The searchlight patrol time of the Japanese central turret has been greatly extended.
Yes, Kong Jie quickly noticed the change.
It seems that Wang An succeeded.
Around two o'clock in the morning, this was the time when the Japanese fell into a deep sleep.
The two smaller turrets on the left and right, and the three-story searchlight patrol speed also slowly slowed down.
A near miss!
The puppet troops as internal agents succeeded.
Wang An had already conveyed information to Kong Jie about the area where the Japanese had laid mines around the barbed wire fence. At this moment, Kong Jie led his team to avoid the minefield and found a safe area.
Then for the commando members, it was a familiar operation.
Cut the barbed wire, put the wooden planks on the trench filled with water, and then use the searchlight to explore, one by one, quickly reached the bottom of the turret through the trench.
It was the first time for Ding Wei and others to do such a thing, and they all felt inexplicably excited.
It really feels like dancing on the tip of a sword. For such a night attack, Ding Wei and Kong Jie only have two reinforced platoons. If there is a mistake somewhere and the team is exposed, it will be in big trouble.
But once it succeeds, it can be said to be a great victory compared to the troops invested.
After successfully approaching the gun tower, Kong Jie waved his hand and gave the order in special combat sign language. The commando soldiers understood it instantly and immediately divided into three groups. Ding Wei was so smart. Although he couldn't understand the gesture, he immediately raised three fingers and pointed at them respectively. Pointing at the three gun towers, he signaled that the team should be divided into three parts and follow the three commando teams to infiltrate the three gun towers.
Now they were getting closer. Wang An poked his head out from the side machine gun port on the third floor of the central turret, and then he saw the Eighth Route Army under the turret.
Ding Wei and his party were secretly shocked. If Kong Jie hadn't told them in advance that the puppet troops in the artillery tower had surrendered, they would probably have opened fire subconsciously.
Kong Jie and Wang An's eyes met directly through the night. Wang An couldn't help but shudder. The fierceness with which he killed the Japanese seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
The black-faced man's face was terrifyingly calm, yet he looked like a devouring tiger. Especially the iconic ghost-headed sword shining with moonlight in his hand made Wang An feel a chill on his neck.
It should be Captain Kong!
Wang An met Kong Jie's gaze and nodded, indicating that everything went well.
Then, the two sides cooperated internally and externally. Kong Jie and his party pried open the wooden door on the ground floor of the turret and touched the Japanese on the second floor. Wang An on the third floor cooperated.
Kong Jie moved very quickly. When Wang An led his puppet army to the second floor, the Japanese sentry had been touched off by Shen Quan with a dagger. Kong Jie, holding the ghost-headed knife, plunged in They found the bunk where the Japanese slept.
A muffled sound came out, plus the sound of a sharp blade slicing through the flesh.
It sounded again in this extremely silent night, which really made the listener's hair stand on end.
There was only one class of Japanese in Tongpu, how could there be enough for Kong Jie and others to kill them?
Rushing to the second floor, seeing that he couldn't help much, Wang An couldn't help but poked his head out and took a look at the Japanese general store. Good guy, a big head rolled to the ground. On the other side, he took a Kong Jie, who was holding a ghost-headed sword, glanced at Wang An with a somewhat cold gaze, and then swung the sword again.
Gudong——
Wang An couldn't help but tremble again. This black-faced man in a Japanese military uniform looked like he was chopping watermelons when he killed the Japanese. He probably didn't even blink.
The Japs originally had only one class, but they were eliminated after a while. Only then did Kong Jie have time to hold the Ghost-headed Sword, which was still dripping with blood with a fishy smell, and look at Wang An.
"Is your boy Wang An?" Kong Jie asked.
The three turrets are also one to twenty meters apart from each other. Coupled with the sound insulation effect of the turret itself, the Japanese have been wiped out before their eyes. As long as they don't scream and roar, and no gunshots are heard, they won't alarm the two surrounding areas. A Japs in a turret.
Wang An quickly straightened his back, saluted Kong Jie and said, "Yes, sir, Wang An, former deputy platoon leader of the national army second lieutenant, is reporting to you!"
After saying that, Wang An felt a little uneasy, not knowing how the dark-faced Commander Kong in front of him would arrange for him.
Kong Jie raised his big hand and patted Wang An on the shoulder. Wang An didn't dare to hide, and grinned slightly when he was patted. It was better than the black-faced regiment leader slashing himself twice with the ghost head knife.
