Chapter 130: Night Attack (1)

"Damn, these guys are good enough" Zhao Zhi looked at the mouth of the valley with a telescope, where smoke was faintly visible, it must be someone or a sentry post arranged by the Japanese army. "Why don't I take someone to touch it and take a look?" The machete lying on the side was holding a blade of grass in his mouth, and his face was relaxed, as if he was just going to walk around casually on weekdays. "Shut up, you, just bear it, stay honest with Lao Tzu, I can't show you" Zhao Zhi smashed it with a roll of his eyes, and the machete shrank his neck and stopped talking.

Can't force it, take a look again, Zhao Zhi turned to the side with a goat and a machete, trying to take a closer look at what was going on with that smoke. After going out for a long time, Zhao Zhi and the others began to slowly touch the valley, and with the help of thatch, trees and shrubs, Zhao Zhi and the others finally touched a place only 100 meters away from the place where the smoke was emitting.

"Damn, this is a little devil, there are three" The goat looked excited and handed the telescope to Zhao Zhi. The three Japanese soldiers seemed to be roasting something, and there were a few bayonets on the fire, and a few black things were pierced on the bayonets, and they were roasting on the fire. From time to time, one of the Japanese soldiers flipped the bayonet with his hand to see if the things were baked, and the other two Japanese soldiers were sitting crookedly and chatting.

"Wait first" Zhao Zhi grabbed the machete he wanted to touch, shook his head and signaled to wait. You can't rush up, in case the Japanese army has more than these sentinels, the machete will put itself in danger, so let's find out the situation first. As expected, the Japanese soldier by the fire was obviously roasted and eaten, but he waved his arms and shouted something in his mouth, and several Japanese soldiers came out of the grass not far behind him.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhi tilted his head and looked at the machete, which meant that Lao Tzu had saved your life again. The machete, which was uncomfortable to see by Zhao Zhi's little white eyes, simply closed his eyes and --- Lao Tzu pretended to be asleep. After greatly appreciating the embarrassment of the machete, Zhao Zhi was very satisfied, and turned his head to continue to observe the movements of the Japanese army. There were a total of 11 Japanese soldiers, and there were 8 of them hidden in the grass just now. The cave that the Japanese prisoners said had never been found, and Zhao Zhi estimated that it should be in the valley.

A few people lay on their stomachs in the grass and observed for a long time, counting the 11 Japanese soldiers, Zhao Zhi waved his hand, and according to the original way, Zhao Zhi and they retreated to the hidden woods of the advance camp. Finally found the hidden Japanese army, there is no reason to let them go, if it weren't for these annoying guys, Zhao Zhi and they wouldn't have to drill around in the jungle. "Wait, wait until it's dark" Zhao Zhi dropped the sentence and turned around to find a place to sleep. Seeing that Zhao Zhi was like this, the others also scattered to find a place to sleep, so that they could recuperate enough and clean up the Japanese army at night.

When it got dark, Zhao Zhi and everyone ate something with the cold water in the kettle, and took the advance battalion behind a bush more than 100 meters away from the Japanese army according to the route they had traveled during the day. "Let's get rid of those sentries first" Zhao Zhi gestured with a tree branch on the ground, and it didn't take too many people to go up, just goats and machetes with a team of scouts. It's just 11 Japanese soldiers, and there are too many people, but the movement is too big.

The goat and the machete were at the front, and under the cover of the night, like ghosts, the two silently touched the grass where the Japanese sentries were hiding. The goat's plan was to take out the Japanese army's secret post first, and then hit the open post, which had few people and could be left to deal with later. The scouts stalked nervously behind the goats and machetes, fearing that they would make a noise and wake up the Japanese soldiers.

As they walked, the goats and machetes in front of them crouched down as if they were suddenly half a cut shorter, and the scouts behind them also squatted down, staring nervously at the two of them. The grass was ringing, and it was a Japanese sentry who came out to pee, and the Japanese soldier urinated very freely, as if he did not expect that someone was already lurking on his side. Just as the Japanese soldier sensed that something was wrong, the goat had already pounced on his side, and before the Japanese soldier could shout, the goat had already smashed his knife on his temple. The Japanese sentry didn't snort, and the whole person fell to the ground, and the machete on the side immediately reached out to catch the fallen Japanese soldier and gently put it aside. The goat's blow was enough to kill the Japanese sentry, so there was no need to worry about him shouting.

The goats were half-crouching and gesticulating, and the scouts whispered close to him, surrounding the entire bush that they had seen during the day. In order not to make a noise, the goat and the machete were attached to the ground and crawled slowly, bypassing a nest of bushes to see the sentry. The goats climbed very slowly, until they went around the bushes and could see the other two Japanese sentry posts, but the Japanese did not find them.

The remaining two Japanese sentinels were all dozing off by sitting together, and their heads were lit up for a while. The two sentinels were sitting in a position where they could see the entire valley mouth, and when they were about to change their plans, the goats gestured to the machetes to kill the two sentinels first. Removing the steel crossbow from the back of the machete, the goat is now holding the crossbow in both hands, this method of shooting he has not tried, but now it is too late. One of the sentries had already stood up, and the other scouts were still a few meters away from the goats, and it was definitely too late to make a change.

