The uniforms of the various military regions of the Kuomintang are also of different colors, and the uniforms of the small detachments are earthy gray, which is very similar to the rocky soil peaks and stones, and the soldiers wear various grass colors made of grass and small branches, and if they lie on the grass on the edge of the cliff and do not move, it is difficult for their own people to find out.

Yan Zhi bends the elbow of his right hand, raises his hand to the height of his head, puts his five fingers together, makes a fist, and then stretches out his index finger to the sky, swings back and forth, and makes the gesture of "single column forward formation".

At this time, formal combat and tactical sign language had not yet been developed on the Chinese battlefield or even the world battlefield, but Yan Zhi taught the Brothers Brothers tactical sign language decades later.

Wu Zhonghua saw Yan Zhi's sign language of "single column forward formation", and was the first to walk along the edge of the rock into the valley bottom.

The soldiers silently followed, and after a moment they all disappeared to the bottom of the increasingly foggy valley.

After dawn, the fog at the top of the valley gradually faded, and two watchtowers stood on both sides of the valley top, like the giant pupils of the devil guarding the entrance to the valley.

There were two Japanese soldiers standing in each watchtower, dozing off and smoking cigarettes in every boring way, and every five or six minutes, ten minutes, they would pick up binoculars and symbolically glance at the entrance of the Winged Valley a few times, looking at the entrance every day, the soldiers looked at it with disgust, and they would rather look for the male monkey in the tree in the camera to tease the female monkey.

After three years in the army, the Japanese soldiers looked at the female monkey as if they were fairies. Garrisoned here can not be baptized by war, but there are not only Chinese troops on the battlefield, but also countless flower girls. When they first invaded China, every time they occupied a piece of land, they would plunder the local girls and women back to the barracks and forcibly seek pleasure. In the words of the devils, they can't take away a piece of the land they occupy, only the flower girls on this land can take away the nostalgia they have born because they are far away from their relatives in their homeland.

As soon as the sun showed its head, the fog at the bottom of the valley was still shrouded, and more than 40 Japanese soldiers began cross-country training around the valley as usual.

When the fog cleared from the valley floor, the rocks gradually became hot under the hot sun.

On both sides of the valley were large open fields, and the Japanese military camps, which were not sheltered by any large trees, were completely exposed to the scorching sun.

At half past eleven, the whole Winged Valley was like a big steamer, and the devils after eating lunch were hot like chickens that had just crawled out of the water, all of them were soaked, and they kept cursing loudly that this ghost weather can heat people to death.

The Japanese had strict military discipline, and even in such weather, no one dared to take off their military uniforms and bare arms.

Finally, Tanaka Hirano, the squad leader in the second lieutenant uniform, got up and walked with dozens of Japanese soldiers to the forest 500 meters away, leaving only two cooks and four soldiers in the watchtowers on both sides of the winged valley.

There is a large pond in the woods, the water is clear and shady, the pond is covered with grass, and a few pale yellow butterflies dance on the tips of the grass that emerge from the water.

The rigor of the Japanese is known all over the world, and even though they knew that no Chinese army would risk their lives to move north from the Winged Valley, they would not cut corners in the construction of the watchtower.

The watchtower is to add another layer to the concrete bunker, which helps the sentry to climb high and look into the distance, once the enemy situation is discovered, the four machine guns in the bunker can burst out with powerful firepower, crossing the entrance and exit of the winged valley completely blocked, even if the people who enter the valley can not escape even if they are winged.

Three days ago, Yan Zhi took Wu Zhonghua and Lu Xuguang to touch the Winged Valley at about two o'clock in the morning, and under the cover of night, fog, and weeds, he quietly slipped to the periphery of the Winged Valley, and thoroughly studied the habits of the devils stationed in the Winged Valley, where there was a secret sentry, where there was hidden firepower, how far the devils on the periphery were from here, and how soon they could come to help, all of them were thoroughly touched.

During the day, the Winged Valley is like a big steamer, and the devils who start their meals on time at eleven o'clock will go to the pond in the depths of the forest not far away to soak for an hour or two after dinner, wash off the heat, and then go back to the barracks for a nap.

Yan Zhi is proficient in Japanese, and in the past two days, he has learned from the words of the devils that the task of this group of devils is only to garrison the Winged Valley, and they have been here for almost three years.

The habits that have been developed in the past three years are not something that can be changed overnight.

When dozens of devils with guns walked into the woods, at the bottom of the watchtowers on both sides of the Winged Valley, a few more figures appeared silently.

The two people at the bottom of the lookout tower in Gunan are Wu Zhonghua and Zhao Fugui, and the two people at the bottom of the lookout tower in Gubei are Lu Xuguang and Fang You. When dozens of devils entered the woods through the small holes in the wall, they quietly touched the roof of the building according to the plan in advance.

Cleanly and neatly killing the four devils on the lookout tower was crucial to this raid, so Yan Zhi asked the battle-hardened Wu Zhonghua, Zhao Fugui, Lu Xuguang, and Fang You to take on this important task.

The scorching noon and two o'clock in the morning are the most tired times for the body's biological clock, and they are also the most relaxed times.

A few little devils on the lookout tower had already been dizzy by the heat wave, and they saw Ensign Hirano Jun take the lead into the woods, thinking of the cool pond water, and the whole body was even hotter, so they took off their clothes and pants in three or two clicks, leaving only a piece of crotch cloth, and even threw their guns and binoculars aside, chatting and chatting, and laughing lewdly from time to time. Anyway, the second lieutenant was not here, and the only people who could know that they had taken off their clothes were the two sentries in the watchtower opposite, who were also almost naked.

Suddenly, the eyes of a Japanese sentry on the watchtower in the south of the winged valley widened, and when he turned his face, he saw that the two soldiers on the watchtower opposite each had a blood-red flower blooming around their necks, and behind them there were two more people, two soldiers in the uniform of the Kuomintang. He was so frightened that he turned around and wanted to get his gun, but he saw a pair of struggling and desperate eyes of his companion next to him, and a Type 30 quenched blue half-bladed bayonet was stuck in his companion's neck, and he couldn't even make a sound, only a "cooing" sound of blood, and then, he heard the sound of his fragile throat bone being pierced by a sharp blade, which was the sound of urgency.

At the dinner table in the barracks, many queens and Yu Dingsheng were dragging the bodies of the two Japanese fireheads aside, taking off all the clothes and pants of the dead corpses, changing them, and then hiding the corpses, and searching the camp carefully again, after making sure that it was safe, the two of them each carried two crooked handles to guard the road leading to here outside.

Major Yan gave them the task of taking care of the devil's firehead army, carrying four machine guns, bringing enough ammunition to hide at the strongest firepower point, smoking and resting for a while, and waiting for the reinforced devils to come and die.

Wu Zhonghua on the lookout tower also changed into the military uniform of the devil, stuffed the corpse into a corner, and then held the binoculars decently to observe the surrounding situation.

Major Yan said that as long as the devils on the lookout tower were killed, all that remained was to wait patiently for the devil's reinforcements to come and send them to death.

"That's a hell of a kill!"

Wu Zhonghua smiled a little hideously and said to Zhao Fugui.

In the woods, dozens of Japanese soldiers who had stripped their stripes washed their clothes, put them on branches to dry, and half-lay in the water with their eyes closed, picking their teeth and humming their hometown tunes, completely unaware that death had encircled their names.