Chapter 2 Encounter with the Japanese during World War II (Part 2)
The command ordered the special forces members to clean up the battlefield, and then quickly withdraw from the combat area to the designated assembly point, while he headed towards the enemies he had eliminated
Well, alright!
This series of names struck Zheng Xiao like a barrage of bombs, momentarily leaving him dazed and unable to accept it all.
A fish leaped into the bushes beside him, and Xiao Wu glanced at the wound on his right arm, then gritted his teeth and cursed, "Damn it, it's a real gun"
The Longya Special Operations Brigade is equipped with the Type 95 automatic rifle, which is naturally far more powerful than the Japanese Arisaka Type 38 rifle with its bolt-action mechanism. Moreover, the special operations team members are exceptional marksmen capable of hitting targets at a hundred paces, so in any engagement, the Japanese soldiers fall one after another.
After checking each of the remaining enemy corpses one by one and confirming that they were all dead, Zheng Xiao then picked up his automatic rifle and plunged into the jungle, heading towards the designated assembly point
Once it was confirmed that they were not actors, Zheng Xiao's first thought was that these individuals were foreign smuggling and drug trafficking operatives, as well as armed militants
A beastly howl erupted as the Japanese soldier rose from the ground and lunged towards Zheng Xiao, embracing him in a fierce struggle
The Japanese man grinned grimly, mumbling, "We are the reconnaissance soldiers of the 51st Division of the Kwantung Army of the Empire of Japan. Which Chinese unit are you from?"
1933
Bang— the gunshot rang out, the distinctive crisp sound of the Type 38 rifle echoed through the dense jungle. Xiao Wu, standing halfway along the path, staggered as his body swayed, blood oozing from his right arm, which he was clutching.
Zheng Xiao stared at them for a long time but found no evidence that they were acting; instead, he became more vigilant, thinking, "This is a well-trained unit."
He shot dead eight of the nine enemies, leaving one alive. However, at this moment, his hands and feet were all broken, and he could only lie on the ground, struggling and emitting painful moans
"What unit are you?" Zheng Xiao asked in fluent Japanese, a language they must master proficiently. "Are you drug traffickers from abroad?"
He Ming immediately issued the order, and a soldier stealthily approached the Japanese army, using the cover of plants and rocks. Meanwhile, He Ming and the dozen or so soldiers beside him watched with wide eyes.
If it were an actor, although the attire and the actions might appear somewhat similar due to deliberate imitation, they are ultimately amateurish and will reveal significant flaws.
In 1933, that Japanese soldier gritted his teeth and uttered these few words
What should I do
Shaking off the dirt from his body, Zheng Xiao emerged from behind the rock. He glanced at the spot where the enemy had just been lying and found that only a pool of blood and the charred marks from the explosives remained.
As for the special forces members, only Xiao Wu sustained a minor injury to his right arm
At this moment, Zheng Xiao was completely petrified
Although these enemies have decent combat skills, they are still far behind the special operations units from other military districts in the exercises, so they can only expect to be defeated
He Ming seemed to be growing impatient. He suggested, "Captain, how about I send someone to scout ahead and make contact with them"
If they are actors, the team members can pass by them without paying any attention and hurry to the assembly coordinates announced by Zheng Xiao; but if they are not actors, how should they be treated
Zheng Xiao held a Type 95 automatic rifle, firing in quick succession. With each shot, an enemy soldier fell to the ground, struck in vital areas such as the forehead and heart.
The body sprang up from the ground, and Zheng Xiao plunged headfirst behind a nearby rock, allowing the rough, sharp stones to leave streaks of blood on his cheeks and body
With a thunderous roar, a violent explosion erupted from the mountainside, smoke and shockwaves sweeping through the surrounding area. Fragments of rock and broken branches fell from the sky, covering him completely.
Zheng Xiao half-squatted behind the tree, holding a telescope to scrutinize the Japanese army unit, wanting to discern their details clearly
Now, he needs to gather all the team members scattered throughout the jungle together
The battle began suddenly and ended just as quickly. The special forces encountered only small units, with at most around ten individuals. Therefore, the outcome of the confrontation was predictable: the enemy was completely annihilated
The jungle was extremely lively, with bullets whizzing by, branches and leaves being shot away in countless numbers, while the trunks were riddled with bullet holes. If a bullet struck a rock, it would immediately create dazzling sparks, leaving behind a white mark
What year is it now? Zheng Xiao shook his somewhat dreamy head and then asked in a deep voice.
At that moment, the Japanese soldier lying on the ground suddenly pulled out his right hand, which was pinned beneath him, revealing a sweet melon-type grenade hanging from his wrist, the fuse already removed.
At this moment, the other special forces members in the communication channel anxiously awaited his orders to see how to respond to the suddenly emerged team
Unexpectedly, this enemy was so insane, wanting to perish together. Zheng Xiao released his automatic rifle, then supported the enemy's body with both arms, and with a powerful kick, he sent him flying out.
On the land of China, how can we allow the Japanese to run rampant!
The sudden appearance of a person took the Japanese army by surprise; in the next moment, they shouted in rapid Japanese, raising their Type 38 rifles.
Regardless of whether he truly traveled back to 1933, since there exists a group of threatening enemies in the jungle, he must lead his team to fight against them
Prepare for battle! The sound of the gunshot instantly made Zheng Xiao understand their situation. With a loud roar, he raised the automatic rifle in his hand
Zheng Xiao was also deep in thought, and he still had not figured out the origins of these individuals, making it impossible for him to make a decision
The warrior lurked to a distance of approximately 20 to 30 meters, then stood up from his hiding place and shouted to the opposing team, "Fellow villagers, are you from the film crew?"
However, this small unit, along with the Japanese army's orderly formation in the illustrated book, displayed skilled tactics and maintained a high level of vigilance during their march. The seriousness and alertness on their faces could not be feigned; they were truly a well-trained regular army.
As he approached, Zheng Xiao noticed that the soldier dressed in Japanese military attire was probably in his thirties, with a short crew cut and a tuft of beard on his chin, exhibiting a typical Japanese appearance. At that moment, he was looking at Zheng Xiao with a gaze filled with hatred
"Xiao Wu, get down!" In the intercom, He Ming shouted urgently to remind the soldier
However, these enemy soldiers possessed extensive combat experience. Even when clearly at a disadvantage, no one retreated. Instead, they took advantage of the cover provided by trees and rocks to engage in a firefight with the special forces.
Approaching him, Zheng Xiao crouched down and leaned in front of the other person
Dada!
During the initial training camp, Zheng Xiao was already a renowned sharpshooter, capable of hitting any target with pinpoint accuracy. If he were given a sniper rifle, even the sniper instructor of the training camp would be defeated by him
Empire of Japan, Kwantung Army, 51st Division
The crisp sound of gunfire echoed through the forest as all the special forces members opened fire. Although they were positioned in various locations, they almost all encountered Japanese soldiers, leading to a fierce exchange of fire.