Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 1150

The night is as cold as water!

Tang Dao, who was lying quietly in the darkness, had maintained this posture for half an hour.

Tang Daoxu squinted his eyes and looked at the equally dark Japanese position ahead, listening carefully to the movements in the trenches.

This is the camping ground of a Japanese army's baggage squadron!

It's not that they wanted to camp here, but the road from Jingxing to Niangziguan was cut off. Two more than ten kilograms of explosives blasted out two holes with a diameter of ten meters and a depth of nearly 10 meters on this originally not spacious dirt road. A two-meter pit.

This is a war zone, and it is not safe to march at night. The Japanese army simply followed the current and stopped moving forward. On one side, they sent a signal corps to report to Jingxing County, and on the other side, they simply looked for a suitable place to camp on the spot. They waited until the big hole ahead was filled in tomorrow to send 21 The division transported artillery shells and other supplies.

But the Japanese army was very cautious and did not try to rest in the car. Instead, they spent a lot of effort to build field trenches along the hillside. At least two teams of about 150 people were stationed in the front and rear sections of the trenches.

The Japanese army did not light up enough firelights on the position just because of the approaching darkness. They would only put in a torch every 30 meters, so they could barely see the figures of people within five meters, and they wanted to see their faces clearly. It is an extremely difficult task. At most, the people walking through the trenches can barely see the way clearly without hitting their heads on rocks.

On the contrary, they lit several bonfires more than 40 meters in front of their trenches, illuminating the forty to fifty meters in front of the position very brightly. If anyone wanted to sneak into the trenches from here, it would undoubtedly be impossible.

At the same time, they set up several lanterns high on the mountain road just over 300 meters away from the Japanese camp. Although they were not very bright, they were enough to use a telescope to clearly see the movement of the lanterns going down the mountain road.

Needless to say, there were at least two observers hiding in the darkness watching the mountain road.

Undoubtedly, this kind of defense that hides oneself in darkness and illuminates possible threats from the darkness is very effective. If one wants to enter from a frontal position, there is almost no other possibility except a strong attack.

It can only be said that based on their military quality and level of caution, this Japanese army is by no means comparable to the scum of the second-line divisions like the 21st Division.

This is also true. This Japanese army belongs to the 6th Division, that is, the unlucky kid who killed the lieutenant general division commander at the foot of Songjiang City.

Because of the emergence of Tang Dao, the Sixth Division suffered heavy losses in Songjiang and even lost its division commander. After the Songhu Battle, they lost the trust of the Japanese Army base camp and were transferred back to North China. They had no chance to go to the front line again. They basically served as Responsibility for maintaining security in occupied areas.

In this battle of Jindong, Saburo Okabe mobilized three baggage squadrons belonging to the Sixth Division to participate, which at least gave the unlucky child of the Sixth Division a sense of participation.

In fact, as a permanent division, the Sixth Division has a very strong combat effectiveness, as can be seen from the performance of more than 200 people in this baggage squadron.

However, the 1st Baggage Squadron of the 6th Division's Baggage Regiment, which has a strong combat effectiveness, did not know that their choice to camp in the wild was a mistake in itself.

The two large pits blocking their path were the work of a reconnaissance team from the Reconnaissance Company of the Fourth Regiment. From the moment their convoy left Jingxing County, there were three pairs of eyes in the dense forest staring at them until they reached the distance. On this mountain road of more than 15 kilometers in Jingxing County.

Yes, even if the Japanese army pressed heavily on the border, with more than 30,000 troops firmly suppressing the Chinese side in the mountains more than ten kilometers away, who told them that the battlefield must be on the main positions where both sides have accumulated heavy troops?

At least, here in Si Xing Tuan, it is impossible, absolutely impossible!

The scouts of the Four Lines Regiment, under the guidance and training of Tang Dao, are the special forces with the most advanced tactical concepts in this era!

This middle area, far away from the main position of the 21st Division and Jingxing County, is the cemetery specially selected for them by the scouts.

There were only two people following Tang Dao to the camp where the Japanese troops were camping, one was Ming Xin and the other was named Pang Pang.

Ming Xin is a cold weapon master who is one of the best in the Four Lines Regiment. Even the 4th Battalion was in danger of being destroyed and Tang Dao was not willing to send it out. How could Pang Pang, who had an extremely ordinary name, be able to follow Tang Dao?

This man is a real ruthless character.

His appearance is just like his name, and he looks ordinary. His eyes are so small that he looks like he is asleep when he opens them. He also has a long face and an upturned nose. At first glance, he looks ordinary to the point of being a bit ordinary. Ugly banker.

