Ma Dacheng's reconnaissance team was the first to discover the 55th Mountain Artillery Wing, and after receiving the latest order from the division headquarters, Ma Dacheng's reconnaissance team moved to the rear line of the 55th Division. Combined with the other two reconnaissance teams, Ma Dacheng and his gang searched the rear defense line of the 55th Division very carefully, and according to the approximate range deduced by the staff officers of the division headquarters according to the scale of the artillery fire of the 55th Division, Ma Dacheng and his gang searched for two days, and finally found the station of the 55th Mountain Artillery Wing in a mountain col.

Finding the enemy's traces does not mean that you can successfully take down the other party, the other party is a mountain artillery team, and Ma Dacheng and they only have three reconnaissance teams, but there are only more than 160 people. But this has already discovered the artillery wing of the Japanese army, and they want Ma Dacheng to look at it but can't keep their mouths, which is really a kind of torture for Ma Dacheng. After careful deliberation, Ma Dacheng and his gang finally decided to wait until it was dark, if no other reconnaissance troops arrived after dark, then this piece of meat could only be eaten by their 160 people.

The artillery wing of the 55th Division is undoubtedly a delicious piece of fat meat for Ma Dacheng and them, but before they start, Ma Dacheng and they still need to conduct careful reconnaissance, in case the meat is not eaten but is bone-in-one, it will not be good. "It seems that we have made too much trouble these days, and the little devils of the dog day have obviously strengthened their vigilance, and it is still important to say whether this piece of meat can be eaten." The information gathered by the scouts was not very good, and Ma Dacheng's face was a little more sad.

"Lao Ma, I said that you kid is hypocritical, you forgot what the instructors in the training camp said, we can be regarded as the strongest guerrillas in the world today, I don't believe that our more than 100 people can't smash this turtle shell." The sorrow on Ma Dacheng's face was seen in the eyes of others, and immediately became the object of everyone's jokes, and after some laughter, the sadness in Ma Dacheng's heart also dissipated a lot.

As night wore on, just after 1 a.m., a light rain suddenly fell in the night sky, which was a great opportunity for the scouts who were ready to fight. The scouts in camouflage slowly moved forward, and the first few scouts had already infiltrated the Japanese outposts, and the Japanese sentries whose judgment was affected by the rain did not realize the danger coming. The blade flashed through the rainy night, and the Japanese sentry, whose throat had been slit by a short knife, struggled in vain before being dragged into the grass by the scout.

A fleeting flashlight drew a circle in the rainy night, and the scouts walked briskly forward, pausing outside the Japanese outpost. According to the action steps that had been discussed in advance, with Ma Dacheng's continuous sign language, the scouts assembled outside the Japanese outpost dispersed in four directions. Ma Dacheng personally led a group of people to continue to move forward, while the other three teams of scouts were responsible for clearing the other Japanese sentries and controlling the machine-gun fire points on the perimeter of the artillery position.

The sound of the rain provided the best cover for Ma Dacheng and them, and when almost most of the Japanese soldiers were asleep, Ma Dacheng and them had already moved forward continuously, and soon came into contact with the patrol of the Japanese artillery position. With the sound of military shoes trampling on the muddy water, a Japanese patrol of 15 people appeared only a dozen meters away from Ma Dacheng and them, and the scouts could only lie down and hide themselves in the muddy water as much as possible to avoid exposing themselves to being discovered by the Japanese patrol.

It may be because the Japanese army did not expect that there would be an enemy attack on the camp in this ghost weather, so the vigilance of this patrol is obviously not very high. Luckily avoiding the Japanese patrol that passed sideways, Ma Dacheng secretly called luck in his heart, and after the patrol disappeared, Ma Dacheng, who was covered in mud and water, immediately got up and continued to move forward. Beyond the fixed patrol range of the Japanese patrol, Ma Dacheng and his eyes were full of tents, and like the 1st Independent Division, the 55th Mountain Artillery Wing in the col was also staying in tents.

Using a short knife to cut open a tent in an inconspicuous place, taking advantage of the patrol of the Japanese patrol, Ma Dacheng and his gang all got into the tent to take shelter temporarily. A few minutes later, Ma Dacheng and others, who had already changed their Japanese uniforms, walked out of the tent and began to search for Japanese artillery positions and ammunition in the direction of the Japanese patrol.

Breaking into the camp late at night sounds like a very exciting thing, but when it comes to actual operation, it is full of dangers, and the slightest carelessness will lead to a losing game. Half an hour later, Ma Dacheng, who had gone through hardships, finally found the Japanese army's gun position and ammunition storage point, but unfortunately the Japanese army had already guarded this place like an iron bucket, looking at the Japanese mobile posts that roamed from time to time but had no rules at all, and the mood of Ma Dacheng and others instantly fell from great joy to great sorrow.

