Chapter 62

  Li Tie concentrated everyone, telling them not to scatter and to remain vigilant, not to panic, just wait for the devils to get a little closer, the good show is about to begin.

  The silhouettes of devils appeared vaguely in front and behind, Li Tie ordered to fire two rockets from the rocket launcher at the devils on both sides, then everyone fired a burst of bullets at the devils on both sides, and immediately retreated with their heads down towards the mountain forest perpendicular to the direction of the devils' approach.

  The devils who had just been bombarded by Li Tie's big cannons were immediately stunned by two rocket launchers. The main force of the Eighth Route Army arrived and started shelling themselves again! So they quickly set up the grenade launcher facing forward and started bombing, meanwhile, more than a dozen submachine guns plus several heavy machine guns also fired at the front.

  The devils who were closely pursuing the Fox Team members, just as they were about to surround these few Eighth Route Army soldiers, suddenly a fierce barrage of bullets, at least twenty machine guns, caught them off guard. After sacrificing several Imperial Japanese Army soldiers, they finally reorganized their troops. The enemy fired two rockets, sending several soldiers flying into the air, and then another wave of grenade attacks left them dazed and confused. Next came a hail of intense machine gun fire that made it impossible for them to lift their heads. It seemed they had fallen into an Eighth Route Army ambush. I knew it, it was impossible for just a few Eighth Route soldiers to come and rob the Imperial Japanese Army's supply truck, there must be a large force of Eighth Route soldiers nearby. Now the Eighth Route is right in front of us, what are we waiting for? Let's attack!

  Then, this side also set up a rocket launcher and erected machine guns, and in front of it was a hail of bullets.

  On the other hand, after a few rounds of bombardment, the enemy returned fire with equal intensity, and it seemed that they had encountered the main force of the Eighth Route Army. As a result, the firepower became even more fierce.

  Taking advantage of the commotion on both sides, Li Tie led his Fox Team members to quietly slip out of the battlefield, leaving behind those who were still fighting.

  The two teams of devils were fighting fiercely, using all their firepower to beat each other to death. Both sides thought the other was the main force of the Eighth Route Army, and if they could eliminate them, they would have a great chance of promotion and wealth when they returned.

  The darkness before dawn only lasted for a short time, and after the darkness passed, the sky lit up. The commanders of both sides simultaneously raised their command knives, one side shouting "Kill!" as they charged forward, while the other side also shouted "Kill!" as they rushed over.

  After a brief confrontation, both sides revealed an important issue: how could they both be imperial troops? Had some of the imperial troops betrayed His Majesty the Emperor? Both sides were stunned on the battlefield.

  Finally, the commanders of both sides realized this problem. After mutual reporting to their superiors, it turned out that it was a misunderstanding. Both sides were there to support and escort the supply train, but unfortunately, they were ambushed by the Eighth Route Army and ended up fighting each other. They were busy for half a day without any gains, but instead suffered heavy casualties and let the Eighth Route Army escape.

  The two commanders could only lament the great cunning of the Eighth Route Army.

  Both sides merged into one place. After clearing up, taking advantage of this dark period, both sides had nearly a hundred casualties. After all, the firepower of the two troops was so close and fierce, but there were not many deaths on the spot, only more than ten people. There were more than 30 seriously injured and more than 40 lightly injured. Although they were lightly injured, they also lost their combat effectiveness.

  A team of fake soldiers sent the wounded back, and the remaining devils, according to their military rank, were led by a lieutenant commander, chasing after the trail left behind by the Eighth Route Army, determined not to fear sacrifice, overcome all difficulties, and vow to eliminate this small group of Eighth Route Army, otherwise it would be difficult to dispel the hatred in their hearts.

  Li Tie led the vixen brigade to the top of a small hill, and the devils stopped firing their guns and quickly organized their troops to chase after them.

  Judging from their firepower and reaction speed just now, this group of devils are the elite among the devil troops. I might be in trouble myself.

  The devils quickly judged the direction of the Eighth Route Army's retreat and chased after them.

  Although there were no military dogs, the frost in the morning was still quite large, like a layer of small snow that had fallen evenly on the ground, so Li Tie's trail was also very easy to expose.

  Looking back at the devils chasing behind, Li Tie's heart was secretly anxious. With only twenty or so men on his side, it might be barely manageable to launch a surprise attack under the cover of night, but to engage in a fierce battle with hundreds of devils head-on, Li Tie didn't have that kind of ability yet. Even if they were playing hide-and-seek in these mountains and forests, he still didn't have any guarantee of winning.

  The devils divided into several columns and followed up, searching while walking, like a comb, they combed through the mountains and forests that Li Tie had passed through.

  The sun came out, shining its sparkling light on the frost on the leaves in the forest. Before long, without taking too much time, the frost would melt away completely. Li Tie secretly prayed that this could hide his tracks a bit. At least the footprints on the sunny slope of the mountain would disappear.