But if you really judge people by their appearance, you are making a big mistake.

This guy, before joining the Northeastern Army, was a gangster. He was a master of flying willow knives. He could stab your eyes but not your throat from a distance of twenty meters, especially after joining the reconnaissance company of the Si Xing Regiment. Under the guidance, he developed the skill of throwing steel needles. In just a few months, a steel needle in one hand could pierce the skull of a wild wolf within a distance of 20 meters.

If it weren't for stealing from the Kwantung Army, a Japanese officer was found to be in the water and he would have done nothing and killed all the officers, his family and servants. In the end, he was betrayed by a friend on the road because of the Kwantung Army's aggressive pursuit, and his family was killed by the Kwantung Army. They also killed everyone. I am afraid this person will not join the 67th Army in anger and swear to kill the Japanese. He is still wandering around the world doing business of robbing families and homes.

In terms of close combat with cold weapons alone, this guy can be ranked among the top five in the entire reconnaissance company.

The mission of this night attack on the Japanese army's baggage train was far from as simple as killing more than 200 Japanese soldiers. Even with Tang Dao's skill and courage, there must be no accidents, so the individual combat skill points were almost fully loaded with Tang Dao. The two strongest cold weapon masters in the reconnaissance company.

And 50 meters away behind Tang Dao, a combat team was formed by 6 scouts. Niu Er went to Qingshiyan, and Shen Laoliu was seriously injured. They could only form a sniper team with two scouts whose marksmanship was second only to them. point, once the situation changes, they will be responsible for sniping and killing any Japanese soldiers who dare to emerge from the shallow trenches.

Heizi carried an MG34 machine gun and an assistant shooter. A total of 10 200-round ammunition belts were wrapped around the two men. The three spare barrels could completely empty the 2,000 rounds of ammunition in 3 minutes!

With precise bursts of fire and this kind of ferocious fire support, even if the attack mission failed, the alarmed Japanese army could only move forward in a field trench no more than one meter deep if they wanted to counterattack on the move.

The weapons carried by the other two scouts were even more exaggerated. They brought two rifle grenades and 20 specially modified grenades. Although the grenades filled with small steel **** had less charge than the standard version, their killing range was increased by nearly 100%. Double the number, which basically meets the conditions for destroying Japanese grenadiers and infantry.

The killing radius of up to six meters is almost similar to that of a mortar shell. A trench less than one person deep can hardly defend against such a terrifying weapon fired from a high position into the trench.

This is the back-up left by Tang Dao, a back-up to prevent oneself from getting out after a failed sneak attack. Nothing in the world has a 100% success rate. Tang Dao never overestimates himself and only thinks of the best result in everything he does without considering the worst result.

Any small accident might turn his dark night attack into a forceful attack. On the mountain road 400 meters away from the mountain, two infantry platoons with a total of 160 people were hidden. Once they heard the gunfire, they They would quickly enter the attack position and participate in the storming of the Japanese baggage squadron.

In this wilderness, even if it were a forceful attack, the Japanese troops on the other two sides, which were more than ten miles away, would not hear the sound of gunfire coming from here.

Tang Dao is lying here, not waiting for the night to get darker, but relying on his hearing that is beyond ordinary people to eavesdrop on some useful information from the conversation of the Japanese soldiers a hundred meters away, or to find a breakthrough!

But obviously, Tang Tuanzuo was disappointed. There was silence in the Japanese trenches!

If possible, Tang Tuanzuo would really like to shout to these guys: "Go to sleep, wake up and have fun!"

Finally, a Japanese soldier couldn't help but get homesick on this night when the night was getting colder, and pointed out the target to Tang Tuanzuo.

Koichi Kobayashi, a private member of the Sixth Division, was one of several Japanese soldiers who sang privately to relieve his homesickness.

It has been almost two years since he came to China. Whenever he sings the famous song "Sakura", the figure of the beautiful girl waving to him under the cherry blossom tree and calling "Brother Xiaolin" will appear in his eyes.

As a guard post, the soldiers closest to him were 30 meters away. This time, the lonely and fulfilling night truly belonged to him and the beautiful and gentle girl.

The soulful singing voice was not loud enough for his colleagues to hear, but it attracted the attention of Tang Tuanzuo, who had excellent hearing.

Then, let's start with this little devil who is having fun!

There is a bright moon, but the night in early autumn in the Taihang Mountains is by no means the kind of night where the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the moonlight shines like water and almost every detail on the ground is visible.

