The officers and soldiers of the special operations team and the more than 20 brothers who came to support received enough ammunition and quickly gathered in the yard to prepare for the attack.
"Brothers, an elite Japanese army was discovered in the city. Our brothers from a company just now ran into them without knowing what they were doing. Many of our brothers were killed."
Wei Qing was standing on the steps. The brothers couldn't see his face clearly, but his voice made the brothers look serious and at the same time, they felt a burning desire to fight.
Even the brothers of a company did not take advantage of this group of little devils, so the brothers already knew in their hearts that these little devils were very strong, but they were not afraid.
"These little devils may be stronger than we expected. This time we are ordered to deal with them. Many people may die, or we may all die and not come back. If you don't want to go now, raise your hands and quit! I will never
Don't force it!" Wei Qing stared at the brothers and spoke loudly.
There was silence. Neither the officers and soldiers of the special operations brigade nor the sniper teams from each company standing in the yard left. Their eyes were extremely firm.
"Okay, they are all well-known men, then let's show the little devils, no matter how strong they are, as long as they run wild on our Chinese land! I will tell him to never come back!" Wei Qing's voice
There was a fierce murderous aura in it.
The brothers packed up their equipment and filed out of the yard. Zhang Hai and Wu Hao also followed the team out of the yard.
There were a lot of debris scattered on the messy streets. The dust and darkness caused by the explosion made the streets dark. Occasionally, there was a ferocious flash in the distance, which stung people's eyes.
The brothers walked in two columns against the walls on both sides of the street. Their footsteps made a rustling sound when they rubbed against the ground. The team moved forward in silence. No one spoke. From time to time, a few officers and soldiers from the stretcher team carrying the wounded hurriedly talked to them.
Passed by.
Zhang Hai and Wu Hao were both transferred from the battlefield, and now they returned to the battlefield again, looking at the stretcher teams passing by from time to time.
The life and death of the people lying on it were unknown. They wanted to stop and see if there were any brothers they knew well, but they did not dare to look, fearing that seeing familiar people would be difficult to accept.
In the short time they were mobilized back, the team had already advanced more than 300 meters, but their company had already switched defenses, and the new company was guarding the line of fire.
The bullet penetrated the black smoke with clearly visible bullet marks, and landed on the wall with a puff of smoke and dust, and the stones on the ground were also shattered.
The newly replaced company did not attack the Japanese, but scattered and hid in the darkness of the ruins, firing a few shots from time to time to prevent the Japanese from approaching quietly.
Yang Ling's tactics have been adjusted. Now the troops in the city are only responsible for containing the Japs, while most of the troops have been secretly deployed to fight the Japs' reinforcements outside the city. Of course, the Japs don't know.
Zhang Hai and Wu Hao followed the officers and soldiers of the Lieyan Special Warfare Brigade and hunched themselves behind a broken wall. The Japs were dozens of meters away from them in the darkness.
Gaoyou City has been adjacent to the ancient canal since ancient times, with developed water and land transportation. The city is also larger than other inland cities.
The criss-crossing streets, rows of archways and undulating residential houses make the entire Gaoyou like a maze.
The Japanese camp is located in a large garden in the east of the city. It was a place enjoyed by dignitaries in peacetime, but it is now occupied by the Japanese.
Now the Japs' troops in the city are already stretched thin. They are scattered in various streets and houses and fighting guerrillas in street battles. However, there are not many troops left in the Japs' camps.
However, it was unrealistic for the officers and soldiers of the Lieyan Special Warfare Brigade to pass through the defense lines set up by the Japs and go deep into the east area of the city to disrupt the Japs' lair. Therefore, they could only stay near the fighting area to look for the Japs' powerful troops.
"The sniper will find the shooting position by himself, while the others will hide and stand by."
The order was quickly passed down. Now that the Japanese's powerful troops were not found, they could only hide on the spot.
The Flame Special Forces Team has a lot of time, and they have enough patience to wait for the Japanese Skeleton Special Forces to show up again.
As long as they appear, the officers and soldiers of the Flame Special Warfare Brigade will quickly pounce on them and cut their throats.
While the officers and soldiers of the Lieyan Special Forces Brigade led by Wei Qing were quietly ambushing near the firing line in search of fighter planes, the Japanese's Skeleton Special Forces were also operating near the fighting area.
The order given by the Japanese Skeleton Special Forces is to assist the regular troops in strengthening their defensive strength, but they have always been arrogant and advocating attacking rather than waiting for death.
The plan of the Japanese commander Major Qingchuan was for the troops to rely on the complex terrain in the city to resist house by house, stick to the guerrilla troops, and wait for reinforcements to counter the encirclement.
But the commander of the Skeleton Special Forces, Makino Kanan, was obviously much more radical. He didn't have so many worries, so after he arrived at the battle area, a bold plan came into his mind.
That is to remove the headquarters of the guerrilla troops. As long as the headquarters of the guerrilla troops are removed, these troops, which he considers to be a mob, will scatter and they will be able to defeat them without reinforcements.
Moreover, he was already familiar with beheading operations against enemy headquarters, so without informing the Japanese Major Qingchuan, he took the decision without authorization and started the infiltration operation with the arrogant Skeleton Special Forces.
The fighting area between the two sides is a residential area with scattered heights. The straight-line distance between the frontline troops of both sides is actually no more than thirty meters.
However, due to the blockage of row upon row of houses and walls, it was difficult for them to find each other. In such a dark night, when no target was determined, no one dared to expose themselves easily, and both sides were just wasting their time.
Zhang Hai and Wu Hao belonged to the same sniper team. Wearing camouflage sacks, they got into the second floor of a half-collapsed restaurant and lay down.
The 38-meter rifle with relatively stable shooting parameters in Wu Hao's hand pointed condescendingly through the half-closed window at the neighborhood occupied by the Japanese not far away.
Zhang Hai acted as an observation post, observing the opposite side through a small gap, and at the same time keeping watch behind him. Fortunately, two yards were hit by incendiary bombs, and the burning fire gave them a wide field of vision.
The Japanese were worried that the guerrillas would launch sneak attacks in the dark, so from time to time they fired flares from behind the walls where they were hiding. The flares swayed into the sky, and their pale light fell on the streets, leaving ruins as far as the eye could see.
The guerrilla officers and soldiers who were exposed to the light of the flares hurriedly retreated to various hiding places as if they were afraid of the light.
The riflemen hidden by the Japanese moved along the light of the flares. As long as they saw something moving, they would just raise their hands and shoot without thinking.
When the guerrillas saw the flames of the opponent's guns, they would follow the bullets and fly over. As the flares rose, the silent battlefield was filled with dense gunfire in the blink of an eye, without any warning.
Grenades and grenades flying out from everywhere were constantly thrown towards each other. The rumbling explosions and gunshots stunned those on the battlefield.
But as the flares fell and went out, the chaotic battlefield quickly returned to calm. Everyone hid in the darkness again, with their guns pointed at the opponent's suspected targets, waiting to shoot when the flares rose next time.
After the flares went out and everyone in the firefighting position was busy moving to new shooting positions, they quietly moved toward the guerrilla defense line.