The rain curtain was hazy, obscuring the view and the reconnaissance of the Japanese sentries.

Under the pouring rain, the sky has just brightened, the mud on the bank of the Qin River is muddy, in such a bad environment, the Japanese sentries are also people, wearing raincoats neatly, but they are affected by this noisy environment, even if the raincoat can be separated from the rain, it is still moist and fit the skin, and the mood is naturally irritable, no sentry wants to encounter such ghost weather.

If it weren't for the fact that his position did not allow it, the Japanese sentry on the high slope in the northwest might have given up the sentry, and then yelled at the commander who had let him come to the sentry: In such ghost weather, the beasts are reluctant to go out, how can the enemy sneak attack? Sentry is simply superfluous.

There are quite a few traitor dogs, but unfortunately, the Japanese army can't trust them, and the Japanese soldiers still have to come in person for such an important matter as a sentry.

The Japanese sentry, who was a little numb from the torrential rain, kept his face facing the torrential river, and he never imagined that under such a harsh environment, the enemy would actually touch down from the upper reaches of the Qin River.

The nearest concealable dirt slope was more than 300 steps away from the Japanese sentry.

The task of killing the sentinels was originally intended to be handed over to Zhou Daniu.

But Han Feng took the task with a smile, "I haven't done anything like this for a long time, Duan Peng, Da Niu, let me do it this time!" ”

"Commander, I'll go with you."

Han Feng smiled: "Duan Peng, are you still afraid that I won't be able to complete the task?" Two people, the goal is big, and it is easier to be exposed, you don't understand this truth? ”

Han Feng said, not allowing his beak, seeing that the Japanese sentry in the distance was still facing the river, he quickly climbed over the dirt slope and touched it out silently.

Duan Peng hurriedly ordered in a low voice: "Everyone aim their guns at the Japanese sentry, and if there is any accident, they will not hesitate to expose it and shoot the enemy as soon as possible." ”

"Yes."

Everyone responded, and everyone could see that Duan Peng was very worried about Han Feng's personal action, he was too worried about Han Feng's safety.

But who Han Feng is and what he experienced before he became the head of the regiment, these are all things that Duan Peng has heard of, but he can't empathize with.

Zhou Daniu said: "Captain, you don't have to worry too much, we all know the skills of the third brother, and it is impossible for something to happen." ”

Bao Taiping was also laughing, "Yes, captain, if you don't like to hear something, even if you do it yourself, you will never be better than the regiment leader." ”

Duan Peng was stunned for a moment, and through the rain curtain, he saw that the faces of the group of comrades-in-arms beside him were full of trust in the regiment commander Han Feng.

This is a kind of trust that he has been looking forward to for a long time, but unfortunately it is rarely seen in these comrades-in-arms, that is, the first run-in period between him and the commando, the moment the central turret was taken, the trust that emerged on everyone's faces was far less than one-tenth of that at this moment.

Putting aside these distracting thoughts, Duan Peng continued to focus on Han Feng, who had already touched a small half distance.

The Japanese sentry still didn't notice this, at this moment, time is everything, Han Feng bent down as much as possible, and moved forward quickly with light steps.

No one knew when the Japanese sentry would suddenly turn his face around, and Han Feng had to take advantage of the perfect opportunity to block the view of the Japanese sentry with a raincoat.

Otherwise, once the Japanese sentry turned to the side slightly, under this empty and flat terrain, no matter how powerful Han Feng was, he would be seen by the Japanese sentry at the first time, and then exposed.

Han Feng was gambling at this moment, betting that the Japanese sentry would not turn his head.

One hundred steps......

Eighty steps......

Sixty steps......

Fifty steps......

The two sides were getting closer and closer, and Duan Peng, who was observing behind the dirt slope in the distance, had his heart in his throat.

…… Thirty steps...... Han Feng continued to touch.

The high slope in the northwest corner, where the Japanese sentries stood, is the empty vantage point here.

This dirt slope must be three or four zhang high relative to the river surface, and of course Han Feng can also pass through the dirt slope and go around to the back of the Japanese sentry, and then continue to feel it.

