Chapter 681 Hope in Despair
Ozawa Risheng is now hiding behind the side of a carriage piled with food.
While gasping for air to regain strength, he kept secretly observing the surrounding situation.
Although his eyes were full of despair, there was a glimmer of hope because of his choice just now.
Three minutes ago, I found myself and a group of Japanese army captains with incredible firepower. I finally realized that I had made an empiricist error. If I persisted as before, the heroic image of the Imperial Army would be maintained, but people would die. That's almost it.
In the end, the Chinese can easily harvest Victory's head.
When he led his troops back down the hillside and back to the mountain road, the Chinese gunfire gradually stopped, as if everything he and his subordinates encountered was just a nightmare.
However, the corpses lying strewn on the mountain road, as well as the moans that had gradually become inaudible from the previous shocking wailing, reminded the Japanese army captain that all this was true.
This result is really extremely despairing and depressing.
Despair, because the losses were beyond the imagination of the Japanese army captain. In less than 20 minutes, of the nearly 300 men and horses he led, only more than 80 big cats and kittens were left.
But the frustration was because the cessation of gunfire and explosions proved Ozawa's guess. The crazy Chinese did not bring an arsenal. Their ammunition storage was not as much as they showed. No matter how much more he persisted, After a while, we can hold on until the Chinese bullets are exhausted.
But he didn't have that many lives to waste anymore. Not only was he the commander, but in fact, more than 70% of the battle losses had already put the soldiers on the verge of psychological collapse. Even if he didn't give the order, they might all be killed. If the army is defeated, then they can only be slaughtered by the Chinese.
He has done what he can to the best of his ability. From determination to assessing the situation and retreating, he is definitely an excellent squadron commander.
What's more, the Chinese army that ambushed them not only had excellent weapons and equipment and abundant firepower, but also had a tenacious fighting will and excellent marksmanship. They should be the best among the best.
The six grenade groups and 12 grenade men under his command were basically killed by cold gunfire.
It was premeditated and was done by a shooter specially selected by the Chinese. Ozawa came to this conclusion after seeing with his own eyes a grenade launcher who was only 20 meters away from him.
The grenadier was a sergeant with at least five years of military service. He was very experienced. He was hiding behind a large leafy tree. The extremely cautious grenadier just lay down behind the tree and stretched out his arms quietly. He took out his weapon, exposed his arm a little, and was hit by a bullet that looked like it had eyes.
The sudden severe pain caused the grenadier to duck to one side subconsciously. He had just exposed half of his head when he was hit in the back of the head by another sudden bullet. The fragile back of the head was like a blooming flower. The blood lotus bloomed right in front of the Japanese captain.
The Chinese use superior firepower to suppress the infantry and focus on attacking threatening firepower points.
After their shooters killed the only grenadiers and light machine gunners who could fight back, it was soon the turn of the ordinary infantrymen.
This is like a pack of wolves hunting a herd of buffalo, relying on intimidation to scare away the strong male buffalo, and then attack the female buffalo and calf. In the end, there will be a cruel feast.
It can be said that all the persistence of Ozawa Risao, who had a chill in his back, completely collapsed after he figured this out.
After immediately issuing the military order for a full retreat, he threw away his white gloves and the command knife that he had cherished so much, put on a steel helmet that he had picked up, and mingled with more than thirty broken troops and ran along the road at the foot of the mountain until they ran away. Go to the baggage truck.
Because, on the extremely desperate battlefield, he smelled a possibility of survival from the fact that the baggage truck did not receive too many attacks.
The Chinese wanted to kill their own people, but they also wanted to seize supplies and baggage. Captain Ozawa Riso went down the mountain and hid in the gap between the carts on the mountain road. He had a glimmer of hope again. Maybe he could use the Chinese's tactical concept to find something in death. Live, get a chance of survival.
Of course, the fact that the baggage truck at the rear of the team did not come under terrible fire attack may also be due to the special terrain they happened to be in. The section at the foot of the mountain bend is not adjacent to the mountainous area covered with dense jungle like the front, but The mountain is suddenly gentle and there are no mountains, so it may be difficult for Tibetan soldiers to attack it.
But this is not important. What is important is that the baggage truck has not been attacked. He now has a chance to breathe and has time to think about how to use this opportunity to escape back. Like his subordinates who fled here, the Japanese Army Captain kept looking at the surrounding environment with frightened eyes to see where the best place to escape would be.
The deep ditch on the other side of the mountain road has basically cut off everyone's expectations. Whether they were squeezed out in panic or driven down by grenades, they have all become fertilizer for the bushes at the bottom of the ditch. The figure lying on the green vegetation looked extremely clear, and there was not even one that could move.
Even if you are unlucky and only break your arms and legs, in such a mountainous wilderness, the consequences of losing the ability to move are self-evident. The carnivores in the mountains are probably smelling the strong smell of blood. saliva.
As for whether reinforcements will arrive, the most optimistic Japanese army has no such ambitions. The sound of gunfire has never stopped in the valley on the other side of the mountain. The sudden loud noise was two times louder than the sound caused by the 105 howitzer. times.
Is the situation faced by His Excellency the Colonel and the main force even worse than theirs? This may be the only thing that comforts the remaining Japanese troops.
They are probably not the most tragic group of people.
This is human nature. Although it is dark and unbearable to look at, it is real.
Most people in this world can accept strangers who are better than themselves and happier than themselves, but they cannot accept that their friends are brilliant and dazzling. The terrible jealousy is like a poisonous snake biting their hearts all the time.
Everyone was beaten together. Although it made the Japanese soldiers who hid behind the cart like quails feel less miserable, their lives were still at stake.
They want to escape.
Forget about waiting for support, what about escaping?
For example, run away on the road!
Perhaps only a fool would do this.
If the Chinese can ambush here, they will not wait for them on the mountain road back. That's almost 100% certain.
The Japanese army captain who is constantly observing the surrounding situation dares to guarantee with his head that as long as he leaves the range of the cart, he will be targeted by Chinese gunmen who do not know where they are hiding, and then they will be attacked just like he once did in the native wilderness. Like a rabbit, he hunted him while he was running wildly on the mountain road with little cover.
Now, there is only one way to choose, to hide in the gaps between the rock peaks on the mountain roadside, and then look for opportunities to escape into the mountains, and survive this dangerous battle first.
However, Ozawa is so good. The only way to survive seems very tempting, but he can see this way. There is no reason why the Chinese can't see it, but the Chinese just left them like this in this dangerous place. A way out.
Perhaps, this road that seems to be a road to life has more terrible dangers than those roads to death.
At least here, he can resist the Chinese for a period of time because the Chinese hope to seize grain and other materials, but don't go there and go directly to Amaterasu to drink tea.
Hence, Captain Ozawa Risei, who has always been bold, has not yet made a decision.
The Chinese on the mountains are like extremely patient wolves, waiting for their prey to change their escape route before showing their fangs.
The battlefield became eerily quiet.
PS: Today is definitely a good day for Fengyue. The old book has been unblocked and has been renamed "Blooded Mountains and Rivers". This book is actually a sequel to the old book. Book friends who have not read Fengyue's old book can check it out. Some place names and country names have been changed by the website refinement team, but the storyline has not changed much. It is still a story of **** battles. I hope book lovers will like it.
(End of this chapter)
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