The perimeter of the airport is now in chaos, the Americans and the Japanese are in chaos, no one notices Yu Yang, a ghost hiding in the shadows, Yu Yang slowly moved his position, and began to feel towards the inside of the airport, compared to the melee on the periphery, it is easier to fish in troubled waters inside the airport.

The Japanese have appeared in the front, and the attention of the Americans has almost shifted to the position of the Japanese, Yu Yang saw that the three secret sentinels that he had not found before began to move, and immediately stopped, Yu Yang needed to continue to wait, and after all the American sentry officers left, he would enter the airport again.

The wait is the longest, no matter what you are waiting for, there will always be accidents, when Yu Yang was lying on the ground, a large group of American soldiers passed less than three meters in front of him, these Americans were very careful, felt out of the airport, and walked in a hurry, but they did not make any sound along the way.

Yu Yang has been observing the battlefield in the distance, and when the Americans came to the forehead not far from him, they found that these Americans were in a hurry, and they were also observing the battlefield in the distance, and they did not find Yu Yang hiding beside them.

"It's now!" Yu Yang immediately got up from the ground and moved quickly towards the airport, before Yu Yang was only less than fifty meters away from the American airport, and within more than ten seconds of full speed forward, Yu Yang had already entered the airport range, this time Yu Yang did not continue to lie on the ground, but swaggered inside.

met five or six American soldiers, all of them hurried towards the north of the airport fast, the US troops should be assembled in the north, Yu Yang thought about it, did not follow the Americans towards the north of the airport, but went to the east position, where is the command platform, if nothing else, there should be a lot of American soldiers over there, the Americans could not press all the troops.

The airport is very large, Yu Yang walked for more than ten minutes, met more than a dozen waves of Americans, some of these Americans looked at Yu Yang curiously, and left immediately, the Japanese had already hit the door, these American soldiers did not have time to care about Yu Yang, a wounded American soldier (Yu Yang's head has been wrapped in gauze, after entering the airport, the gilly suit was directly discarded by Yu Yang)

Finally, when Yu Yang was about to walk to the front of the control tower, he met two American sentries, and they were stunned for a moment after seeing Yu Yang, and one of them looked at Yu Yang: "Password, heavy rain!" ”

"I'm sorry, I've been at the medical station before, and no one told me the password, so I just asked how to get there?" After hearing the password, Yu Yang stopped, there is still a difference between the Americans and the Japanese, the password of Little Japan is changed every Monday, and the Americans change it every day, no wonder Little Japan can be beaten by the Americans in Guam, it is estimated that their codebook has not been changed for many years.

Yu Yang did not answer the exit order, and the two American soldiers looked at each other, but they did not embarrass Yu Yang, but pointed to a building not far away: "The temporary medical staff is standing there, don't run around, the return order is triumphant!" After finishing speaking, he returned to his sentry post and no longer bothered Yu Yang.

"Japanese planes!" Suddenly there was a sharp siren in the distance, coming from a long distance, but then an air raid siren sounded in the airfield, and one of the two American sentries immediately rushed into the terminal, while the other soldier immediately began to run towards a place not far away.

"Don't stand, come here, there's a bomb shelter here!" The American sentry looked at Yu Yang and was still stunned, waved his hand at Yu Yang, and then walked to a manhole cover in the clearing, pulled hard, revealing a hole, and took the lead in drilling.

The air-raid shelter is not big, but the equipment is very perfect, after Yu Yang climbed down the stairs, he found that this air-raid shelter is like a simple combat command room, radio, telephone, transmitter, generator and other things are readily available, and the first thing the guards who take down is to turn on the simple generator to ensure that there is a power supply in the basement.

"Hey man, where did you get hurt? Can you come and help me? The sentry kept spinning the engine and looked at Yu Yang.

"I've only got a little head injury, but it's been stitched up, what do you want me to do?" Yu Yang walked over as he spoke, putting away his gun.

The guard glanced at Yu Yang's weapon: "What are you doing with a wounded soldier with a weapon, put it aside, come and help me start this generator, this is the equipment of the Japanese, it is difficult to control, you control here, and leave the rest to me!" ”

Yu Yang nodded, but he didn't put his weapon down: "The weapon is my life, I didn't release my weapon when I stitched up the wound, if I put down the weapon, I would have no sense of security!" Yu Yang said as he walked over, and at this time Yu Yang realized that he had a big loophole, that is, why a wounded soldier would be holding a weapon in his hand and scurrying around in the barracks.

But now this American sentry has noticed this, but there is no detailed inquiry, now Yu Yang is wearing a bomber jacket, at a glance can be seen to be from the Air Force, today the hospital received a lot of parachuted American pilots, these sentries even saw two or three American pilots parachute directly into the airport.

"Well, do you carry these weapons with you in a plane? Your armament is really good, at least much better than mine, I don't like these damn Springfield rifles, I want Garand rifles! After the sentry finished speaking, he pulled the generator twice hard, and then he heard a loud noise, and the engine began to spin.

"No, this is what I grabbed after I landed and killed two Japanese, it's not a good weapon, it's almost out of bullets, don't you Marines have Garand rifles?"

The sentry shook his head: "No, the bigwigs in Congress gave all the money to the army to change equipment, and our Marines only have some garbage eliminated by the army, but there are dozens of Garands in Battalion A of Regiment C, which John snatched from the army, when he was in Guam, but there are only these dozen, in addition, they are all Springfield rifles, and some Thomsons, I hate Springfield!" ”