However, in that case, it will be too time-consuming, and there will be too many uncertainties, and no one knows whether there will be enemy sentinels on the other side of the slope.

…… Twenty Steps...... Han Feng took a slight sideways step, taking advantage of the rapid charge, his toes quickly touched the ground, but when he was really close to the ground, there would be a short moment of sluggishness, so that his toes touched, and he walked quickly on the ground, still without making any movement.

Ten steps, Han Feng had already rushed up the dirt slope with an inclination of nearly 45 degrees with the force of the upward rush, and his figure flickered, leaving only three or four steps away from the Japanese sentry.

The Japanese sentry seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned his head, and the rain trickled down the forehead of the sentry's raincoat, revealing a somewhat dark yellow face.

Before he could react, the cold light cut through the rain curtain, and the bayonet that Han Feng threw at great speed slammed into his chest.

The black shadow followed and knocked down the Japanese sentry, and the sound was still not loud, especially under the noisy rain curtain, which was soon drowned out by the mechanical sound of raindrops, as if nothing had happened, except for the Japanese sentry who quietly disappeared on the top of the dirt slope.

After a while, Han Feng changed into the raincoat of the Japanese sentry, carried a rifle a little woodenly, and stood in the position where the Japanese sentry had originally been stationed.

Duan Peng finally put his mind at ease, he vaguely saw Han Feng's gesture from the rain curtain, and translated: "East, one sentry, south facing the river, three sentries, north, one sentry, west, one sentry." ”

The Qin River runs east-west in this basin, and Han Feng and his people came around from the northwest corner.

According to the news transmitted by Han Feng, there are not many sentries stationed in all directions of this camp by the Japanese army.

That's right, first, the Japanese army's sweep has not officially begun, and the little devil would never have imagined that the new third regiment would abandon the Yuenan base and suddenly cross the Qin River eastward, second, the torrential rain is pouring at the moment, and the vigilance force will naturally decline, and third, the devil probably didn't expect that there would be such an existence as a commando in the Eighth Route Army, and the strength of a squad would dare to touch this barracks.

After Han Feng waved his hand, Duan Peng and the others quickly approached, and then started from the northwest point and scattered left and right.

This is the task that Han Feng had already explained to everyone when the group set off, first kill all the sentries in the Japanese camp and make the devil blind.

And just when Han Feng and his entourage were acting separately, the follow-up team of more than 300 people also successfully crossed the river using a bamboo raft.

Xu Zilin and Wei Dayong led the rest of the team to lurk in the north and south Kongtan, quietly waiting for the sky to completely brighten.

After a team of more than 300 people gathered on the dirt slope in the northwest corner, Han Feng threw away his raincoat and issued combat arrangements to the soldiers in the rain curtain.

The deployment is very simple, Han Feng opened his mouth and said with a smile: "This is called feng shui in turns, this year to my house, the little devil has always been the artillery after the infantry rush, the infantry after the artillery bombardment, the entire battlefield of invasion of China, countless battles, almost all of them are such rigid modules, but we are killed."

But today is different, you look at the terrain here, there are dirt slopes all around, the little devils have a good idea, borrowing this dirt slope as a cover, they will not suffer a straight line attack at the first time, but what they don't think is that such a defensive deployment is very flawed, once the sentry is killed, then just like now, the Japanese army in the entire camp will be caught in our urn.

After a while, I was divided into three teams, listened to my gunshots, and launched a charge from the north, east, and west at the same time, the devil's camp is not large, that is, the range of these tens of meters, before the charge, by the soil slope heights, within a minute, throw all the grenades we brought to me, and this time we will also have an artillery to bombard the infantry charge.

Otherwise, the rain will be too heavy, and once our grenades are taken out of the felt, the gunpowder will be soaked in a few moments, and we won't be able to use it if we want to.

Alright, let's go! ”

"Yes."

The three commanding company commanders selected by Han Feng divided the team into three roads and quickly disappeared into the rain curtain......