Chapter 149 The Little Captain’s Wishful Thinking

　　Jise Mochuan, the captain of the squadron, stopped his command knife in time, preventing it from severing the hand of the Japanese soldier.

　　A palm, covered in dust and dirt, protruded abruptly from the soil, like an evil spirit returning to the world from hell. A dozen Japanese soldiers, armed with weapons, surrounded Captain Jise Mochuan.

　　They also retreated a couple of steps in fear, staring intently at the hand emerging from the dirt.

　　Soon, another hand reached out, stretching towards the sky as if trying to grab something. Then, with both hands supporting himself on the ground, the head of a Japanese soldier emerged from the soil.

　　Sergeant Tokugawa Toshihiko, covered in dust, crawled out of the dirt, coughing incessantly and patting off the dirt.

　　He looked around blankly, “Has the bombing ended?” He had been stunned by the artillery shells and then buried in the dirt. The fact that he was able to wake up at this moment was a testament to his good fortune.

　　Sergeant Luk Qian Yushu recognized him; the two Japanese soldiers were in the same squad. He quickly went up and pulled him over.

　　In reality, not many Japanese soldiers could hear Captain Jise Mochuan's voice, but despite this, one Japanese soldier after another stood up.

　　These Japanese soldiers had not heard the sound of exploding shells, nor felt the ground shaking, and knew that the bombing had ended, so they got up.

　　After getting up, although they could not clearly hear Captain Jise Mochuan's voice, they saw that many Japanese soldiers had already gathered around him.

　　These Japanese soldiers sluggishly gathered around Captain Jise Mochuan. Seeing that about fifty Japanese soldiers had gathered, Captain Jise Mochuan was somewhat disappointed: the damage caused by this artillery bombardment seemed to be greater than expected.

　　Nevertheless, he still ordered: “Check around to see if there are any more wounded!” Rescuing the wounded was the first thing he thought of doing, because less than twenty meters away from them, a Japanese soldier was groaning in pain.

　　There were wounded, quite a few wounded on the battlefield at this moment, but the ears of these Japanese soldiers had not yet recovered from two hours of artillery bombardment, and they could not hear the groans and cries for help of the wounded Japanese soldiers.

　　They could only rely on their eyes to see. They could only go over and help those Japanese soldiers who were still struggling, and gather these wounded together.

　　Captain Jise Mochuan's organized rescue of the wounded was interrupted in less than ten minutes by the soldiers of the Second Regiment who had just rushed up.

　　Regiment Commander Liu led five companies of soldiers into the area where the Japanese soldiers were lurking, first arranging for two companies to guard the high ground, and then ordering the remaining three companies to charge down.

　　Company Commander Shi Junxia led his troops to guard the top of the mountain, watching the area below that should have been bushes and trees, which was now all dirt.

　　Many tree trunks had been blown apart, and the broken tree trunks were like torn jerky, half lying on the ground and half still connected to the tree stump.

　　Those scattered Japanese soldiers, struggling to walk and still rescuing the wounded, were exposed without any cover.

　　Faced with this situation, Company Commander Shi did not hesitate at all and ordered to fire without saying a word.

　　Their task today was to guard the high ground and not charge down, but this did not prevent the entire company from striking at the Japanese soldiers.

　　All six heavy machine guns and more than a dozen light machine guns of the entire company fired at the same time. The soldiers' rifles also aimed at the Japanese soldiers below and fired.

　　The intense machine gun fire immediately awakened the Japanese soldiers who had just been spared by the artillery bombardment: Captain Jise Mochuan heard the sound of gunfire.

　　He immediately ordered, "Lie down! Counterattack!" This was his conditioned reflex, and he issued the order without thinking at all.

　　After lying down, he began to regret it. After the artillery bombardment ended, he should have seized the high ground as soon as possible, instead of rescuing the wounded.

　　It was useless to regret now, and then he began to think about facing reality. At this time, the Japanese soldiers were sluggish and not suitable for combat at all. Letting them counterattack was not sending them to their deaths?

　　Captain Jise Mochuan loudly ordered: "Retreat! Retreat!" They only had so few Japanese soldiers, and it was impossible for them to attack the top of the mountain.

