Wei Qing, who was dressed in coarse cloth, was squatting on the edge of a shack with a clearly visible porridge in his hand, and his sharp eyes were looking towards the city gate calmly.
In the direction of the city gate, rows of wooden stakes nailed to the common people were like terrifying monsters, shadowy in the dim twilight.
And there were screams over there, and Han Er, who wanted to save his younger brother from the Japs, was being nailed to a wooden stake by several strong Japs soldiers.
Han Er offended the majesty of the Japs, so he had to be punished. In order to frighten the other young men, the Japs nailed him to a wooden stake to demonstrate their force.
The Japanese drove nails into Han Er's arm, and then used a hammer to drive into the wooden stake. Every blow of the hammer would cause the flesh and blood to squirm, and Han Er would wail in pain.
Han Er fainted from the pain several times, but was soon woken up by the severe pain. The Japanese were driving the nails slowly, with a look of teasing on their faces. They enjoyed the process very much.
Seeing Han Er being tortured like this by the little Japs, the officers and soldiers of the special forces who had sneaked into Qingzhuang had murderous intent in their eyes, and they wished they could rush over and kill those unscrupulous Japs.
An angry officer and soldier of the special forces team listened to the screams and screams, and the rice bowls holding the gruel were trembling. His anger had reached the extreme.
"Hurry up and eat!"
Special Operations Captain Wei Qing also felt the anger of the officers and soldiers of his Special Operations Team, but in order to take the overall situation into consideration, he had to give them a hard look to make them restrain themselves.
Although most of the officers and soldiers of the special operations team are veterans who have spent their entire lives fighting, there are also some outstanding recruits. The veterans are calm. They have seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They have long been numb. They have long been used to the atrocities of the Japanese.
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However, these new recruits who had not fought many battles were recruited into the special forces because of their specialties in certain areas. However, their temperaments were not as calm as those of the veterans. If Wei Qing hadn't given them a timely warning and glared at them, they would have almost lost their composure.
Although Wei Qing's timely reminder prevented the officers and soldiers of the special force from being exposed, they were still staring in the dull direction with murderous intent.
"Don't stare over there. If the little devil sees you and doesn't like you, he might pull him over."
A man with gray hair on his temples saw the newcomers looking towards the city gate from time to time, and lowered his voice to give a kind reminder.
"Thank you."
Wei Qing hurriedly withdrew his gaze and saw that these civilians were all immersed in drinking porridge from their bowls. They did not dare to look over there. The few little devils who were on guard in the distance looked here from time to time.
Looking at it, he also felt awe-inspiring, almost exposed.
"There's no need to thank you. It's normal for you newcomers not to know. Remember, if you want to come back alive, don't worry about things you shouldn't care about, and don't look at things you shouldn't look at."
After the kind-hearted farmer finished speaking, he squatted next to him with his bowl in hand.
The Japs fed these young and strong civilians who had been recruited to eat porridge, and the bottom of the porridge was clearly visible. Everyone wolfed it down quickly, and then went into the shack in silence. Very few people talked.
Wei Qing and others also lived in several shabby shacks. Each drafty shack was crowded with more than 20 people. There was a sour smell in the shack, and the turbid air almost made him unable to bear it.
Get angry.
"Don't act rashly yet, wait until dark."
After Wei Qing got into the shack, he lowered his voice and asked everyone to calm down.
It was already dark, and all the young men who were building fortifications and trenches for the Japanese soldiers went into their shacks to rest after eating. After all, they were too tired after a day's work and had little food to eat. If they exercised again, they would get hungry quickly.
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About two hundred meters away from this messy shack, a bonfire was lit. Five little devils were talking and laughing around the fire, and a machine gun was placed next to it.
This is a small team of Japanese soldiers. In addition to the Japanese who stayed by the fire, the other eight small Japanese soldiers were scattered around the shack area with guns on guard. They were responsible for guarding the young people in the shack and preventing them from escaping at night.
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The sky darkened, and the chill in the air became stronger. A group of little Japanese who changed defenses came out from Gaoyou City, took over from the little Japanese outside, and began to stand guard.
However, the officers and soldiers of the special forces hidden in the shack were not sleeping. They were observing the situation of the Japanese outside through the gaps in the shack.
The Japanese are very arrogant and careless. Except for the fighting taking place in the direction of Yancheng and Baoying, the area near Gaoyou is already safe, so their vigilance is also very relaxed.
There were only two small groups of less than 30 Japs remaining in the guard position outside Beicheng. Except for the machine gun fire points and sentries left behind, most of the Japs gathered around several fires to warm themselves up.
After all, it is already December, and the west side of Gaoyou City is close to Gaoyou Lake. The water vapor is everywhere, making it not only very humid at night, but also extremely cold.
Although the little devils have a strong will to fight and high tactical literacy, they are born with flesh after all. It is difficult for them to perform sentry duty in such a cold night.
The little devils had a fire to keep them warm, but the young men crowded in the shack had to huddle together to stay warm, otherwise they might freeze to death in such a night.
When night fell completely and the young men who had worked hard all day fell asleep, the officers and soldiers of the special operations team took action one after another after identifying the enemy's firepower points and sentry posts everywhere.
The night provided great cover for the officers and soldiers of the special operations team. They quietly swayed out of the shack like ghosts and moved towards their respective targets.
The piles of wood, soil, and trenches near the Japanese positions were in a disorderly manner, providing excellent cover for the brothers. They ducked down and quietly approached the Japanese sentries and firepower points.
When the brothers came in dressed as civilian husbands, they did not carry weapons because they were worried about being searched by the little devils. However, for them, weapons did not only refer to guns and knives. Stones and sticks could also be used as sharp weapons to kill people.
A Japanese sentry in a cotton military uniform stood with his feet spread out, holding a gun to guard the darkness in the distance. From time to time, searchlight beams from the city would sweep into the darkness. His mission was to follow those beams and search for any suspicious objects.
Just as the Japs sentry's eyes were following the beam, checking for anything unusual in the open area along the beam's path, a slight movement suddenly came from behind him.
The Japanese soldiers also heard the movement behind them and turned around to take a look, but as soon as they turned around, a black shadow as agile as a cheetah jumped out and pounced on them.
The little devil was horrified, but before he could react and pull away, a black shadow covered his mouth with one hand, and wrapped the other hand around his head, twisting it hard, and with a click, he fell into consciousness.
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The one who took action was the officer and soldier of the Lieyan Special Warfare Brigade. He took action quickly and neatly, and gently put down the dead little Japs. Then he pulled out the bayonet of the Japs' bayonet scabbard and touched another Japs sentry.
In the darkness with the howling cold wind, the officers and soldiers of the special forces were like ghosts, quietly killing the Japanese sentries.
The Japanese sentries were all focused on the perimeter. Who knew the attack was coming from behind, so they were all eliminated by the special forces officers and soldiers one after another.
After the brothers got rid of the Japs' sentries, they slowly surrounded the little Japs warming themselves by the fire from the surrounding darkness, but these little Japs seemed unaware that they were in danger.