Comrade, your ingredients are too complicated.

As veterans with more than five years of military service and having participated in several large-scale battles, the platoon leader and the squad leader would naturally not miss the perfect opportunity to give the enemy a good beating.

At the critical moment when the enemy's attention and hatred were all attracted to the friendly forces, the two of them gave the order to counterattack at the same time and led the attack.

"Comrades! Follow me!"

"Let's kill those Japanese bastards in one fell swoop!"

The following battle was completely without any suspense, and could even be described as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

There's nothing we can do about it. It's our fault that we chose the wrong opponents.

They were so overwhelmed by the flamethrowers that they actually tried to go around in the mountains with the Eighth Route Army, which was the best at mountain warfare in Asia. This unwise choice was really no different from seeking death.

as predicted.

Faced with the double-team of more than 20 elite paratroopers, this group of Japanese soldiers from the 4th Special Marine Corps of the Yokosuka Naval Base could not escape the fate of being completely wiped out even if they tried their best.

On the other hand, the comrades of the 1st Marine Brigade only suffered three minor injuries, which had little impact on their combat effectiveness.

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Fifteen minutes later, the platoon leader and the squad leader first ordered the soldiers to continue the reconnaissance according to the original plan, and then ran towards the direction of the flamethrower.

In the battle just now, the unknown comrade played a decisive role.

If the enemy had not made a strong appearance and crushed the morale of the Japanese Marines on their own, their platoon would not have been able to end the battle so easily.

"Haha, it turns out to be Duan Peng."

"I was still wondering when I saw that fire dragon just now. I didn't expect it was you who jumped down with a flamethrower on your back. You are worthy of being the guard of our brigade commander. You are so cruel!"

"How is it? Is the injury on your leg serious?"

As Li Yunlong's bodyguard, and having won the first place in several brigade competitions, Duan Peng himself is also a well-known figure in the 1st Marine Brigade.

In response to the concern of his comrades, he waved his hand casually, then quickly stood up by holding the huge rock beside him.

Obviously, the leg injury did not have much impact on him.

"It's a 9mm pistol bullet, and it's at the maximum range of a submachine gun. What kind of power can it have? It's just a small cut. I'll let the comrades in the medical company help me treat the wound later. It won't be a problem."

"By the way, where is the deputy brigade commander? You should have met up with him before."

"Our brigade commander and political commissar have issued a death order, leaving me fully responsible for Deputy Brigade Commander Xing's personal safety. If anything happens to him, I won't be able to explain to my superiors."

Although the comrades kept emphasizing that their injuries were not serious, the platoon leader and the squad leader were still a little worried.

Looking at the trouser legs stained with blood, the two of them decisively took out the medical kits they carried with them and began to help each other treat the wounds that were still bleeding.

"Don't worry. Deputy Brigade Commander Xing has a squad of soldiers on guard right next to him. There's absolutely no problem with his safety."

"Once the reconnaissance mission is over, we will meet up at the assembly point."

Through a brief conversation, Duan Peng finally got the key information.

After learning that the person he was protecting was fine, the temporary guard finally put his heart at ease.

After treating the wound, he looked around and said:

"Platoon leader, can you lend me three soldiers? I need to deal with the open fire on the battlefield." "I'm using a flamethrower, and the fuel is napalm. If left unchecked, there's no telling how long this fire will burn, and it may even spread into a large wildfire."

As the saying goes, setting fire to a mountain will result in life imprisonment.

Since Duan Peng used the flamethrower in the previous battle, he needs to take responsibility for the aftermath.

There is no way, this is the Republic of China, not the native country.

Once the fire spreads, the only people who will suffer in the end are the local people.

What's more, the sudden fire would definitely attract the attention of the Japanese, thus increasing the risk of exposure of the 1st Marine Brigade.

"Three fighters? No problem."

"If you don't have enough people, I can transfer a few more for you. But you have to be quick and try not to delay too long."

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The fire situation was urgent, reinforcements arrived, and Duan Peng started working immediately.

While they were putting out the fire, a platoon of scouts sent back good news. The soldiers found a relatively flat open space three kilometers away from the assembly point, far away from the river.

The mountains over there are generally not very high, so the 1st Marine Brigade can completely land by using the high jump and low opening method.

"Good, good! Looks like we're very lucky!"

"Communicator, how long will it take you to restore communication with the brigade? We have limited time. We must report the temperature, air pressure, wind speed, and ground environment information we just measured as soon as possible."

"Second squad leader, get the soldiers moving. Your squad will be responsible for establishing ground markings!"

After receiving the information from the scouts, Xing Zhiguo went to work without saying a word.

He took the assembly point as the center and quickly assigned tasks according to the specific locations of each class.

At this moment, the soldiers of the entire advance platoon are performing their duties, like a precision instrument running at high speed.

Perhaps it was really God's blessing. Just as the comrades were working hard for the next guidance work, Duan Peng, who had put out the fire, brought back another surprise for everyone.

"Deputy Brigade Commander Xing, the Brigade Commander and the Political Commissar are afraid that you might encounter an emergency, so they specially sent me to be in charge of security."

"By the way, I just met this female comrade in the mountains. Unfortunately, I couldn't understand what she said, so I could only take her back to the assembly point first."

As an elite member of the 1st Marine Brigade, Duan Peng did his homework before setting off, and naturally would not do anything stupid without distinguishing between friend and foe.

When he saw the red five-pointed star on the stranger's hat and the old military uniform he was wearing before the troop reorganization, he immediately realized that the other person was most likely a comrade from the Qiongya Independence Team.

As soon as these words came out, Xing Zhiguo, who was still analyzing the route, immediately became alert. He stood up and saluted, and said to the stranger in front of him:

"Hello, I am the deputy commander of the 1st Marine Brigade of the Eighth Route Army. May I ask?"

Before he could finish his words, Old Xing was interrupted by a burst of crying Qiongya dialect. The female comrade in front of him tried hard to hold back her tears and responded while gesturing:

"Hello! I am the commander of the Women's Special Forces Company of the Qiongya Independent Team! Thank you for your hard work, comrades!"

"Fifteen years, a full fifteen years! We have finally got the main force!" (End of this chapter)