　　Now Captain Jise Mochuan no longer thought about rescuing the wounded. He only wanted to evacuate this sad place as soon as possible. The fifty or so Japanese soldiers who had just been assembled all lay prostrate on the ground at the same time as the special forces soldiers on the top of the mountain opened fire.

　　These Japanese soldiers who were able to survive two hours of artillery bombardment all had their own methods, whether it was luck or military skill.

　　Even so, they still lost more than a dozen Japanese soldiers. These Japanese soldiers fell to the ground after being injured, groaning loudly and begging Captain Jise Mochuan to save them.

　　Sergeant Tokugawa Toshihiko, who had just crawled out of the dirt, reacted quickly at this time. After hearing the captain's order, he immediately crawled to the left.

　　The strafing from the top of the mountain was too dense. He dared not stand up, so he could only crawl forward quickly. All the Japanese soldiers of Captain Jise Mochuan who could still move followed suit and followed behind him.

　　Captain Ishifuku Masaya of the Second Battalion of the Second Infantry Regiment did not follow closely beside Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo like Captain Tasokoro Naoki.

　　Therefore, his battalion did not receive the order to turn to the left, and the entire battalion suffered bitterly in the artillery bombardment.

　　After finally waiting for the artillery bombardment to end, the Japanese soldiers under his command had not yet assembled when they encountered the impact of the special forces infantry.

　　Faced with this situation, what else could he do? Captain Ishifuku Masaya ordered the surviving Japanese soldiers to snipe on the spot while quickly retreating with a few Japanese soldiers.

　　He no longer cared about what was behind him. They only wanted to leave this place, to leave this place where thousands of his Japanese soldiers had died.

　　Regiment Commander Shangguan Zhiwen led eight companies to launch an assault on the Japanese soldiers from north to south. This infantry regiment of Japanese soldiers originally wanted to attack the special forces defense line by surprise.

　　They themselves had not established a defense line. All the Japanese soldiers were hiding on the hillside. Now, they were attacked by the special forces from the north and south. Those Japanese soldiers who were still alive could not care about anything and ran away.

　　During the two hours they were being bombed, Regiment Commander Shangguan Zhiwen was organizing his troops to occupy various intersections and high points, with only one goal: to prevent any Japanese soldiers from escaping.

　　Captain Kimura Yoki had not yet escaped the area of the artillery bombardment when the road was blocked by machine guns from the hillside.

　　The road they were now walking on had been bombed by artillery shells. The First Company of the 15th Regiment on the hillside was unwilling to risk being bombed and go down the mountain to deploy directional mines during the artillery bombardment just now.

　　At this time, they used heavy machine guns to block the road on the hillside. At the same time, Company Commander Jing Chengxuan also led his soldiers to directly launch an assault on the Japanese soldiers.

　　This made the Japanese soldiers of Captain Kimura Yoki's battalion very sad. They had survived two hours of artillery bombardment, but although they were still alive, they were almost dead.

　　Lying prostrate on the ground, constantly feeling the ground vibrating like waves, although there were no wounds, the internal organs were still shaken.

　　These Japanese soldiers insisted on escaping, but they did not expect that this special forces team would not only strafe with machine guns, but also actively rush down to engage them in close combat.

　　In this situation, the Japanese soldiers of Captain Kimura Yoki's battalion had to rush up if they wanted to pass through here.

　　After the artillery bombardment ended, Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo immediately ordered the Japanese soldiers to check the situation. The communication soldier he sent out had not yet returned when he saw many special forces soldiers launching an attack on all areas of the Second Infantry Regiment from the north and south.

　　The sound of artillery bombardment stopped, and the dense sound of gunfire rang out again. Seeing this situation, Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo did not wait for a second and immediately ordered: "Retreat! Retreat!"

　　He had already seen the danger and wanted to retreat immediately. Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo's instinct for running away was very accurate. There were more than two hundred Japanese soldiers in his team. After receiving the order, they immediately fled towards the watershed.

　　Behind them, Captain Hyakutai Yuma of the Third Battalion, who had received the news, also followed with more than one hundred Japanese soldiers. There were also some Japanese soldiers who could not find a way to retreat and were running around blindly. Captain Hyakutai Yuma took them in and followed.

