The Japanese soldier cursed and went up to the second floor of the turret. He lost his usual elegance. He picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured a large sip into his mouth.
As an imperial elite guarding the fort, this is a very shameless thing to do.
The warriors in the three gun towers beside the blockade ditch of this section of the railway were all his men.
He had just received the news from the squad leader that someone had cut off the phone lines and wires!
However, the location where the wire was cut has been identified. At the fifth turret in the north of his defense area, the team leader is arranging emergency repairs by engineers.
It seems like it's no big deal.
Although he had no hope, the sergeant still picked up the phone and subconsciously shook the handle to see if the phone line could be repaired. Unexpectedly, the call was already connected. He babbled for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out the situation.
Telephone calls in the Japanese forts cannot be made to each other. They must first go to the county seat and be transferred by the switchboard. No wonder there are so many telephone lines on the telephone poles!
There are actually only two wires used for lighting. The telephone wire can be connected by casually connecting it, but the wire must be pulled back to the pole. So far, the electricity has not been connected.
The Japanese are not that rich, and the electric wires and telephone lines share the same poles. As for the connection, there is fart interference from the DC telephone lines.
The second lieutenant glanced at the machine gunner next to him: "Be careful!"
After that, he picked up the telescope and prepared to go to the top floor with a wide view to take a look.
The sound of thumping...thumping...thumping...up the stairs kept ringing.
He suddenly smelled the smell of blood in his nose, which made his half-drunk nerves immediately tense.
But he didn't expect that there was an accident on the top floor. He was still thinking about whether something happened outside the turret, so he immediately quickened his pace.
After taking a few steps to the top of the turret, the smell of blood became even stronger.
A dark figure was around him, and his big hands and arms suddenly wrapped around his neck.
He struggled desperately, using wrenches, scratching, elbow strikes, and struggling with his hands and feet. He, who used to have extraordinary skills and hit ten with bayonets, found that the arm holding his neck was not moving at all.
Frustrated!
"This is impossible!" He subconsciously thought, how dare Tubalu come to the gun tower?
There must have been trouble with the security forces, and those who were unreliable must have been instigated by Tubal Road to rebel. These Chinese people are just unreliable!
Guarding the roof are two Imperial Association troops!
He was still thinking that if he had the chance, he would definitely kill all these Chinese.
He wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound no matter what. The breath was stuck in his throat and couldn't come out.
Due to brain ischemia, he slowly fell into a coma.
Until now, he had not noticed two black figures lying on the ground.
No matter how skilled he was, he was still afraid of the bayonet. The second lieutenant felt that his throat was about to be broken, and he couldn't perform any of his eighteen martial arts.
Until a bayonet penetrated his lower abdomen and then penetrated into his chest, and the twitching movements slowly stopped.
"If you draw so much blood, they will smell it sooner or later!" Big Yang looked at the monkey dissatisfied: "You've covered me in blood again!"
There were five Japanese soldiers in a blockhouse, all living on the second floor. One of the Japanese soldiers went to the opposite slope to watch the night.
There were eleven people in each class of the security forces on the first floor. The sergeant went up to the roof but did not come down, so no one noticed.
Some of the Japs were still wandering on the railway, and people kept getting into the blockhouses. The Japs went to the second floor, and the security forces went to the first floor.
Now with the main and deputy machine gunners in the turret, there are a total of three Japanese soldiers and eight security forces.
A Japanese soldier who had just returned to the artillery tower asked the sergeant where he was going. After thinking for a while, he couldn't sleep now, so he might as well go to the top floor to chat with the military sergeant. So, the Japanese soldier stepped onto the stairs again.
The thick smell of blood returned, and the bloodthirsty devils suddenly became excited. Could it be that the sergeant killed the security forces guarding above?
With confusion, he called out the sergeant's last name in bird language: "Inoue-kun..."
There was no response and he was now halfway up the stairs.
The searchlight on the top floor suddenly came on.
Although he was not directly illuminated, the bright searchlight still made him subconsciously half-close his eyes, but he did not stop walking. He touched the brick wall next to him and continued to go up the familiar stairs.
As soon as he stuck his head out, a big hand wrapped around his neck and directly lifted his small body up.
The two Japanese machine gunners watching this scene downstairs were stunned for a moment. When did this guy become so agile?
Is this the rhythm of flying into the sky?
The two looked at each other and smiled at each other, but neither of them cared.
Maybe this idiot deliberately used his hands to reach the edge of the top floor to show his strength in swinging his arms.
...
"Fox, something's wrong. Monkeys and the others have been in there for so long, but why haven't there been any movements?" The girl next to her stared wide-eyed as the searchlight on the turret not far away suddenly turned on.
Hu Yi watched the searchlight on the top of the tower come on again and frowned. He couldn't figure out what happened. If something happened to the monkey, the tower shouldn't be so calm.
