Yang Ling was not sure whether it was the Japs in the valley or the hunters in the mountains. To prevent the crowds from making noise and alerting others, he only brought a few brothers to investigate.
In this mist-shrouded mountain, there were rugged rocks and thorns everywhere. Yang Ling and the others quietly moved towards the place where the smoke was coming from.
The brothers he led were all good at disguised reconnaissance in the sniper platoon, but when compared with Yang Ling, they suddenly felt inferior.
However, they are also open-minded and eager to learn, learning Yang Ling's sneaking skills like ghosts in the dense forest.
After the rain, the valley is fresh and clear, with crystal water droplets falling on the green branches and leaves, and the sound of crisp flowing streams in the distance, lively and lively.
Yang Ling held a shell gun and carefully pushed aside the branches and leaves blocking the road and walked in the front, while the other three brothers dropped two meters away and guarded the surroundings with shell guns.
The green smoke that was discovered earlier has been extinguished. Yang Ling can only estimate the general direction and sneak in, praying in his heart that the other party will not leave, otherwise it will be all in vain.
"Flapping Lengli--" Just as Yang Ling and the others were concentrating, an unknown bird flapped its wings and soared from in front of them.
Yang Ling quickly gestured to hide. The three brothers behind him were so startled that their hearts were in their throats. They hurriedly used their disguises to hide, but their faces were still full of nervousness.
The sound of footsteps came from the front. A Japanese soldier wearing a grid helmet held a 38 rifle with a bayonet and used his body to smash through the weeds taller than a man. He walked more than fifty meters away from Yang Ling and the others.
He paused under a tree outside.
In the sight of Yang Ling and the others, a Japanese soldier in the same uniform slipped down from the thick tree trunk. The two Japanese soldiers whispered a few words, and then the Japanese soldier climbed up the tree and hid in the canopy.
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Seeing this scene, Yang Ling and the others secretly thought they were lucky. In this dense mountain forest, it was really hard to find a Japanese sentry hiding in the trees.
Fortunately, the thick bushes obscured Yang Ling's line of sight and prevented the Japanese from noticing them approaching quietly. This was a great blessing among the misfortunes.
However, this also reminded Yang Ling that this group of Japs is very vigilant. If they cannot be eliminated in one fell swoop and let them escape, and if they try to catch them again, then they will really let the tiger go back to the mountain.
After the other Japs walked away, Yang Ling confirmed that there were no other Japs around, and then he slowly retreated with his brothers.
"The Japs are in the valley, but they are very vigilant. If we launch a surprise attack, we might be discovered before we even get close."
After returning to the hiding place, Yang Ling gathered all the officers above the platoon and gave a brief report on the investigation situation.
A platoon leader said: "Let's just rush over and kill them. What's the point of a surprise attack?"
When the special agent company commander Qin Shou heard this, he couldn't help but kicked the platoon leader and cursed in a low voice: "You idiot, if the Japanese don't fight us and turn around and go into the forest, you go and chase them."
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"Then... then pretend I didn't say anything." The platoon leader closed his mouth angrily.
Yang Ling continued: "Our goal this time is not to defeat them, but to annihilate them, so no one can escape."
Wang Zikun frowned: "Regiment deputy, there are mountains and forests all around. When the gun fires, the Japanese will definitely sneak into the woods and they won't be able to catch up. How can we fight a war of annihilation?"
Yang Ling smiled and relaxed the solemn atmosphere. He picked up a few stones and held them in his hands. "In order to achieve the goal of total annihilation, I am going to implement the sheep herding tactic."
"What is the sheep herding tactic?" Qin Shou and the others looked at Yang Ling with doubts on their faces.
Yang Ling said with a smile: "When people in the mountains go hunting, they set up ambush on the mountain passes and ridges in advance. Another group of people will drive the prey in the forest into the ambush circle, and finally work together to catch the prey. This is called the sheep herding tactic."
"Lieutenant, what do you mean is that we will not attack the Japanese directly, but drive them into our ambush?" Qin Shou frowned and said, "But the Japanese are not prey, what if they don't follow the routine?"
"You can rest assured about this, look." Yang Ling placed the stones in his hand on the ground one by one.
"The Japs are in the valley now. We only need to ambush people on the mountain ridges on both sides and at the pass at the other end. If there is an alarm here, the Japs will definitely go in the other three directions. Then we will wait for them to hit the muzzle of their guns.
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Seeing the stones placed by Yang Ling on the ground, several company and platoon leaders immediately understood that instead of chasing the Japanese and beating them, they would rather drive the Japanese into their own ambush. This tactic was very suitable for this dense mountain forest.
"But I want to remind you that according to the intelligence, there are about twenty or thirty Japs. No matter where they hit, I don't ask you to annihilate them, but you must seal their mouths and wait for reinforcements from other directions."
"Yes!" Several company and platoon leaders became excited.
Soon, according to Yang Ling's deployment, the spy company was divided into three, and they ran towards their respective positions along the mountain ridge, while Qin Shou was responsible for blocking the pass on the other side of the valley.
Now the advantage that Yang Ling and the others had was that the enemy was visible and we were hidden. As time passed by, soon in Yang Ling's telescope, the brothers at the pass and the mountain ridge waved their clothes, signaling that they were in place.
Yang Ling took a deep breath, led the sniper platoon brothers into the valley again, and quietly moved toward the Japs' resting point.
Because of the previous investigation, he was familiar with the situation this time. A few dozen meters away from where the Japanese Sentinel Tree was hidden, a brother pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
The dull sound of gunfire echoed in the valley, and the rapidly flying bullets shattered the leaves on the trajectory and disappeared into the green canopy with a pop.
With a thumping sound, the Japanese sentry hiding in the tree fell down, and Yang Ling and the others rushed forward quickly.
The Japanese sentry was only injured and fell under a tree, still struggling. Wang Zikun rushed up and shot him in the head, shattering his skull.
The gunshots alerted the rest of the Japanese soldiers who were resting under the cliff. They rushed to grab their guns in panic, and the Japanese major also looked crazy.
He originally thought that after walking so far, he would have already thrown away the pursuing Chinese troops, but he didn't expect that he would actually touch them.
"Retreat!" The Japanese Major didn't hesitate at all. He didn't care about the life or death of the sentry. He led the team and turned around and ran in the other direction.
The Japanese Major understood very well that no matter how many Chinese troops came over, in this mountain forest, as long as there was no direct contact, the other side could not do anything to him. As for the sentries, they could only consider themselves unlucky.
Yang Ling and the others were very fast. After killing the sentry, they quickly rushed to the foot of the dry cliff in battle formation.
But at the foot of the cliff, except for the raincoats and some sundries that the Japanese soldiers had no time to take away, not a single Japanese soldier was missing.
"Damn it, you can run faster than a rabbit." A brother cursed as he watched the bushes being dug out by the escaping Japanese.
"A monk who can run away cannot run away from the temple."
A smile appeared on Yang Ling's face. The Japanese really didn't dare to fight. They ran away as soon as the gun was fired. He waved his hand and said: "Follow me!"