On a dilapidated street one mile away from Sihang Warehouse, a group of about fifteen Japanese soldiers in small groups were searching towards the bank of the Suzhou River under the leadership of a Japanese soldier, Captain Cao, who was holding a flashlight.
In front of a relatively intact building, the Japanese commander Cao looked up into the distance with a flashlight. He suddenly raised his hand and signaled the team to stop advancing. The individual soldiers were separated by two meters and pulled the team to a distance of more than 30 meters long.
The Japanese troops stopped in a disciplined manner and spread out to find a suitable position to guard.
After all, this is still a battlefield, and the Japanese army is obviously very cautious.
"Captain Matsuda, the Chinese soldiers have escaped. Why don't we enter the residential areas of the Chinese people and take a look?" A stout Japanese soldier came over and diligently held a match and tried to light it for the Japanese soldier who was wearing the military rank of Cao and was holding a cigarette.
He smoked cigarettes and suggested with a sleazy look: "Not only can I make some money, but maybe there will also be a flower girl?"
"Baga! Bastard, are you still thinking about the flower girl before the war is over?" The Japanese Army Commander Cao was furious and slapped the subordinate who made the obscene suggestion to the stars.
risk.
As the leader of a fifteen-person reconnaissance team, Matsuda Ishisara, who has served in the army for more than five years, is actually very depressed. Although it is hard to fight with the Chinese after soaking in the cold muddy water for several days, he will
His courage reached its lowest point when he watched rows of corpses of his colleagues being stuffed into body bags and transported to the rear, including several of his friends from the same hometown. They could no longer see the cherry blossoms in their hometown.
After finally waiting until the stubborn Chinese retreated, we no longer had to soak in the cold muddy water and watch in pain one after another our colleagues wailed and were left to die helplessly in the fortifications before becoming smelly like salted fish.
However, after only repairing for no more than ten hours, he was actually ordered to lead his replenished team into a reconnaissance team to search and advance on this terrifying position.
When he thought that the rest of his colleagues were already fast asleep beside the warm bonfire, but he still had to feel the breath of death in the dark, Matsuda Ishisara became extremely depressed. As a result, this guy who didn't care about life and death still mentioned something to him about the flower girl. This idiot
, don’t you know that Chinese civilians are hiding in the concessions of golden retriever foreigners?
I just didn't expect this. Once reminded by this idiot, the adult male's desire that had been dormant for more than two months suddenly reared its head. He could only think about it but couldn't do it. No wonder Matsuda Ishisara and the big mouths almost didn't finish it.
The guy who flatters and slaps the horse's legs will make you doubt your life.
He took out the pocket watch that was seized from the battlefield and should have come from a Chinese army major. With the help of the tightly held flashlight, which showed not much light, Ishikada Matsuda saw that the hour hand was already pointing to midnight, and he relaxed slightly.
tone.
That should be the end point of their reconnaissance tonight. As long as they arrive there, their reconnaissance mission for today will be over.
"Everyone, rest where you are. We are less than a mile away from the Western concession. Please pay attention. They are not despicable Chinese people. The empire has no intention of starting a war with them." The loudmouth slapped him away without realizing it.
Matsuda Ishigen, a subordinate of the current affairs department, looked up at the tall building in the distance without any lights or shadows, and ordered in a low voice.
Baga, I can finally rest for a while. After giving the rest order, Matsuda Isara kicked open the dilapidated wooden door of this two-story building that was luckily not damaged in the gunfire, and took a flashlight to shine inside.
After a while, after confirming that there was no one inside, he sat down and relaxed, leaning his body against the relatively dry wall.
Damn the Chinese, and the damn rainy day in Songhu, China. Not only was there light rain in the sky, but the trenches were also full of mud. He was almost untouched, making the Japanese commander Cao almost feel like he was moldy.
The salted fish he eats is stinky and rotten. If he continues like this, even if he is not killed by Chinese guns, he will be disgusted to death by himself.
Leaning against the relatively dry wall, the Japanese Army Commander Cao viciously cursed the damn Chinese and the damn Chinese weather. Facing the attack of the empire's powerful army, couldn't they just surrender with both hands without resisting?
A pair of strong hands slowly and gently hangs down from the sky, just like the gentle raindrops in the sky a few days ago. It is so soft that you can't feel its existence, but it is cold to your bones.
The Japanese sergeant, who had always been aggrieved by the bad weather and the stubborn resistance of the damn Chinese, was so focused on complaining that he didn't even see it. In fact, he couldn't see it. Right above him, a strong man 1.9 meters tall.
Han, hanging upside down with only one pair of feet hooked on a wooden beam on the ceiling, reached out and touched his head.
It's a bit like the head-butt killing in the future, but it's a real killing.
In the darkness, Matsudaishi felt a panic for no reason. The hair on his body exploded and his eyes suddenly opened wide. A big hand first covered his mouth. Before he could start to flutter and struggle, the strong man hanging upside down another hand.
Holding his head with one hand, the muscles of both arms bulged, and with a mistake of exerting force, there was a frightening soft "click" sound, and the Japanese Army Commander Cao's relatively strong body suddenly collapsed.
The rupture of the spinal nerves has caused the complete loss of all functions below his neck. An extremely unpleasant smell emitted from his crotch, which was the result of complete incontinence of urine and feces.
