Delivery man on the battlefield: Start with the sword

Chapter 239 Guerrilla
This was already the third day that Miyazaki had been chasing Wang Zhifei. Miyazaki's troops had been slow to catch up with the encirclement and suppression team, causing the encirclement and suppression at the front to be somewhat stretched. The superiors were already urging Miyazaki to hurry up.

But Miyazaki is stuck here now. Since yesterday, Miyazaki's side has begun to suffer serious casualties.

In the past two days, Miyazaki's team suffered many casualties but not many injuries. The attacks came from all directions. They were like rabbits, firing two shots and running away, leaving no time for detours or artillery fire.

Miao Chunlai was scared of being beaten, and he looked left and right every time he took a step, fearing that a group of people would suddenly jump out.

This is no joke. Miao Chunlai has been tense every day, every hour, and every minute during this period.

Wang Zhifei and his group were like sparrows, running here and there, and they might be attacked from all directions.

If there are too many people, they can't catch up. If there are too few people, several teams can surround them, quickly resolve them and then escape quickly.

Seeing that Miao Chunlai couldn't move fast no matter what, Miyazaki let Xiao Gaga take the lead in anger. Although Miao Chunlai and his men were safe, they were tired. They had to transport all the supplies, including the wounded.

……

"Boom bang bang..."

Wang Zhifei shot the little one in the leg, making the little one scream loudly.

Today is already the third day in the mountains. Wang Zhifei thought about it and decided that it was time to let them know what it meant to not pursue a desperate enemy.

Wang Zhifei used to hit the head, but now he specializes in hitting the legs. Yang San next to him is just a scumbag, with poor shooting skills, poor physical fitness, and poor eyesight.

Wang Zhifei felt that it was a great foresight to give him a rapid-fire shotgun, which was very suitable for his look.

Without close combat, Yang San is of little use. He is holding Wang Zhifei's telescope and acting as an observer - or just a spectator.

After watching for a while, he said, "Uncle Jin, your shooting skills are not good today. You have been shooting for such a long time but you haven't killed anyone. Are you doing this on purpose?"

"Huh? I didn't expect that you, Yang boy, can observe now. You are no longer the useless Yang from yesterday."

Yang San was very happy: "That's right, a man should be looked at with new eyes after three days of absence."

"You are today's Yang Feifei!"

Yang San...

It's really a waste of five seconds to listen to your words.

"Don't you think about it? If I break one of his legs, won't they need at least two people to carry him?

If we kill one of them, they will lose at most one person; if we break one of their legs, they will lose three people.

When we counterattack, they will definitely be dragged down. By then, whether they live or die will be decided by our words, right? "

Wang Zhifei explained to Yang San.

"Great! Great! Old people are cunning and sly... No, I mean you have a lot of experience in cheating people. No, I mean you are in the arms trade, aren't you? All businessmen are cunning..."

"Okay! Yang Feifei, you'd better stop talking. It's time to retreat. Let's go!" Wang Zhifei looked at Yang San, who sounded more and more like a curser, and turned around and left with his gun on his back.

"Still leaving!" Yang San cried. "You don't have to leave, Miao Chunlai, Hou Qi, Miyazaki, Kimura, the bad boy...

You know people there, maybe they can take you in." Wang Zhifei said.

"I'd better leave. If I fall into their hands, I'll probably become a familiar face. They'll want to steam me."

Yang San said with a sad face.

"Steamed lamb?" Wang Zhifei said with a smile on his face.

Steamed Lamb: Why are you scolding me?
……

After walking for a while, Wang Zhifei looked at his watch and whistled. A Saker Falcon flew down from the sky. He wrote two bamboo tubes and threw them to the Saker Falcon. The Saker Falcon circled and gave orders.

If we continue at the current speed, we can lead Xiao Gaga to a grassland with a wide view at night. It's past the winter solstice, and the grass has all fallen and turned yellow. They will definitely set up camp there, so we can launch a surprise attack on them at that time.

This battle is finally coming to an end! If Wang Zhifei's prediction is correct, this night attack is successful, Xiao Gaga and his men should consider retreating. If they continue to consume more, they will not have to retreat and will have to be buried here.

In fact, Miyazaki was also considering the issue of retreat. During the three days of pursuit, they suffered no less than a hundred attacks.

As a result, they didn't even know how many people and teams were on the other side, let alone captured any prisoners. They didn't even know whether the enemy was killed or wounded. However, their own side suffered heavy losses. Only about fifty people were left in Miao Chunlai's team of more than 300 people.

Wang Zhifei showed no mercy when beating Miao Chunlai. These guys really fight. There is no such thing as being forced to do so. If you were forced to do so, why not just raise the muzzle of your gun an inch higher?
What's the matter? You hit someone against your will, can't you be gentler? Kicking someone in the ass or slapping them in the face is considered as a last resort, but you scratched their eyes and it hurts my heart, you call this being against your will?
That's not what you call it, you are that thing!
Then came the group of cowards, more than 30 people, not too few, and the coward was stared at by Yang San and shot a few times, but Yang San's shooting skills were so good that he looked through the telescope and then shot based on his memory and intuition~
Wang Zhifei could only praise him with one sentence: He is a master.

Although the bad boy was not beaten, he was still scared enough.

When Miyazaki came, there were more than 600 people. Those who were beaten to death by Wang Zhifei and had missing limbs, numbered at least 80.

More than one hundred people from the other nine teams were killed or wounded. Now they only have four hundred available men. It would not work if they continue fighting like this. Miyazaki is considering how to retreat.

After returning, Miyazaki decided to let the bad boy and his men capture some ordinary people and let them explore the way.

They were killed and wounded so many times that they could not catch up or hit the enemy. Apart from the two powerful snipers on the opposite side, the biggest impact on them was the various landmines. They captured ordinary people to detect the mines and made them cautious, and maybe they could catch them.

Now that the decision has been made, it's time to arrange a place to camp. Miyazaki took a look at the open space and thought it was a perfect place. As long as the weeds were burned, they could set up camp and there would be no need to worry about landmines.

There is a large bare mound not far away, where you can set up an observation post. It is really a natural campsite!
"Stop marching and set up camp!"

……

The weeds caught fire, burning from the surroundings to the center. The people working were Miao Chunlai and his team, while the one on guard was Xiao Gaga.

However, this place is flat, and if someone attacks, they can see it from a long distance, so they have nothing to do.

Xiami and Gangpao huddled together watching the fire, secretly glanced at Xiao Gaga who was on guard, and then glanced at Miao Chunlai and others who were sitting not far away.

"Bah! We worked hard for him, and he got the benefits. He deserves to be slapped in the face and lose money. What? After I go back this time, I decided to go back to my hometown to farm. Otherwise, I don't know when I will lose my life. What about you?"

"Go home? How can we go back? Let alone the village, even if we are in the surrounding villages, if we lose our skin, we will be dead soon. We are stuck in this path until the end."

(End of this chapter)