmen only served as on-site supervisors.

Of course, it could not be that there were Hirota swordsmen and those people of Shina, as well as those ambulances of the rice field squadron, who was responsible for the search and rescue and treatment of the wounded soldiers of the empire. There is a special storage zài among the ambulances of these rice field squadrons, he is the second lieutenant medical officer of the rice field squadron, Suwon Yongsan, according to the configuration of the Japanese army, the ambulances are generally only issued with short guns and grenades, and their combat weapons are the first aid kits on their bodies, but Suwon Yongsan is an outsider, he not only carries a short gun, but also carries a 38 rifle produced by the empire.

Mizuwon Nagayama was a sergeant when he was first transferred to the Inada Squadron, but he received the rank of second lieutenant in three days, as he was said to have tracked down the attacking enemies and killed them all after being ambushed by the Shina Army. After losing all his companions, he ran to the line of fire alone to fight bayonets with the Chinese people, and he once sacrificed his life to rescue his companions in the rain of bullets, such a person would naturally be favored by the military department. It turns out that Suwon Nagayama is not just an ambulance, he is also an imperial warrior who can fight well, and he deserves his current rank.

The officers and men of the Japanese combat units, especially those who had fought bloody battles with the Shina army, had great respect for people like Suwon Nagayama, and not every ambulance soldier had the courage to fight with the Shina army with bayonets. Suwon Yongsan is an outsider, a guy who came out of the military department without thinking of it, and when the entire combat situation has twists and turns, Suwon Yongsan has become a typical example of the empire that the military department killed and propagated.

"Mizuwon-kun is back," shouted the wounded from the top of the slope in the distance, and groups of lightly wounded from the makeshift field hospital poured up together, and began to greet the arrival of the second lieutenant medical officer from a distance. In the battle just now, when the rice field squadron suffered heavy casualties under the strong ambush of the Shina Army, it was Suwon Nagayama, a second lieutenant medical officer, who brought his fellow ambulances to rescue the wounded soldiers from the line of fire, so the wounded soldiers who had been treated wanted to express their gratitude to Suwon Nagayama.

Suwon Yongsan returned with his search and rescue team, and they brought back a few wounded and undead Imperial soldiers, which gave hope to the wounded on the slopes, who always hoped that Second Lieutenant Suwon would bring back his closest companion the next time he returned. "This time it is five, and there are very few wounded who are still alive in the future, and it is estimated that the number of casualties in the squadron this time will exceed 60." When Suwon Nagayama handed over the rescued wounded to the military doctor Hatoyama, he whispered a word.

Mizuhara Nagayama, who was actually only nineteen years old, was so moved by the speech in front of the school that he gave up the opportunity to go on to university and joined the army to conquer more Shina territories as a samurai of the emperor. As an ambulance, he was transported to China on the third day after the Battle of Nanjing, and before that, he had already received another year of military training in his homeland, and he had always used the military skills he learned in training to become a hero in China.

But the war was completely different from what he thought, the battle situation in the Battle of Nanjing made him dare not sleep with his eyes closed for several days in a row, and those who did not want to die were completely different from the propaganda he heard in China. They were very poor without equipment and supplies, but they dared to pay with their lives to pull the warriors of the empire to die together, and many of the same fellow villagers who were sent to the battlefield in Nanjing with Suwon Yongshan died under the city of Nanjing, and Suwon Yongshan was a lucky man.

Mizuwon Nagayama, who was separated from his companions, found a quick stone and sat down, uncovered his leggings and talked about his trouser leg to check his left knee, just now he was tripped over and fell into a dirt pit by some unknown on the battlefield, and found that his left foot could not move, and his knee was in terrible pain. His knees were already red and swollen, probably hitting the stones, and Suwon Yongsan, who was relieved, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, at least he wouldn't be like those unlucky people, who fell on his heels and became a lifelong cripple.

There were not many Japanese soldiers left on the unusually busy battlefield, and most of the troops of the rice field squadron went to pursue the Chinese army that ambushed them, and the Japanese soldiers of the 100 rice field squadron tracked all the way to a valley, but suddenly lost the trace of the ambusher. The Paddy Squadron should not have encountered this ambush, and their original route was not this mountain road at all, if it weren't for the fact that Squadron Leader Inada, who had been killed by the attackers, had to go to the village of Shina in front to find the Flower Girl, they should have walked on another relatively flat and safe road now.

After a careful search, the soldiers of the vanguard found traces left by the attackers, and in a small covered dirt pit, they found several clumps of gauze stained with blood. "It seems that they haven't gone far, it looks like everyone is going to disperse to chase after them." The Japanese captain who temporarily commanded the pursuit of the battle spoke, and what they found out of the pit was standard military first-aid gauze, which was only available in the regular army of China, and the Japanese captain who commanded the pursuit was somewhat eager to find out the rout of these regular Chinese troops and then kill them.

"Found it, we've found it here." A soldier who was piercing the edge of the pit with a bayonet suddenly touched a hard object in the soil, and with a loud cry, he crouched down and dug through the layer of earth with the bayonet in his hand. The Japanese captain who commanded the pursuit also surrounded him when he heard the sound, and the more traces of the enemy were found, the more favorable it would be for their pursuit. "Nani?" The Japanese soldier who was squatting on the ground and digging a pit suddenly froze, holding a black and smoking object in his hand.

"Be careful, disperse." The soldiers who were watching the excitement shouted and began to scatter and pounce, only the Japanese soldier who was squatting and digging the pit was still staring at the green smoke rising from his hands in a daze. There was a loud "boom", and a fireball suddenly rose from this place where many Japanese soldiers had gathered just now, and the earth, smoke and dust splashed with the explosion covered an area at least half the size of a movie theater. The Japanese soldiers who had not participated in the onlookers were so shocked that they fell to the ground on the spot, and then all kinds of gun parts and rubble and wood that were blown off by the explosion were smashed down like raindrops.

The original flat ground was gone, a large crater had been blown out there, the captain who commanded the pursuit was gone, and many soldiers were gone. There were exclamations and screams of Japanese soldiers everywhere, those Japanese soldiers who were lying on the ground holding their heads and waiting for the last batch of falling objects, and after all the severed limbs and stumps fell, the smoke of the explosion spread and slowly engulfed them. The rest of the Japanese soldiers trembled in dizziness one by one, and the six gods wailed in disdain, and they did not know what was really happening.

"What's the matter, I'll just say that this trick is good, these little devils haven't obediently entered our trap, if you go to find the little devils like you, no matter how many people we have, we won't have enough people to stuff their teeth, so we have to cut the meat with a knife, shave off their flesh one by one, and finally clean up their wounded soldiers." When there was a big explosion on the slope of the valley, three men were lying in the bushes not far from the pursuers, looking this way, and through the binoculars in their hands, they knew the situation of the pursuers very well.

"Tell the brothers to go down and fight the water dogs, it is estimated that so many explosives and black powder have exploded, and these guys have already been shocked into deaf and stupid." Tang Cheng, who was biting a straw pole in his mouth, changed his posture to face the sky, and the sunspot lying beside him put his finger into his mouth and blew a whistle, and more than 20 soldiers wearing national army uniforms came out of the grass in the distance, and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers who were lying or lying on their stomachs according to the gestures of the sunspot.

"Uncle Liu, have you seen it? We ambushed a small Japanese army today, and killed at least 50 of them with almost all the ammunition, you have to watch carefully, I will avenge you. Tang Cheng, who was lying on his back, had words in his mouth, and his injuries that had not yet healed did not allow him to participate in the battle, but there was no problem in commanding the battle.