　　These Japanese soldiers fled less than two kilometers from Chenjiashan, and the dense sound of gunfire could no longer be heard across the two mountains.

　　Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo had not been in such a hurry to escape like he was today for a long time. At this time, he was already panting and unable to move.

　　He supported his body and ordered in a low voice: "Everyone rest for fifteen minutes!" He felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

　　It was beating too violently. Although these Japanese soldiers had only run two kilometers, they had fled all the way like stray dogs, in fear and trepidation. Each of them was exhausted.

　　When the regimental commander ordered a fifteen-minute break, all the Japanese soldiers who were following them relaxed and sat down on the spot.

　　At this time, Captain Hyakutai Yuma, who had been chasing behind them, caught up with the Japanese soldiers he had gathered, about two hundred of them.

　　Looking at the two teams merging together, there were only about four hundred Japanese soldiers. Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo did not know whether to be happy or sad. When he led the team along this road last night, there were a full five thousand Japanese soldiers.

　　Now, not even one-tenth of the Japanese soldiers were left! Thinking of this, he suddenly thought: Branch Captain Hata ordered the First Infantry Regiment to break up into smaller units and go behind the special forces to destroy their artillery positions.

　　Today, the special forces' heavy artillery had been firing non-stop. Why had no Japanese soldiers gone to destroy them?

　　This time, he had really wronged the Japanese soldiers of the First Infantry Regiment: they had been hunted down all the way by the special forces reconnaissance platoon last night. There were not many small units that had been lucky enough not to be found.

　　In the morning, several more small units tried to come over and join the Japanese soldiers of the Second Infantry Regiment, but they were all wiped out.

　　But in the end, there were still two small units that really penetrated behind the special forces' Second Regiment defense line. They began to take action when the heavy artillery of the Second Regiment began to bombard the Japanese soldiers.

　　Squad Leader Kagey Koshi, who was originally a hunter in the countryside of Kumamoto, was very familiar with the mountains and forests. Although the mountains here were different from his hometown, he still used his hunter's instinct to lead his entire squad of Japanese soldiers to carefully penetrate the Second Regiment's defense line.

　　At night, he knew clearly: hunters in the mountains should make a fire to prevent wild animals from approaching. Their squad of thirteen Japanese soldiers did not need this.

　　Not only was his squad like this, but the Nakamura Daigo squad, which was acting together with his squad, was also like this.

　　The two squads had now combined into one and found a leeward place in the mountains and forests, resting against the stone wall for the night.

　　In the morning, they were walking on the mountain road, discussing which direction to go when the bombardment of the heavy artillery Second Regiment began.

　　The place where the artillery fire was sounded was their target: the Japanese soldiers of the two squads immediately rushed towards the target.

　　From their position, they only needed to walk two mountains and pass a few turns to clearly hear the rumbling sound of the artillery shells being fired.

　　Sergeant Tanaka Ryota pointed to the artillery shells passing overhead and said, "Their artillery position is behind this mountain."

　　Sergeant Oda Kazuki said excitedly, "We've finally found them! We just need to rush in and blow up those cannons."

　　"Blow up those cannons and kill those artillery soldiers to avenge the Japanese soldiers who died yesterday." Squad Leader Nakamura Daigo still remembered the artillery bombardment they had suffered yesterday morning.

　　Thinking of the scene yesterday, he still looked at the artillery shells flying overhead with lingering fear and asked with some doubt: "They've been firing for so long, who are they bombing?"

　　When these Japanese soldiers set off, the Second Infantry Regiment had not yet planned to move out. They did not know that another infantry regiment was suffering.

　　"Could it be the Fourth Battalion?" The Fourth Battalion was the last team of the First Infantry Regiment that had not been subjected to artillery bombardment.

　　The Japanese soldiers of the two squads believed that the Fourth Battalion of their infantry regiment had been discovered by the National Army and was suffering a fierce artillery bombardment.

　　Thinking of this, Squad Leader Kagey Koshi became anxious: "We'll go ahead and take a look right away."

　　The problem they were facing now was whether to cross this mountain or directly rush out quietly along the small road.

　　Squad Leader Nakamura Daigo suggested: "We came from the mountains and haven't seen a single person. This shows that there are no people in these places at all.

