ps: I misread the number if I accidentally saw it wrong. The 213 wing was changed to the 112 wing, and my expertise was corrected.

"I knew that with more patience, I could almost catch big fish. It seems that this time, my brother is going to win the jackpot!"

Yuan Zhi put down the large high-energy thermal imager in his hand, and a bad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that made countless women scream.

That's right, this super soldier team that quietly touched the Japanese army and observed was led by him. Similarly, they were also the few of them. With their powerful equipment advantages, the Japanese army that urgently needed to accelerate their march were sniped and killed along the way, which was extremely painful.

Zhu Bin was caught and couldn't come out to do things in person, but it didn't mean that he just let go of everything. Instead, he quickly sent Yuan Zhi and a group of people in, nominally, to make trouble in the United States, relying on his full understanding of the Americans to strengthen the probability of success in the battle of the airborne troops.

This excuse... is really bad. However, Bai Chongxi and the others couldn't stop him anymore. At least Zhu Bin made concessions, and they really needed strategic foolproof.

So Yuan Zhi, the unrestrained guys, happily dropped into the jungle and took on the task of reconnaissance of the enemy along the way.

Of course, only they have been transformed through biochemical transformation and have ten times the ability to resist ordinary humans, and can neglect almost most known war zone viruses, infectious diseases and strange things, and have super defense capabilities and even safer armor protection than level 3a chemical defense suits.

Only special warriors like them who have the ability to fly briefly, have complete internal and external protection capabilities, have strong combat power, can communicate with satellites to determine their locations at any time, and concentrate various advantages in one can move freely in the mysterious jungle. Even if they encounter a large number of enemies suddenly, they can easily escape and even give the other party huge damage!

In recent days, their five-man team killed hundreds of Japanese lower-level officers with just using knives and silencers, and almost caused the command system of the 112th Regiment (written incorrectly before) to collapse!

After learning from the Chinese battlefield, the Japanese army, who had changed into American equipment, went south and basically stopped saluting the superior on the battlefield. That was to sincerely send the officers to the other snipers to kill! Even the epaulettes, hat badges, even swords and pistols, etc., tried to become a virtue. At least from a distance, the characteristics of easily distinguishing officers in the past were basically not easy to distinguish.

However, the Japanese have quite a complaint about this. Think about it, a nation that has maintained a strict hierarchical ruling system for thousands of years. The concept of superiority and inferiority is deeply rooted in the bone marrow and blood. It is inevitable that no one will get used to it. If it is necessary to do so on the front line for the safety of officers, it is obvious that many officers care more about face than the danger of death.

For example, Lieutenant General Takeuchi Kurata of the 55th Division has always been extremely unhappy with the above orders. Especially since the Japanese land sinking, he has advocated more: "The more critical the empire is, as a loyal and brave army, we should uphold traditions and perform our duties conscientiously! We should not change the best qualities of our Yamato nation, which were passed down by our ancestors in history because of fear of sacrifice! All etiquette is completely necessary and must not be changed at will!"

That means, the Great Japanese Empire is over. As a descendant of the Yamato nation, we must use this method to ensure that the traditional culture is not lost and continues to be passed on. Even if some people are killed or injured, it is very worth it.

Not to mention whether this argument is right or wrong, it may be okay to ask ordinary people to flow overseas, but how many people really care about? Then there must be a large group of people living together to see the clues. At least in the army, there is still a certain market, which is very telling!

So, ordinary soldiers in his division did not salute the officers casually, but when they were talking and communicating, they still did a meticulous manner of standing attentively lowering their heads and sticking their butts. Perhaps they thought that if I didn't raise my hands, the snipers in the distance would generally not be able to see clearly, right? In such a dense jungle, it would be difficult to see people clearly even if they were dozens of meters away.

But the Japanese could not have thought that Yuan Zhi and the others were not working with ordinary scopes. They were equipped with night vision or thermal imaging devices, and the sniper rifles they used were not conventional small and medium calibers. In addition to the 6mm assault rifles equipped with electronic sighting modules, any one that was slightly further away was either 12.7mm reverse equipment or simply a 25mm sniper gun!

The two large-caliber goods have an effective range of more than 1,500 meters. They use special bullets and laser-enhanced gun barrels, and the impact of wind speed, wind direction or even air humidity on the ballistics can be ignored. As long as the fire control computer calculates the impact of the earth's curvature and magnetic field, they basically hit the point of the point of being more than 1,000 meters!

This technology that needs to be put into the original time and space, which will take at least fifty or sixty years to achieve, was directly provided to his personal bodyguard by Zhu Bin with no integrity. It is really useless to use it on the Japanese army!

At this time, the sun had already set. The overcast hot air over the tropical mountains that had been steamed and roasted for an afternoon quickly dissipated and the temperature dropped rapidly. When the ground temperature was disturbed during the day, the ineffective thermal imager began to play an increasingly powerful role after increasing the power.

