Every year in May, it starts to rain endlessly in Yeren Mountain, and it doesn't stop until October.

Going into the mountain at this time is much better than the first time. It is dry in Yeren Mountain in February. Although the weather is still cold, there is no heavy rain. After almost four months of rest, the forest environment has changed.

In this way, the humidity was completely replaced by a dry and cold climate.

The grass and woods are not as slumped as before. The grass is growing like crazy and the leaves are very green. The small swamps that used to be everywhere are no longer visible, and the air is mixed with the feeling of a forest.

plant flavor.

For the earliest part of the way, the supply company of the 22nd Division was still following. One day later, when they reached a deeper place, the route of the small detachment gradually deviated from the main force. In the afternoon of the next day, it completely separated from the 22nd Division.

Began marching alone.

Zhao Bankuo rearranged the team and walked in the front. Ruan Ling asked her to walk in the middle. Old J volunteered to act as a flanker, and the others were in the middle and rear of the team to take care of them. The eight people formed a small defense team.

The shape moves forward.

Xiao Dao Zi was still at the forefront. His pathfinding ability was not weakened due to his physical injuries, but instead became more accurate and cautious. From time to time, warning birds chirped from the trees. Thanks to his warning, the group of people left smoothly.

I didn't encounter any major dangers throughout the whole day.

The road was full of traces of the aftermath of the war, with broken trees, tangled grass, and ruins everywhere. Although the route they took had been calculated in advance, after two days, they kept encountering Japanese soldiers stationed at Yeren Mountain.

A small defensive position. There are no large military camp facilities there, just some extremely small bunkers. They are piled in two or three piles of wood or soil. They can only hold one or two people inside. The Japanese use this to block them.

Attack, the effect can be imagined.

Every time he saw a place like this, Zhao Bankuo would be shocked. He felt very complicated, including joy, fear and luck. Seeing those rotting corpses of Japanese soldiers covered with maggots, he sighed in his heart, they left their country alone

It's really not worth it to come all the way to die, and end up with the eternal infamy of being an invader.

When passing through such a place, they would set fire to the corpses, not out of pity for them, but to prevent the plague. The follow-up troops would probably pass through here, and since they encountered them, they could make some contribution to the war of resistance. It was a big war.

They have no role to participate, but they can still do small things like this.

Just walking around like this, two days passed. Looking at the map, they had slowly approached the poisonous forest from the first mission. Based on the experience of being attacked last time, they all wore thick protective gloves.

Zhao Bankuo and Ruan Ling also restricted the route to the edge of the forest. The military doctor also collected a lot of detoxifying herbs in advance. After preparations were made, their march became relatively safe. Two days later, the area was almost

They bypassed the old forest where they all died.

At this time, the military doctor's mood became better. The old man had almost no good face since he came in. Zhao Bankuo knew that he had something in mind, so he ignored him. Now on the fifth day, the team had no

When something big happens, he will naturally become less resistant.

The performance of the others was also very good. The perfect equipment support made them feel that this journey was extremely easy. After a few days, the "bandits" and Lao Diao were able to skillfully cooperate with the bird's song of the knife to do the warning work.

Zhao Bankuo

He was very relieved, but he also understood that this kind of calm was only temporary. Nothing was wrong here, just because they had been swept away by the expeditionary force. After walking for two more days and approaching the Japanese defense line between Mengguan and Varuban, they would have a peaceful life.

That's the end.

In the afternoon, the sky was not as oppressive as before, and the light turned into a strange bright color. Zhao Bankuo measured the direction with a compass and spread out the map with one hand to measure the distance. The map Ruan Ling gave him was very good and marked

All the Japanese garrison positions were bypassed by them, and the small defensive positions they encountered earlier were no longer in place.

From the map, Zhao Bankuo saw that in another day and a half, they would be close to the defense line. When they got there, what awaited them was the true face of the Burmese counterattack.

"Tat-tat-tat!" Three gunshots suddenly came from not far away. A group of people were shocked and immediately picked up their guns. Zhao Bankuo quickly put away the map and waved to the team members on both sides.

In order to signal them to be on guard, he lowered his body and moved forward.

As Zhao Bankuo moved slowly, he sent a message to Xiao Daozi using bird songs to ask what was going on. Xiao Daozi was always on the tree, so he should be very clear about what happened ahead, but the strange thing is that Zhao Bankuo didn't even

He called twice, but no sound came back from the tree, and he suddenly felt worried.

He had complete faith in Xiaodaozi's skill, but after walking in Savage Mountain, he also believed that any accident could happen, not to mention that they were already close to the Japanese defense line.

Zhao Bankuo did not move forward. He slowly leaned against a big tree and pricked up his ears to listen for the sound. The team members responsible for covering him also followed. The "bandit" held a Browning light machine gun and asked: "Captain"

,What’s the situation? Are there any Japs?”

