Even Chen Yunfa, who entered the battlefield, did not send a signal to the field hospital guard platoon.
Because of the special characteristics of its soldiers, the field hospital guard platoon is divided into three squads, one male squad and two female squads. Tonight, the male squad is patrolling and on duty, while the two female squads stay behind.
But Chen Yunfa, who had dodged out, immediately heard the sound of pulling the gun bolt and slight footsteps moving nearly a hundred meters away. It was obvious that the women's volleyball team named Mi Zhi, who had been training himself rigorously for four years, even Chen Yunfa, a tough guy, secretly smacked his lips.
There are no weak soldiers under the commander, even if they are a group of women.
The remaining 30 men of the guard platoon are entering their defensive positions.
Of course Chen Yunfa also knew that anyone who dared to come here must be an elite soldier of the Japanese invaders.
Until now, he had not heard a warning from a sentry on the outer cordon. Chen Yunfa knew very well that maybe they had been sacrificed by the enemy's sneak attack. If it weren't for Xiong Er, the green wolf's sense of hearing and smell was far beyond that of ordinary dogs.
We have raised an alarm, maybe we will be attacked by Japanese soldiers today.
Unexpectedly, the independent regiment's first battle in eastern Shanxi did not fall to the brothers of the infantry battalion. Instead, the special operations brigade and field hospital guards took the lead. Chen Yunfa's face flashed with a hint of murderous intent. Since he is here, there is no need.
gone.
The reason why he has not ordered the firing of flares until now is because he is afraid that the Japanese will come in too slowly and the night is too dark. If they escape, he will not be able to use their heads to pay homage to the sacrificed guard platoon soldiers. It has always been the practice of the independent regiment.
If you kill one of me, I will take the heads of ten of your people as a memorial.
Ono Nagato, who was still five hundred meters away, naturally didn't know that because of a wolf howl, the Chinese soldiers on the opposite side had already entered their fighting positions, waiting for him and his special attack team to throw themselves into the trap. In order not to disturb these flying men, they
In fact, the Chinese soldiers with superior strength did not use their distance advantage to snipe them from a distance. Instead, they waited silently for them to advance to a position 100 meters away from the field hospital.
Although they are two combat units, Chen Yunfa's special operations team and the field hospital guard platoon do not have a tacit understanding of cooperative combat, but Liu Tuanzuo equipped the special operations team and the field hospital's most important protective force, the guard platoon, with the World War II version of the individual soldier "
Big Brother" played an important role.
While Ono Nagato was leading his subordinates like gray mice, lurking and advancing under the cover of night, Chen Yunfa and Mi Zhi were already more than 100 meters apart and quietly discussed the special warfare with technology that far exceeded that of the Japanese invaders.
The team is responsible for frontal defense. The two female guard squads of the guard platoon use firearms to defend the two wings. When they find that the enemy wants to escape, they use two MG42 machine guns to block the enemy's retreat.
They want to completely annihilate this elite group of Japanese troops who dare to lurk in the area where the army gathers.
Slowly smearing black oil on his face to mask his own body odor, Chen Yunfa pulled out his wide-edged obstacle-clearing knife and quietly ordered that since the Japanese dared to come here for a sneak attack, the special team would launch a counter-attack. Look who,
He is the king of the night.
Except for the super sniper Zeng Shui, the other four shadows, led by Chen Yunfa, also lurked into the darkness.
This is self-confidence, the self-confidence cultivated by the special forces of the Independent Regiment through four years of fighting. No matter how many enemies come, they dare to face the difficulties. Similarly, no matter how many enemies will slip through the net, the former soldier Zeng Shui also has self-confidence, he
One gun can prevent them from getting past the defense line established by themselves.
The Chinese are so stupid that they haven't noticed the danger yet. A young Japanese sergeant and a subordinate wearing the rank of corps commander looked at the still quiet Chinese station 200 meters away with flashing eyes.
The cruel cold light and the suppressed excitement.
Nagano Yuzan's military rank is only that of a sergeant, but as the most outstanding disciple of the new generation under the Ito-ryu clan, senior brother Minamoto Yoshihiro Koko is his idol, so when Minamoto Yoshihiro Koko returned to the sect, he chose people to join the army.
, Nagano Yuzan did not hesitate to run.
His superb swordsmanship and tenacious will allowed him to pass Minamoto Yoshihiro's devilish primary selection and enter the 20th Division, one of the imperial permanent divisions deployed to defend Northeast China. In two years, he was promoted from private to first class based on meritorious service.
From corps commander to sergeant, his promotion path was not as fast as that of nobles like Ono Nagato, but it was definitely not slow and he was considered a leader in the special attack team.
