The cold drizzle fell endlessly. Yang Ling and others were soaked to the skin, with wet clothes sticking to their backs. The cold wind hit them and they shivered with cold. After walking in the mud for about an hour at night, they arrived at the Jaap Highway.
This camp next to it.
Yang Ling and the others lay down behind a low hill about 500 to 600 meters away from the opposite side of the road from the Japs Camp. Brothers No. 40 were hidden in the endless drizzle and night. Although the Japs camp was heavily guarded and high-power searchlights were used to go back and forth.
Shaking, but still not aware of anything.
Yang Ling patted Qin Shou on the shoulder, pointed to the winding road ahead and made arrangements in a lowered voice.
"Company Commander Qin, take the two squads of brothers to the front and try to get as close to the Japs' camp as possible. We estimate that the fight will start in an hour. If the Japs don't come out, try to attract firepower to harass them. If the Japs do come out, move them towards the enemy camp."
West Side, you don’t need me to teach you how to get rid of the Japanese, right?"
Qin Shou looked at the Japanese camp and swallowed his saliva. He knew that this was a dangerous job and he would have to explain it here if he didn't pay attention. But now, no matter whether he was scared or not, he had to bite the bullet and nodded to Yang Ling, saying that he
clear.
"Come with me from Class 1 and 2 -" Qin Shou lowered his voice and waved to the darkness behind him, and black shadows followed him from behind.
Yang Ling watched Qin Shou get up with a gun, grabbed him, and stuffed the pocket watch he was wearing into his hand. He did not forget to warn: "Remember, don't shoot too early."
"Don't worry, I'll call you in an hour." He held the pocket watch that Yang Ling put in his hand and responded in a low voice. Then he hunched over and disappeared into the drizzle and night, and soon disappeared, as if
Fell into the dark lake.
Qin Shou was responsible for attracting the Japanese firepower, while Yang Ling led people around to the other side of the Japanese camp and asked Yang Dashu to lead the machine gun squad to find a good shooting area and set up a machine gun position on their planned retreat.
Yanqiang and eight other skilled brothers used the cover of night to explore the Japanese camp.
This Japanese camp was not far from the front line, and Yang Ling saw countless cars coming in and out during the day, so he estimated that it was a temporary advance material base for the Japanese. As long as this material base was destroyed, the Chinese defenders ahead would be vulnerable.
For the military, it will undoubtedly reduce a lot of pressure.
Although this was a temporary advance camp, the Japanese still dug trenches and erected barbed wire around it. The entire camp was heavily guarded. Yang Ling and Lao Yanqiang led the other eight brothers to crawl forward cautiously, even though they were covered in mud.
of mud, but soon reached the barbed wire fence.
Yang Ling was not sure whether the barbed wire fences were electrified, so he did not dare to act rashly. Instead, he waved his hand and led others to cover. He and several other brothers took off the engineer shovels they carried with them and started digging, preparing to dig under the barbed wire fences.
There is a passage for people to enter and exit.
The engineering shovels used to capture the Japanese were of high quality, and the continuous drizzle made the soil soft. Without much effort, they dug out a passage under the barbed wire for people to enter and exit.
While digging the hole, a group of Japanese patrols walked by about fifty meters away, which shocked them into a cold sweat. However, the Japanese did not expect that someone would attack them, so they just glanced this way.
Let them escape without any danger.
"You two stay here and cover our retreat later." Yang Ling did not let everyone sneak in, but left two brothers to cover the gap.
Whether it is a surprise attack or an ambush, Yang Ling's most important thing is not how to deploy the troops to maximize the firepower advantage, but to find an escape route in advance so that no matter whether it is successful or not, he can ensure his own safety. This is also his consistent style.
The two Japanese sentries were wearing raincoats, standing with their legs crossed and 38-gauge rifles with bayonets across their hands in the drizzle. They were completely unaware that Yang Ling and Lao Yanqiang were quietly approaching them in the darkness of the night.
Yang Ling and Lao Yanqiang did not carry long guns, but grenades on their waists and two shell guns loaded with bullets. At this moment, they were holding sharp bayonets and moving towards the two Japanese sentries.
Although the drizzle covered up the movement caused by Yang Ling and the others to a certain extent, an alert Japanese sentry still subconsciously turned around and looked towards Yang Ling and the others.
Seeing a dark figure approaching him in the darkness, the Japanese sentry was stunned for a few seconds and felt something was wrong. He wanted to pull the gun bolt, but Yang Ling had already stepped in front of him.
Poof! The Japs sentry's mouth was covered by a big hand covered with muddy water, and then he felt something cold being scratched across his neck, and a large stream of warm blood spurted out. He felt as if his whole body was being beaten.
As if he had lost all his strength, his legs were a little weak, and he struggled weakly and was slowly lowered to the ground by Yang Ling.
Another Japanese soldier turned around when he heard the noise, just in time to see a stream of liquid spurting out from his companion's neck, but soon he felt severe pain in his chest, and when he lowered his head, he saw a bayonet with blood on it.
It pierced his chest from the back, and there was still blood on the tip of the knife.
Lao Yanqiang twisted it with all his strength, and the bayonet immediately tore up the pieces in the Jia Zi Bing's stomach, and the Jia Zi Bing fell down helplessly.
Yang Ling and the others dragged the body of the Japanese soldier behind the sandbag and hid it. They waved their hands into the darkness, and other brothers also hunched over and ran over quickly.
The hundreds of tents in the Jaap soldiers' camp were set up in an orderly manner. Although the perimeter of the camp was heavily guarded, the layout was tight on the outside and loose on the inside. Except for the occasional patrol, most of the Japs were already asleep.
Yang Ling sent several brothers out to investigate the situation, and soon they returned.
"The tents behind those cars were full of Japanese ammunition, and there were only two Japanese sentries."
"The tents on the left are full of sleeping Japanese soldiers. If you throw a few grenades in, they will all be ruined."
"I didn't dare to approach the larger tent. It should be where the Japs leader lives. There are five or six Japs guarding it."
Yang Ling immediately became excited when he heard that the tents behind the car were full of Japanese munitions. If the Japanese munitions were blown up, the effect would be much greater than blowing up the Japanese supplies.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Ling's mouth, and he immediately waved his hand and led Lao Yanqiang and others toward the tent filled with ammunition. The Japanese sentries were quickly and quietly eliminated.
When they got into the tent and saw the neatly stacked boxes of ammunition, their hearts beat loudly. It would be great if they could transport these ammunition back, but they soon gave up this fantastic idea.
, this is behind enemy lines, it is impossible to transport these ammunition out, the only way is to blow it up.