"You're doing well, boy. That's right. You are Chinese, and we are Chinese soldiers. We Chinese have backbone. If the devils invade our land, we should pick up our swords and chop them down. This time you Well done, I’ll give you credit once, and you’ll follow me in the future!”
With the unexpected praise, Wang An suddenly felt an inexplicable shock in his heart, and he quickly puffed up his chest so low that he couldn't see his toes, "Yes, sir!"
Kong Jie turned around and left. Wang An breathed a sigh of relief and touched his forehead again, covered in cold sweat.
Scared!
The feeling of oppression given by the black-faced man just now was too strong.
Wang An had never been so trembling with the Japanese captain.
A guy with a paler face next to him smiled brightly, "What, are you scared?"
Wang An nodded subconsciously, "Eighth Route Commander, who are you?"
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Shen Quan, commander of the second battalion of the Independent Regiment."
Wang An quickly saluted and said, "Hello, battalion commander!"
"Okay, okay, we in the Eighth Route Army don't use these false etiquette. We are all our own comrades and brothers." Shen Quan said with a smile.
Seeing that Shen Quan was friendly, Wang An dared to ask: "Batalion Commander, who was this just now?"
"Nonsense, that's our captain. Didn't you see the ghost-headed knife in his hand? That's the symbol of our captain. Don't be blind and hit the muzzle again. Be careful of the captain. beat you!"
"How can that be possible?" Wang An said hurriedly.
Despite what Shen Quan said was scary, Wang An felt warm in his heart. These eighth-level officers in front of him really regarded him as one of their own.
Kill Sakata with one shot and defeat the Sakata unit from the front!
Looking at Kong Jie's back, Wang An felt inexplicably shocked.
This is what a true hero and a man does!
Soon after, commando deputy captains Ye Min and Ding Wei also sent people to spread the news, and the turrets on the left and right were successfully captured.
Kong Jie said: "Chen Quan, inform Lao Ding that leaving half a squad in each artillery tower to provide machine gun firepower is enough. We will first take down the Japanese outer fortifications."
"yes!"
After Shen Quan left, Kong Jie said to Wang An: "Wang An, according to our follow-up plan, you will work with us to disguise yourself as Japanese and puppet troops, deceive the defenses of the peripheral fortifications, and then use the firepower of the peripheral fortifications and gun towers to attack Xiao’an Town.”
"Yes." Wang An responded.
A group of "Japanese and puppet troops" just left the gun tower, lined up in two lines and walked towards the Japanese outer fortifications.
When the heavy machine gun fire from the peripheral fortifications blocked the entrance more than ten meters away, a puppet sentry over there shouted: "Stop, what are you doing?"
The flashlight shined through, and if the people who came were not wearing the clothes of the Imperial Army and the Imperial Association Army, and they were in the area of turrets and peripheral fortifications, the puppet sentries shouting would have suspected that the enemy had gotten in.
It's just that in the middle of the night, these Imperial Army and Imperial Alliance Army are not sleeping. What are they doing here?
"Damn it, you don't even recognize me anymore?" Wang An cursed and yelled.
The puppet sentry was stunned for a moment, and then he came back to his senses, "It turns out to be Company Commander Wang, Company Commander Wang, what are you doing here if you're up so late at night?"
Wang An shouted: "The prince is on official business, am I in charge of it? Stop talking nonsense and get out of the way."
The puppet sentry seemed to be hesitant and shined the flashlight on the face of the Japanese beside Wang An.
But before he could see his face clearly, the Japanese man covered his face with his hands and cursed in Japanese: "Asshole, your light pierced my eyes."
"Yes Yes Yes!"
The puppet sentry was so frightened that he almost lost his grip on the flashlight and quickly moved the light away. Good guy, it turned out to be Taijun.
If this made Taijun angry, he would not have room to cry even if he was shot.
"Let go!"
After the puppet sentry finished speaking, the Eighth Route Army soldiers all breathed a sigh of relief.
But before he had time to be happy, he heard the Japanese sentry standing next to the puppet sentry shouting in broken Chinese: "Password!"
Password?
Ding Wei was stunned!
The translator Huang Tuozi was still proud of his cleverness just now, but he was immediately dumbfounded.
Wang An was also confused. There was no password mentioned above!
Kong Jie knew something was wrong as soon as he saw Wang An's face.
The Japs were probably on guard against the puppet troops, so they issued internal orders, but the Imperial Alliance Army knew nothing about it.
Exposed...