　　The National Army will not be prepared for this road. We'll sneak over quietly along the small road. After seeing the situation clearly, we'll make the next plan."

　　What he said made sense. The Japanese soldiers of the two squads had not even seen the National Army's artillery position yet. They could not formulate a plan on how to destroy it.

　　With the Kagey Koshi squad in the front and the Nakamura Daigo squad in the rear, the two teams of Japanese soldiers lightened their steps and cautiously sneaked towards the mountain pass ahead.

　　Ren Ce, the tenth company commander, who was ambushing on the top of the mountain, watched a team of twenty-six Japanese soldiers sneaking towards his defense line and ordered in a low voice: "Let the first platoon leader use the directional mines."

　　The ninth and tenth companies of the 15th Regiment were responsible for protecting the heavy artillery position. Although the sixth, seventh, and eighth companies that operated the heavy artillery were also infantry companies, they still needed protection.

　　The ninth and tenth companies had not seen a single Japanese soldier in the past few days. Now that they saw Japanese soldiers coming, the soldiers' mood can be imagined.

　　Company Commander Ren did not want to let any Japanese soldiers go, so he sent someone to deliver an order to Platoon Leader Jiang Wei: use the directional mines.

　　In the current situation, the directional mines could be deployed again soon after they were used, which was not difficult at all.

　　At this time, Platoon Leader Jiang was concentrating on staring at the team of Japanese soldiers who were quietly approaching, watching the Japanese soldiers slowly enter his ambush circle one by one.

　　He made a slight gesture, and Wu Yong immediately detonated the directional mines. As soon as the rumbling explosion sounded, the soldiers of the first platoon had already rushed out.

　　Squad Leader Kagey Koshi was a hunter, and he liked to walk in the front of the team to lead the way. Since yesterday afternoon, he had been leading the way.

　　The squad leader who was walking at the very front was blown up head-on by the directional mines and died without even having time to react.

　　This time, he had gone from a hunter to a prey of the first platoon. The Japanese soldiers Tanaka Ryota and Oda Kazuki who were following behind him also did not escape.

　　The thirteen Japanese soldiers behind Squad Leader Kagey Koshi, starting with Squad Leader Nakamura Daigo, also did not escape this explosion.

　　Sergeant Ito Ayumu was hit by three or four iron pellets shot out by the bomb, but he could still escape. At this time, he saw the special forces soldiers rushing out.

　　He was so frightened that he turned around and ran away, no longer caring about the several wounds on his chest. However, just as he took two steps, he was hugged by the leg by Rokkaku Yuto: "Ito-kun! Save me!"

　　Sergeant Rokkaku Yuto did not know where he was injured. He fell to the ground, with a pool of blood under his body. At this time, his ability to hug Ito Ayumu's leg was like a drowning person grabbing a straw, unwilling to give up even in death.

　　Watching the special forces soldiers rushing closer and closer, Ito Ayumu was so anxious that he could no longer bear it. The gun in his hand stabbed wildly at Rokkaku Yuto, who was hugging his leg.

　　What he did not expect was that Rokkaku Yuto was clearly already dead, but his hand was still tightly holding his leg.

　　This made Ito Ayumu, who was already injured, unable to run at all. He watched in despair as a soldier rushed up and stabbed him with a gun.

　　Sergeant Ito Ayumu, with his rifle in hand, shouted at Rokkaku Yuto's body: "You killed me! I won't let you go even if I become a ghost."

　　He no longer had the mind to parry, and just watched as the shining bayonet pierced his chest. It was completely pressure-free for the first platoon of fifty people to deal with the twenty or so Japanese soldiers who had already been blown up.

　　They quickly killed these twenty-six Japanese soldiers and cleaned up the battlefield. According to Company Commander Ren's order, they dragged these Japanese soldiers to a hidden place and dug a pit to bury them.

　　These were the two Japanese infantry squads closest to the heavy artillery Second Regiment. Of course, Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo of the Second Infantry Regiment did not know all of this.

　　The four hundred or so Japanese soldiers he was leading were resting under the surveillance of the reconnaissance platoon of the Second Regiment's First Company. Zhong Youcai watched the Japanese soldiers resting just outside his ambush circle.

