Chapter 383: The End of the Rampant
Chapter 383: The End of the Rampant
After seeing the ceasefire, the puppet soldiers hurriedly supported the wounded and retreated to the rear.
The Japanese squadron leader behind had already divided his troops into two groups to encircle the enemy from the left and right, but the squadron leader still stayed where he was.
Seeing the puppet troops retreating, the squadron leader quickly fired forward.
"Bagayalu, don't retreat, don't retreat!"
Several bullets hit the puppet soldiers, scaring them so much that they had to turn back.
The following 26 mutants, led by Kazuo Aoshima, came to the Japanese squadron leader.
The smell of gunpowder on the battlefield interfered with their sense of smell.
But their hearing is still very good.
One of the mutants lay on the ground with his ear pressed to the ground. After listening for a while, he got up and reported.
"Report, the enemy troops are retreating in three directions, with more than 30 people in each direction!"
Upon hearing this, the Japanese squadron leader looked at the mutant as if he were a monster.
Baka! You can hear it like this.
Kazuo Aoshima glanced at his astonished eyes and snorted coldly.
"The Eighth Route Army guerrillas are quite cunning. They want to disperse our forces so that they can fight a guerrilla war against us!"
What the Japanese squadron leader fears most is guerrilla warfare.
Moreover, in just one ambush, more than half of a company of puppet soldiers were killed.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said.
"Mr. Cangdao! In your opinion, what should we do now?"
"Didn't the puppet army say they knew the guerrillas' lair? No matter how the guerrillas disperse, they will eventually return to their lair. We can take down their lair first!"
The Japanese squadron leader was startled and quickly shouted to one of his men, asking him to bring a puppet soldier over.
But the puppet army had no idea where the Eighth Route Army's lair was, and the angry Japanese squadron shot the puppet soldier in the head.
"Cangdao-kun, what should we do now?"
The Japanese squadron leader was at a loss, and he now felt that this mutant was really fucking awesome.
He was extremely impressed that he could tell the approximate number of people in three directions by just putting his ears to the ground.
In addition, the combat effectiveness of this mutant corps is quite impressive, and following the mutant corps, the chances of survival are greater.
So, he now decided to obey the orders of the masked man.
The masked man Aoshima Kazuo pondered.
"We have more people than them. Even if we split into three groups, we still have more people than them. If we split into three groups, follow them, kill them, and leave a few wounded, we can find their lair and wipe them out in one fell swoop!"
"Yoshi, that's a good idea, Aoshima-kun!"
The Japanese squadron leader gave a thumbs up and flattered his superior, then quickly ordered the puppet army to take the lead, while he and his men followed behind with the masked man.
The masked man Kazuo Aoshima also divided the team into three groups.
He brought 26 men with him, making a total of 27 people. They were divided into three groups, with exactly nine mutants in each direction.
Moreover, the Japanese squadron leader issued an order that all the Japanese on the left and right wings must obey the mutant's orders.
However, the Japanese mutants on both wings became rampant.
After the nine mutants from two directions caught up with the Japanese infantry on both wings, they immediately commanded their troops to pursue them quickly.
During the pursuit, the nine mutants disliked the slow speed of the Japanese infantry and rushed directly to the front, quickly leaving the Japanese infantry behind them behind.
Far ahead, the Eighth Route Army on both wings had already arrived at the second minefield and were ready to ambush.
"Damn, I'm so tired!"
"Set up the machine guns!"
The guerrilla squad leader shouted and turned to look in the direction they came from.
In the dark night, under the moonlight, the team leader let out a long sigh of relief when he saw the Japanese soldiers behind him running wildly on the road with flashlights.
"Damn it, he really caught up with me!"
"Luckily there aren't that many people, probably around fifty or sixty!"
"Captain, Yuan Shuai reminded us before that we should be careful of the mutants. He said that the mutants are fast and hard to spot in the dark! Are there really any mutants coming behind us?"
The captain was startled by the words of one of his subordinates.
He wanted to say something.
One of the mutants who was running wildly accidentally touched the booby trap.
This was the booby trap that Yuan Shuai personally ordered them to set.
The booby trap tripwire is in front, and the booby trap is about ten meters behind.
Because he knew that the mutants were fast and the booby traps on the spot could not reach them at all.
Only if the booby trap is placed more than ten meters behind the booby trap tripwire will it explode, because the Japanese will continue to rush forward after touching the booby trap tripwire, and the booby trap explosion will have a chance of injuring the mutants.
Sure enough, the booby trap line triggered the booby trap, the grenade pull ring was pulled, and the grenade exploded with a delayed delay.
The mutant has rushed forward more than ten meters.
Although several mutants rushed out of the booby trap.
But Yuan Shuai used cluster booby traps and even added explosive packs and chili powder.
Several cluster booby traps exploded in succession.
Any living target within a range of more than 20 meters from the center of the booby trap will be either killed or injured.
Even if the mutants had noticed the problem and wanted to avoid it, it was too late.
The entire minefield exploded with violent flames.
The nine mutants on the left wing were all blown to pieces by the explosives.
Almost at the same time, the same thing happened on the right wing, and nine mutants were also blown to pieces.
"Damn it, what's going on? They set off a booby trap without even seeing anyone!"
"Could it be that the rat triggered the booby trap?"
"That shouldn't be the case. I just saw body parts and blood flying in the air!"
"So, it's a mutant!"
"should be!"
"More alert!"
For a moment, the guerrillas were no longer excited, but were sweating coldly from nervousness.
Everyone stared with wide eyes as they watched the flames from the burning jungle weeds illuminate the surroundings after the explosion.
Several body parts and clothes were seen burning with flames.
The guerrillas were certain that this was definitely a mutant.
Because Yuan Shuai said that mutants don’t need flashlights when they move around at night.
The Japanese soldier who was holding the flashlight just now is still behind us.
"Damn, we finally killed a few mutants!"
"Don't be careless, be careful of the mutants rushing over!"
The two team leaders on the left and right did not dare to be careless and were on high alert with cold sweats all over their bodies.
The Japanese infantry behind were frightened by the loud explosion.
"Baga! There's a minefield ahead!"
"Don't worry, the mutants are too fast. Even if they really encounter booby traps and mines, they can run out of the explosion range!"
"Yes, with them in the front, it's safe!"
The Japanese squad leaders smiled and continued to move forward with their men.
However, when they arrived at the explosion site in front, they were all dumbfounded.
After the explosion, some branches and weeds were still burning.
The flames illuminated the area of the explosion.
Inside the area, the mutants' bodies and clothing fragments that had been blown to pieces were scattered everywhere.
"Bagayalu, there's an ambush, hide!"
The Japanese squad leader suddenly reacted and fell to the ground.
"beat!"
The ambushed guerrillas opened fire rapidly.
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