The door of Sihang Warehouse opened quietly, and a company walked out very carefully, moving very quickly.
At this time of year, the night temperature is very cold, the light is weak, and the visibility is less than fifty meters. Most people have fallen asleep, including the British stronghold guarding the New Junk Bridge. The situation is similar.
Wen San stood in front of the team and listened carefully for dozens of seconds. There was nothing special, so he waved his hand and the team took action.
Before setting off, Wen San had already chosen the direction to leave, so he took Zangbei Road and headed north. When he arrived at Liuying, he turned towards the Circus City. In this distance, there are two Japanese outposts and a patrol post for Eagle Sauce.
In the first two or three days, these places would have been closely guarded by soldiers. But now that several parties have reached an agreement, the defense is obviously much looser. Coupled with the fact that it was late and cold, people were quite tired at this time. As long as they were careful, they had a chance to rush out.
On Zangbei Road, the light is very dim and the infrastructure has basically been destroyed. Wen San made a gesture, and the team quickly moved forward along the shadow line on the street.
Most of the soldiers wore straw sandals on their feet. Although it was very cold, their footsteps made very little noise when they walked. It is still very difficult to be discovered without anyone deliberately monitoring it.
The team walked less than three hundred meters before they encountered the first Japanese guard post. Looking from a distance, there were only five Japs there, and the lights were very dim. Only two Japs were leaning listlessly outside the makeshift shed, while the other two were warming themselves by the fire inside without making any sound. They were probably asleep.
"Company commander, what should we do?" Lao Wan lowered his voice and pointed to the sentry in front.
The team must pass through here. If they bypass the Japanese defense area or enter the concession area, there will be more trouble.
"Carefully move through the darkness and kill them." Wen San made a motion of slitting his throat. He wasn't very good at this, but there were quite a few people in the company who knew how to do it.
Soon, several soldiers touched him like ghosts, but the sleepy Japanese didn't react at all. When the knife cut his throat, he realized what he was doing, and he only had time to kick his legs on the ground a few times.
The soldier walked into the shed quietly and found that the other three Japanese were fast asleep without any alertness at all. I'm afraid they also got the news that the warehouse defenders will withdraw to the concession tomorrow, and they have completely relaxed their vigilance at this time.
Who would have thought that a team would come over in the middle of the night?
A few minutes later, the soldiers on guard had moved away the horse blocking the road. More than a hundred people passed the Japanese guard post quietly.
Wen Sanxuan's heart calmed down a little, and the facts proved that his choice was right. The two armies had been fighting fiercely for several days, and now that they had agreed to a ceasefire, they naturally relaxed. Zangbei Road was originally close to the concession, and the Japanese guards were much lax, giving Wen San the opportunity to lead his team to escape.
The second Japanese guard post was even more sparse. There were only a few Japanese soldiers hiding inside and sleeping, and they didn't even want to stand guard. Killing them with ease, the entire team moved forward quickly, barely losing any time.
When we got to the outermost side, we met Yingjiang's patrol post. Their situation was similar, they were all hiding inside and sleeping. After all, not many people dare to intrude on their territory, so sleep peacefully and boldly.
After successfully passing the three levels, Wen San felt confident. From now on, as long as you don't go to the Japanese soldiers' station, you will basically be safe.
This time the team started running directly, regardless of whether others would notice it. Marching quickly all the way, they went straight to Liuying, and then turned to Circus City.
There is a large wasteland on the left side of the circus city, and Wen San's first stop is there. After arriving, the team took a short rest before deciding where to go next.
At 4:30 in the morning, Wen San finally successfully arrived at the first scheduled coordinates.
"Everyone, take a break and stay hidden." Wen San ordered. This is actually the rear of the Japanese army and is not very safe.
"Company Commander Wen, didn't we come out to inquire about the news? Why do you feel something isn't right?" Li Baisha came over and asked.
When the two officers said goodbye to Wen San, he felt something was not right. But they were a bit far apart at the time, so I didn't hear the conversation between them very clearly.
Wen San originally wanted to delay a little longer before telling them the real situation, but now that Li Baisha asked. He couldn't hide it anymore. In fact, after receiving the commendation order, both Li Baisha and Gao Xiaobing were at the same level as Wen San.
It's just that before they return to the original headquarters of the 88th Division, they can only be platoon leaders, and there are no new soldiers to lead them. Only the military rank has changed.
Wen San's company was personally appointed by two senior officers and formed by the battalion commander himself. At present, it seems that it is half a level above.
Wen San told the two platoon leaders exactly what was going on, as well as the soldiers who followed Wen San.
For a moment, everyone was not calm. They were talking about anything and had all kinds of strange ideas.
"Brothers, I didn't tell you the truth before. The main reason is that the regiment leaders have their own considerations. Since you have followed me, Wen San, you will be the soldiers of my company from now on." Wen San still wanted to appease them.
To be honest, except for Lao Wan's platoon, his company is really in disarray now. The quality of the soldiers is indeed good, but they are not really integrated.
Knowing the truth, many people became worried for the group leader and the others. Some people even suggested killing them again to rescue others.
Wen San pretended not to hear this discussion. It's not that he doesn't want to, it's just that it's simply unrealistic. After dawn, the Japanese will definitely find something and send troops to pursue him.
With no danger to defend, Wen San's company would not be able to fight a tough battle. The firepower of a small Japanese team would probably disperse them.
"Company Commander Wen, where are we going next? Aren't we going to return to Jian?" Gao Xiaobing also came up.
In fact, this was their biggest concern, but Lao Wan and his platoon remained silent, obeying Wen San's command in everything.
"The 88th Division is currently stationed in the west area, which is completely opposite to our direction. There are Japanese soldiers from multiple divisions in the middle. Can we get by?" Wen San asked rhetorically.
The two platoon leaders were silent for a while. With their small strength, that was something they didn't even have to think about. Once discovered by the Japanese, it is very likely that the entire army will be annihilated.
"Before leaving, I took a careful look at our army's defenses. Currently, the troops are concentrated on the Xicheng Line and the Wufu Line, and the Japanese troops are also advancing rapidly there. We also have to look for opportunities to move closer and wait until we find a suitable opportunity. It’s not too late to return home.” Wen San’s words were half truth and half lies.
These two defense lines do exist, but they do not play much role at all. The Japanese used naval guns, heavy artillery, and aircraft bombing to quickly defeat these two lines of defense.
There was definitely no need to think about Gui Jian, but Wen San was thinking about how to find an opportunity to gather the defeated troops and start his own guerrilla war.
