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Chapter 1379 Secret Army

Shiwan Village, the station chosen by more than 3,000 puppet troops tonight.

With the village as the center, security posts are scattered throughout a three-kilometer radius.

There are bright whistles that can be seen at a glance, and there are hidden whistles that are hidden.

More than a dozen patrol teams armed with rifles and light machine guns patrolled back and forth between sentry posts.

On the outer defense line close to the station, more than a dozen machine gun positions are arranged openly or covertly.

Behind the defense line, one of the four mortar positions was on standby.

More than a dozen mortars had their muzzles raised, the gunners sat beside them to rest, and shells were piled in nearby ammunition pits, ready to join the battle at any time.

More Japanese and puppet troops huddled in the military camp to rest, and were dispersed around the village in units of infantry squadrons and infantry companies.

The commander-in-chief of the offensive force, who was also the commander of two Japanese infantry brigades, brought a guard squadron and a secret force to station in the village.

The guard squadron surrounded the village tightly. Unless there was an order, the two captains could not enter.

Twelve mortars were scattered in the open space in the middle of the village.

A group of three mortars, facing in one direction.

The gunners, like the artillerymen around the station, rested next to the mortars.

The only difference is the cannonballs.

In the ammunition pit not far away, several ammunition boxes were neatly arranged. Each ammunition box had a skull painted on it, which looked very scary.

The cannonballs look similar to ordinary cannonballs. If you look carefully, you will find that each cannonball is painted in a different color.

In the simple headquarters, apart from the captain sitting in the middle, there were three majors sitting in front of him with respectful expressions on their faces.

Two majors are the captains of the infantry brigades under their command, and the other major is the commander of a secret force sent by their superiors.

To be precise, he is the captain of the mortar squadron in the village.

The reason why an artillery squadron leader has such a high military rank is not because of his seniority, but because the shells fired by this mortar squadron are so special.

Looking at the entire Shanxi garrison, there are only three such mortar squadrons. All majors serve as squadron leaders and are directly under the direct command of the division headquarters and the military headquarters.

No one has the right to mobilize them without orders from an officer above the division commander.

In order to destroy the garrison arsenal, the military commander thought for a long time before deciding to use this secret force.

"Your Excellency, Captain? Are you sure that the Eighth Route Army will attack us tonight?" the major who commanded the secret force asked with a doubtful look on his face.

A total of three thousand troops were stationed around the village. In his impression, no Eighth Route Army in North China dared to attack so many imperial troops.

The Captain of the Major Alliance responded confidently: "Our opponent is the garrison, and they will definitely not miss this opportunity to attack."

"The troops went deep into their base alone. The garrison must not be able to figure out why we were so bold."

"If I were the commander of the garrison, if I can't figure out the reason based on intelligence analysis, there is another way: take the initiative to attack and bring out our conspiracy and support."

"Whether they want to annihilate us or expose our conspiracy, they will send troops to attack us tonight."

After the colonel finished his analysis, he turned his attention to his two subordinates: "Are you ready?"

"Don't worry, captain!" the two captains replied in unison.

"The gas masks are all in place. As long as the Eighth Route Army dares to come, I guarantee they will be killed."

On a small mound five kilometers away, Li Hao squatted here, holding a telescope to observe the Japanese and puppet army garrison, trying to find some clues.

Disappointingly, this garrison was exactly the same as the Japanese and puppet garrison that the troops had encountered before, and there was nothing special about it.

"Captain, we have investigated the enemy situation around the station." Chen Wei, commander of the reconnaissance company, ran over to report.

"There are warning posts all over the three kilometers surrounding the station, both open and hidden. Time is too tight, so there must be many hidden sentries that have not been discovered."

"There are 15 patrol teams between the posts, all Japanese and puppet troops are mixed. Each patrol team has more than 20 people, half of which are Japanese and puppet troops. They are equipped with a light machine gun and a grenade launcher."

"There are more than a dozen machine gun positions scattered behind the patrol, both overt and covert. We found five of them."

"There are four scattered artillery positions behind the machine gun position, and behind the artillery position is the station."

"The observation distance is too far, we can only see an outline with the help of the campfire."

"The enemy is stationed in units of infantry squadrons and infantry companies. Some people sleep in tents and some sleep next to campfires."

"There are also many patrol teams stationed at the station."

"You can't see the situation in the village at all."

Hong Linfeng frowned and analyzed: "Captain, based on the investigation results, it seems that there is no conspiracy in this station?"

Li Hao didn't speak, but his brows were wrinkled deeper and deeper, and his expression became much more solemn.

After two minutes, he spoke: "The more this happens, the more I feel guilty."

"It is impossible for the Japanese to send more than 3,000 troops to our base area to die, so there must be a conspiracy."

"After looking for a long time, we couldn't find anything. It means we have never encountered this conspiracy before, and the Japanese are very well hidden."

Hong Linfeng was frightened by the concerns raised by the group leader.

When I looked at the Japanese camp again, it was as if I saw a bloody mouth, and the garrison couldn't get out even if they killed it.

My heart trembled, and I quickly reminded: "Captain, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. Now that you can't figure out the Japanese conspiracy, you will definitely suffer big losses if you attack rashly. For the sake of safety, should we suspend the attack tonight?"

"Can't stop!" Li Hao shook his head and refused.

"There is only one day left from here to Lingqiu. If we don't reveal the enemy's plot tonight, we will have no chance tomorrow."

"Lingqiu is the hinterland of our base. If the puppet troops attack for more than 3,000 days, it will definitely cause a devastating blow."

"I don't want the base area that everyone has worked so hard to restore to be destroyed again."

Now that the regiment leader decided to continue the fight, Hong Linfeng's heart slowly sank, his worries disappeared, and he began to perform his duties as chief of staff.

He frowned and analyzed: "Captain, since we want to fight, we must attack by force."

"The Japanese and puppet troops' garrison is too heavily guarded, and the possibility of a successful sneak attack is almost zero."

Li Hao quickly made a decision: "Old rules, the reconnaissance company, as the first echelon, clears out all the light and dark sentries in front of us."

"The guard company, special agent company, and independent company serve as the second echelon to attack the Japanese and puppet patrols and cover the reconnaissance company's forward assault."

"The first battalion, the second battalion, and the tank company serve as the third echelon to attack the machine gun positions and artillery positions of the Japanese and puppet troops, trying to penetrate their base."

"The third battalion serves as the reserve team, and the cavalry battalion is on guard around the battlefield in company units to eliminate Japanese and puppet troops who may break through."

"It is now ten o'clock in the evening, and we will launch the attack at one o'clock in the morning."

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