People like the bearded Folke Pinto obviously don't have too many scruples, so they are very simple and rough.
Nathan, who was sitting on the ground, rolled his eyes helplessly, not caring whether others could see it or not.
"Now others are fully armed, and you still want to fight them.
What’s the difference between this and committing suicide?”
Folke Pinto asked in a doubtful tone:
"If we don't do it, will we not have to die?"
For a moment, Nathan didn't know how to answer this question, and he couldn't help but think seriously about what Falk Pinto said.
Before he could figure it out, the white-headed Clay Hope beside him spoke first.
"Don't think about it, this is the only way we have now.
...
...
We have a chance tonight.
After tonight, everyone will just run for their own lives and wish for the best!"
An indescribable resoluteness, it was obvious that the meaning of the white-headed Clay Hope was very clear, either don't conflict with the other party,
But since the conflict has already occurred, don't hesitate, just do your best to fight the enemy to the death.
If you bet everything and still lose, then there is nothing to say, just accept your fate.
“I think you intellectuals just think too much.
What do you mean after tonight, everyone will run for their lives?
I don't care if I can succeed tonight.
As long as these little Japanese don't kill me, I will keep fighting them.
The worst that could happen is that I could hide in the jungle during the day and come out at night to fight them.
Until one side collapses completely."
Falk Pinto retorted directly in a casual but firm tone.
Obviously he agreed with the idea of a one-time deal for the White-headed Bird.
This can only be said that people have different personalities and will make different choices. As for which method is better, different people have different opinions.
The white-headed old man is obviously a person who plans before taking action and strives to achieve success in one go. If he fails, he will die.
This desperate approach often achieves miraculous results.
However, it is not advisable to just lie down and escape after failure.
But Falk Pinto is a reckless man who doesn't have so many ideas. His creed is to do it to the death as long as he can't kill himself.
Once he sets his sights on you, you will not stop until you die.
The two people's words obviously awakened Nathan, who had become depressed due to the blow of failure.
He gritted his teeth, stood up and said:
"You are right. Sooner or later, we will die.
It would be better to drag two dwarfs along as scapegoats.
The white-headed old man is right, we still have a chance tonight.
The Japanese must have been very tired after having just fought a big battle with us, and they successfully achieved their goal.
Maybe they will let down their guard.
Let's take this opportunity and give it another try.
However, we still need to plan carefully, as there are experts among the other side, and they may also be on guard against us."
Folke Pinto heard Nathan's voice and laughed.
He patted Nathan's shoulder as he stood up and said:
"Hahaha... that's right!
Why think so much? It's just a life, so just do it."
Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere, he was very silent when he launched the first attack.
The white-headed old man who was forced to participate also spoke directly at this time:
"That's right, just do it.
Life and death depend on tonight. The enemy camp is about one kilometer ahead.
We can use the jungle as cover to get to the nearest part of their camp and then launch an attack."
Nathan, who had awakened from his decadence, began to analyze again.
"How many people have we gathered? How many are left on the other side?"
Falk Pinto touched his head and said awkwardly:
“It’s pitch dark here, and we can’t count clearly, but at least 20 people died in the last attack.
Nearly 200 people had their hands and feet injured due to the enemy's traps.
Even more people ran away in a hurry during the retreat.
It is estimated that there are less than 500 people who can be gathered now."
Upon hearing this number, everyone fell silent.
Unexpectedly, in one attack, half of our men were lost.
Now there was no time for everyone to think too much, Nathan continued:
"Five hundred is five hundred. Since we have suffered casualties, it is impossible for the other side to be unscathed. There is no need to worry about the number of people.
Let's make a plan first, and then you decide how to fight."
"What's there to say? Just sneak into their camp and start fighting.
Hit whoever you see!"
"Ahem! Ahem! No, no, we can't just rush in and fight blindly like this, we'll just be delivering food to them.
I think we should find a way to attack those who have guns first.
It would be best if we could seize some weapons from them.
Only then will we have hope of victory.”
When the white-headed old man heard that Folke Pinto was about to rush in, he was startled and coughed twice before speaking.
Nathan also strongly agreed with what the white-headed bird said.
“What the White-headed Man said is correct, we should target people with guns.
Tell me, can we lure out the man with the gun and set up an ambush?"
When the white-headed Clay Hope heard this, his eyes lit up and he wanted to nod in agreement.
Folke Pinto asked directly:
"What if the other party doesn't fall for it?
Doesn't that mean our surprise attack plan has no chance?
I would say, why think so much, just go in and be done with it. "
Nathan was also stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but think of the well-organized defense line on the dock.
He sighed helplessly and said:
"Yes! There are experts in the other team, they won't be fooled easily.
It seems that this time we can only use the simplest and most brutal method.
But even if you rush in, you must first attack anyone with a gun.
Try to find ways to grab weapons.
Only in this way can we have a chance to survive.
Even if this operation fails, as long as we have weapons in our hands,
If they want to attack us, they should also consider how much loss they can bear."
