The terrain of Guyingling is very special. It is surrounded by a dense forest. Coupled with the darkness, the new regiment guarding the periphery cannot see clearly the Japanese troop deployment.
After investigating the surroundings for a long time, Shen Quan frowned and said to Zhang Dabiao beside him: "We can't clearly see the enemy's troop deployment in the dense forest now. Once a war starts, it is very likely that the enemy will counterattack."
The new regiment does not have an advantage in terms of strength, nor does it have an advantage in weapons. If in modern times, a wave of gasoline and incendiary bombs were directly thrown down, regardless of the monsters, they would all be burned to ashes.
Hearing this, Zhang Dabiao also echoed with great embarrassment: "Yes, and now we don't know if there are any Japs around. We have just jumped out of the encirclement. If we start a war rashly, we may not be able to escape."
"So I decided to divide the troops into more than a dozen small teams, fight quickly, and quickly intersperse!" Shen Quan said while looking at the Japanese convoy at the foot of Guyingling.
He couldn't let go of the meat that was put to his mouth easily!
Besides, this is not meat, but a fat fish.
"Captain, if the troops are dispersed and an emergency occurs, everyone will be doomed!" Zhang Dabiao worried.
Zhang Dabiao's words were not unreasonable, so Shen Quan had to give up this idea for the time being.
After thinking seriously for about ten minutes again, Shen Quan had an idea: "Da Biao, when I was cleaning the battlefield, didn't I ask you to pick up a dozen sets of Japanese military uniforms?"
When he was in Cangyunling, just in case, Shen Quan asked Zhang Dabiao to steal more than a dozen clean Japanese uniforms so that they could be used in future battles.
Pretending to be a Japanese soldier to confuse the public and fighting at close range are the most basic tactics in special operations.
"Yeah!" Zhang Dabiao nodded: "Captain, but we don't speak Japanese. I only know one sentence: "Baga!"
"It doesn't matter!" Shen Quan grinned, "I will personally lead the team down later. When I get close to the Japanese, I will send a signal, and then you can lead the troops down."
"If we work together inside and outside, we can kill these devils in one fell swoop!"
Zhang Dabiao said: "Captain, it's better for me to go. Commander Li Yunlong is gone, and now the new regiment can only rely on you."
"What are you going for? You don't speak Japanese, and you can't understand what the Japanese say. How can you just answer them with one sentence?" Shen Quan said seriously.
"Zhang Dabiao, obey the order!"
"Yes!" Although he was still worried, Zhang Dabiao could only agree to Shen Quan's arrangement. After all, he really didn't speak Japanese.
Afterwards, Shen Quan carefully selected twenty soldiers to put on Japanese military uniforms and quietly walked into the dense forest.
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Under Lone Eagle Ridge.
Next to the campfire, a bearded devil wearing a major general uniform was eating a can of beef in his hand. He didn't seem to have a very good appetite.
"Takeda-kun, have you contacted Sakata Shengjie?" the old devil asked with a frown.
This Japanese soldier was none other than Murakami Takamasa, the commander of the Japanese Fourth Brigade who came to the front line with an observation group to study.
Staff officer Takeda on the side replied: "Your Excellency, brigade commander, the communications corps has been contacting Colonel Sakata, but has not yet made contact."
"According to my analysis, Colonel Sakata is probably at war with the Eighth Route Army, so there is no time to reply at the moment."
"Baga!" Murakami Takamasa threw away the can of beef in his hand angrily, looked at Takeda and said angrily: "This bastard Sakata actually dared to ignore my news."
At this moment, Murakami Takamasa did not know that the Sakata unit had been defeated as early as the afternoon. Sakata Shengjie and a group of officers under him also went to see the King of Hell.
