On the ridge in the northeast, Ma Liang's hand holding the telescope felt sore.
After a burst of gunfire rang out at the meeting place agreed by the battalion commander on the opposite side, there was no movement.
The students who went down the mountain to conduct reconnaissance came back and said that the canyon was full of Japs.
As long as you go down from the mountain, you will be discovered by the Japanese sentry immediately.
It made him feel extremely anxious.
The Japanese have now set up their battle formations, and may launch an attack at dawn.
East side canyon.
Japs camp.
According to the regulations for marching and camping, the number of camp patrol groups is reduced to one-third of a class of the outer patrol team.
A group of five people led a muzzled dog. When they saw someone walking around the camp late at night, the leading soldier immediately stepped forward and whispered in a low voice: "Who is it? Password?"
"Bayonet...reply to the order..." After Madman Yang answered the command, he immediately took out the ID he carried with him and handed it directly to the first class soldier walking at the front: "Urgent mission!"
"Kettle..." The superior soldier reached out and took the certificate without lighting a torch. In the dark night, he couldn't see clearly with the light of the distant fire.
This man was very capable. He reached out and touched the concave and convex seal on the certificate, and felt a familiar feeling on his fingers.
Seeing that the two people behind him also took out their IDs, they returned them directly to Crazy Yang, and whispered in a low voice: "According to the regulations for night activities, please don't be too loud, so as not to affect the rest of the warriors..."
Madman Yang reached out to take the certificate and said coldly: "Thank you for your hard work..."
Watching the three people walking out of the camp, a Japanese soldier behind the patrol looked at the three people's backs and muttered: "I seem to...smell the fragrance of a woman..."
The superior soldier looked at the neat steps of the three men and shook his head: "Shut up, how can there be a woman in the military camp?"
Another person murmured: "Maybe... these people left a smell after having fun in the village yesterday..."
"Hehehe..." "Hehehe..." He covered his mouth and laughed softly.
The superior soldier immediately shouted: "Silence..."
The three of them walked quickly through the camp.
Madman Yang looked at the densely packed small tents in the camp, and snoring could be heard from time to time in the tents.
This place is full of damned devils!
Holding the grenade hanging on his chest in his hand, he finally suppressed the urge to throw the grenade into a certain tent.
If only... there was a time bomb...
Maybe it was because he remembered the past that his mood changed a little.
Lowering his voice: "Be careful, when you pass the camp sentry in front, your ID may be checked again..."
Hearing this person talking so long, the big dog next to him was stunned for a moment, and immediately sneered: "Hey, I thought you couldn't speak..."
After Madman Yang finished his explanation, he stopped talking to the big dog.
After passing through the military camp, he headed east, holding a rifle and crossing his legs in front of the Japanese sentry standing on the edge of the bush.
The certificate in his hand was handed over skillfully to the Japanese sentry.
The sentry was very responsible and did not immediately reach out to take the certificate.
First, he threw the rifle behind him, reached out and took out a match, lit it, and then stretched out his hand to take the ID and see it more clearly.
Madman Yang waved his ID in front of the Japs, and with the hand holding the ID, he punched the Japs in front of his ears, and cursed in a skilled bird language: "Baga... who told me to light the fire?"
The Japanese was dazed and confused, and the matches fell to the ground.
By the firelight on the west side of the camp, I saw Madman Yang getting angry, and he quickly said in a panic: "Hai!"
The Japs were loyal to their duties and let Madman Yang go, but then reached out to stop Big Dog and Wang Yinzhi behind him: "Identification..."
The big dog followed suit and directly raised his hand and slapped the other devil's ear: "Baga..."
Wang Yinzhi was behind, lowering his voice and changing his tone to bird-like: "Thank you for your hard work..."
The devil's ears were buzzing on both sides, and Wang Yinzhi's voice seemed to be coming from outside.
I felt aggrieved, but I could tell that this person was speaking very politely.
Why don't you just stop checking and just wave and salute, which means... why don't you leave quickly?
The secret sentry not far away looked at this scene with wide eyes and thought to himself, it seems that these three people must have received a very difficult task, otherwise they would not be so angry.
Fortunately, I was on duty as a whistleblower today, otherwise, I would definitely be the one getting slapped.
On the surface, the Japanese military camp appears to be heavily guarded, but in fact, as long as you have documents, you can pass through without any hindrance.
Leaving Minggang, there must be patrols and even sentries on the outside.
However, now that even the military camp has broken through, the confidence of the three has greatly increased.
However, the three were not bold enough to directly greet the patrol and pass.
As soon as the three of them left the sight of the beaten Japanese, three Japanese messengers ran into the tent with the lights still on.
Soon, three messengers hurried out of the tent and dispersed to the entrances of the three nearby tents to whisper.
In less than a minute, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers with equipment hanging on their bodies emerged from each tent.
The orderly soldier chirped for a while in front of the lined up team.
The Japanese immediately ran forward into the canyon.
The sound of dense footsteps woke up many sleeping Japanese.
The Japanese team arrived at the guard post next to the cook in the west. The leading team leader murmured to the guard for a while.
The team immediately split into two, one part continued to advance deeper into the canyon, and the other part immediately turned around and ran outside the canyon...
The big dog muttered to Wang Yinzhi: "Wait until the enemy patrol in front passes by our current position and goes to the camp, then it will be basically safe..."
The footsteps of the patrol were getting closer and closer, and soon they passed by the hiding place of the three people and headed straight towards the military camp.
