It is still very cold in Shanxi at the end of January, and the cold wind is blowing, making people feel a knife-like pain in the body.
More than 20 kilometers east of Taiyuan City, a Type 94 truck returning to Taiyuan from Shouyang County was speeding on the road.
Five Japanese soldiers were huddled on the side of the truck, and sitting on the co-pilot's side of the cab was a Japanese second lieutenant named Yamada Shinichi.
The Japanese driver in the driving seat was concentrating on driving the car, and Yamada Shinichi's wary eyes looked out the window from time to time.
Even though this place is close to Taiyuan, Yamada Shinichi does not dare to be careless at all.
Last month, a transport convoy was ambushed by the Eighth Route Army less than thirty kilometers away from Taiyuan. Not only were combat supplies robbed, but more than fifty transport soldiers were killed.
Although this car contained no cargo, it was not worthy of the Eighth Route Army's action.
But they were in a lone vehicle, and there were only seven soldiers in total, including the driver and himself. If they were ambushed by the Eighth Route Army on the way, Amaterasu would not be able to save them.
Yamada Shinichi lamented that the First Army's life is getting really difficult now.
The Beitongpu Railway has been occupied by the Eighth Route Army, and even the Zhengtai Railway is not safe now. If this situation continues, the First Army may be in trouble.
But then I thought about it, if the sky falls and the commander is holding it up, what's the use of worrying about it?
It's better to worry more about your own safety. If one day comes, you can only serve His Majesty Tian Locust.
But before that, Yamada Shinichi still wants to live a few more days.
Yamada Shinichi raised his wrist and looked at it. The truck would arrive near the airport in about half an hour and it would be completely safe.
At this moment, Yamada Shinichi suddenly felt his body leaning forward suddenly, and his head almost hit the windshield.
"idiot!"
"How did you drive? Why did you stop? Don't you know this road is dangerous?"
Yamada Shinichi cursed angrily. If he hadn't been sitting in the passenger seat, he would have wanted to slap the driver's face into a pig's head:
"Drive quickly!"
Every time he went on a mission, even a simple transportation mission, Yamada Shinichi felt like he was walking through the gates of hell.
If you dare to stop in the middle of the road, you are simply seeking death. If you really think that the Eighth Route Army would not dare to attack you
The driver looked at Yamada Shinichi and pointed to the road ahead: "Your Excellency, Second Lieutenant, there is a situation ahead. Someone is blocking our way."
Yamada Shinto immediately alerted the commander, and he had already taken out the Southern Type 14 pistol from the holster with his right hand.
He looked forward through the windshield and saw three Locust Army soldiers standing in the middle of the road.
Because the terrain here is a sharp turn, the truck just turned a corner and almost hit the three-door soldiers, and the driver stepped on the brakes.
Seeing the Japanese soldiers in front of him, Yamada Shinichi's expression softened slightly, but he did not put the pistol back into its holster.
He opened the car door and got out. Seeing the situation, the five soldiers on the truck jumped out of the truck with 38 rifles.
These five Japanese soldiers were basically bow-legged and short in stature, but relatively strong.
"Hello."
"Who are you, are you looking for death? Get out of the way, you guys are blocking the truck."
Three or four meters away, Yamada Shinichi said to the three Japanese soldiers standing in the middle of the road.
"My soldiers hit a mine."
One of the Japanese second lieutenants turned around, glanced at Yamada Shinichi, and asked:
"We are from the 3rd Division, Your Excellency Second Lieutenant, do any of you know how to clear mines?"
Hearing the other party's pure Japanese, Yamada Shinichi and several soldiers behind him were all startled. They all stepped back and looked around with wary eyes.
"There are no eight roads around here. If there were eight roads, we would have been killed long ago."
The second lieutenant officer gave a wry smile.
Yamada Shinichi stepped forward to take a look, and sure enough he saw a round mine under the feet of a soldier.
The soldiers next to him were running around anxiously, while the officer on the other side, who also had the rank of second lieutenant, was relatively calm, but there was also a hint of anxiety in his eyes.
The Japanese soldier who stepped on a landmine shouted loudly in Japanese, "I don't want to die, I want to go home to see my mother."
"What the hell!"
"Damn Tubalu!"
"This is a German-style S mine, actually buried in the middle of the road, cunning Tuba Road!"
Yamada Shinichi loudly cursed Tubal Road for its lack of martial ethics. He wanted to leave, but these soldiers happened to be blocked in the middle of the road. The curve here was narrow and the truck could not pass at all.
"You are lucky to meet me, Yamada Shinichi."
Yamada Shinichi drew out his short sword:
"I used to be an engineer, and I have platooned mines like this."
"Thank you so much." The Japanese second lieutenant said with gratitude, "As long as you can save my soldiers, when you return to Taiyuan, I will invite you to play at the 'Locust Army Rest House'."
Yamada Shinichi looked like he knew your kid was interested.
The comfort woman at the Locust Army Rest House in Taiyuan was outstanding, but her consumption was also very high. He was only a second lieutenant, and he usually had to send money home, so he didn't have any money left over to relieve his anger.
After Okamura Neiji took office as the commander of the North China Front, he introduced a public security plan to strictly prohibit Japanese soldiers from indiscriminately attacking Chinese people in the security areas.
Yamada Shinichi was almost suffocated.
