In the afternoon, the mountain forest was still filled with mist, and several soldiers armed with weapons and wearing camouflage uniforms that were rare this year appeared in the grass beside a small river.
Matsuura Tsuna looked into the distance through the mist on the river. Although he looked at it for a long time with the help of a telescope, he still couldn't see the scenery in the distance clearly.
Behind Matsuura Tsunayoshi, more than a hundred Japanese soldiers also wearing camouflage uniforms quietly appeared behind him.
These Japanese soldiers not only wore camouflage uniforms, but also wore helmets wrapped with mesh on their heads. In addition to holding Type 38 rifles, many of them also carried grenades, Type 92 heavy machine guns, and Type 11 light machine guns.
Yes, there are even quite a few Japanese soldiers holding rare century-old submachine guns.
Just from the equipment of these Japanese troops and their vigorous and uniform military movements, we know that they are definitely rare elites among the Japanese troops.
This is a mountain forest less than 60 miles away from Liantai County. It is not only dense but also inaccessible.
At this time, there was a rustle of footsteps ahead, and a Japanese soldier who turned back in a hurry said to Matsuura Tsunayoshi: "Your Excellency, Major, no Chinese troops were found within fifty miles ahead, but a small village was found more than ten miles ahead.
, there are about thirty households.”
"More than thirty households?"
Matsuura Tsunaura murmured, took out a map from the satchel on his waist and spread it on the grass. He also took out the north needle and compass and played with it for a while.
Then he looked at it carefully for a while and then pointed at the map and said: "According to the map, there is indeed a small village of Xiaonanzhuang ahead. There should be more than a hundred people there."
"Sir, in this case, can we go around it?" a second lieutenant next to him asked.
"no!"
Matsuura Tsunira shook his head: "This village is right on the road we must pass through. If we go around it, it will not only be time-consuming, but we will also have to climb two steep mountains.
The risk is too great. We cannot take this risk. We must maintain sufficient physical strength and be in the best condition to annihilate those damn rebels!"
Speaking of this, Matsuura Tsunayoshi's eyes flashed with a strong murderous intent.
If it weren't for the rebels, how could he have taken a plane from distant Nanjing and risked being discovered by a plane from the Liantai Flying Corps, and then parachuted to a place less than 200 kilometers away from Liantai County, and then walked away in a deserted mountain forest?
one day one Night.
Matsuura Tsuna's conscience trembled a little when he thought of the cold eyes of the Chief of Staff of the China Expedition Army, Shozo Kawabe, before leaving.
He knew very well that if he could not complete the mission this time, he and his more than 100 special forces members would not have to go back alive and would just die in Liantai County.
Thinking of this, Matsuura Tsunayoshi suddenly turned to the second lieutenant behind him and said: "Ida-kun, you should understand the importance of our operation.
We are now within the sphere of influence of the Liantai Militia, which is Gao Hongming's home base. There are at least tens of thousands of Chinese troops entrenched here. Once discovered, we will all die without a burial place.
So, do you know what to do?"
"Understood!" The second lieutenant nodded solemnly, with a fierce look in his eyes: "Major, please rest assured, I guarantee that no one in that village can escape!"
Matsuura Tsunryo nodded: "As long as you know, order the troops to rest and be on guard, and set off in an hour."
Following Matsuura Tsunayoshi's order, the Japanese soldiers behind him immediately sent some people to guard the surrounding area. Others sat down and took off their shoes one after another. An unpleasant sour smell began to permeate the air.
After a day and night of hard marching, many Japanese soldiers' feet were covered with blisters and blood blisters. Some even had blisters on their feet. The blood blisters stuck to their shoes and socks. Every step they took was painful. Everyone was in pain during the rest.
They took off their cowhide military boots, picked out blisters and blood blisters, and then each took out a pair of dry socks from their backpacks and put them on.
After doing all this, this group of Japanese soldiers were already exhausted and had no time to bury a pot to cook. They just swallowed a few mouthfuls of dry food, lay down on the spot and quickly fell asleep.
An hour later, the Japanese army regrouped.
Just as Matsuura Tsunayoshi was about to give the order to set off, he heard thunder above his head. The thunder heralded the coming of a storm, and wind and rain are the biggest enemies that troops need to face when marching on mountain roads, whether in ancient or modern times.
"idiot!"
Matsuura Tsuna's expression changed, and he cursed through gritted teeth, "Order... everyone to advance at a forced march speed! We must arrive at Xiaonanzhuang before dark, otherwise we will be in trouble."
Matsuura Tsunayoshi knew very well that the danger posed by the force of nature was even greater than that of enemies armed with guns. If they could not reach the village more than ten miles away before dark, more than a hundred of them would be exposed without protection.
It's no better than a hundred or so ants in this kind of thunderstorm.
Lightning, floods, mudslides, any kind of natural disaster can wipe out their entire army.
At this time, the thunder and lightning in the sky made a violent and loud noise, which could be compared with the roar of cannons on the battlefield. It seemed that every thunder sounded overhead.
Not only that, the sky suddenly became dark, so that the Japanese special forces who had undergone rigorous and arduous training would look up to the sky from time to time.
The power of nature always makes people feel frightened. At this time, the storm became even more crazy. The mountain road between the two mountains naturally formed a funnel shape. The strong wind rushed in from the mountain pass like a wind tunnel, and the earth and rocks were broken.
Tree trunks rolled down the hillside.
"Quick... speed up... run forward. We must get to Xiaonanzhuang before the storm comes, otherwise we will be dead!"
Amidst the shouts of the officers, the Japanese soldiers, who knew the seriousness of the matter, did not dare to neglect and ran as hard as they could.
"Wow..."
A bolt of lightning pierced the air, and at this moment it started to rain in the sky. The heavy raindrops became extremely violent in the strong wind. The Japanese special operations team members wearing raincoats braved the wind and rain and struggled forward in a dark and dangerous rainy night.
, the muddy road caused people to fall to the ground constantly.
At the beginning, the Japanese troops would pick up their fallen comrades and continue moving forward. However, as the rain became heavier, the ground became more slippery, and the weather became worse and worse, the Japanese troops could no longer care about their comrades.
In this case, once trapped in this storm, they are likely to stay in this mountain forest forever.
In this way, after more than half an hour of rapid march, Matsuura Tsunryo and his party finally arrived outside Xiaonanzhuang. When the Japanese army saw the small mountain village in the heavy rain, everyone cheered, but the cheers were all drowned out by the heavy rain and thunder and lightning.
Covered up.
Looking at the small mountain village, a sharp light flashed in Matsuura Tsuna's eyes. With a wave of his hand, more than a hundred Japanese soldiers rushed toward the remote and quiet mountain village like hungry wolves.