　　After resting for a few minutes, those Japanese soldiers had already begun to take out cigarettes to refresh themselves. They did not know that it was these cigarettes that had exposed their whereabouts last night, leading to the destruction of the entire regiment.

　　Zhong Youcai said in a low voice: "Smoke! Smoke! After you finish smoking, go and meet the ghosts early!" Li Youde said in a low voice on the side: "Are you anxious! What are you anxious about? They will be dead soon."

　　Seeing that the Japanese soldiers had reached the edge of the trap but stopped to rest, which of the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon was not anxious! Even Li Youde, who was speaking, was anxious in his heart.

　　Platoon Leader Jing turned his head and glared at the two of them, making a gesture of silence. Although there was still some distance between here and the place where the Japanese soldiers were resting, it was still necessary to keep quiet.

　　The fifty soldiers of the first platoon just watched the Japanese soldiers perform silently in the distance, watching them spend their last ten minutes.

　　These Japanese soldiers were indeed very patient. Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo originally only wanted to rest for fifteen minutes, but after resting for fifteen minutes, he felt that he still did not have any strength.

　　He ordered to rest for another fifteen minutes. After this rest, he was very clear: now he should set off no matter what.

　　If they did not leave, he was afraid that something unexpected would happen if they stayed for a long time! This time, the thirty or so Japanese soldiers brought back by Captain Tasokoro Naoki of the First Battalion were still leading the way.

　　The Japanese soldiers of the Takahashi Ryo regimental headquarters walked in the middle, and finally, the two hundred or so Japanese soldiers brought by Captain Hyakutai Yuma.

　　Although their team was divided into three groups, in fact, these Japanese soldiers were marching close together. They all wanted to escape back to Liujiashan as soon as possible. Only when they returned to the branch headquarters would these Japanese soldiers feel safe.

　　The reconnaissance platoon, which had already buried the directional mines, just watched the Japanese soldiers perform at the edge of the trap for thirty minutes before waiting for them to take the initiative to set off and step into the trap.

　　When the last Japanese soldier walked into the trap, Platoon Leader Jing cut his hand down: "Detonate!"

　　A rumbling explosion sounded, and one Japanese soldier after another was blown down. Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo, who was suddenly attacked, immediately ordered: "Run! Run out of the mountains!"

　　Captain Tasokoro Naoki, who was leading the way at the very front, had already fallen into a pool of blood at this time. The two fools in his squadron were still alive.

　　Even the more than one hundred Japanese soldiers of the Takahashi Ryo regimental headquarters in the middle of the team had fallen to the ground. The two fools were actually fine, which also had to be said that the two Japanese soldiers were lucky.

　　These Japanese soldiers had just regained some energy and had only walked less than five hundred meters when they were blown up head-on. All their energy was suddenly lost, and hearing Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo's order, they immediately carried it out mechanically.

　　The Japanese soldiers of the Hyakutai Yuma battalion at the rear of the team also heard the regimental commander's order at this time, but they could no longer escape.

　　The soldiers of the first platoon who rushed out of the jungle had already blocked them. Captain Hyakutai Yuma saw that there were only dozens of special forces soldiers rushing out.

　　The heart that had already sunk to the bottom of the valley came alive again: the other side only had dozens of soldiers, and he also had dozens of Japanese soldiers, so he could still fight.

　　If the regimental commander and the others could turn around and join the attack, launching a two-sided attack, they could also kill this National Army team.

　　With this idea, Captain Hyakutai Yuma excitedly ordered: "Kill!" He shouted loudly on purpose, wanting to attract the attention of the regimental commander.

　　Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo did hear his order and even turned his head to look. But he only glanced at it and then never looked back.

　　The fact that the Hyakutai Yuma battalion could hold back the attacking National Army made Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo very pleased, but he would not turn back to besiege the National Army.

　　Just kidding: In this situation, of the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best strategy, otherwise, he was afraid that he would not know how the word "death" was written.

　　Somewhat disappointed, Captain Hyakutai Yuma could only focus on the present. His best combat plan had been shattered. But it had not affected his confidence, but when he saw the situation on the battlefield.