Yamada Shinichi held a short knife and walked towards Wang Yousheng who was crying. He first dug away the soil and stones around the mine, and then said to himself: "This is a loose mine. As long as you keep stepping on it, it will not go away."
If you detonate it, as long as you can find a heavy object weighing more than tens of kilograms to replace it, you can escape and ascend to heaven."
"The general method is to dig out the soil next to the mine, then use a knife to cut the sole of the shoe, then cut from the bottom of the soldier's arch, apply at least tens of kilograms of force to the knife with both hands, and finally find a heavy piece
Stones, knives, and soles of shoes were pressed against the mines."
After a pause, Yamada Shinichi turned around and shouted to the soldiers under his command: "You guys, go find a stone weighing tens of kilograms and bring it here."
"Hi!"
The Japs agreed immediately and walked to the side of the road to look for dozens of kilograms of stones.
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The second lieutenant said to another sergeant holding a 38 rifle.
"Hi!"
The sergeant put the 38 rifle on his back and followed the second lieutenant towards several soldiers.
Yamada Shinichi turned around again and waved to the driver in the car: "Come down and help."
The Japanese driver turned off the truck completely, pushed open the door and jumped out of the truck. He first found a few stones and placed them under the wheels.
Then he ran towards Yamada Shinichi in a daze, looking a little scared.
This was a landmine after all, and he would definitely not survive if it exploded.
"What an idiot." Yamada Shin handed a knife to the Japanese driver and ordered, "Take the knife and dig away the soil around the mine."
"Hi!"
The Japanese driver had no choice but to bite the bullet and dig out the dirt and gravel with a knife.
Yamada Shinichi took out a pack of cigarettes, took out a cigarette and threw it into his mouth, lit a match, took a puff and then exhaled a puff of smoke, completely relaxing his originally tense nerves.
The dull Japanese driver was digging into the soil with a knife when he suddenly saw the foot stepping on the mine in front of him and moving away from the mine.
Moved away...
Nani
The Japanese driver's eyes suddenly widened and his head felt a little short-circuited. What's going on?
Before the Japanese driver could react, Wang Yousheng's right hand suddenly pinched the Japanese driver's throat, and with two fingers exerting force at the same time, with a click, the cartilage of the Japanese driver's throat was crushed.
At the same time, he grabbed the short knife from the Japs driver's hand, changed his hand shape, and knocked the Japs driver one meter away with a slap of his hand.
Yamada Shinichi heard the noise and turned around, just in time to see the Japanese driver being killed.
Baga! Yamada Shinichi cursed secretly, and while backing up, he reached out for his gun. Wang Yousheng moved faster, took a step forward, held a short knife in his right hand and swiped Yamada Shinichi's neck.
Bloody arrows shot out, and Yamada Shinichi fell into a pool of blood with eyes full of disbelief.
In just a few seconds, Wang Yousheng killed two Japanese soldiers in a row. He did so cleanly and neatly, and the sniper of the Sword Squadron hiding in the dark applauded him.
His attacks are ruthless and his movements are quick, and he is not inferior to some of the veteran members in the Sword Squadron.
In order to prevent unexpected situations from happening, several snipers from the Sword Squadron were hidden in the dark. The snipers would only fire if the lives of the Sword members were threatened.
There are enemy bunkers and gun towers nearby, and shooting will definitely attract the enemy.
At this time, Duan Peng and Wang Xikui came over. The five Japs just now had been eliminated by them, and more than a dozen sharp swordsmen wearing special agent uniforms also came out.
"Clean the traces, move quickly!"
Duan Peng looked at the watch in his hand and gave the order with a stern expression.
Teams of two team members first confirmed that the Japanese was dead, then carried the Japanese corpse to a ditch more than ten meters away on the side of the road, threw the Japanese body into the ditch, and covered it with withered grass.
Wang Xikui and Wang Yousheng were behind to clean up the blood stains on the road, dig out the landmines and fill the road back up.
In less than five minutes, all traces were removed.
One of the team members brought two sets of clothes of a Japanese agent. Duan Peng threw one of the clothes to Wang Yousheng. While getting dressed, he said to Wang Xikui: "Xizi, act according to the original plan."
"Understood." Wang Xikui's eyes and expression were stern, "Don't worry, captain, I will lead my team to arrive at the designated location on time to meet you."
Wang Xikui's age is actually not that old, but he looks older in the original drama, plus he is thinner, which makes him look older.
Now Wang Xikui has a muscular body, his physique is stronger and stronger than in the original drama, and his individual soldier strength has doubled several times. He has long since grown into a calm, resourceful and powerful special forces soldier.
These Japanese special agent uniforms were confiscated from the previous shooting of Yamamoto special agent.
The captain of Lijian at that time was still Lu Yingjun. He thought that if he kept these uniforms, he might be able to use them in the future, so he never threw away these Japanese special agent uniforms.
This time, Duan Peng is going to lead a combat team, disguised as Yamamoto's special agent team, to infiltrate near the airport.
Duan Peng was gambling, maybe he would meet a real Japanese spy team halfway.
Since the New Regiment's cars couldn't get here, Duan Peng set up a trap halfway and robbed a Japanese 1994 truck.
Duan Peng called this a fishing ambush.
Not long after, the Type 94 truck loaded with "special agents" drove towards Taiyuan Wusu Airport.
This chapter has been completed!