The moon would hide behind the clouds from time to time, and the mountains would suddenly become dark. Only the dim light of the torches on the battlefield, which had been blown askew by the mountain wind, could give people a little light.

However, if there was not such an environment, even Tang Dao would never be able to sneak into a trench guarded by at least 80 people without making a sound.

At the moment when the moon hid in the clouds, Tang Dao took the lead, his body stronger than ordinary people like a giant snake. They knew clearly that he was crawling with his hands and feet, but in the eyes of Mingxin and Pangda from behind, they were wearing a The commander in Japanese military uniform seemed to be twisting forward on the gravel ground. The two people, who were no more than five meters apart, looked at each other with shock.

They all knew how awesome Tang Tuanzuo was, but they didn't expect that Tang Tuanzuo was even more awesome than they thought.

The tactical action of crawling is considered the most basic action in infantry tactics. A veteran with strong ability can crawl hundreds of meters in one breath and pass through barbed wire and other obstacles. Only veterans know the difficulties of crawling forward.

　　Why do you involuntarily raise your posture when you are a recruit? Because that is the least labor-intensive, and they have not experienced the horror of bullets whizzing past their heads. To lower your body to only thirty centimeters or less from the ground and still want to gain faster speed, you must have strong upper body strength.

On a battlefield under heavy artillery fire, lying lower can allow you to dodge more than 90% of the bullets, while climbing faster can allow you to break into the enemy's defense line in a shorter time and dodge the terrifying artillery shells. and grenades.

Different from ordinary infantry, the crawling of the officers and soldiers of the reconnaissance company does not mainly rely on the strength of their upper limbs, but the strength of their limbs. Just like Tang Dao, although the chest and abdomen seem to be touching the ground, they are actually empty. Only four limbs are on the ground. While exerting force, the core muscles are exerted, and the whole body looks like a snake twisting forward, but the speed is faster.

The two men trained in the reconnaissance company were all proficient in the stealth entry technique demonstrated by Tang Dao. However, seeing Tang Tuanzuo advance no less than three or four meters and even reaching five or six meters in just one second, they could only Admire!

They know very well what is most needed to crawl forward at a high speed that is comparable to the running speed of ordinary people.

It's power!

Only limbs and core muscle strength as powerful as a bison can drive a body weighing one hundred and fifty kilograms forward at such a speed.

Of course, admiration is admiration, but these two are by no means mediocre. Although their speed is slightly slower than Tang Dao, after a few seconds, they followed Tang Dao and quietly disappeared into the trench shrouded in darkness.

In the faint light of the torch, Tang Dao made two gentle gestures to the two of them. The two understood each other and squatted down close to the trench, one behind the other, one on the left and the other on the right. They both held a short-handled military thorn in their hands. Most of the attention remains on the left side of the trench.

Tang Dao was telling them that they should not rush to kill people, he would first capture them alive and find the first target, and the two of them would guard his rear.

　　Except for the three-edged spurs most commonly used by scouts, both of them had a loaded Black Star pistol inserted into the belt under their Japanese military uniforms.

Because it was trench warfare, the two men who entered the trench were slightly larger than before. Covered by Japanese military uniforms, they also carried a temporary MP28II on their backs, and both had straight magazines loaded with 32 rounds, plus 5 grenades each. . This thing can be hung on the body, but the Japanese army hung it like this.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the baggage team knew each other, the two scouts who even brought a rifle to the 38th Guards would definitely look like standard little devils on this night with extremely poor visibility.

Once the sneak attack turns into trench warfare, two new submachine guns with a length of only 80 centimeters but a rate of fire of 600 rounds per minute can beat a bunch of 38-year-olds into doubt in such a narrow trench.

Of course, it doesn't mean that if you have a submachine gun, you can kill nearly a hundred Japanese soldiers. You can't win with a rifle, but you can throw grenades, right? A wave of grenades was thrown from a distance, and it was useless no matter how good the three people were with their guns.

It's better to kill people quietly.

In order to protect their relatively large convoy, the Japanese army dug very long trenches, up to 300 meters, and even dug two trenches dozens of meters apart, connected by a traffic trench in the middle.

Of course, this kind of trench has strong protective capabilities, but with 80 people stationed in it, on average there is only one soldier five to six meters away. Moreover, the Japanese army will never sit in rows like this. After all, it is not a game of dividing fruit and fruit. Most of the Japanese army Small teams occupy a section of the trench to rest, and then each leave a few guard posts!