Zhao Bankuo heard that the "bandit"'s words sounded like he wanted to fight, so he turned around and cursed: "Shut up and stay hidden."

The "bandit" curled his lips and retracted his head. Zhao Bankuo looked forward again. The big trees in the distance were thick and straight, and the surroundings were covered with wildly growing grass. For a while, nothing could be seen. After a while,

There was another continuous burst of gunfire from another place, and this time he heard it very clearly. It was the sound of a Thompson submachine gun.

After the gunshot, the woods shook for a while, and then became quiet again. Zhao Bankuo was a little confused. If it was one of his own, why would he discharge the gun without showing his head?

Just when he didn't know what to do, the sound of a knife suddenly came from above his head: "Captain, it seems he is one of our own, I will try to shoot him twice."

Knowing that Xiao Daozi was fine, Zhao Bankuo felt relieved, then shook his head and said: "No, you are too tall and can be easily exposed, let me do it."

As he spoke, he picked up his submachine gun and fired a three-shot burst into the drifting woods. As soon as he finished firing, before the white smoke on the barrel dissipated, he heard a cry from there: "Damn it, it's one of our own."

, don’t fucking shoot.”

Following the shouting, Zhao Bankuo saw three black and round heads popping up behind a tree trunk more than 20 meters away from him. He smiled when he saw it. Those were the US military's M1 helmets. They should be real

One of our own.

At this time, Little Daozi also called out from the tree: "Which section are you from?"

"The leading soldier company of the 368th Regiment of the 22nd Division." someone in the distance replied. Following a commotion in the woods, three people ran over while talking.

As soon as he ran up to us, an expeditionary soldier with the rank of sergeant said: "What's going on? You don't know that our army

The password in it? Damn it, I wasted three bullets."

Only then did Zhao Bankuo and the others understand what was going on with the series of gunshots just now, and they felt a little embarrassed. They had heard from the soldiers of the transport company that when they meet someone in Savage Mountain, it is best to fire three bursts to identify them.

Because the Japanese soldiers are all Sanba Gai, without their continuous weapons, it is easy to distinguish whether they are our own people. However, their mission is not to fight, and they did not encounter any fellow expeditionary forces along the way.

, I forgot about this incident, but now that I mention it, I come back to it.

Others also gathered around. Xiaodaozi jumped down from the tree, grabbed the sergeant's arm and said, "How did you end up like this?"

The image of these three brothers can almost be described as beggars. The military uniforms were black and gray with sweat, mud and water stains, like a map, and the helmets actually had many large and small holes. One brother even had only one helmet left.

The lower half is turned upside down like a gourd and ladle, a few holes are punched in, a rope is threaded through it, and tied under the neck.

The pants were almost turned into strips, the military boots were still there, but the toes were exposed, the leggings turned into bandages for wounds, tied on the arms or chest, and there were streaks of black and red blood on his face. The military doctor was shocked.

, walked over directly, pushed them to the ground, and checked them one by one, only to find that none of the blood was their own.

Compared with them, Zhao Bankuo and his gang were as clean as the little daughters-in-law who returned to their parents' homes, but they felt that they were helpless. Zhao Bankuo felt very embarrassed, so he called the military doctor to take a good look at their injuries, and then treated them himself.

I took out the military rations I had brought and handed them to them.

However, these three people did not accept the food. Instead, they looked at the gun in Zhao Bankuo's hand and were stunned for a long time. Later, the sergeant said: "Sir, can you help me? There is a Japanese bunker in front of us. How about our brother?"

We fought for two days, and half of the squad was able to kill three of them, but we haven't killed them yet. We have basically run out of bullets. If we don't pull out this nail, the follow-up troops will definitely suffer heavy losses."

Before Zhao Bankuo could express his stance, the "bandit" came over and said, "Brother, you are too polite to say anything. Just tell me what you want. Don't worry about this. After you finish eating, I will help you kill all those Japs."

Already."

Lao Diao also called out, clamoring to go. Zhao Bankuo was also a little excited and was about to agree, but Lao J on the side held him down and said: "Captain Zhao, we are not here to fight.

"

Zhao Bankuo raised his head and saw Old J's brows furrowed. He couldn't say what he said immediately. He looked at the other team members. The military doctor was busy treating the injuries and didn't look excited at all. Wang Sixiang couldn't see any emotion.

He turned and looked at the other side. Xiao Daozi waved his hand and said, why are we here if we can't fight? Why not fight if we can fight?!

Ruan Ling was the only one who looked at him, which made him slightly stunned and immediately looked away. He couldn't tell whether Ruan Ling was expecting or warning, he wasn't sure.

He immediately understood that he had encountered a difficulty. According to the bloody nature of soldiers, he should pick up the gun without saying a word, but Old J's reminder was not unreasonable. The warning of the Chief of Staff also came to mind.

Come on, the mission comes first, everything else comes second. Nothing should come before the mission.
Chapter completed!