Entering the mountains and forests, Zhang Jinpeng, the battalion commander of the Second Battalion of the Independent Detachment, scattered his brothers in a company and platoon to fight.

Zhang Jinpeng personally led a dozen second battalion soldiers to guard the front.

Soon, a Japanese soldier with a plaster flag inserted into the gun led several Japanese soldiers and more than a dozen puppet troops to appear in their sight.

But he did not fire immediately, but instead whispered to his brothers to calm down.

After entering the mountains, the Japanese and puppet troops seemed to smell a trace of danger. The speed of rushing forward suddenly slowed down. They poked their heads and took a few steps after a long time.

Especially those puppet troops, as they walked, they began to fall behind and slowly retreated behind the Japanese.

Several Japanese devils seemed to focus all their attention in the mountains and forests, so they did not notice this at once.

"Bang!"

Finally, when the distance was less than 30 meters, Zhang Jinpeng raised the shell gun in his hand and pulled the trigger.

The gunshots rang out, and the Japanese soldiers with plaster flags inserted at the gun fell to the ground.

"beat!"

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang--"

"Da da da da!"

"Dadadada—"

Just as Zhang Jinpeng opened fire, the other brothers of the second battalion also opened fire one after another. In an instant, gunfire sounded four times. Nearly half of the dozen Japanese and puppet troops fell down before they could react.

After the rest of the people reacted, they looked for a location to hide and fought back.

The gunfire here quickly attracted the attention of the Japanese and puppet troops around, and they rushed towards this side like hungry wolves smelling blood.

"withdraw!"

Zhang Jinpeng was not interested in fighting. Seeing that the remaining Japanese and puppet troops had already been hiding, he led his team to the depths of the forest according to the previously planned route.

"Baga Road!"

Several Japanese and puppet troops rushed over and found that Zhang Jinpeng and others had withdrawn, and then they chased after them in the direction of their evacuation.

"boom!"

After several confrontations and another thunder detonated, the Japanese and puppet troops finally gradually subsided and temporarily stopped chasing Zhang Jinpeng and his group.

In other aspects, all the teams of the Second Battalion of the Independent Detachment fought with the Japanese and puppet troops.

The puppet army was afraid of death and was not afraid of low combat effectiveness, so all teams regarded the Japanese as the first offensive target.

It has to be said that their clear strategic deployment has achieved great results.

When the general took the lead in bringing down the Japanese devils, the remaining two Japanese devils suddenly became soulless and could not even fight back.

Many puppet soldiers were even more scared and turned around and ran away.

If the number of people is equal, the Second Battalion of the Independent Detachment will definitely not be afraid of this group of Japanese and puppet troops.

However, the number of people between the enemy and us is too big, and the Japanese are not like the puppet army. They all have undergone the most stringent military training and are proficient in all-weather terrain combat such as plains and mountains.

Moreover, these Japanese devils who independently became the First Brigade are the elites. They all have experienced countless battles, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they have experienced many battles.

Even if the individual combat capability is not inferior to that of the veterans of the Independent Detachment.

After the initial defeat, these Japanese devils quickly adjusted and gradually stabilized the situation, gradually controlled the battlefield from point to surface, compressed the battlefield step by step, and gradually forced the brothers of the Second Battalion of the Independent Detachment to the top of the mountain.

Zhang Jinpeng, the battalion commander of the Second Battalion of the Independent Detachment, knew the Japanese clearly, but the gap in strength between the enemy and us was too big.

Even though he repeatedly dealt with the Japanese, he could not escape the fate of retreating to the top of the mountain.

During this period, they wiped out many Japanese devils, but they also suffered major casualties.

The brothers who can still fight are just white, and the rest are buried in this nameless mountain, accompanying the ancient trees of the green mountains and forever.

...

On the other hand, all the reconnaissance battalions of the Independent Detachment were dispatched and soon the opportunity of the Japanese Independence First Brigade to go to Zeng Bing of the Wild Gulf was discovered.

When the news came back, a cold suddenly appeared on the corner of Yang Yun's mouth: "It seems that the Japanese are planning to fight us as well."

After saying that, he suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Start up the march!"

Yang Yun knew that the Japanese Independent Mixed Brigade's First Brigade was close to the Savage Valley, and they were modern mechanized troops. Even if most of the chariots were destroyed in the First World War, their chariot ownership should not be underestimated.

Except for the cavalry battalion that was first dispatched, the rest of the Independent Detachment would inevitably reach the Savage Valley later than the Japanese.

If you continue to march on the same route, you may be ambushed by the Japanese. So Yang Yun directly changed the marching route and supported advancing towards the hinterland of the Yeren Valley.

Yang Yun's prediction was extremely accurate. After the Japanese reached the entrance of the Savage Valley, they set up ambushes directly in the Savage Valley, waiting for their arrival.

However, what surprised these Japanese devils was that they waited and their eyes were dazzled. Just when they thought the Independent Detachment might give up support, they suddenly heard from the hinterland of the Savage Valley that the Independent Detachment had already entered the Savage Valley.

"Baga! How could these abominable Chinese people enter the valley? Could it be that they had grown wings and flew in?"

The Japanese Grandpa, who was in charge of ambush command, was confused after receiving the news, but he had no time to think about it because he had received the order and quickly led his troops into the valley.

Of course, the Independent Detachment did not fly from the sky with its wings. They were the Savage Valley that crossed the primeval forest of the Savage Valley and then slid into the Savage Valley with ropes.

It has to be said that traveling through dozens of miles of primeval forest in summer is a great adventure, but Yang Yun has no choice.

The valley mouth was occupied by the Japanese. If you want to get from there, you will definitely pay a heavy price even if you can enter the Savage Valley.

This price was something that Yang Yun could not bear, so he chose to venture through the primeval forest.

This road is difficult to walk and takes a lot of time. Even the heavy firepower weapons of the artillery battalion were abandoned, and only some small-caliber mortars and grenade launchers were taken.

When the large army of the Independent Detachment arrived at the hinterland of the Wild Man Valley, Zhang Jinpeng's troops had retreated to the top of the mountain and persisted for eight hours, and only more than 30 men were left in his brothers.

Even Zhang Jinpeng and Tiezhu were all hung with colors, but fortunately they were only scratched by bullets, and they were slightly bandaged and joined the battle.

On the other hand, the cavalry battalion rushed to the Wild People's Valley before the Japanese army, and originally wanted to rush to the deepest part of the Wild People's Valley to support the rescue of the trapped Zhang Jinpeng's troops.

The result was that he was attacked by Japanese devils from both sides, and the situation was more dangerous than that of Zhang Jinpeng's troops.

Zhang Jinpeng's troops still have a mountain to escape, but they have nothing.

Fortunately, the Wild Man Valley is wide enough, and the widest part is more than one mile.

Although there are only two large forks, there are many small forks.

Some are one or two miles deep, while others are hundreds of meters deep.

The first part of the cavalry battalion found such a fork and retreated to defend, which avoided the dilemma of being attacked by the Japanese.

But in this way, they had no way out.

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Chapter completed!