  Li Tie led the Fox Team members in a frantic rush, with the devils closely following behind. They couldn't even pull away by a few steps, and to make matters worse, the devils would occasionally fire a few shots at them or throw over a few hand grenades. Although no one was injured, it was still terrifying.

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  Bullets whizzed by, grenades exploded nearby, sending up clouds of snow or mud, and even though the hits weren't fatal, they still hurt, making me extremely nervous.

  Li Tie also wanted to turn back and give the devils a few shots, but looking at the submachine gun in his hand, it was okay if he got close, but hundreds of meters away, it would be a waste of bullets. There were also shotguns, which weren't suitable for long-range shooting either. The whole company only had one sniper rifle, and although Zhang Honglei, the sniper, had brought 400 bullets, the devils wouldn't even notice if he fired one shot at a time, they didn't care about killing one or two devils. There was no way out, so they might as well escape, and see how far they could go, anyway, the food had already been taken care of by the guerrilla team, so they didn't need to worry about it.

  The sun rose higher and higher, and the frost on the ground was almost invisible. The ghostly yellow behind me was a big patch that couldn't be shaken off.

  It was like a roof leak on a rainy day, and a "buzzing" sound came from the sky.

  Damn it, the enemy's plane is coming.

  The ghost's plane was originally sent out to find food, a train full of grain was robbed by someone, and it must have left obvious marks on the ground.

  However, the devils were disappointed: except for a few dozen acres of land next to the train being trampled into a muddy mess, further back on the mountain slope, there were tracks and footprints showing that this was left by the Eighth Route Army, but elsewhere nothing could be seen. The road was also covered in snow, which had been trampled flat, and other places facing the sun had already melted the snow, but in the mountain valleys, the roads were still a vast expanse of white. A few miles away from the train, all signs of people disappeared, only seeing patches of whiteness everywhere. The supplies on the train seemed to have vanished into thin air!

  There was no way out, so the reconnaissance plane had to return and report to the devilish colonel.

  It just so happened that the wounded ghost child returned and reported yesterday's situation to the major general, saying that the middle general had taken people to chase after the Eighth Route.

  Having heard that the Eighth Route Army had appeared, the Japanese colonel was overjoyed and immediately ordered the reconnaissance plane to turn back and provide support from the air for the pursuing troops, determined to wipe out this group of Eighth Route Army in one fell swoop.

  As long as we capture the Eighth Route Army, can we still afford to lose food? The Japanese colonel's abacus is clicking away.

  The enemy reconnaissance plane soon revealed its pursuit troops, after all, the large piece of yellow earth was laid on the ground, and it was still very eye-catching from the air.

  However, the reconnaissance plane was disappointed - no Eighth Route Army troops were found

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  The driver on the reconnaissance plane was puzzled: there were no Eighth Route Army troops in front, so why were the people below still chasing forward?

  He flew the plane in circles above, and finally, on a sunny slope, he discovered something unusual - piles of snow were moving. He thought carefully and understood that this was the Eighth Route Army, disguised as snowdrifts. I said how come we couldn't see them?

  But there were too few troops on the Eighth Route, and they were too close to their own unit. If he used a machine gun to sweep across the top, it was very likely that he would sweep his own troops.

  No choice, had to keep circling in the air (can't even stop, after all, I'm not flying a helicopter, if I stop I'll fall off), while searching for the right angle of attack, when the time is ripe, give them a good show, how dare they rob the Imperial Army's supplies, so bold and lawless. Old cat not tiger, you think I'm dying or something.

  The pilot finally maneuvered the plane to a suitable angle, from which he could give the Eighth Route Army below another strafing. He adjusted his angle, dove down, and just as he was about to fire, hmm, where's the Eighth Route Army? Nowhere to be seen, except for a vast expanse of white snow, nothing else. Never mind, since I'm here, might as well give the snow a strafing, who knows, maybe I'll accidentally hit something.

  "Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat..." The machine gun bullets kicked up puffs of snow on the ground, like a white wall, but it quickly disappeared. Except for the white color, there was no red at all, apparently missing the target.

  No way, the Eighth Route Army is just around here, I'll come again.

  "Rat-a-tat-tat-tat..." The enemy plane dived down again. Still, no target was hit.

  Not only did they miss the target, but also scared off the devils who were pursuing from behind. The snow walls rose and dispersed one after another in front of the pursuit troops. If this snow wall was built among their own troops, how many casualties would be added? So the devils stopped advancing and waited for the devil planes to sweep the mountain slope in front of them.

  The enemy is hiding in this snowy area, I'll sweep the entire area with gunfire and see if I can hit the target.

  The devilish pilot made up his mind and started a carpet bombing, but since there was only one plane, he could only bomb one strip at a time.

  Soon, the entire hillside was plowed through by the devils' bullets, and the machine gun ammunition on the plane had been used up. Not a single red figure appeared on the entire hillside, leaving the devil pilots extremely depressed. Where did these native traitors hide? Could they have escaped into the earth?