Zihou retreated. Saito, who was frequently tortured, gave up revenge, continued to compete for the wounded, abandoned the body, and slowly retreated to the future. He was afraid that if he dragged it down, the morale and physical strength of the entire team would be even lower. At that time, the dark jungle would swallow the team of more than a hundred people.

Wu Ming led the troop to trample across the stream and followed the Japanese army slowly. As long as the detoured troops blocked the Japanese army, if the Japanese army could not rush out tonight, they would not have to do anything, thirst and dehydration would drag down the group of Japanese soldiers.

"Boom!" A thunder jumped up suddenly from the ground, shooting countless pieces of death at the Japanese soldiers. With a scream, the submachine guns in the bushes, which were similar to triangular ambush positions, spitting out three long tongues of flames, and a sudden rain of bullets splashed onto the enemy, and blood and blood flew everywhere for a moment.

After a shuttle of bullets, the Rangers team members threw away the submachine guns and quickly drilled into the big tree and bushes. With the help of the camouflage protection in the camouflage uniform, they quickly disappeared into the vast jungle without a trace.

"This is definitely not a scattered soldier or a defeated soldier." Saito looked at the submachine gun he picked up and his heart sank into the bottom of the valley. "This is a well-trained and well-equipped ranger, and their commander is a cunning and vicious guy. He has lured the pursuers into the jungle, and then arrived at the stream when it is dark. The artillery fire has attacked and detoured. He has walked step by step so cleverly that the time is just right. And the most terrifying thing is that he actually guessed his own psychology, which has made him unknowingly fall into trouble. It is not until now that he finds that his advantage is not on his side."

"You can't hesitate anymore. Even if you rush out, you must report the situation here to the commander. Let him understand the danger of this team." Saito immediately summoned several officers, told his judgment, and decided to abandon the wounded, attack with all his strength, and open up a path.

Before the arrangement was completed, fierce gunfire and explosions rang out from behind. Saito frowned and called a messenger, "Order Ida's team to block the pursuers. No retreat is allowed."

Saito decided that the martyr would cut off his arm. If he brought the wounded, he would drag them all to death with the front and pursuers behind him. This was helpless. At least the wounded who were left behind seemed to be very calm and did not have a hysterical attack. They watched the team move forward silently, holding grenades or rifles tightly in their hands, waiting for their last moment.

The gunshots in front were sparse and sounded from all directions, and they did not block them as violently as Saito expected, which instead gave him a more unpleasant premonition.

"Boom!" Saito felt like a thunder erupting under his feet, and his body was hit hard by a sharp weapon, as if a red-burning iron hit him. With the impact of the air wave, he flew up and rushed into his mind with a violent roar. The whole world collapsed in this instant. He felt that he fell into the abyss, sinking, and finally fell into a black wave...

This was a remote-controlled bomb detonated by powerful electricity, which let the Japanese in front of them go away. They shattered Saito and the Japanese around them, and flew into the sky. It was his military uniform and telescope that betrayed him.

The Japanese in front were shocked by the big explosion behind them. Before they could turn around, another remote-controlled bomb exploded in the crowd. With the explosion, the hidden firepower in front suddenly became fierce, and machine guns, rifles, and grenade launchers were fired at them from all directions.

Since the Japanese army entered the jungle, they have suffered consecutive losses of troops and their numbers have basically been lost, and their firepower is not as good as that of the other teams. In addition, the commander was killed, and their physical strength and morale have been at a low point after a day and night torture, so they have been firmly blocked. The detoured troops led by Fu Lijun were arranged according to Wu Mingdi, but they did not fight to the death, but blocked them step by step. They used bombs and traps to consume the Japanese army's live power, delaying their progress.

The Japanese army is struggling here, but there is still some hope. After all, are they moving forward? Although the casualties are a little bit serious, what can I do if I don’t go out? The water is almost finished, and if I don’t rush out, I can only wait for someone to collect the body for myself. Oh, no, it’s the bones.

The Japanese army blocking behind also reached the end of their lives. Wu Ming and his snipers rushed around and killed the Japanese, and cooperated with the fire commando to slowly compress forward. At this time, countries did not pay special attention to snipers. Although the Japanese devils used snipers to kill the US military when fighting in Southeast Asia, they should be strictly speaking, they should be among the sharpshooters. Many Japanese devils hid in trees and shot without any way back. Once discovered, they would be shot down by the fierce firepower of the machine gun like a bird.

As Wu Ming's specialty, he taught the snipers in the Rangers step by step. Although the time was short and they were a little unfamiliar, they still had the upper hand against ordinary Japanese devils.

"Bang!" Wu Ming shot and broke a branch on the Japanese position. A flower snake fell down and wandered around the bushes, making a "wag" cry.

"Ah! Ah!" Several Japanese soldiers screamed, and involuntarily raised their bodies, and immediately became targets of several snipers.

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The noose was already around the Japanese army's neck, and the hunter was tightening patiently little by little, watching the prey slowly become weaker and weaker due to lack of oxygen, and finally rolling his eyes in a suffocation.

With the explosion of two powerful remote-controlled bombs, Fu Lijun's troops took the lead in launching a brave counterattack. This was a fierce charge. Three submachine guns spit out flames and opened the way in front. The rest of the team members rushed forward with a crazy mood and shouted cheerfully. This strange infectious force offset their fear of death. Dozens of people could not say they were overwhelmed, but the momentum was unprecedented.

Huang Zongwu had just rushed for a few steps excitedly, but was pulled back by Fu Lijun, "Captain Huang, our chief has told me that you must absolutely guarantee your safety. Please cooperate."
Chapter completed!