The patrol walked away, and the three of them stopped waiting and trotted to the east opposite to the patrol.
The outside sentry heard the hurried footsteps coming from the direction of the camp, saw three figures approaching, and immediately asked in the darkness: "The password..."
In order to prevent the long night and many dreams, Madman Yang did not want to entangle with the secret whistle: "Bayonet...reply to the order..."
"Kettle..." After a voice came from the darkness, there was no movement.
The patrol meets the search party.
After a while of birdsong.
The Japanese team leader had rich experience and immediately gave the order: "Send people to the outer sentry position immediately to block it, and others will start a search..."
Seeing the soldiers lighting up torches and spreading out in the canyon, the Eighth Route Army dared to openly enter the camp!
It seems that the Eighth Route Agent Group is real!
The Japanese second lieutenant's scalp was numb: If the people of these special agents sabotaged the headquarters in the camp, even if they threw two grenades in the camp, it would probably cause the soldiers to blow up the camp.
I can't even imagine the consequences...
Although the imperial army is highly hierarchical and the soldiers are well-trained, similar situations have still occurred.
Before the war, life and death were uncertain. No one knew whether they would come back alive tomorrow. The soldiers were in a state of mental stress.
If something unexpected happened late at night, it was said that a soldier had a nightmare and screamed, which triggered a hysterical and crazy atmosphere in the military camp.
As if on the battlefield in a dream, the soldier picked up his rifle and started shooting randomly, causing more people to fight.
That time, more than twenty people died in one brigade.
The next day only bodies were left on the ground. Although the sentry in the west said that only three Eighth Route Army soldiers came, who knows how many more are hidden in the canyon?
Thinking of this, the second lieutenant gritted his teeth and immediately ordered the assistant next to him: "Immediately report to the captain on duty at the command headquarters, and the camp will immediately implement light control... Also... it is recommended to increase the manpower of the search team and change the password immediately!"
The big dog that looked back from time to time suddenly barked strangely: "No, the devil is coming..."
Madman Yang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and pulled out his binoculars, staring at the night to the west.
The Japs spread out in the canyon with torches. With many years of experience, Madman Yang had an intuition that something was wrong: "Run quickly..."
"The devil is using a torch and making amends. Sooner or later we will be overtaken..."
Wang Yinzhi was also anxious: "What should we do?"
"Stay away from the Japanese first..." Madman Yang stood up from behind the stone and ran eastward.
At this time, there was no regard for the fact that the Japanese might have other teams stationed further out.
The three of them fled.
Madman Yang is in good physical condition and doesn’t seem to run slow.
Big dogs are used to escaping and are quite fast.
However, what is shocking is that the fastest runner is Wang Yinzhi.
She stepped on the rocks and ran to the front in the river valley. She stopped and complained from time to time: "Did I say you two haven't eaten? You are running slower than my aunt..."
The big dog used his hands and feet: "What the hell, you've been here before and you know the general route. It's hard to find a place to stay for this fool."
Wang Yinzhi seemed to be panting in the darkness: "Hurry up...turn in front...there is a path that can go directly to the east mountain ridge..."
Madman Yang turned his head to look at the pursuing soldiers who were getting closer and closer, and continued to grope in the darkness with a dark face.
I can't help but have some doubts. I have lacked high-intensity training in recent years, and it seems that my skills have fallen behind...
"Stop...the command..."
Wang Yinzhi immediately yelled a bird song in the darkness ahead: "Bayonet...reply to the order..."
Seeing the torches in the darkness a mile away, the Japanese sentry was wondering what was going on: "Kettle...this is what you are doing?"
Madman Yang jumped in front of the Japanese sentry: "Eight..."
He blatantly avoided the Japanese rifle that could be seen looming in the darkness, pinched his neck with one hand, and stabbed the bayonet with the other.
The Japanese sentries worked in pairs. The other one noticed that something was wrong, screamed strangely, raised his rifle and immediately opened fire on the figure in the darkness.
boom...
The sound of gunfire immediately echoed in the valley...
After firing the gun, the Japs quickly pulled the bolt. Unfortunately, before he could take aim again, a cold bayonet stabbed into his neck from the side.
Wang Yinzhi turned his wrist and cut the Japanese's trachea and esophagus directly with his bayonet.
A cloud of blood spurted out, and Wang Yinzhi had turned behind the Japanese, with almost no blood on her body.
The big dog quickly ran to the two people who fell on the ground: "Are they dead?"
"I've been shot..." Crazy Yang's voice on the ground was a little painful.
"You're talking so arrogantly...don't say you hurt your leg..."
"Shoulder..." Madman Yang struggled to stand up and raised his hand to touch his shoulder.
The bullet fired by the Japanese passed through the body of the Japanese whose neck was crushed, and then scratched his shoulder. If it had been tilted a few centimeters, it would have penetrated his neck.
The sound of gunfire immediately attracted the attention of the Japanese pursuers behind, who began to scream and run directly towards the place where the gunshot was fired.
"Damn it..." Crazy Yang couldn't help crying.
The enemy was holding a torch, and although he was seriously injured, at least he couldn't run at full strength.
It is not easy to get rid of it.
(At the end of this chapter, it is quite difficult to get free recommendation votes from all of you...)
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Regarding the bombing of camps, this happened to the Kwantung Army... A Japanese soldier thought he was on the battlefield in the middle of the night and went on a killing spree in the military camp...
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