At midnight, Platoon Leader Wang selected 11 people, plus himself, and divided them into three groups. They planned to cross the blockade ditch between the three gun towers respectively. There was no guarantee that each group could pass the blockade line.
The group of people hid in the darkness about a mile away from the railway.
The patrol on the railway slowly walked southward with flashlights on.
Two soldiers carrying a thick wooden stick quickly jumped out of the darkness and rushed to the blockade trench, opposite the telephone pole.
He skillfully placed the wooden stick on the bottom of the ditch, slid down the ditch, pulled the wooden pole to the opposite side of the blockade ditch, and climbed up the blockade ditch. One soldier let out the wind, and the other used his hands and feet to climb up the wooden pole that had been burned by the fire.
After three attempts, five divided by two, we reached the top of the pole, but we were dumbfounded. There were more than a dozen wires on the pole!
He couldn't tell which one was the phone line!
I can’t control that much, I’ll just cut it all off!
So, he bravely cut off one of the wires. With a bang, the tight wire was pulled away from the telegraph pole in the distance, and he immediately started on the next wire...
The control light on the top of the turret suddenly went out.
Because they couldn't figure out what a telephone line was, the soldiers not only cut all the telephone lines on the poles, but also cut off all the wires!
There was an uproar in the turret immediately!
Power outages are not common for gun towers in counties along the railway lines.
It was very simple to determine where the wire was broken. The last turret with lights on was the location of the fault. The Japanese reacted immediately.
The power outage in the turrets shook the phone and it was about to catch fire. The two turrets closest to the cut wires immediately discovered the problem.
"Assemble!" the Japanese said in a somewhat embarrassed voice.
In less than a minute, two groups of Japanese soldiers came out of the blockhouse one after another.
The phone in the turret that was still lit was normal. He immediately rang the phone and called the command center north: "There was an eight-pronged attack between the 11th and 10th turrets, and the phone line was cut!"
The gas lamp was lit in the dark turret, and the turret was illuminated again, but the searchlight no longer flickered.
"Report, Platoon Leader Tian has cut off the phone line in the gun tower." The soldiers of the special agent platoon who stayed behind immediately reported to Wang Liujin.
"I'm not blind, why are you speaking so loudly?"
After saying that, he immediately ordered the soldiers to end their rest, leave the ditch in the field, and run towards the blockade ditch.
At the same time, the other two groups carried large wooden poles to block the ditch almost at the same time.
Without searchlights, it was much easier to cross the railway. A group of four successfully crossed the blockade trench and climbed onto the railway with their waist down.
The Japs on the little bumpkin opposite rubbed their eyes secretly, and finally realized that it was not dazzling. Under the hazy moonlight, they could clearly see that someone had indeed boarded the railway!
He didn't know whether it was one of his own or the Eighth Route Army, but his duty was to alert him if he noticed anything unusual.
Bah, bah... three gunshots suddenly shook the peaceful night.
Perhaps because of the distance, the bullet was not accurate at all. The black shadow ran diagonally across the railway line to the west, and disappeared after just a moment.
The troops in the artillery tower blew their whistles one after another when they heard the gunfire.
A large number of Japanese security forces ran out of the gun tower, but they couldn't even see the dark background.
Obviously, the Eighth Route Army came to cause sabotage again, but they had been discovered by secret sentries. The chaotic railway line was full of Japanese security forces.
"Everyone go back to the blockhouses and be on guard!" Japs kept kicking the security forces who were sitting on the rails smoking.
At this time, it was no longer clear whether there was a patrol on the railway or a Japanese security force coming out of the blockhouse.
Tian Sanqi looked bitterly at a large group of enemies standing near the cut telephone pole. How dare they bring technicians to connect the phone to the telephone line!
Was this an accident? He quickly sent someone to report to the company commander: The mission he took failed!
Fortunately, the secret service platoon successfully passed through the blockade.
A group of imperial troops stood on the railway line in a daze.
The leader of the imperial army spoke fluent Chinese: "What the hell am I doing standing here?"
