Chapter 1030 Bravely Breaking into the Enemy Camp

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The moonlight in the west cannot see the bottom of the valley.

The gurgling sound of the stream continued.

Three figures hidden in the darkness would jump quickly among the rocks from time to time, and occasionally crawl in the grass.

The valley is overgrown with shrubs and weeds, making traveling difficult.

Big Dog is responsible for guarding the left side, and Wang Yinzhi is responsible for observing the right side. The three of them are all wearing Japanese military uniforms. Although they are not afraid of being discovered by the Japanese, they have to be blatant. Who knows whether they will encounter more serious Japanese.

Wang Yinzhi was even more frightened when he pretended to be an enemy for the first time.

Madman Yang focused on the patrols that walked by in the darkness from time to time.

Every time the Japanese patrol arrived at a secret sentry, they would exchange commands with the secret sentry hidden in the bushes and briefly report the situation.

Only then did the three of them bypass several Japanese secret sentries silently.

Wang Yinzhi muttered to the big dog in a low voice: "The canyon is almost entirely filled with Japanese soldiers. Why are the guards so tight?"

Big Dog replied: "The Japs have just arrived here and are not familiar with the terrain. He was not on guard... No... the departure of your guerrillas last night must have alerted the Japs."

Madman Yang, who was lying behind the stone in front, shouted in a low voice: "Shut up..."

Dagou and Wang Yinzhi quickly held their breath to avoid making any noise.

The patrol came again from afar.

With no time to care about the cold feeling of the weeds against their cheeks, the three of them hid in the pile of rocks and remained motionless.

The patrol finally moved away.

Big Dog suddenly asked Madman Yang worriedly: "What the hell, if we kill those two Japs, something bad will happen to them if they find out."

Madman Yang stood up from the darkness: "Hurry and leave..."

Turn around a cliff.

Several bright fires suddenly appeared in front of them.

The three of them had to hide again in the rocks and bushes beside the river valley.

far away.

A large tent on a slightly flat ground.

Even in a temporary camp, the Japs still set up light and dark sentries.

From a distance, I saw a standing Japanese soldier with a bayonet attached to his 38 rifle, his legs crossed facing toward the depths of the canyon on guard.

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers were sitting around a bonfire. Several military pots were propped up on the fire, and steam was rising from the pots.

Perhaps knowing that he was discovered and selected by the Eighth Route Army on the mountain, the Japanese no longer concealed their whereabouts.

It seems that the Japanese cooking soldiers are preparing rice balls for the next day.

When he was less than 50 meters away from the Japanese outpost illuminated by fire, Madman Yang slowly stopped his crouching movements and raised the telescope Hu Yi had given him before leaving to take a closer look.

Mark every suspicious place in your mind...

The big dog held the four-ringed horse with a bayonet for the first time, and pricked up his ears to listen carefully for any unusual movement in the flowing streams on both sides.

Wang Yinzhi felt like his heart was beating like a deer.

Even though I was prepared in my heart, when I saw the Japanese tents in front of me, I was so nervous that my muscles all tightened.

It was because he had been to this area before that he brought these two members of the Independent Group to the enemy's den.

Fortunately, these two are not ordinary people, and they don't seem to care at all about being on the edge of the Japanese army camp.

He was definitely a soldier who had fought hard against the Japanese.

If he were in the guerrillas, the captain would have led everyone away and disappeared without a trace.

I couldn't help but think of what that girl said about letting me join the Ninth Battalion, and I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

However, what that girl said was really unreliable. I had never heard of a regiment having nine battalions!

Everyone knows that when the Eighth Route Army was first established, the main force had three divisions, each with two or six brigades, and each brigade had two regiments, for a total of twelve regiments.

Later, it was expanded to three regiments, and there were only 18 regiments. How could an independent regiment like this, which was not the main force and even had a serial number in the theater, have nine battalions?

I have always thought that the little girl was just talking nonsense in the movie.

Judging from his skillful movements in killing Japanese soldiers, I have seen such skilled soldiers in my brother's team.

The people in this independent group... seemed to be different from the Eight Route Army members I had seen before.

Listening to those who occasionally mention the Secret Service... it seems that these two people must be from the Secret Service!

My brother is the commander of the National Army battalion. Unfortunately, if it weren't for the fact that the official in the National Army was really useless and always looked at her with evil intentions, she might not have left the National Army camp at all and directly joined the National Army to fight the Japanese... .