The bulging eyes caused by the severe pain did not allow the Japanese commander Cao to see the appearance of the attacker clearly. There was nothing but darkness in front of his eyes. His voice that wanted to warn his companions and call for help was blocked by the powerful hand as big as a cattail leaf fan.
The final sound coming out of my throat was just a terrible "gurgling" sound, which sounded a bit like a chicken with its blood vessels cut.
The terrifying Chinese still have troops left. Although they can no longer control their bodies or even see or shout, a sense of panic still passes through the mind of the Japanese commander Cao who can barely blink.
Then, the surging darkness completely overwhelmed him, not only his eyes, but also his entire heart. The rupture of the spinal nerves and the lack of fresh oxygen in the respiratory tract for more than 20 seconds were enough to cause his brain to go into sleep. Of course, this
It is an irreversible sleep that can never be woken up from.
Although his body is very large, the Japanese soldier Cao gently leaned his long body against the wall quietly, turned over, and jumped down from the height like a civet cat, making no sound. Look at him leaning against the wall.
Chen Yunfa grinned at the corpse of the Japanese Army Commander Cao, picked up the flashlight hanging on the Japanese Army Commander Cao's body, and flashed it three times out the window, which was a signal to order the squad to launch an attack.
I was originally thinking about how to quietly deal with this Japanese reconnaissance team. The Japanese commander Cao deserved his bad luck. It was not easy to rest there, so he broke into the small building where he was hiding alone. He easily killed the leader.
The next actions can be regarded as clearing away a lot of obstacles.
This is because Chen Yunfa has never stayed in the cold and damp trenches on the Songhu battlefield, and does not have a deep understanding of the strong demand for dry land by Chinese and Japanese soldiers. For the national army in a defensive state, the cold and damp trenches
It almost makes people collapse, so why not for the Japanese army who are on the offensive? For the lower-level officers and soldiers on both sides, as long as they can lie on a dry ground, even if they will die in the next moment, it is death.
The happiest thing before.
Although the Japanese commander Cao was killed in a sneak attack, it was not a blessing to die on a relatively dry ground.
The fate of the Japanese army that lost Captain Cao can be imagined. On the one hand, they had occupied the favorable terrain for a long time, and on the other hand, they were ordered to rest when their vigilance was at its lowest. Although the Japanese army finally saw the dawn of victory after two months of fierce fighting,
Although they were tenacious, the Japanese reconnaissance team, which had basically determined that the Chinese had retreated after searching throughout the day, finally relaxed.
On the battlefield, slacking off means death.
So, they died.
The only one who missed was probably the Japanese soldier who doubted his life because he was slapped hard by Commander Cao. Because of his psychological trauma, the Japanese soldier was the farthest away from the whole team. He lit up a cigarette angrily and hid in the darkness.
In the damp corner, he silently cursed his commander for a bad death.
Little did he know that his wish had come true a minute ago, and his Captain Cao had already died.
When a Japanese soldier whose heart had been stabbed screamed in pain and startled him, the Japanese soldier didn't even look at his companions who were more than 20 meters away from him. He immediately ran down the street towards the road he came from, showing his determination.
The familiar howling of his companions reminded him that the entire team was under attack, but until this moment he had not heard a single gunshot. What did that mean? It meant that the enemy was well prepared for a sneak attack. Since they had already started to take action
, that means they are already sure.
It must be said that this Japanese soldier had a very clear mind.
But having a clear mind does not mean that he can escape death.
"Xiao Shui, kill him! 80 meters in front of you, bearing direction 9 o'clock." Chen Yunfa, who had killed three Japanese soldiers in succession and walked out of the street carrying a three-edged military thorn, heard the rapid footsteps running, frowned slightly, and faced the distance.
Chu yelled.
Obviously, he was still a little dissatisfied that he could not kill this Japanese reconnaissance team without any noise. How many more such teams did he want to kill before dawn?
"Bang!" A gunshot sounded, and the running Japanese army fell headlong. On the roof of an equally dilapidated small building 50 meters away from this street, Zeng Shui's bright eyes flashed slightly, looking at himself.
Very satisfied with the gun.
As one of the strongest snipers in the special operations brigade, Zeng Shui naturally mainly provided support, and there was no need for him to use the knife himself.
Hitting a target with a shot from 50 meters is as easy as drinking boiled water for him during the day, but at night in Songhu, where the rain is lingering, it is not impossible to see, but it is definitely pitch black, and it is almost impossible to see in such a night.
The figure of the rushing Japanese army, relying only on the approximate location that Chen Yunfa shouted loudly and the sound of the running footsteps of the Japanese army, was almost like a legendary blind sniper. It could hit with one shot. Zeng Shui was naturally quite satisfied.
This sudden gunshot in the dark night shattered the tranquility, but it was by no means capable of alerting the Japanese army. This place itself was still a battlefield. Even if the main force of China had withdrawn, the sporadic gunshots never stopped, and there were still some
The small troops stranded on the battlefield resisted and retreated.
After carefully observing for a long time and not seeing any movement by the Japanese troops, Chen Yunfa ordered everyone to deal with the Japanese corpses as usual. Everyone took two Japanese 8-gun rifles and left for another ambush site.
If nothing unexpected happens, the Japanese army will never send just one reconnaissance team to conduct reconnaissance in the Zhabei area. (To be continued)