After nearly half an hour of observation and waiting, Tang Dao had already made a clear enough observation and judgment about the trench in front of him. So far, there were only five people active, one person was humming alone, three people were smoking, and one person was smoking. Captain Cao, who should be the foreman, walked back and forth in the trenches for inspection. In addition to the fact that he was not discovered by himself, it is expected that there will be no more than seven people on duty on the right side of the Japanese heavy troop convoy's defense line.

Tang Dao nodded to the two special forces who were already on alert, and he bent down and prepared to pounce on the Japanese invader ten meters away who was still immersed in his own singing.

Suddenly, a low roar came from another trench 20 meters below: "Xiao Lin, please stop singing. It will be bad luck if the squadron leader's patrol hears it. The squadron leader has already strictly ordered not to make any sound."

“Thank you, Commander Takamaru, for reminding me. Xiaolin knows.” The Japanese soldier ten meters away replied with some gratitude and some sadness.

“Yeah!” Japanese Army Commander Cao responded in a rather dignified voice.

As the footsteps of the Japanese sergeant gradually faded away until they were a hundred meters away, Tang Dao, who had been motionless against the trench, his eyes flickered slightly, and he had a new plan.

Although the Japanese Army Commander Cao, who had never been seen before, only said two sentences, he gave Tang Dao a lot of information.

Looks like you can use it.

Under the slightly stagnant gazes of the two scouts, Tang Dao no longer hid his figure. Instead, he stood up calmly and deliberately stepped up his steps.

This naturally attracted the attention of the Japanese soldier named Kobayashi Kobayashi. With a soft roar: "Who?", in the extremely dim light of the fire, a bayonet stretched out from the fighting position and pointed it at the man who was slowly walking over. Tang Dao.

“Password!” Tang Dao did not answer, but asked in a low voice in pure Kyoto dialect.

The Japanese soldier was stunned for a moment and subconsciously replied: "Sakura"

"Baga! The patrol command issued by Your Majesty the Captain is cherry blossoms, but he does not ask you to sing cherry blossoms." Tang Dao had already walked to the side of the Japanese soldier who stood up and took the initiative to put away his gun. The shadow of the helmet in the faint firelight made Tang Dao His face was tightly covered.

　　Not to mention the Japanese superior soldier who was so frightened by the sound that his **** twitched and lowered his head. Even if he looked carefully, he might not be able to clearly see Tang Dao's features.

Even though Tang Dao's figure is a little burlier, Tang Dao cleverly used the terrain of the trench to expose most of his body. Such a rough outline is considered normal for the Japanese army.

Although 90% of Japanese soldiers have short legs, it is not ruled out that there may be an occasional genetic mutation. The height of 1.8 meters does not mean that they are impossible giants.

"Hey! Xiao Lin realized his mistake. Please forgive Xiao Lin once." The Japanese army's upper class soldier should be an honest boy. When he was frightened by Tang Dao, a fake patrolman, he couldn't help but bow his head and admit his mistake.

“Go to the team headquarters to receive the punishment yourself!” Tang Dao said coldly.

"Takamaru-kun, I" The Japanese soldier, who lowered his head, was immediately frightened and lowered his voice to beg for mercy.

Although he did not know who the patrol leader tonight was, but based on his body shape and accent, the Japanese superior soldier had basically identified him as Captain Takamaru Kaisan of the third team. He was tall and tall, and had once fought alone in a hand-to-hand battle. He blocked three Chinese soldiers alone and killed them all. Because of his injuries, he had to be transferred from the front-line troops to serve as commander of the heavy supply squadron.

Hmm, Takamaru-kun? When Tang Tuanzuo heard this title, he felt bad all over. Especially the Japanese dog Jiji's name really makes people feel very melancholy.

"This is a military order, I don't want to repeat it again." Tang Dao also raised his voice actively.

Of course, that sounded to the ears of a senior Japanese soldier, but in fact, it was only a slight improvement.

“Hi!” The Japanese superior soldier nodded dejectedly, walked out of his fighting position depressedly, and walked towards the left side of the trench with heavy steps, carrying his gun.

He didn't even dare to take a closer look at Tang Dao's military rank, otherwise he would definitely have discovered this bold fake, a private who was pretending to be Captain Cao.

Mingxin and Pangda also stood up at this moment and actively acted as subordinates of "Takamaru" Cao Chang.

They now understood what Tang Tuanzuo was thinking. He wanted to use this Japanese soldier who was already a six-god leader to lead the way and find the team headquarters of this baggage team.

Because, there must be the information they want most tonight! It is also the key to the success of tonight's final action!

Chapter end

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