Neither Falk Pinto nor Clay Hope had any objection to this.
Falk Pinto clapped his hands and said:
"That's settled then, let's move now and sneak up on us.
Just get started.”
"Wait, now is not the right time. Wait a little longer until they are all asleep, then we can act."
Nathan stretched out his hand to stop the bearded Folke Pinto who was about to turn around and leave.
Time passed little by little, and Mizuno Nobuyoshi had already lay down to sleep.
However, Kobayashi Hisasaku couldn't fall asleep because of his back pain.
He stood up and looked at the dark night in a daze.
Looking back on the experiences during this period, I can’t help but sigh. I don’t quite understand how life had been so good, but it suddenly turned out like this.
I don't know how much time had passed, but looking at the jungle at night, Kobayashi Hisasaku suddenly felt something was wrong.
His eyes fixed, and he quickly walked out of the room.
I looked at the dark night and listened carefully but heard no sound.
Yoshino, who was in charge of patrol, saw Kobayashi Hisasaku's appearance and approached him curiously, asking:
"Xiaolin-kun, why aren't you sleeping so late?
Don't worry! With us on guard, we will never let those bastards get in."
Kobayashi Hisasaku did not answer his question. He grabbed Yoshino's left hand and asked in a deep voice:
"Did you hear any noise?"
Yoshino was stunned by the question, but he quickly reacted, his face changed, and he asked urgently:
"Did you hear any unusual noises?
In that direction, I will send someone to check immediately."
As he spoke, he raised the submachine gun in his hand and pointed it at the jungle.
Kobayashi Hisasaku scolded in a low voice:
"What I'm asking is, did you hear any noise? Answer me, asshole?"
Yoshino was completely confused. Looking at Kobayashi Hisasaku, whose expression was a little ferocious, he didn't want to care about the other party's scolding.
He pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while before shrugged and said:
"I didn't hear any sound! Xiaolin-kun, are you being a little too sensitive?"
Kobayashi Hisasaku tightened his grip on Yoshino's arm, causing some pain. Yoshino looked up at Kobayashi Hisasaku with some displeasure.
I don't understand what's wrong with the old man.
Soon, the old man loosened his grip, patted Yoshino's arm and said:
"Go secretly and wake up all our people, and prepare for war."
Yoshino, who was already a little unhappy, was shocked when he heard this and almost screamed out. His arm was quickly grabbed by Kobayashi Hisasaku again.
“Don’t make any unusual movements, be natural, and ask those who get up not to make any noise.
Find a good cover, and shoot the enemy as soon as you see him, understand?"
"Understand...understand, but...but, we see the enemy!
There must be no mistake! "
Yoshino was obviously shocked by Kobayashi Hisasaku's words, and asked in a low voice with some fear.
"Don't worry! I won't make any mistakes.
If something goes wrong, I'm responsible.
You start moving right away and have them set up their machine guns.
Don't let the enemy rush to grab your weapon, understand?"
Yoshino knew that Kobayashi Hisasaku was the only one among them who had served in the military and had actual combat experience.
Moreover, he was the chief instructor selected by Mizuno Nobuyoshi, so he had the right to give orders.
Therefore, he no longer hesitated and chose to believe Kobayashi Hisasaku's words and started to act according to his instructions.
After Yoshino left, Kobayashi Hisasaku did not look around, but turned around and went directly to Mizuno Nobuyoshi's room.
"What? How do you know they've come up here?"
Mizuno Shinji, who was awakened by Kobayashi Hisasaku, exclaimed.
Kobayashi Hisasaku looked out the window without turning his head and whispered:
“Because it was so quiet around here, even the sound of insects disappeared.
This means they are very close to us.”
Before he finished speaking, he saw a man on patrol in the distance suddenly pointing his gun towards the dense forest and shouting:
"Who, who is there?"
Soon, several figures emerged from the darkness and pounced on the patrolman.
The patrolman's gun fired immediately.
The sound of "bang" was particularly clear in the dark night.
The gunshot was like a starting gun signal. In the dark jungle, countless dark shadows rushed towards the camp regardless of anything.
The patrolman's gunfire struck a figure that lunged toward him.
From a distance, Kobayashi Hisasaku could see the figure tremble all over, rush forward four or five meters, and then stop moving.
The people around him, however, still rushed towards the patrolman regardless.
This situation obviously frightened the patrol officers, and their movements of pulling the bolt and loading the gun seemed extremely slow.
He pulled the bolt to load the gun while backing away.
In just a short while, the figure rushing up was less than ten meters away from him.
With a "bang", another gunshot rang out, and another person who rushed over fell down.
As the patrolman was approaching, gunshots rang out in the camp.
The figures who attacked the patrol officers were the first to be shot.
Under the cover of gunfire, the patrolman crawled behind a shelter.
It happened in a split second, and the attacking party had suffered five or six casualties.
But the attackers were clearly not intimidated.
Instead, like moths to a flame, they continuously rushed out of the dark jungle towards the Japanese camp which was ablaze with flames.
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