Nodding at the machete, the goat suddenly fought and pulled the crossbow machine, and with two soft swishs, the steel crossbow bolt shot like lightning. The "poof" and "poof" crossbow arrows all hit the target, but one of them missed and did not hit the vital point of the sentry. The Japanese sentry who had been shot in the shoulder blade had just opened his mouth to scream, when a black shadow ran through the grass next to the bushes, and the brush was a knife, which cut the neck of the Japanese sentry. With a thud, a stream of blood erupted from the knife on the neck of the Japanese sentry.

The machete that drew back the long knife reached out to pick up the fallen body of the Japanese sentry, but his hands were all bloody and greasy, and he didn't even catch the body of the Japanese sentry. The reacting goat threw away the steel crossbow in his hand, drew his katana with his backhand and swung it repeatedly, allowing the scouts to rush directly. The sound of the corpse falling to the ground had been heard by the sentry hiding behind the bushes, and a sleepy-eyed fellow came out with a rifle in his hand, still muttering something in his mouth.

The machete that had just reacted to "poof" pounced, and one turned around behind him, holding the guy's mouth with one hand and slitting his neck with a katana with the other. There was a loud bang outside the bushes, and the scouts rushed up in a swarm and poured into the back of the bushes. First, he shot a steel crossbow with a steel crossbow, and then stabbed a humanoid object with a long knife or dagger. The smell of blood slowly dissipated, so thick that people wanted to vomit, and the scouts' faces and bodies were splashed with blood, and some of them looked like they had taken a bath with blood.

Almost two against one, the Japanese sentry behind the bushes was dozing off, and the scouts cut their necks and stabbed their bodies, and there was no one to breathe again. The flashlight covered with red cloth shook a few times, and there was a movement in the grass, which was the brigade led by Zhao Zhi coming up. "How? Are the brethren all right? Seeing the bloody appearance of the scouts, Zhao Zhi chuckled in his heart, for fear that his own people would be killed or injured.

"Brothers, it's okay," the goat smiled innocently, and said no more, just glared at the machete, blaming him for being stunned just now. A few of the scouts had already set out, and they slowly felt their way inside through the grass at the mouth of the valley. After a lot of effort, a scout retreated, "Sir, we walked dozens of meters inside, and we haven't found any Japanese soldiers, but there is a hole in the halfway up the mountain on the left, but I don't know if it's the cave of the Japanese army" The scout lowered his voice and whispered to report the situation inside the valley mouth.

"Halfway up the mountain?" Zhao Zhi touched his chin, and said at the bottom of the valley that there was a cover of bushes and grass, and the slightest noise would not cause the Japanese army to find out. However, when so many people go up the mountain, it is inevitable that there will be no noise, and on such a mountain road, once the Japanese army opens fire first, only death awaits the brothers. "Withdraw all the people first, uncle, your people are looking for a place to cover the brigade, I'll go up and have a look" Zhao Zhi carried a submachine gun with a goat, and the two of them quietly touched the mountain on the left.

There are almost no roads to walk, only shallow people walk out of the path, and it is still difficult to walk in twists and turns. The cave that the scout spoke of was indeed halfway up the mountain, but the mountain on the left was not high, only about 100 meters high. If Zhao Zhi's brigade gathered, it was very likely that the Japanese troops in the cave would hear the movement below.

Lying on the ground and listening to the movement for a while, Zhao Zhi and the goat began to lie down and touch upward, the night was very dark, and there was hardly a trace of light, Zhao Zhi and they had to climb a little to rest for a while, and then climb up after making sure that there was no movement. Half an hour has passed, and Zhao Zhi and the goat have not returned, and an hour has passed, and they still have not returned. The uncles who were waiting at the foot of the mountain had their necks stretched, and it was the 40th time that the old cannon had poked his head out of the bushes to look, but there were black holes all around, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"It's okay, it's okay, there's no gunshots, it's just that nothing has happened yet" Uncle Guo clenched the sniper rifle in his hand, comforting everyone and comforting himself at the same time. If something happened to Zhao Zhi, he didn't know how to go back and tell Yuan Qingqing and Linda, and how to meet the brothers who had died in battle.

For Zhao Zhi, Uncle Guo has always concealed it, the reason why he supported Zhao Zhi in the jungle at the beginning was not only because Zhao Zhi was an officer, but mainly when Uncle Guo chatted with Zhao Zhi, he learned that his godbrother-in-law was Wang Dakui in Kunming City. This Wang Dakui is the head snake in Kunming City, and Uncle Guo knows Wang Dakui. I thought that if I supported Zhao Zhi, I would be able to leave a good impression, and when I went back to Kunming, I could transfer myself to Wang Dakui's Kunming garrison regiment through Zhao Zhi, and I would no longer have to go to the front line to fight to the death. But what he didn't expect was that after following Zhao Zhi all the way, not only did he and his brothers get promoted, but Uncle Guo found that he was more and more inseparable from these rotten people.

The low shout of the machete interrupted Uncle Guo's reverie, and he calmed down, Uncle Guo slowly pulled the bolt, and the sniper rifle pointed steadily at the place where the sound came, and his finger was already on the trigger, ready to fire at any time.

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