After a while, the searchlights on the roofs of several nearby turrets began to rotate and sway wildly.
The light flickered to the position in front of Hu Yi and suddenly stopped.
"No, they found us, fox, run away!" The little girl had seen the power of the machine gun in the turret, and now she was lying on the open ground less than a hundred meters away from the turret, and she would soon become a target.
Hu Yi pressed the girl's neck: "Don't move, the situation has changed!"
After a while, the aperture emitted by the searchlight swayed away, circled half a circle and then began to circle back. The aperture returned to the front of Hu Yi's hidden position and stopped again!
The little girl finally discovered this situation. The searchlight came back three times and stopped in front of their position.
The searchlight stopped in front of them again, and then swayed away again.
"Hey, Monkey and the others took down the turret..." After the girl finished speaking, she patted Xu Xiao who was carrying the gun for her, then immediately got up, ran towards the turret.
Hu Yi has been thinking about it. The monkey didn't send Yang Yang back, and he hasn't figured out what happened. But he saw the girl running away, and quickly stretched out his hand to pull her, but she didn't catch her.
My heart sank: No, it’s going to be bad.
He quickly stood up, grabbed the Czech machine gun in front of him, and ran forward behind the girl. He couldn't make a sound to ask the girl to stop.
Xu Xiao was right behind him. Behind the three of them, a squad soldier from the secret service platoon saw this and immediately followed him with a wooden stick as thick as his arm.
The two guys on the roof of the turret were dumbfounded. Although they were not in the circle of light, the turret was full of enemies. Why did Captain Hu start to rush over?
The door on the ground floor of the turret was open to the south. The security army sentry was smoking. He didn't pay attention to the sudden footsteps. He thought it was the patrol coming back.
He didn't even notice that the sound was coming from the wrong direction.
Isn't there an observation post on the top floor? If someone really came, they would definitely notice it first and continue to spit out the smoke from their mouths with half-closed eyes, inhale into their noses and then linger into their lungs.
A black shadow line continued to drive towards the turret, a distance of a hundred meters, and rushed to the edge of the blockade ditch in less than ten seconds.
The girl who was running at the front finally stopped. The blocked ditch was deep and wide, and it was so dark that nothing could be seen.
At this time, the distance from the west blockhouse was no more than fifteen meters. If the Japanese machine guns came over with a burst, none of the people blocking the ditch would be able to escape!
The wooden stick carried by the secret service platoon soldier reached the bottom of the ditch. At this moment, the little girl suddenly discovered the security guard smoking on the opposite side!
It was obvious that the man was neither a monkey nor a big man, nor was he Tang Dagou's group of men wearing Japanese uniforms.
The terrain where we are now is open and open. If anyone in the turret had looked this way, he would have seen all this.
But until now, there has been no gunfire and no movement. The situation is a bit strange. The sentry at the gate of the turret is not one of our own. There is only one possibility. The monkey and the big man just occupied the top floor!
This unscientific!
The soldier from the secret service platoon sneaked into the blockade trench in an obscene manner. The little girl pulled a rifle from his follower Xu Xiao's hand and whispered, "Don't speak!"
The rifle was pointed at the smoking vigilante.
When Hu Yi saw this scene, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat. The monkeys and the others occupied the damn turret!
Shaking the Czech style, he couldn't aim at the turret opening on the second floor, so he had to stand up on his knees, pointing the machine gun at the dark and unclear shooting port of the turret, ready to suppress fire at any time.
The soldiers of the eleven special agent platoons all descended into the blockade ditch with their necks hunched and guns slung on their backs.
Even though I was careful, I still made a lot of noise...
Hu Yi did not follow. He was panting nervously and his heart was beating wildly. It seemed that his heart was about to jump out of his mouth.
He had never encountered such a tense situation before, he just put his head under the enemy's gun.
Even if it was bombed by Japanese heavy artillery, it had never been such a serious situation!
The secret service platoon was well trained and moved quickly. They had already begun to climb along the wooden pole to the opposite side of the blockade trench, but nothing happened.
It wasn't until a soldier from the secret service platoon walked around the man in the turret to the entrance of the turret, covered the mouth of the security soldier who was leaning against the entrance to smoke, and dragged him away, that Hu Yi breathed a long sigh of relief. Only then did he realize that his My hands were shaking and my whole body was shaking.
Likewise, the monkey with his heart in his throat, lying on the top floor in the darkness with the nose of the twenty-gun shell gun wide open, pointed the muzzle at the two Japanese machine gunners on the second floor.
Fortunately, the Japanese machine gun has been set up at the shooting hole on the west.
Hearing the commotion below, the Japanese deputy shooter sat up from the bed, frowned, and prepared to go down and scold those idiots of the security forces. He did not stop in the middle of the night...
