Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

The combat effectiveness of the puppet army of Manchukuo was still good, otherwise they would not have been able to enter the 20th Division. After all, the foundation of the Eight Banners descendants was still very good, and this was their birthplace.

But no matter how strong your combat effectiveness is, you still have to compete with others! Faced with the special forces' deliberate close-range fighting strategy, these puppet troops with good combat effectiveness are really not good enough.

The special forces members hid at the edge of the woods or even deeper inside, wearing sheepskin cloaks to keep warm and white capes behind them, so they could blend in with the surrounding environment. The key point was that the special forces members were well-equipped, the battle line was long enough, and this was a pre-set battlefield, and each special forces member even had a foxhole as a shelter...

So when the fight started, each soldier only had to face the dozen or so puppet soldiers in the front. Once the submachine gun fired, a magazine was used up, and there was basically not much left. Then, the puppet soldiers behind rushed up, and we changed the magazines and continued to fight... Anyway, bullets whizzed out from the snow, and the puppet soldiers were shot one after another. Many puppet soldiers did not find where the special forces were hiding.

Because of this, many puppet soldiers did not even find out who killed them until they died. Even more puppet soldiers noticed the snow rolling, but were killed instantly before they had time to raise their guns and aim.

It is easy to go up the mountain but difficult to go down the mountain, but this does not include the current situation! The puppet soldiers stepped on the deep snow to go up the mountain, and every step took a lot of effort. It was really not easy to go up the mountain. But it was much easier to go down the mountain. Many smart and decisive people rolled on the ground and reached the foot of the mountain along the snow slope. Of course, this was because they were lucky not to hit the rocks...

"Bagayalu..." When the puppet soldiers rushed into the Japanese army, curses were heard one after another, but the Japanese did not shoot and kill these puppet soldiers, after all, the Japanese still needed the puppet soldiers to fight. But when the Japanese reorganized the puppet soldiers and climbed up the mountain again to look for the traces of "Hu Zi", they did not find any human figures, only the footprints left on the snow were very obvious.

"Damn it, who are these bearded guys? They have accurate shooting skills and many submachine guns, and they killed so many brothers without even noticing a pool of blood. Didn't they kill any of our brothers?" At the edge of the woods, a puppet army captain looked at the traces of the battle with red eyes and roared in dissatisfaction.

100 meters, such a close distance, the brothers paid so many casualties, but not a single beard was injured... Is this reasonable? Although I can't figure it out, it's the fact.

"Captain, should we follow these footprints?" At this time, some blind people came up to get scolded.

"Chase your mother..." After a warm greeting to his female relatives, the angry officer returned to the point: "What's the old saying? Don't enter the forest, don't chase the desperate enemy! They have only a hundred people and they can beat us like this. Do you think we can beat them by entering the old forest? Believe it or not, if we go into the old forest today, this time next year will be our death anniversary!"

"Then, how do we deal with the locust army? They are watching us at the foot of the mountain..." The subordinates did not want to enter the old forest, but they were more afraid of being killed by the Japanese.

"Who said we won't go in? Listen to my orders, chase forward 200 meters, and then fire hard. I suspect these bearded men are hiding 300 meters ahead... Let's go..."

After the order was passed, the puppet soldiers finally took action. Hundreds of them gathered in a horizontal span of more than 200 meters and went deep into the dense forest step by step. There were footprints in front of them, so the puppet soldiers were not worried about losing them, but they were always nervous.

Boom... An explosion sounded in front, and the puppet soldiers behind felt the air wave coming towards them. When the puppet soldiers' ears stopped buzzing, they heard screams in front of them. They didn't even need to guess, they knew that they had stepped on a landmine, so some brave puppet soldiers crawled to the front to check the situation. It was not a big deal at first glance, but they were terrified. The brothers who were just walking in front and leading the way fell to the ground, many of them lost their legs, and the snow was red. Although I have seen too many such scenes today, I can't help but feel touched, and I feel a sense of sympathy.

"Captain, should we continue chasing them?" At this time, someone asked Captain Ye, as he had the final say now.

"Shoot, there are besieged soldiers over there, shoot quickly..." Ye, a Chinese poet, could spot the besieged soldiers through the dense trees, pointed in that direction and ordered to fire. As a result, various gunshots echoed in the dense forest and finally reached the ears of the Japanese.

"Hey, the Imperial Army still has a strong desire to fight..." The Japanese had suffered a lot from the Anti-Japanese United Army in the early years, so they were afraid of Shu Linzi and watched the battle from outside. In fact, the Japanese casualties were not small in the battle just now. The captain of this temporary 500-man brigade was killed in the explosion, and no grenade thrower was left. More than a dozen officers were also killed.

Now, these devils don't want to fight anymore, because they have learned a lot from the domestic communications and realized that the failure of the war is inevitable. Of course, the more crazy it is at this time, but it doesn't mean they dare to fight their lives with these powerful bearded men. If they have the energy, can't they just kill the Chinese people? That's much safer.

In short, a pursuit battle that lasted for several days ended in such a hasty manner. After firing blanks for a while, the puppet soldiers reported to the Japanese with the soldiers who were killed or injured by landmines. The dead were the besieged, and the injured were their own people. Anyway, it was a mess. The Japanese didn't recognize all the puppet soldiers, so they just changed their clothes...

After wandering in the woods for a few days, the second special operations team found their own camp, thanks to the Oroqen old hunters in the team who led the way. The Oroqen hunters are having a hard time now. In the past, they were robbed by the merchants and bandits they called "outsiders". Now the market is directly controlled by the devils, and the merchants are even more unscrupulous, controlling the oil, salt and other supplies, and no longer go into the mountains to rob.

Some of the Oroqen hunters who lacked the necessary supplies went to Maozi's home in the north of Longjiang River, while others insisted on living in the dense forests, but could only exchange various prey for meager rewards. The key point is that sometimes, once you leave the mountains, you can never go back, and you will die directly.

Fortunately, Hu Lanzhou was from Hulan, north of Erbin, and knew some things about the forest. It took a lot of effort for him to get acquainted with the old hunters here. At this time, the old hunters of the Oroqen tribe living deep in the old forest were safer than the people outside, at least there was no one who tipped off the devils.

In the old forest, in a valley surrounded by mountains and with a hot spring inside, a new camp is being built quickly. Tianchuan and some soldiers from the special operations corps are the builders of this camp. Of course, now the camp is mostly inhabited by the rescued people.

Because they didn't know the specific situation, the people were separated into men and women, and then lived in wooden houses built in advance in groups of 10. Now, these people are being directed to cut wood to meet their living needs in the next few months. Although the wooden houses half buried in the soil and snow can block the wind and snow, they have to burn wood for heating, otherwise they will freeze to death without getting sick.

In this cold winter, in the snowy forest, there are battles, isolation, and hope for the future. (End of this chapter)