"Everyone should pay attention to it. Never let the Japanese discover us. This is our only chance!"

In the verdant woods, a group of people hid behind green bushes, all of whom were disguised with clear grass, and there was no sign of anything wrong.

The little fat man and his group hurried behind a stone, and from time to time poked their heads out and looked straight ahead. The eagle had already gone out to reconnaissance, and I believe the news will be sent back soon.

The people from the guard squad of the New Third Regiment didn't know what to do, so they could only listen to this little fat man. Although they didn't look so reliable, they could only do this now.

This little fat man is very familiar with Dr. Shen, which reminds the people in the guard squad that a fat man with a fat figure and a very good relationship with Shen Yi. It seems that there is such a person...

"Ma Laosan, have you done your trap?"

In this jungle, using traps to fight is the best thing. If you fight hard with the Japanese, you will be completely like bubbles in your head.

The third brother has been cutting the top of the wood with a bayonet at this time. If this thing is made too much, it can cause huge lethality to the Japanese.

At this time, Li Feng also nailed rows of wood pointed into a thicker wooden stick, like a rake.

A group of people tied all the cash next to the tree with hemp ropes, which were hard for people to notice.

"Boss, I wonder if so many traps are enough?"

Ma Laosan asked in a low voice while cutting the tip of wood. Although they had rich experience in jungle combat, the current problem is that they don’t know how many people the Japanese came to?

The little fat man also felt a little worried. The Japanese's military strength was an unknown number, and this was their current problem.

However, this problem was quickly solved because the eagle quietly touched it from the woods, took off his helmet with sweat, and after taking a sip of water, he quickly told it:

"The Japanese were probably in a small team of troops, with about 60 people, and they did not carry heavy weapons, but they carried three light machine guns and two grenade launchers.

It seems that he is lightly equipped and is ready to break through our rear quickly, and then attack the sixth company directly in front of him."

The news that the Eagle received made the little fat man feel particularly excited. If there were only one team of Japanese devils, then there would be some battles.

Thinking of this, he ordered the group of people in front of him:

"Everyone is separated immediately, don't gather together. Now we don't have enough troops, so we must open the Japanese.

I guess the Japanese must want to fight quickly this time, and we must show weakness this time so that they can attract their attention and drag them here."

Waiting for rescue is a method, but not doing anything by yourself is a mistake, and self-rescue is still the most important thing.

Soon everyone dispersed in the woods. The fat man was holding a bayonet and carrying a bow and arrow on his back. It is also a troublesome problem to not get a muffler by rifles these days.

It’s not that the silencer has not been produced now, but the main reason is that the thing is too expensive and it is still a waste of money.

So the bow and arrow became his best choice, shooting these Japanese devils to death.

The stingy guy Ma Laosan has fewer needles on his body, and they are all taken away by Han Xiong and Da Gouzi. It is also a good thing to occasionally blow a few needles at the Japanese.

The little fat man was wearing auspicious clothes. The turf he made in a hurry was really that serious. He couldn't tell if he didn't look carefully.

I hid quietly under the tree, used a bayonet to open the head of a big centipede and laid it on the fallen leaves. There are many snakes, insects, rats and ants in the forest this season, and I may be bitten by accident.

But of course, this kind of good thing has to be left for the Japanese to enjoy. Just now, Ma Laosan caught two poisonous snakes, and he would give it to them when the Japanese came.

At the same time, a group of Japanese Bing was exploring quietly in the forest. They were originally going to pass through this area quickly, but who knew that when the scouts came back, they heard the gunshots, and then the group of people turned into frightened birds, thinking they had been discovered.

Being cautious is a good thing, so the Japanese have been doing good things and are always cautious.

If the Japanese knew that the gunshot was just a warrior's accident, I wonder if they would be angry to death.

The Japanese officer held a turtle box in his hand, and in the other hand, holding a command knife, the cat's body, stepping on the wild ground and slowly advancing among the group of people...

These Japanese devils should be veterans, each wearing a murderous aura on their faces, and from time to time they poked the bushes with bayonets.

This cautious approach can often save their lives, but the Japanese should not be good at jungle combat, and they do not know how to use some traps to kill the enemy.

Just as the Japanese had advanced less than 20 minutes, the Japanese lieutenant suddenly heard a scream...

“Ahhh…”

I saw a Japanese man's legs hanging by a rope and falling heavily on the tree. His hands kept grabbing down, as if he wanted to land...

His idea was correct, but the rope never broke. Just as a group of people were about to help him untie the rope, three sharpened bamboos suddenly shot over and inserted them all into the Japanese, which gave the Japanese a heart-warming feeling on the spot.

“Baga…”

The Japanese lieutenant was so angry that he cursed, but a group of veterans were always watching around. Some people were paying attention to their feet, fearing that there would be a rope coming out again and putting themselves on the tree.

A group of Japanese devils were still moving forward slowly. At this moment, a huge tree fell over and flew out with blood on the spot...

It would be fine if it was just like this, but the other Japanese soldiers just wanted to come up and suddenly screamed again.

“Ahhh…”

A Japanese gun fell to the ground, and one leg was still moving. He squatted on the ground slowly and then got the clip used by the hunter. This big clip was used to grab a wild boar, and now it was stuck to his legs...

The consequences are conceivable. It is almost the same if the Japanese calves were not broken with a serrated clip. Anyway, the sharp serrated teeth had penetrated into the bones, so this Japanese serrated would probably have to use crutches for the rest of his life.

After desperately opening the clip, the Japanese man picked up his gun again and moved his body constantly on the ground, as if he wanted to move to a safe area.

But at this moment, a long bamboo suddenly fell from the sky, nailed straight to the Japanese, and directly pierced his stomach. The Japanese covered the bamboo in pain, and the expression on his face was unspeakable...

“Ahhh~”
Chapter completed!