If, following Lieutenant Ono's battle, he destroyed the most vulnerable field hospital defended by the Chinese, he would be promoted to a second lieutenant of the Imperial Army immediately after returning to the division! In just over two years, he might be able to wear a silver bar.
Star's second lieutenant shoulder insignia, just thinking about it can make the blood of a poor boy from a seaside fishermen family surge.
What was once the dream of a young martial arts master in the Itto-ryu style has turned into a foundationless cloud in the face of worldly fame and fortune, disappearing as soon as it blows away.
In his eyes, only military achievements and the glory after promotion are left in his eyes.
Unfortunately, his dream may have come to an abrupt end at this moment.
Nagano Yuzan was very unfortunate, because he was eager to make a contribution and rushed to the front with his companions. Now the closest companions to him are still fifty meters away. And Chen Yunfa, who has almost smelled the faint smell of blood in the air, also
At the forefront of the entire special operations team.
As the being who was most likely to catch up with him in Liu Lang's eyes, five years had been enough to turn Chen Yunfa, a 1.9-meter-tall Chinese man, into a terrifying killing machine. As the chief martial arts instructor of the special operations brigade, Shi Datou
After practicing hard for more than 20 years, the red boxing skills are so superb that, except for the non-human Liu Tuanzuo, he is actually the best in the whole group.
But he said something, if it was a martial arts competition, Chen Yunfa was not as good as him, but when it came to the battlefield, neither of them could be a match for Chen Yunfa, who was already proficient in all kinds of killing methods.
Chen Yunfa has actually quietly grown into a master second only to Liu Lang in the independent group. To be more precise, he is another terrifying killing machine. Carrying an oil drum weighing nearly 200 kilograms and running wildly is no longer the exclusive domain of Liu Tuanzuo.
Now Chen Yunfa can even run on the training ground against a log weighing more than 150 kilograms.
How could a rising star of the Yidao style be called lucky when he met such a person? Especially when Chen Yunfa was hiding in a bush like a cheetah silently watching its prey approaching its attack range.
Closer, closer again. Nagano Yuzan was lying on the ground, twisting in a strange posture like a snake, close to a big rock on the edge of the bush. He raised his eyes and looked at the dim light of the lanterns of the Chinese field hospital that was right in front of him.
He gestured to his companion ten meters behind him, indicating that he could rest for a minute before continuing.
Although the infantry crawling technique improved on the basis of ninjutsu is very concealed, it is undoubtedly very energy-consuming. In order to launch a surprise attack at the closest distance, it is even better to kill all the defenders in the form of assassination. They started from 800 meters away.
Move forward with this attitude.
Little did he know that his companion with the rank of corps commander could no longer see his gestures.
A soft "click" sound made Yuzan Nagano feel frightened.
There was a sound like trampling dead branches. Could it be that this idiot Suzuki was so careless? Nagano Yuzan cursed secretly in his heart and cast his gaze into the deep night behind him, but he could not see anything.
Just when the Japanese army commander was crawling across the edge of the broad bush, an extremely powerful hand stretched out quietly, as if pinching a snake seven inches, and the big hand with five fingers spread like a fan suddenly clasped it
At the section where the Japanese soldier's cervical vertebra connects to the spine, his five fingers as thick as carrots, which can crush the hardest pecans, suddenly exerted force and crushed the spine that controls the entire body to pieces in an instant.
The body of the Japanese army commander suddenly stiffened, and then all collapsed. The only thing his nerves could control was opening his mouth wide, wanting to let out a long howl.
However, another powerful hand stretched out quickly and expertly, covering his mouth and nose. Baga, this must be an experienced murderer... The Japanese captain whose nerves below the cervical spine were completely cut off worked hard for several seconds.
To no avail, after this thought emerged in my mind, I was greeted by eternal darkness.
The night in China is so dark!
Not only the Japanese captain who was completely dead thought so, but Nagano Yuzan might also have thought so.
The night after the soft "click" sound was very quiet, and the silence made the Japanese sergeant who was preparing to massacre the Chinese feel a little creepy.
"Suzuki-kun?" Nagano Yuzan slowly pulled out his katana from behind, half-crouched and leaned against the boulder, and shouted in a low voice vigilantly.
What greeted him was a flash of sword light.
The sharp light of the sword.
Even if the night is dark, when a sharp dagger is suddenly less than ten centimeters from the tip of your nose, will you see it?
The answer given by Nagano Yuzan was that he could really see it. Not only was the sharp sword light almost stinging his eyes, he even felt the cold hairs all over his body touching the sharp blade.