Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 949 Surrender
The drone slowly landed on the operating table in a low-energy state, and ground crew member Li Si skillfully replaced the last set of batteries.

Xu San did not take off immediately, but reported his situation, explaining that the remaining power was only enough to fly for more than half an hour.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the steady voice came from the intercom again, telling Xu San not to take off yet. The battle in Li Zhuang did not need Xu San's air support now, so he was asked to stand by and wait for new tasks.

The boss was quite sympathetic to Xu San, and asked him implicitly whether his identity would be exposed if he left the Fifth Battalion for too long.

Xu San replied: Just return to the team before dawn.
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It was late at night, and after being tricked by Ding Lei again, Yamamoto Ikki finally escaped in a panic.

Half of the twenty or so elite special forces soldiers were killed again. He knelt in the headquarters tent, staring at his command knife, motionless.

Yamamoto's action made Yoshino, who was standing beside him, worried that Yamamoto would commit suicide by disembowelment.

In fact, Yoshino was overthinking it. Old Yamamoto was very careful about his life and would definitely not commit seppuku!
At this moment, he was thinking about what went wrong and why he was ambushed by the Eighth Route Army again.

It is normal to be ambushed during a battle between two armies, but it is too strange that the same person (troop) ambushed them twice.

There is definitely a spy in my camp!
And Xu San is the most likely one!
The first time was also when he was in his own team, and the situation was similar to this time!
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How did he pass on the information?
If he knew about his deployment last time, he would pass it on using special methods, such as some smart little animals.

But what about this time?

This time, Xu San had no idea that he was going to attack the Eighth Route Army's headquarters at night.

There is a little contradiction between the two!
Yamamoto, who couldn't figure out the cause of the incident, wanted to kill Xu San again, and decided to send him to die as cannon fodder!

After making the decision, he reached out and grabbed the command knife. This action instantly made Yoshino nervous, and he quickly tried to stop him, "Master Yamamoto, you can't do this!"

Yamamoto frowned, then understood Yoshino's intention.

He broke free of the arm that was holding him and said, "I'm fine. Victory and defeat are common in the military. I was just summing up the lessons learned!"

"Huh~" Yoshino exhaled a breath of foul air, and the stone in his heart finally settled down. He stood at attention, lowered his head and asked, "Sir, what should we do next?"

"Haha~" Yamamoto sneered, "I can't behead the Eighth Route Army headquarters, but is there nothing I can do about that small group of troops on the cliff?"

"Hey!" After all, Yoshino was Yamamoto's confidant. It could be said that he knew what kind of shit Yamamoto was pulling as soon as he raised his butt, so after listening to what Yamamoto said, he immediately took out a document.

The document is written in great detail, containing some information about the third company on the cliff.

Before leaving, Yamamoto assigned Yoshino the task of annihilation, so Yoshino's reconnaissance was still very detailed. Although on the surface he was slacking off and did not help his colleagues, in fact the special forces had been conducting reconnaissance all the time.

A Type B squadron used all kinds of tactics to persuade the Third Company, and after more than ten hours of fierce fighting, they were almost defeated. The remaining dozen or so Japanese soldiers raised the white flag and prepared to surrender.

At this moment, the sky was already turning gray, and dawn was approaching. The energy of the Japanese who had raised the white flag had been completely exhausted.

The squadron leader was killed in battle, the platoon leader was killed in battle, and the remaining soldiers had no intention of fighting. When they saw daybreak, they took off their loincloths and hung them on their Type 38 rifles to indicate their surrender.