The cold tortured almost everyone in this icy rainy night.
In the Japanese heavy artillery position, the ambushed soldiers huddled in paratrooper pits, drowsy.
Because of the cold, all the soldiers took out their raincoats and covered their heads tightly to preserve the heat emitted from their bodies.
Unfortunately, it is located in the south of the Yangtze River. As long as the ground is dug down more than one meter, a shallow layer of water will appear.
The soldier, unable to move in the pit where he could only sit down, had no choice but to half-crouch in the pit, trying his best to get out of the water at his feet without touching the raincoat above his head.
Those who are better than them are the soldiers in the trenches. They also have artillery holes, so at least they don't have to worry about rainwater infiltration.
Unfortunately, I could neither make a sound nor smoke, so I had to fall asleep in the relatively warm shell-proof cave.
Even worse than them were the Japanese soldiers who set up ambushes in the wild. In order to prevent being discovered, they couldn't even dig a hiding place. They had no choice but to put on raincoats and lie down on the wet grass in the freezing cold night.
Fortunately, this is winter in the south of the Yangtze River, and the lowest temperature is only one degree Celsius, which is not enough for dripping water to turn into ice.
Even worse than them were Zhang Sixing and Hansen. It hadn't rained yet when they quietly approached the Japanese heavy artillery unit. At this moment, they could only endure the near-zero cold.
"Giggle..."
Zhang Sixing's teeth chattered uncontrollably, and he said to Hansen who was also shaking into a ball beside him,
"Don't sleep. If you sleep now, you will lose your life."
"Sir, I'm terribly sleepy, but if I shake, I feel a little warmer."
"You can shake, but you can't sleep. This is an order..."
Hansen, who was already frozen and almost unable to control himself, subconsciously wanted to tap his heels.
While supervising Hansen, Zhang Sixing looked at his watch. It was two-thirty at the moment, and they had been soaking in the rain for several hours. The heat on their bodies had almost completely dissipated, and there was no need to add salt to the hump water bag on their backs.
, water with added sugar may shake even more.
With thirty minutes left, Zhang Sixing felt it was time to take action. Ignoring the sleepy Hansen next to him, Zhang Sixing let out a subtle whistle that the Japanese three hundred meters away could not hear.
In a moment, everyone from the sniper reconnaissance team came to his side, and everyone had their helmets touching their helmets. From a bird's eye view from above, it looked like strange flowers in bloom.
"Follow me and sneak in."
Although the original plan was to "turn on the lights" for the Japanese heavy artillery positions, it attracted Japanese soldiers who were ambushing all around to attack.
I hope Lu Feizhang and the others have found the place where the Japanese troops are ambushing outside, as long as... now... thinking in his heart, Zhang Sixing slowly crawled forward.
When the battle began, the shivers originally caused by the cold immediately disappeared. I don't know if it was because he practiced martial arts in his spare time or something else. Anyway, when he was preparing to fight, he could not feel the cold and his body was not stiff at all.
"Hansen, follow me and you won't feel cold when you move."
The duck down clothes soaked in ice water are a bit heavy, but they are definitely much lighter than the old cotton clothes. Of course, Zhang Sixing’s so-called duck down does not only use the down of duck breasts, but collects chicken and duck feathers and smashes them together.
,Then……
Thinking about things in his mind, Hansen moved his limbs. He felt like his limbs were like rusty folding knives, and every move required a lot of effort.
Zhang Sixing, who was beside him, put his mouth next to his ear,
"Hansen, listen to me, we are going to go to the enemy's heavy artillery position now. You have to recover quickly, otherwise you will definitely be skewered on a bayonet and used as a barbecue by them."
"Try my best, sir, I will try my best..."
Hansen, whose eyelids were heavy, wanted to grin, but he still couldn't help but want to close his eyes.
At this moment, Zhang Sixing pressed his neck violently and pressed him to the ground. Hansen subconsciously wanted to struggle, but Zhang Sixing whispered in his ear,
"Devil."
In an instant, vigilance drove away the drowsiness, and Hansen lay on the ground without daring to move. He just tried to open his eyes as wide as possible, trying to see where the Japanese were in front of him from his eyelashes or the corners of his eyes.
The back of the head was photographed by Zhang Sixing,
"Don't be nervous, it's over..."
Pass, pass, wherever the Japanese sentry is, pass... Hansen suspected that Zhang Sixing had played a little trick because he saw that he was sleepy and freezing.
I meant to complain, but I felt that this "scare" was quite effective. At least he was no longer dozing off, and the cold seemed to have disappeared.
There was a rustling sound behind him, and he turned around and saw other sniper teams behind him. He didn't know when they followed him.
The Japanese heavy artillery positions are quite tightly defended, probably with hexagonal trenches connecting the entire outer defense line of the artillery positions. Heavy machine gun bunkers are placed at every corner, and it is not clear from a distance whether there is anyone on duty inside.
This is almost a standard bunker, but even Hansen found traces of excavation everywhere in the open space in the middle of the heavy artillery position.
What's going on, a dozen of them are going to rush into the ambush of Japanese? Isn't this looking for death? Shouldn't it be Lu Feizhou and the others who launch an attack on the Japanese who are ambushing outside.
Then the Japanese here were attracted by the movement outside, and then a small team of their own sneaked in and installed time bombs on each cannon. If necessary, put a heavy shell next to it, which will definitely blow up the heavy cannon.
So the question now is why Zhang Sixing led his small team to rush to the heavy artillery position where there was an ambush. This is really difficult to understand.
But this made Hansen nervous, because they finally approached the trench of the Japanese heavy artillery position.
It can be seen from here that despite the cold weather and rain, the Japanese sentries are still performing their duties, and it is even certain that the machine gunners in their machine gun bunkers are not resting either.
Or some of them are resting, but there are still enough vigilant soldiers.
If discovered...
Hansen's body couldn't help but tremble. This time it was not because of the cold, but because he knew they were about to embark on a dangerous operation.
In his mind, he still wanted to question whether such an action was necessary or appropriate. When he saw Zhang Sixing, who was originally crawling slowly, his upper body rose up like a cobra, and with a flick of his hand, he
"puff"
About ten meters away, a figure that had just walked over stopped. There was a "gurgling" sound in his throat, which even the veterans could hear. It was the sound of a punctured lung and blood choking the throat.
In fact, Zhang Sixing was not sure in his heart that Hisao Tani had set a trap. He just felt that using heavy siege artillery to attack the night attack troops was a very problematic choice.
Based on his summary of secret operations on the Spanish battlefield, the most important thing about an attack is the opponent's state and psychological judgment, which requires the use of empathy.
If I were Hisao Tani...
The opponent is a good opponent for night attacks, so where to attack you can affect your attack on Jinling City. Undoubtedly, heavy support firepower is the opponent's main target.