　　All his confidence disappeared. The soldiers who had just rushed down from the hillside were like tigers descending the mountain, rushing into his team.

　　The Japanese soldiers under his command were unable to parry for even one round. What was going on?

　　Sergeant Shiina Taichi had been bombed by artillery shells for two hours this morning and had been lucky enough to survive. He had escaped here all the way with Captain Hyakutai Yuma.

　　He had also been lucky enough not to be injured in the explosion just now. When he saw the National Army soldiers rushing out, he had already prepared for close combat.

　　He stabbed the National Army soldier who was rushing up with a spear, and the other side also parried in a proper manner, but the other side's strength was particularly great, and he smashed Shiina Taichi's rifle in one fell swoop.

　　This made Shiina Taichi feel as if a five-year-old child was competing with an adult, using force to break through all methods. Why was the other side's strength so great?

　　This question was not only asked by Shiina Taichi, but also by Sergeant Yanagita Thirteen, who had just failed to parry.

　　He could clearly parry this shot from the other side, but just as he raised his gun, the other side's bayonet stabbed over.

　　The two sides' rifles collided together, and Yanagita Thirteen felt a great force撞撞, and his arm was soft and weak, and he was stabbed in one fell swoop.

　　In fact, these Japanese soldiers had marched all night, and had not had time to rest. They had been bombed by artillery fire for two hours, and then escaped nervously. Their bodies were already exhausted. They had not fallen down yet, but were supported by the desire to survive.

　　Now that they encountered a time when they really needed to exert their strength, they immediately showed their true colors. These Japanese soldiers were unable to carry out close combat at all.

　　This was why Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo did not dare to turn around and attack. Yanagita Thirteen was dead, and Shiina Taichi was also dead.

　　The Japanese soldiers of the entire Hyakutai Yuma battalion were dead. Captain Hyakutai Yuma did not expect that he had run so hard, but he still had to die. When the aggrieved Captain Hyakutai Yuma raised his command knife and rushed towards Platoon Leader Jing.

　　Li Youde gave a shot from the side, directly stabbing the Japanese captain to death without spending any effort.

　　Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo, who had escaped, and his team only had fifty or sixty Japanese soldiers left, and they had already turned over the mountain and could not be seen at all.

　　First Platoon Leader Jing Liquan was not in a hurry, nor did he order to pursue. Li Youde could not help but ask: "Platoon Leader! The Japanese soldiers have run away, should we chase them?"

　　Jing Liquan said with a smile: "It's too late, Platoon Leader Jiang and the others are behind, waiting for them. These Japanese soldiers can't run away."

　　So that's how it is! Platoon Leader Jing had already known that there were teams guarding behind, and these Japanese soldiers could not escape at all.

　　This was only one reason. Another reason was that their reconnaissance platoon had just attacked a large number of Japanese soldiers, a full four hundred.

　　Although so many Japanese soldiers were already frightened birds, if they really wanted to launch a desperate counterattack, the first platoon would definitely suffer a lot of casualties.

　　Now, only blocking the rear team of the Japanese soldiers and letting go of their front team, they could wipe out all the Japanese soldiers they had blocked and protect themselves.

　　Doing what they could and fighting a sure battle. Platoon Leader Jing ordered the soldiers to clean up the battlefield.

　　There were too many weapons here, with a full three hundred Japanese soldiers' bodies lying here.

　　Although not every Japanese soldier carried a weapon, they also seized more than two hundred guns.

　　This position was no longer suitable for use as an ambush point. Platoon Leader Jing led his team closer to the battlefield.

　　At this time, Jiang Gaotan, the third company reconnaissance platoon leader, had already begun to thank him: "Thank you, Lao Jing, for letting a few dozen Japanese soldiers come over."

　　Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo, who had escaped from the explosion again, ran wildly with this team of Japanese soldiers for more than a thousand meters. Although he was already exhausted, he still dared not stop.

　　The scene just now had frightened him: watching the Japanese soldiers suddenly fall down like wooden stakes at the same time. After falling down, the Japanese soldiers were howling and their appearance was too frightening.

　　Just when Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo was still thinking about whether to stop and rest again, a booming explosion sounded again.