Yuan Zhi and the other five lurked on this hill for most of the day. The formation of Takeuchi Kuang and others arrived fell into their eyes immediately. Although there were dense trees blocking and they could not see clearly with the naked eye, the thermal imager could distinguish their movement patterns, especially the defensive postures of the guards, their postures, dispersal methods, and the arrogance of breaking into the command center without reporting all predicted a result--the one who came, at least a brigade commander and major general!

Major General. Yuan Zhi was amazed, it was a good goal.

Now that the Japanese army is in a dire state, the one worthwhile to kill is one less. With their powerful equipment, they have no intention of dealing with ordinary soldiers. It is even more wasteful to use expensive special sniper bullets to kill subordinate officers. It is not as cost-effective as a single big fish.

Yuan Zhi and the five men's armors automatically change digital camouflage according to the environment. After lurking, they may not be able to separate even if they walk three meters away. The gun he held in his hand was wrapped around a tropical jungle digital camouflage camouflage cloth, which was integrated with the environment. The thermal imaging sight, as thick as an arm, presents a fuzzy image of the target direction one kilometer away and a tent under the dense forest.

It was dark. No one could find them. The five of them were chewing high-concentrated energy bars in their mouths to supplement and strengthen their body consumption, waiting for the best attack time to arrive.

Takeuchi Kuang was very smart. After he came out of the tent, he did not look around and pose for the people to care about his injuries, but in fact he did not have an inch of his figure exposed to the shade of trees. Those places without tall vegetation were set as restricted areas. The Japanese army, which suffered several days of attacks and became frightened birds, were filled with temporary trenches and machine gun fortresses.

Although the ventilation is not good under the shade of trees, it is sultry and hot, and there are also a large number of mosquitoes and leeches, it is better than being shot to death outside, and I don’t know where the bullets came from. It’s so frustrating.

One or two hundred injuries need to be inspected. If you are serious, it will take half an hour to see that it is completely dark. There are stars vaguely visible in the jungle, and fires are lit one by one. The Japanese army began to cook, and the commanders gathered together to discuss the march. The commander of Takeuchi Hiroshi Division attended the meeting and proposed a suggestion that made everyone feel distressed: "We'd better march at night. This way we can walk more roads while it's cool."

The captain of the 112nd Regiment wanted to spit on the old man's face with a spit. Are you wrong? Do you act at night in such a jungle? Do you think this is a Northeast forest or a Japanese mountain? Don't talk about all kinds of strange things hidden in the dark, just the road and environment can make half of the people here scarred the next day, and even disappear inexplicably part of them!

Colonel Ohara directly objected: "Based on our experience and understanding of the local environment, night operations are still too dangerous! It is better to take advantage of the rare good weather to let the tired soldiers rest more and replenish their physical strength..."

"Baga! What's your attitude!"

Before he could finish his words, Takeuchi Hiroshi slapped the table and scolded sternly: "Are you questioning my understanding of the battlefield? Or do you think that the soldiers of the Imperial Japanese Army cannot endure hardships? Where is there no danger? Do you hide if there is danger? Is this your way to lead troops? Humph! It's simply unforgivable!"

Colonel Ohara probably also had a stomach full of evil fire, and he couldn't help but stumble on his neck and shouted: "Hi! Lieutenant General criticized it! But I still think that you should not take the lives of precious soldiers for unnecessary adventures! We are very unfamiliar with this jungle, and we don't know how many Chinese troops lurk in the dark waiting for attacks. Although the task of rescuing the British is very urgent, we must also consider the necessity of our power preservation..."

"Enough!" Takeuchi Kuang's eyes were bloodshot, white foam was sprayed out of his mouth, and he roared. "Many excuses! There is no need for a cowardly guy like you in the division commanded by me! I have more say in how to grasp the situation of the war! Now, just listen to my orders, rectify the troops immediately, and speed up the road forward!"

Colonel Ohara was also furious, and raised his head and looked at him in a tough refusal: "I refuse such an inappropriate order! We have no right to consume the lives of soldiers at will!"

Takeuchi Hiroshi sneered: "Hmph, I think you have been wearing the military uniforms of the English ghost beast for too long. If you eat their canned food for too long, you forgot that our Japanese Army grew up eating mugwort. Our Yamato nation has its own traditions and dignity! Don't apply them with their cowardly standards, you are not qualified!"

The Lieutenant General had long been very unhappy with the Japanese army's American uniforms and weapons, so how could he have a little bit of the image of the Imperial Army? In addition, the miserable things during the day came to a bunch of people. Facing the unwilling Colonel Ohara, he could not help but be furious.

Without saying anything, he left the disobedient bastard, Takeuchi Kiyo made Chief of Staff Kato pass on the order, but there were some tactful words in the retelling, such as "The commander of the division is considerate of the health of the soldiers and does not want everyone to endure the sultry and fumigation during the day. It is easier to concentrate on the road at night, and be able to arrive at the Impal Plain as soon as possible to thoroughly repair..."

It seems that there is no danger outside.

