The location is about seven or eight kilometers in a straight line direction to the south from Brown Yanggou.
Zhui Feng raised the telescope in his hand that he bought for 175 yuan from a certain store, and looked hard at the position in front of him.
I don't know whether it was luck or bad luck, but there was still no trace of Japanese reinforcements in front of him.
Logically speaking, according to the order he received from Hu Biao, he should continue to pedal his bicycle forward and continue his investigation.
It was not until we discovered the forward of the Japanese reinforcements and learned such crucial information.
The problem is that at this point, Zhuifeng is a little afraid to move forward. After realizing a key problem, the former socialite cursed:
"I'm so excited! I should have known that there would be a computer installed on this bicycle.
Otherwise, who knows how far we have ridden now, and if we are about to exceed the restricted area, the broken system will not remind us, what if we suddenly get shot in the head?"
To this end, he turned back to the 'AT' in the back seat of the car and asked:
"Approximately how far have we ridden, and what is the straight-line distance to the Brown Yanggou position?"
"About ten kilometers, right? It's hard to say the straight-line distance. There are crooked and broken roads along the way. Who knows how far the straight-line distance is. How about we ride forward for about ten minutes?"
After pondering for a while, AT suggested this.
So, Zhui Feng gritted his teeth and kicked off his feet again.
During such a process, he felt panicked in his heart, fearing that his head would suddenly explode without even realizing it.
Damn it! This process was so exciting compared to when he was racing.
Fortunately, Zhui Feng's head did not explode like a rotten watermelon with a 'bang~' sound like his former partner.
Because they had been riding for 5 minutes at most, a puff of smoke and dust rose faintly from you in the distance in front of them.
Seeing this, Zhui Feng suddenly squeezed the brakes, jumped off the bicycle, and climbed up a small dirt slope about ten meters high on the side, using both hands and feet.
When he raised the telescope around his neck, he finally saw traces of the Japanese reinforcements; the Japanese reinforcements finally appeared.
According to the itinerary, if everything goes smoothly, they will arrive at Brown Yanggou around 4 p.m.
According to the system announcement, they must persist in the mission until 12 midnight, which means they need to snipe the opponent for exactly 8 hours.
But now that they have laid mines on the road, such a situation that requires a head-on confrontation doesn't take that long no matter what.
Unfortunately, after seeing clearly the scale of the Japanese reinforcements, the poor former socialite couldn't help but tremble all over.
In his line of sight, there were several three-wheeled motorcycles, and the Japanese sitting in the motorcycles held a crooked machine gun in their hands.
A little later, there was a row of green pickup trucks dragging artillery pieces, as well as Japanese soldiers trotting on both sides.
At first glance, there is no end in sight.
At this moment, the true momentum of a Japs unit when dispatched was revealed in front of Zhui Feng in a very real way, making him feel numb.
"Why are you still standing there? If you want to live, just leave~"
Zhui Feng put down his telescope and ran towards the fallen bicycle on the road faster than he climbed up.
At the same time, he shouted to the confused ‘AT’.
In the following time, this young man who chased the wind in Yangcheng in the past just pedaled his bicycle into a hot wheel position.
But after riding for a minute or two, I thought that the fortifications in the rear might not even be completed, let alone how much minelaying had been completed.
He squeezed the brake again and jumped off the bicycle.
He grabbed the medium-sized rifle carried on the AT's shoulder and roared at the AT:
"You go back alone to report the news, and I'll buy you more time here; remember to tell Hu Biao that the one who jumped on the street will give me a share of the spoils this time~"
After saying that, he walked towards the bushes on the side of the road...
Riding the bike hard, the AT soon covered a distance of almost 1 kilometer.
But after turning a big bend, thinking that Zhui Feng could no longer see him, this young white-collar worker from the modern world just carried his bicycle and ran towards the roadside.
There was absolutely no intention of following Zhui Feng’s instructions and going back to report the news.
Of course he knew that Zhui Feng's report was more important to those at the rear.
But in the modern dimension, he will get married to his girlfriend who has been in love for many years in November this year; the longing for a better life in the future on his girlfriend's face has always been his biggest motivation for working hard.
Therefore, after understanding the situation, he told himself that he must not die.
Even though people like Hu Biao had been saying that he could be resurrected after the war, they still couldn't stop his strong desire to survive.
Therefore, his current plan is to find a place to hide, and then successfully survive such a mission; other battles and missions on the battlefield are really too cruel for a young white-collar worker like him.
