bullyxtreme Chapter 778 Appearance and Lockdown
Chapter 778 Appearance and Lockdown
In the forest on the left, a guerrilla fighter reported to Zhang Dabiao: "Captain, half of the prisoners have not escaped yet. They are blocked in the carriage by a Japanese machine gun crew and several Japanese soldiers. Anyone who jumps out will be shot. What should we do?"
Zhang Dabiao listened to the gunshots all over the mountains and knew that the battle had to be resolved quickly. After all, this was a key patrol area for the Japanese. Once the nearby Japanese military stations heard the gunfire and sent reinforcements, they would be held back and unable to leave.
He immediately said, "Go call Coach Liu over!"
"Yes!"
Coach Liu quickly rushed over: "Lao Zhang, what's the matter with you calling me over? I'm leading my men to break through the enemy's firepower and attack!"
Zhang Dabiao immediately explained the situation where half of the prisoners were trapped in the train and unable to escape. He then continued, "Coach Liu, our mission this time is to rescue those prisoners, not to fight the Japanese to the death. With our limited number of men, guns, and ammunition, we simply cannot afford to fight the Japanese to the death. Therefore, our main goal should be to rescue the prisoners. As long as we rescue all the prisoners, then we can find a way to get the Japanese to withdraw from the battle!"
Coach Liu thought for a moment and nodded. "You're right. So what are you going to do?"
Zhang Dabiao said, "I want you and your team to go over and take out that Japanese machine gun crew and the few Japanese soldiers around them, lift the Japanese blockade, and allow the remaining prisoners to escape!"
Coach Liu immediately agreed: "Okay, I'll take people there right away!"
On the other side, Ichiro Yamamoto of the Japanese special forces was rushing over at full speed with a dozen of his men.
They stopped the rail car three miles away. After getting off, they walked along the left side of the railway and soon entered the mountains and forests.
"Stop!" Ichiro Yamamoto suddenly stopped while walking and raised his fist. Then he squatted down and gestured to the team members behind him.
As soon as the Japanese special forces members squatted down, they heard rustling sounds from the weeds and branches in front of them, and everyone immediately raised their guns.
A row of weeds as tall as a person was pulled aside, and two Japanese special forces soldiers walked over with their backs bent.
This was the scout sent by Ichiro Yamamoto to explore the way. When they saw that it was one of their own, the Japanese special forces relaxed.
"Have you completed the reconnaissance?" asked Ichiro Yamamoto.
The two returning scouts came over and squatted. The leader took out a simple hand-drawn map and spread it on the ground. He pointed at the map and said, "The Chinese ambush site is about 500 meters away from us. There are Chinese ambushes in the mountains and forests on both sides. The total number of people is about 120. After such a long battle, there should be some casualties."
"We suffered heavy casualties on the train because the Chinese used mortars. Several of the open-air circular fortifications on the train were hit, and a series of explosions occurred in one carriage. According to observation, there was about a squad of soldiers hidden inside. It is estimated that they all died for their country!"
"The people hiding in the forest to the left of us are guerrillas, and the people in the forest opposite us are probably the National Salvation Army. They've run out of shells and bullets, and their firepower has weakened!"
Yamamoto Ichiro stared at the map for a while, thought for a moment, and asked, "Can Mr. Sakata still hold on on the train?"
"It should be possible. After all, Team 1 still has half of its men, and Team 3 is still intact and has strong firepower. If nothing unexpected happens, they should be able to not only hold on, but even launch a counterattack. However, if the Higanbana mentioned by Lord Sakata takes action, it's hard to say!"
Yamamoto Ichiro pondered for a moment and asked, "Where can I observe the entire battle scene up close without being easily discovered?"
The scout pointed to a spot southwest of the battle scene and said, "Here! This is the highest point. It's about 200 meters from the battle scene. It's also about 200 meters away from the guerrillas ambushed in the forest on the left. We can see the situation clearly!"
Yamamoto Ichiro immediately said: "Then let's go here!"
"Hayi!"
Under the guidance of the scouts, it didn't take long for the Yamamoto Special Forces to reach a commanding height about 200 meters away from the scene of the battle.
The guerrillas originally wanted to ambush troops at this position, but this position was not suitable for a charge because the hillside below was too steep, with a slope of almost 80 degrees, so the guerrillas gave up this position, but they did not expect it to be used by the Japanese special forces.
After all the Japanese special forces had found a hiding place, one of them asked Yamamoto Ichiro, "Captain, our casualties seem quite high, and the machine gun crew blocking the car door is almost overwhelmed. More and more prisoners are escaping! Should we help?"
Yamamoto Ichiro said seriously: "Our mission this time is not to help them fight, but to deal with the Higanbana team. If the Higanbana team does not show up, even if everyone on the train dies, we can't take action!"
"But we still don't know whether the Higanbana intelligence team will show up. If this Higanbana never shows up, and I wait until all the prisoners have escaped and everyone on the train has died, then wouldn't our trip be in vain?" said the Japanese special forces member next to him.
Yamamoto Ichiro said with a straight face, "I told you, our mission is to deal with the Higanbana Intelligence Team, not these scumbags. Do you understand?"
"Hayi!"
At this time, a sniper lying nearby suddenly said: "No, this is not the case. More and more of our people are dying on the train, but the bullets that killed them are not coming from the mountains and forests on both sides!"
Upon hearing this, Ichiro Yamamoto immediately picked up a telescope to observe the scene of the battle. In the camera, he saw that one after another Japanese soldiers were shot and fell on and off the train.
After seeing five Japanese soldiers fall down after being shot, Yamamoto Ichiro wondered, "What's going on? Which direction did the bullet come from?"
The sniper said, "I can't tell. If we were at the scene, we should be able to see it, but we are too far away from the scene. We can't judge the direction of the bullet from the part where the soldier was shot!"
"Look carefully and make sure to find the location of the person who fired the shot in secret. I feel that the Higanbana intelligence team should have appeared!" Ichiro Yamamoto said while observing through a telescope.
Just then, after the Japanese machine gun team was tied down by the guerrillas, the firepower blocking the carriage holding the prisoners of war stopped. The prisoners stuck their heads out and saw that the Japanese were tied down. They became bolder and rushed to jump out and escape into the mountains and forests.
"Baga, shoot, shoot!" Several Japanese soldiers hiding under the mountain wall shouted and kept shooting at the fleeing prisoners with their guns.
"Chiu chiu chiu" three consecutive shots, without any gunshot sound, three Japanese soldiers were killed with three bullets.
The Japanese special forces sniper lying on the top of the mountain 200 meters away suddenly saw this strange scene. He did not see the gun, but only saw three consecutive flashes of gunfire under the mountain wall about ten meters away from the three Japanese.
The sniper instinctively pulled the trigger and fired a shot towards the location of the flashing gunfire.
Zhang Yunhe, who was hiding and dodging, instinctively felt the danger. Without thinking, he took a step back and stood behind a big rock.
"Swish--" The bullet just grazed his armor shoulder guard and hit the mountain wall, sending a ball of stone fragments flying.
"Huh?" Zhang Yunhe quickly turned his head to look in the direction the bullet came from based on the bullet's impact point and trajectory. The iron-blooded mask instantly locked onto the sniper's position.