He didn't say that he had to use a torch or flashlight to look at the road during the march. If he was not careful, he might ignore the fluorescent indicators left in front, and he had to put the poisonous snake that was easier to find during the day and fell into his neck... Well, now everyone knows that no matter how hot it is, he should wrap his towel around his neck and tie his trouser legs tightly. The cuffs should be fastened, and the exposed skin should be applied to the grass juice to prevent mosquitoes. Once there is a wound, even if it is burned with a soldering iron, it must be stopped first to prevent the tempting bloody smell that can cause the terrible flies to catch several kilometers.

In short, compared to being in the Chinese battlefield, you have fallen from heaven to hell!

The obedience that the Japanese have cultivated for thousands of years played an excellent role at critical moments. Soldiers from ordinary farmers and fishermen did not know anything and dared not resist officers from the aristocratic samurai class. After obeying orders silently, they hurriedly finished the war meal, rested for a short half an hour, and immediately stood up and rushed to the road.

In front of them, there are traces and signs left by the 143rd Regiment after passing. It has not been washed away by heavy rain in recent days. It is also relatively fresh when the knife marks cut on dry walls or trees.

There are no stars above the jungle. It is difficult to see the road with a compass and sharp-eyed scouts alone, but overall, it is better than the road that has not been taken at all. Furthermore, they are all light infantry regiments and do not have much burden to suppress them. Compared with armored cavalry, mountain cannons and engineering baggage corps, it is much more comfortable.

Several pioneer squadrons composed of powerful soldiers and native Burmese recruited by the British were leading the way in front. Some people waved a machete in their hands, chopping down the entire roots hanging from their heads, vines stretching on both sides, weeds growing on the ground. Others used long forks to pick the things apart to prevent them from being disguised venomous snakes.

In addition, there are chemical defense soldiers carrying sprayers on some trees that are prone to breeding leeches and mosquitoes to prevent those things from rushing towards the lights, and in a blink of an eye, they sucked a living person only to leave a single skin.

Not to mention, the temperature was around twenty degrees at night. There was a little cool breeze, which felt more comfortable than during the day. The exhausted soldiers silently buried their heads and walked, not only unconsciously. They didn't notice that the marching route had deviated from the direction given by the British.

"Hehe! I just said, they will fall into the pit sooner or later!" Yuan Zhi, who was running quickly from the ridge with the armor propulsion system, burst into tears with a proud smile.

He considered this possibility in advance and familiarized the fluorescent marks left by the Japanese army on the way he came over, and then made several fakes in key places, leaving little traces to make them move from the fork in the road to another valley and another jungle.

The fluorescent marks printed on the same mold are very similar to the twisted paths that look very similar. They are mentally aware of the situation and are unknowingly, and before they know it, the people who are leading the way are sweating and panting, and are dizzy. When they find that there seem to be more and more grass under their feet, the hanging roots and the vines are getting denser. When something is wrong, they have completely led most of the team to the wrong side!

"No! Stop! This road... seems to be problematic!"

A Myanmar guide screamed in earthly language, which immediately shocked the rest of the Japanese army and the translator, shook his dizzy head, and suddenly discovered that under the occasional starlight projected in the sky, a faint mist appeared in front of them at some point, spreading towards their feet!

"This is...miasma!"

The guide screamed strangely, turned around and ran away! The translator with glasses looked pale and stuttered and shouted the deadly word, then ran away. The other soldiers were frightened and cursed "Baga" and turned around and ran away, as if there were a bunch of evil wolves in front of them to pounce on them and eat people.

No, it is more terrifying than a evil wolf! At least you can know how you died. But if you are infected with a poisonous miasma, you can only pray that God Amaterasu will not be too painful!

The panic spread from front to back as quickly as the waves, and soon arrived at the rear of the team. Takeuchi Kura was shaking on a new horse and was about to fall asleep. He suddenly heard a panic and screamed, and was so angry that he shouted loudly: "Bastard! What's going on? What happened?"

Chief of Staff Kato stuttered: "We... may have gone the wrong way!"

"Hey mud?" A layer of sweat appeared on Takeuchi Kuan's head! What a joke! Tropical forest, if you take the wrong path at night, it's no different from falling into the King of Hell!

He didn't care about asking why, so he hurriedly ordered the alert and immediately investigated everywhere to find the correct route, hoping not to deviate too far.

As a result, several teams came to report in sweat not long after: "There are many forks behind us! They all seem to be newly opened, but the route we are already confusing!"

Yuan Zhi and the other five were not idle! The Japanese army in front were running hard on the wrong way. They walked around from behind, and each divided their labor and quickly swung their swords forward from the depths of the dense forest. Their non-human physical strength and the strength of armor, no matter how many vegetation was, they were more than one meter wide in one knife. They almost used the speed of a trotting, and in a short time they could create a fork of hundreds of meters long.

In the jungle, there are not always dense vegetation, hundreds of meters, which is enough to communicate with a few flat and open lands, mountain streams, ditches, and you can get lost when you enter during the day, let alone at night!

Takeuchi Hiroshi knew that his troops were deceived without guessing! But regret was useless. The most urgent thing was to find the right direction as soon as possible. Faced with an unknown crisis, panic began to spread among the troops whose morale was not high.
Chapter completed!