The independent regiment led by Zhao Gang did not retreat in the bloody battle at Chenjiayu. They fought to the death and gave Chen Weidong's 18 riders from the northwest of Shanxi Province time to cut off the retreat of the Yamamoto Special Agent Team.
The intense gunshots at Chen Jiayu's position affected the hearts of every company's special forces. No one said a word as they desperately sped up their advance.
The earlier they entered the battlefield, the more hope the brothers at Chen Family Valley had.
At the bottom of the cliff, more than half of the Yamamoto Special Agent Team's combat team had already climbed up the cliff, leaving only about 20 Japanese soldiers.
Dada, dada, dada!
Suddenly, there was a series of shots from the back of the Yamamoto Special Agent Team. From the sound of the gunshot, it sounded like a submachine gun, but it was very different from a submachine gun.
Yamamoto Ichiki frowned, and an ominous premonition surged up. He immediately ordered the special agents who were climbing up the cliff to stop and stay on guard.
A fully-armed member of the Japanese Special Forces ran to Yamamoto and panted. He said in a panic,"Sir, the sixth combat team in charge of security has discovered eight behind us. Road, we, our retreat has been cut off!”
Yamamoto Ichiki's face darkened, and he glared at him.""Nani?"
Yamamoto, who was extremely conceited and arrogant, did not believe that there would be an eighth route behind the special agent team. This route was carefully chosen by him, and there were no eighth route garrisons along the way.
Moreover, his special agent team had been very secretive on the way here. It was impossible for them to leave any traces that the enemy could discover.
Perhaps, it was a small number of eight. It was just a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse.
Yamamoto Ichiki displayed the good manners of an outstanding special forces officer and asked calmly,"How many enemies are behind us?”
"Probably twenty or thirty people."”
"Baka!"
Yamamoto was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He raised his hand and slapped the soldier's face fiercely. He said angrily,"Kobayashi, you are the Empire's most elite special agent team, and you are scared to this extent by just twenty or thirty Chinese people. As your commander, I am ashamed of such behavior!”
"Ha Yi!"
The soldier who had been slapped did not dare to complain at all.
Yamamoto continued,"The fourth and fifth combat teams will gather immediately. I will take you to eliminate this group of Chinese people. The other combat teams will continue to attack the Tuba Road in Chenjiayu according to the original plan. We must finish the battle within ten minutes!”
"Ha Yi!"
Two combat teams and more than 20 Japanese soldiers from the Yamamoto Secret Service Team rushed back with murderous intent.
Da da da, da, da!
The gunshots were getting closer.
As an outstanding commander of special operations, Yamamoto was familiar with all kinds of firearms in this era. However, the gunshot that echoed in his ears at this moment was something he had never heard before.
Could it be Tuba Lu's new weapon?
"Sir, sir, quickly, quickly organize a retreat. The firepower of the Chinese is too fierce!”
At this moment, a soldier from the special agent team, who was covered in injuries and had his helmet broken by a bullet from the side of his ear, ran to Yamamoto and the others in a sorry state. He shouted,"Sir, it's too late to leave now. The sixth combat team has been completely annihilated.”
" Nani? What did you say?"
This time, the expression on Yamamoto Ichiki's face could no longer be described as shock.
What a joke. This was a special agent team that he had spent three years of painstaking training. Be it combat ability, battlefield attainment, marksmanship, or individual combat ability, they were all one-in-ten-thousand warriors of the dynasty.
From the first day they appeared in the North China battlefield, there had never been a situation where a combat team was disqualified in a battle.
"Attention all teams, scatter and prepare for battle!”
Yamamoto didn't dare to be careless. With a wave of his hand, the two teams of soldiers immediately spread out, relying on the terrain to prepare for battle.
At the same time, Yamamoto also felt an unprecedented desire to fight. This was a desire to become stronger when he met a strong opponent, a desire to fight between experts.
On the other side, after eliminating the Yamamoto Special Agent Team's rear team with zero casualties, Chen Weidong led the eighteen riders of Northwest Shanxi to hide in the favorable terrain.
The two parties were currently in an S-shaped mountain valley. The Yamamoto Secret Service Team and the Eighteen Horsemen of Northwest Shanxi were in their blind spots. No one dared to act rashly.
Yamamoto signaled his soldiers to shout at the other side,""Is that the 8th Route Army in front?”
After getting Chen Weidong's approval, Lin Xiong shouted at the top of his lungs,""The Japanese from the Yamamoto Special Agent Team, listen up! Grandpa, the 18 riders from the Northwest of Shanxi under the command of Captain Chen Weidong of the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment!”
"Independent Regiment, Chen Weidong, the 18 cavalry of Northwest Jin?" Yamamoto's mind was in a mess. What is this?!
However, he was certain that the enemy, Chen Weidong, was a thorn in Lieutenant General Yoshio Shinozuka's side.
Last time, he didn't meet him in Zhao Family Village. He didn't expect to meet him today in Chen Family Valley. He really went through a lot of trouble to find him.
"Chen Weidong, since we've run into each other, let's settle the old and new scores together!”
As he spoke, Yamamoto used a tactical gesture to signal for the fourth team to take turns to cover the enemy and launch an attack.
On the other side, Chen Weidong also gestured for the first team led by Lin Xiong to cover fire. The nine members of the second team followed closely behind him and attacked the Yamamoto Special Agent Team.
This was a showdown between the Chinese and Japanese special forces, and it was about to start.
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