Looking at the Japanese chasing him, Zuoshan Diao sneered secretly.

It has to be admitted that the Japanese devils have indeed steadily suppressed him in terms of tactics and firepower.

But if you want to say that you are hiking the forest to fight guerrillas, the Japanese are still inferior to them.

While retreating, Zuo Shan Diao ordered Liu Damazi to lead some bandits' heads to shoot black guns in the woods. He led his men to flee to the other side of the woods with great fanfare to attract the attention of the Japanese.

The Muchuan Japanese did not notice that this was a trap at all, so they ordered the Japanese to chase them in.

In his eyes, the bandits were just a group of mobs, seemingly large, but they were vulnerable in front of the Great Japanese Imperial Army.

It was only when the Japanese entered the forest that they realized that it was not what they thought.

Guns suddenly rang out in the woods, and several Japanese were caught off guard and were shot and killed on the spot.

The other Japanese roared angry in panic, and then rushed towards the direction where the gunshots sounded.

However, as the Japanese were running, suddenly the Japanese in front screamed and disappeared from the sight of other Japanese, leaving only a terrifying cry, echoing in the woods for a long time.

The Japanese behind thought that the Japanese in front had been shot, so they didn't think much about it.

Moreover, the distance between the two is a bit far apart, and with the obstruction of trees, the ghost realized that the Japanese had fallen into the pit and was stabbed like a hedgehog by the bamboo stick below.

The other Japanese continued to rush forward, but another Japanese tripped over a rope.

He staggered for a moment, and before he could understand what was going on, he was stabbed by several sharp arrows like a hedgehog.

The other Japanese devil was even more unlucky. He didn't even know what he had touched, so he was hit by a huge rock falling from the sky.

At this time, the Japanese finally realized that there was a trap set by the enemy in this jungle.

They slowed down their speed, searched for the enemy's traces, and avoided the traps set by the enemy.

But at this moment, the gunfire suddenly opened like the gate of hell, and the bullet penetrated through the dense gaps of leaves with an unstoppable momentum, and came with a biting chill like a storm.

The Japanese panicked and fled around, but under this dense firepower net, their movements seemed so clumsy and powerless.

Some Japanese were hit by bullets as soon as they turned around, and their bodies trembled violently. Then a slow-motion forward flip fell to the ground, falling like a dead dog.

Some Japanese tried to find cover to fight back, but found that the bullets were actually coming from three directions, and he had no place to hide.

The helpless Japanese chose to retreat, but at this moment, a stray bullet flew over and shot him directly in the head.

The Japanese commander shouted loudly at the top of his lungs, trying to organize an effective counterattack and repel the enemy.

But under the fierce firepower of the bandits, all these efforts seemed so pale and powerless.

The panicked Japanese began to flee, hoping to meet with the Japanese troops behind them.

But at this time, it seemed as if every path they retreated was firmly strangled by the god of death.

Some Japanese began to shoot blindly in despair, hoping to win a glimmer of hope for themselves, but such actions not only waste ammunition, but also make him die faster.

The Muchuan Japanese stood behind the team and witnessed all this, and the anger in their hearts could not be curbed.

He ordered the puppet troops to take over and suppress the bandits' firepower.

In his eyes, the puppet army was cannon fodder.

Don't use it at this time, when will it last?

And the puppet soldiers naturally knew their fate.

Of course they didn't want to rush up.

But in the face of Mu Chuan's threat, he could only bite the bullet.

The puppet soldiers had heavy steps and their eyes were full of helplessness, as if they were stepping on the blade every step, painful and had to move forward.

They exchanged desperate eyes with each other, but no one dared to resist. They could only silently obey Mu Chuan's orders and charge towards the rain of bullets.

As the sound of harsh shouts and killing sounds rang out, the puppet soldiers attacked the bandits' positions like sheep driven away.

Bullets poured down like rain, exploded around them, dust flying, and the air was filled with heavy smoke and blood.

For a moment, there were wailing everywhere on the battlefield, and the figures of the puppet army were killed and injured in the explosion of the grenade.

The puppet soldiers wanted to retreat, but when they looked back, they saw the black gunner's gunner's black hole.

If they retreat at this time, there will be only a dead end.

So they could only grit their teeth and continue to move forward to rescue the trapped Japanese.

Major Mu Chuan stared at every inch of the change on the battlefield. Although the puppet army suffered a lot of losses, the bandits' firepower was resisted.

So in Mu Chuan's eyes, the sacrifice of these puppet troops was definitely worth it. Even if ten puppet troops died and rescued an imperial army, he thought it was worth it.

Finally, when the puppet army was half dead and injured, they successfully met with the trapped Japanese.

Seeing this, the Japanese were like catching a life-saving straw and escaped from the escape passage where the puppet army had piled up with their bodies.

The Japanese ran wildly towards Major Muchuan in a mess. Their faces were filled with glory.

As for the death of the puppet army, no Japanese would care about it.

In their hearts, the puppet army is cannon fodder. Their lives are worthless at all.

So the puppet troops who had just retreated were soon ordered to start charging again.

But once, they were not saving people, but trying to break the bandits' blockade.

With the help of the battle just now, Mu Chuan had roughly figured out the bandit positions.

The artillery was ready, but the terrain in the woods was complicated, and the Japanese had already suffered a great loss in the charge.

So Mu Chuan directly ordered the puppet troops to rush forward, and in this way, even if there were traps in the jungle, the puppet troops would die first.

So the Japanese who had just survived luck were thrown into the battlefield again.

With Mu Chuan's order issued, the puppet soldiers who had just escaped from the brink of death had to embark on this path of no return to hell again.

In the woods, the light was dim and the dense branches and leaves blocked most of the sky, making the entire battlefield look even more gloomy and terrifying.

The puppet soldiers carefully shuttled through the woods. They knew that not only were the bandits waiting for them in front of them, but also the traps set by bandits.

They walked carefully, but couldn't stand the urging of the Japanese behind them.

But it was also true that the actions of the puppet army were quickly exposed.

Zuoshan Diao noticed the movements of the puppet army and immediately ordered the bandits to shoot at the puppet army.

At this time, no matter whether it is the puppet army or the Japanese, as long as it is an enemy, they can only kill them.

The dense gunshot suddenly rang out, and bullets poured down like a storm.

The puppet soldiers walking in front bowed their bodies and pressed them down very low. But even so, under the dense rain of bullets, there was nowhere to be found.
Chapter completed!