Suddenly, there was movement from Crazy Yang in front. Wang Yinzhi was shocked. He was thinking wildly in front of a formidable enemy, so he quickly retracted his thoughts...

After a while, Madman Yang slowly crawled back some distance, put the 38-meter rifle aside, and said three words that no one wanted to hear: "I can't make it!"

The big dog was stunned for a moment: "What the hell is going on?"

"They are all Japs..." Madman Yang added: "In the river valley..."

The big dog stuck out his head, quickly scanned the Jaap barracks, and then turned to look at the cliff: "Then... just go up the cliff here..."

"Above...is the pursuit camp..." Madman Yang became anxious and began to speak more words.

Wang Yinzhi next to him suddenly said: "Since we know the Japs password and are wearing Japs uniforms, I think we can pass through the enemy camp directly pretending to be Japs!"

"Tch, your idea is very good. Why don't you drag me into the water at your own risk..." The big dog rolled his eyes at Wang Yinzhi.

"It's too risky..." Madman Yang was obviously a little moved. He immediately raised his telescope again to observe the Japanese army camp.

The big dog clenched the rifle tightly in his hand, and his hair immediately stood up like a hedgehog: "Hey, Yang, don't listen to the nonsense of a yellow-haired girl like her..."

The distance was too close, and there was no point in lying down. The enemy was so close that he had to try to make one more move to stand up again. Bang bang bang - three more gunshots rang out, right next to the fire.

After a while.

Wang Yinzhi, with a black head and face, sat in the dark.

Behind her, Madman Yang was cutting her hair with a bayonet.

This madman was too obsessed with details and said that her beloved hair must be cut off. She used to join the Eighth Route Guerrilla Army and cut her hair into ear-length shorts as requested by her superiors. It made her heartache for a long time.

This time when Madman Yang asked her to cut her hair into a crew cut, she didn't even resist.

She knew very well that even if she was wearing a steel helmet, it would be difficult to guarantee that her flaws would not be exposed if she really had to pass through the Japs barracks later.

Wang Yinzhi kept beating to get rid of the broken hair on his body. After a while, he finally put on the helmet again.

The three of them just stood up from their hiding place.

Using the light from the fire dozens of miles away, the big dog suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Hey, let me tell you, your breasts..."

Wang Yinzhi looked down and felt a little embarrassed: "If you want to take care of it, my aunt will put a bandage on it..."

"Hey, hell...do you want help?"

"Do you want to die?" Wang Yinzhi took off his Japanese military uniform, pulled out the previously wet bandage from his backpack and wrapped it around his chest.

When he looked up, he saw the big dog staring with big eyes, and immediately sneered: "Haha, if you dare to take another look, grandma will dig out your dog eyes..."

"Hehe, this person is just fooling around in the dark, what the hell can he see..." The big dog shrank his neck. This person's personality is almost as good as that of Li Xiaolian.

Osmanthus is still gentle.

The big dog did not forget to tell Wang Yinzhi: "You remember clearly, you must keep the same pace as us!"

Wang Yinzhi put on the military uniform, carefully checked the clothes, and said with disdain: "Tch...you think I have never practiced formation?"

The three of them lined up, feeling nervous, but they seemed to be walking confidently towards the enemy's sentry post.

Hearing the footsteps coming from the darkness, the Japanese with their legs crossed immediately shouted: "Who is it? The password..."

Madman Yang whispered in a deep voice: "@#¥&*"

After saying that, Madman Yang stopped talking and led the two men behind him straight through the Japanese sentry in neat steps.

The sentry was a little confused: the first man was a lieutenant, but he didn't know him.

38 rifle, Nanbu pistol, and a gun I haven't seen much...

These three people have three types of equipment...

But he didn't dare to ask, who knew if these two were liaison officers from other brigades?

Or maybe they were the intelligence officers from the extra-high-level courses in the team.

Anyway, as long as the password is correct, I don't bother to worry about it. One more thing is worse than one less thing, and one more sentence means more slaps.

It doesn't matter if your face hurts, but if you knock out your teeth, you'll have trouble eating meat in the future...

The three of them had just entered the military camp not long ago.

Two more black figures trotted towards the military camp from the direction of the canyon.

The password was given from a long distance away.

Mingshao heard that person's voice and subconsciously said, "Hey, Murakami-kun, aren't you patrolling?"

"Something's happened..." one of the Japs said and ran directly to a tent with the lights on.