Thinking about the current situation, if Ma Dacheng and they had to destroy this Japanese artillery position, there was really no other way than to fight hard. But the forces of the two sides were really unequal, and even Ma Dacheng himself was not sure that he could destroy those cannons with explosives before all the scouts were killed and wounded. Time passed little by little, Ma Dacheng and the others continued to stay on the periphery of the artillery position in the rain, looking at the energetic Japanese sentries in the distance, Ma Dacheng was so anxious that he could only scold his mother in his heart.

Opportunity will always leave a prepared person, this is a phrase often said by instructors in the training camp, at 3 o'clock in the morning, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the Japanese mobile posts that are closely monitored by Ma Dacheng and them have finally changed. "Damn, the opportunity has finally come." Secretly moving his sore body, enduring the discomfort caused by being soaked in muddy water, Ma Dacheng, who was lying in the muddy water, was happy, and the Japanese sentries in the distance suddenly became much less.

Like everyone else, even the highly trained Japanese soldiers would not be happy to continue to face a silent rainy night in the pouring rain. According to the weather here in northern Burma, the sky will be bright in about an hour, and the Japanese sentries who have been on guard all night do not believe that at this time in such weather there will be people running to touch the camp. As the rain became stronger, there were many fewer mobile posts of the Japanese army, and after more than an hour of immersion in the muddy water, the scouts who were cold finally waited for their chance.

The scouts at the front of the position followed Ma Dacheng's instructions, screwed the silencer on their pistols, and then slowly touched the drainage ditch around the artillery position. "Poof" and "poof" a few soft sounds, several Japanese sentries more than ten meters away were shot one after another and fell, Ma Dacheng and they rushed up, before the other Japanese sentries could really reflect, they finally rushed into the Japanese artillery position.

The sound of gunfire and shouting to kill appeared almost at the same time, and he threw the grenade in his hand vigorously, and Ma Dacheng, who took the lead, was the first to pounce into the machine gun nest, and shot several shots in a row to kill the Japanese soldiers who were smoking in the machine gun nest. Several machine gun nests around the artillery positions were successively taken down by the scouts, and the light machine guns that constantly spit barrage became a roadblock, causing the Japanese soldiers who had to raise their guns to fight back into a bitter battle.

"Quick, blow up those cannons with explosives." Ma Dacheng shouted at the scouts on his side while changing the magazine of the light machine gun. With a muffled sound of "boom", one of the Japanese mountain guns was blown off the barrel by the scouts with explosives, and the twisted barrel hung low, and it had been blown up like this, and these mountain guns obviously could no longer be used. The barrage of locusts shuttled back and forth, and the scouts, who had blown the barrel of the last mountain cannon into twisted pieces, covered each other and retreated, but they did not forget to leave a large number of mines behind before retreating.

The sound of gunfire from the gun emplacements woke up the officers and men of the 55th Mountain Artillery Wing, and a large number of Japanese soldiers came out of the tents, and scouts wearing Japanese rolls also took the opportunity to mingle in the middle and threw bombs into the ammunition pile covered under the tarpaulin. The time bombs used by the scouts are the simplest of them, and the longest time bomb used in connection with the alarm clock is only 5 minutes, which is enough time for the scouts to escape in disguise as Japanese soldiers.

After paying more than a dozen casualties, Ma Dacheng and they retreated, and before a large number of Japanese troops arrived, Ma Dacheng and them, with the corpses of their companions, finally retreated into the forest, and joined together with the companions who responded. "Let's go, let's go." Unable to care about anything else, Ma Dacheng, who had rushed into the woods, ran quickly, while the scouts who were waiting to meet them in the woods used assault rifles and grenades to form an interception line at the edge of the woodland.

Relying on superb marksmanship and strong firepower, the pursuing Japanese troops were temporarily blocked at the edge of the woodland, and when a large number of Japanese troops arrived, the scouts in the forest had already fled and disappeared. "Boom" "Boom" Just as the Japanese were discussing whether they should chase into the woods, the ammunition they had piled up under the protective rain cloth exploded, and the five minutes passed in a flash, and the time bombs left by the scouts roared one after another.

Successfully attacked the 55th Artillery Wing and destroyed all the artillery and ammunition, but Ma Dacheng, who had already escaped into the mountains and forests, could not laugh at all, more than 160 scouts participated in the operation, but less than 130 people left the Japanese camp alive. A full 30 people were killed, which made Ma Dacheng and them sad, but fortunately, Ma Dacheng brought back the bodies of all the dead scouts when they retreated, otherwise Ma Dacheng, who formulated the entire plan of action, would have felt guilty for the rest of his life.