"Squad leader, they seem to be ignoring us. What should we do now?"
The group of fake imperial soldiers who were about to approach the patrol did not expect an accident. When the patrol saw one of their own on the railway line, they turned around and ran to the other side to guard.
It is estimated that the patrol team has discovered an accident, and the troops in the turret have come out to reinforce. There are so many people, so we have to separate the defense to get down to business, okay?
What do you mean when they are all crowded together?
"Hey, big dog, how about we go over and touch the secret sentry?" asked a fake imperial soldier.
"What the hell are you calling the monitor? Are you the one who barked the big dog? It's not big or small, uh... you have a good idea, let's go take a look."
So, a group of patrolling imperial troops walked towards the hidden sentry opposite.
The secret sentry lying on the dirt bag noticed the situation and felt a little strange: why are you not patrolling and coming to me?
Then he thought, maybe they were here to ask about his situation, and quickly stood up.
This guy suddenly thought again, I didn't shoot just now? It must have been the warriors from the north who fired...
The sentry quickly climbed down again and asked in a vigilant voice: "What are you doing here?"
The person coming from the opposite side had already reached a distance of almost fifty meters, and a lame bird chirping faintly came out: "Do you think it's okay?"
The sentry was stunned for a moment. I asked you, why don't you ask me what happened?
Faintly, he could see that they were all dressed in warrior attire, and the birdsong they spoke was a bit too far to understand, but the voice sounded very nice. He was a country bumpkin from somewhere, so he finally felt relieved and stood up.
When more than a dozen warriors approached, the idiot shone a flashlight in his face. The sentry quickly said sternly: "Put down the flashlight! Have you forgotten the battlefield regulations?"
Suddenly he felt a light touch on his hand, and someone was trying to snatch the rifle he was holding tightly. He subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger on the loaded 38-meter rifle pointed at the ground. However, he did not expect that it was an old hand who came to snatch the gun from him. At that moment, he quickly inserted a finger into the small gap behind the trigger.
The trigger was not pulled! Then, the rifle was snatched away.
The sentry subconsciously shouted a bird song.
Then I felt a chill in my stomach, as if something had penetrated my body.
The chilling feeling continued to penetrate into my chest, and it took a while before I felt a heartbreaking pain. I screamed a few times from my covered mouth, and my body began to feel weak and twitching.
"Fuck..." The people nearby quickly dispersed, and the blood on the twitching devil's belly spattered everywhere.
"What the hell did he just say?" Tang Dagou curiously asked the trembling little girl next to him.
"He said: Who are you...?" the little girl replied tremblingly.
"Uh..." Tang Dagou saw that the devil hadn't closed his eyes, so he hurriedly stepped forward and muttered in the ear of the Japanese devil who had not yet died: "My name is Tang Dagou. You tell me when you go back to see your shit master." Make it clear.”
The Japs, whose face was full of fear, finally understood something when he saw that the person who came was not talking like a bird. Unfortunately, it was too late. He couldn't even give a warning now. As for what the man in front of him said, he didn't understand anything.
"Hey, big dog, the little devil can't understand. What you said is all in vain." The guy covering the devil's mouth was covered in blood, but he sneered excitedly.
"What the hell are you calling squad leader! Are you looking for trouble? Didn't you see that he was frightened to death when he heard what I said?" Tang Dagou glared at him.
Sure enough, the Japanese sentry stopped moving.
The four soldiers of the secret service platoon did not attack the secret whistle at the location crossing the railway line.
After clearing the railway line in the moonlight, turn quickly south.
On the roof of a certain blockhouse, two figures, one large and one small, were dumbfounded. They took advantage of the chaos and got into the blockhouse, thinking they had gotten a big deal.
The machine gun shooters on the second floor were watching the excitement through the shooting holes and did not even notice anyone going up to the roof.
However, they were blocked on the top of the turret by the Japanese security forces who were returning one after another. Next to them, two corpses were lying on the ground.