　　He was so frightened that he fell to the ground. At the same time, there were shouts of killing, and National Army soldiers appeared in the jungle and rushed down.

　　This was a guerrilla warfare and harassment tactics that the Japanese soldiers were very familiar with and the National Army was also very good at. Takahashi Ryo often encountered them on the march. Even when his entire infantry regiment was there, this situation still happened from time to time.

　　At that time, he always calmly ordered the Japanese soldiers under his command to counterattack and pursue! Now, he fell to the ground and could not stand up at all.

　　Just now, he was penetrated by many iron pellets shot out by the directional mines. Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo, who was injured but not dead, watched two Japanese soldiers still standing alone.

　　They were actually the two fools! Sergeant Takeda Hayato and Sergeant Numata Shunsuke did not know how many times they had survived the explosion.

　　However, their luck ended when they met Platoon Leader Jiang. When Platoon Leader Jiang led the soldiers to rush up, he stabbed the two Japanese soldiers who were standing there blankly without orders.

　　Seeing the two fools fall down, Regiment Commander Takahashi Ryo finally closed his eyes with peace of mind. He wanted to see the destruction of the entire regiment with his own eyes, with no exceptions.

　　Their team was not the only Japanese team that had escaped from the main battlefield by chance. Company Commander Domoto Ryunosuke was one of them.

　　When the heavy artillery Second Regiment had just started bombing, he led his entire company to break through to the right, regardless of casualties. Many Japanese soldiers in his company were killed by artillery shells along the way, but some Japanese soldiers who had been bombed and were terrified also returned to his team.

　　When Company Commander Domoto Ryunosuke led the team out of the artillery bombardment area, there were still about one hundred Japanese soldiers in his team.

　　After escaping from that artillery fire-filled battlefield, Company Commander Domoto Ryunosuke did not run away immediately. He led his team and stood outside to watch the scenery.

　　Squad Leader Komatsu Taro suggested: "Company Commander Domoto! Let's retreat directly to Jiujiang! This place is too close to the battlefield and is not safe."

　　Company Commander Domoto Ryunosuke said sternly: "The battalion commander and the regimental commander are holding on in the artillery fire. How dare we run away without permission?"

　　His idea was very simple: wait until the artillery bombardment was over and then go back to the team. After all, the entire regiment was here, and he could not run around randomly, otherwise he would not be able to bear the crime of being a deserter.

　　This Komatsu Taro was very bad at heart. If he led the team to escape, he would be the highest-ranking officer here. No matter what, he would be the one to take the blame.

　　Therefore, he could not escape no matter what, at least not yet.

　　These one hundred or so Japanese soldiers waited for a full two hours before the artillery bombardment stopped.

　　As soon as the artillery bombardment here stopped, Company Commander Domoto Ryunosuke saw thousands of special forces soldiers outflanking from the north and south.

　　He stood far away with his team and could see clearly: he could clearly see two teams of special forces soldiers rushing to the top of the mountain and occupying the high ground.

　　At this time, he knew: the entire Second Infantry Regiment was finished. Even if he led these one hundred or so Japanese soldiers to launch a suicide attack on the thousands of special forces soldiers, he would not be able to save the Second Regiment's defeat.

　　Faced with this situation, what else could he do?

　　Run away! Anyway, even if some Japanese soldiers survived in the Second Regiment, they must have escaped.

　　After making up his mind, Company Commander Domoto Ryunosuke did not hesitate and immediately led his team to run. He did not escape just now because he was afraid that the entire regiment could be collected later.

　　Now it seemed that the entire regiment would definitely not be able to be collected. If he could escape back to Liujiashan, he could also establish a straggler reception station. If he operated in this way, he might be able to turn misfortune into a blessing.

　　Thinking in his heart that he would be able to quickly gather the stragglers after the defeat, he would definitely be praised in front of the battalion commander and the regimental commander.

　　Company Commander Domoto Ryunosuke ran even faster. These one hundred or so Japanese soldiers had been resting for the past two hours, and now they were full of energy. Now, their speed when running away was extremely fast.

　　They ran a distance of more than a thousand meters in ten minutes. At this time, Sergeant Oguri Eishi looked back: "No National Army is chasing us! No National Army is chasing us."

　　They were running so fast