Two minutes later, he took his bicycle and hid behind a big rock.
This place is quite hidden, and with the Japs in such a hurry, there is a high chance that they will not be able to detect his presence.
The problem is that after actually hiding here, AT felt a little uncomfortable.
Perhaps when he turned back inadvertently, he saw the back of Zhui Feng, a boy who was younger than himself.
Such a scene had a huge impact on him.
Are you crazy? How stupid must this person be to choose to use blackmail alone to buy more time for everyone? He has no family or lover?
"What the heck! Am I infected, and I actually want to be stupid for once?" Finally, when the sound of gunfire came, the young white-collar man cursed and ran out with his bicycle.
Then, he pedaled the bicycle desperately, trying to gain back the few minutes he had just lost.
****
The time was 3:42 in the afternoon, about 3 kilometers south from the Brownangou position.
After tightening the cable with wire, he carefully placed another grenade mine.
The middle-aged warehouse manager, whose code name was changed to the ‘Hun Dharma God’, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and shouted to the bacon digging a hole not far away:
"Bacon, how many mines have we laid?"
"There are about 360 bullet mines and a little more than 50 grenade mines." After thinking for a while, the shrewd man from the city reported such a number.
Upon hearing this result, which far exceeded his expectations, the middle-aged warehouse manager's face was filled with surprise.
While thinking about it in my mind, I muttered in my mouth:
"If we continue at this speed, we will definitely complete the minelaying mission before dark, and then we can get some hot dinner to eat when we go back. How about letting Hu Biao try boiled compressed biscuits? I haven't eaten that stuff yet.
Yes, I heard it tastes really good."
When he thought of this, the middle-aged warehouse manager drooled.
Unfortunately, his blissful anticipation did not last for 30 seconds. A bicycle was speeding towards him on the road in the distance.
Far away, a crying voice came: "The Japs are coming, just a few kilometers behind; Zhui Feng left behind to buy time with a black gun, he probably won't be able to come back~
"
As soon as he heard this, all the expectations for dinner disappeared in the middle-aged warehouse manager's head.
He danced like a madman and shouted:
"Everyone, speed up a little and let me use all your energy to feed. I can spread my clothes as fast as I can; I will keep buried until the enemy's vanguard appears. Chasing the wind cannot die in vain."
"Bacon, take this guy back to report the news. Pay attention to the mine signs on the road. Don't waste the results of our hard work~"
Bianrou didn't say anything, but he nodded vigorously to express his thoughts.
Then, taking the AT position of the young white-collar worker who was a little exhausted from riding hard for a short period of time, he started to speed toward the brown Yanggou position while staring at the bicycle.
Along the way, a branch was planted every so far away, which was a mark made conveniently after the mine was laid to prevent the mine-laying personnel from being hit when they retreated.
When the mine-laying personnel evacuate, all these markers will be pulled out and taken away...
At the same time, the middle-aged warehouse manager was less than 4 kilometers away.
A Japanese commander frowned and used his toes to pull a corpse on the ground; he turned the body that was lying on its side.
Then, he could see this harassing officer whose body was covered with bullet holes and whose face was surprisingly young.
But that's about it. Since he came to this land, he has seen younger resisters like this more than once.
In this foreign land, there will always be such young faces who take up arms.
Perhaps, this is the biggest reason why they have still been unable to conquer this place for such a long time, and cannot even see a specific deadline.
Later, he asked casually: "How are our casualties?"
"This guy's marksmanship is very poor. Only one soldier was slightly scratched on the arm by a bullet at close range; but he was quite capable of running. It took us almost 10 minutes to kill him."
After hearing such an answer, the colonel issued an order:
"Yeah! It's just a negligible resistance. Order the team to move forward. If you encounter such cold guns in the future, just ignore them and just use machine guns and grenade launchers to cover them with firepower."
After saying that, he walked back to his car.
At this point, the team that stayed for about 10 minutes after the attack continued to move forward.
As for Zhui Feng's body, which was such a small obstacle for the advancers, a Japanese soldier dragged his right leg and threw it into a ditch on the side of the road in a state of tatters.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the Japs faintly noticed that the weak attacker, who had been dead for a long time, seemed to have died with a smile on his face.
In another indescribable space, in the huge database of the system itself, there is a relatively negligible character:
The Hua Kingdom trainee team lost 1 person, and there are still 30 people left.