The grass was separated, and first a small flag stretched out and shook a few times, and then two figures flashed out of the grass. Metropolis. It was Zhao Zhi, it was Zhao Zhi and the goat who came back, and for fear of being distracted by the nervous guys, Zhao Zhi first made a secret signal with a small flag, and then got out of the grass with the goat. The people who were oppressed by the night couldn't breathe, and Zhao Zhi did not rule out that some people would go crazy because of nervousness, and this kind of thing had long been common in the national army.

"The dogs are sleeping in the hole, and I can hear their snoring," Zhao Zhi took the kettle handed by the dog and took a sip, and then handed it to the goat. Looking at the guys gathered, Zhao Zhi stretched out his hands, "I only need 10 people, the rest of the people are on guard here, and my uncle's people still occupy the high ground to provide fire support" Uncle Guo knows the strengths of those riflemen under him, and this kind of close-range combat is indeed not the strength of his sniper rifle.

"You take me, Lao Tzu go and bomb him, what's the matter?" The imposing old cannon patted Bazooka beside him, and since he took the bazooka, the old cannon has not had a chance to use this thing. Zhao Zhi didn't look at the old cannon, but turned his gaze to Edward, and when he saw Edward nodding, he pouted at the old cannon. Seeing that Zhao Zhi agreed, the old cannon happily wiped the rocket with his sleeve, as if he didn't look at Zhao Zhi's pawnshop shopkeeper's whiteboard face.

Seeing that the tabula rasa face he tried to pretend to be didn't work, Zhao Zhi picked up the extra items on his body stupidly. Night battle sneak attack, this is the national army troops' specialty, veterans almost in the domestic battlefield and the Japanese army, have been a death squad to take advantage of the night to sneak attack the Japanese position. But this time it was different, it was Zhao Zhi who personally led the team, and the dogs who were not worried about Zhao Zhi naturally wanted to follow. But Zhao Zhi only needs 20 people, and he doesn't want any more, and the 300 energetic guys who don't dare to speak out will stare at each other in unison, as if whoever has big eyes will take Zhao Zhi with whom.

In addition to the old cannon and the two ammunition men, Zhao Zhi casually pointed to 20 submachine gunners, and it was over. The rest of the guys found out that everyone seemed to have been tricked by Zhao Zhi, who to take with him, Zhao Zhi would probably be determined on the way back. "This dog's day, there is time, let the old cannon kill him" The unsuccessful doglegs scolded Zhao Zhi in a low voice. The supplementary soldiers looked at the doglegs in amazement, and insulted the commander at will, which is to be locked up with whips in the army.

The 20 men, who were carrying only submachine guns and grenades, followed Zhao Zhi and the goat towards the mountain, while the old cannon carried his baby Bazooka and two ammunition men followed behind the submachine gunners. They walked very slowly, and they were afraid that they would find a noise if they fell, so everyone moved their steps carefully. 20 minutes later, they came to a black cave entrance, and indeed as Zhao Zhi said, there was no Japanese warning post outside the cave entrance more than ten meters away.

Zhao Zhi, who was half-squatting, waved his hand, and the submachine gunners who followed him spread out and squatted down, they were waiting for the old artillery and ammunition men who were left behind. Originally, Zhao Zhi wanted to come up with a flamethrower, but that thing was too troublesome, and in the end Zhao Zhi gave up. According to Zhao Zhi's plan, he first bombarded the inside with a grenade, and then used a submachine gun to shoot the hole while the Japanese army was panicking. If there are still Japanese troops resisting, they will send old artillery to bombard them a few times, and it is estimated that there will be no Japanese troops who can fight back. It's just a small squad of Japanese troops, so it shouldn't be very difficult to do.

Five submachine gunners half-crouched in front, and the remaining submachine gunners spread out to guard the surroundings, because the scouts were afraid to guarantee that there were no other Japanese troops around. The soldiers who remained at the foot of the hill had already dispersed to guard the surrounding area to prevent gunfire and explosions from attracting Japanese troops. That's why Zhao Zhi only took 20 people up the mountain, and put most of them at the bottom of the mountain.

The old cannon and the ammunition man who carried Bazooka finally followed, and the panting old cannon was about to put the bazooka on the ground, when suddenly a bright light came from the bushes outside the hole. Everyone was stunned, and the goat hurriedly pulled Zhao Zhi to the ground, and the hand holding the gun was already in a cold sweat. Finally the light went out, and in its place was a bright spot, damn it, it was a cigarette, someone was smoking, it must have been some Japanese soldier who couldn't sleep out of the cave and was smoking.

Zhao Zhi motioned for the others to disperse and hide, and the goat took out the bayonet and smeared a thin layer on the blade with saliva and dirt, so that the bayonet would not reflect the light. Sticking to the ground, the goat swam like a snake and crawled to the cigarette butt, and behind the cigarette butt was the Japanese soldier who was smoking, and the goat wanted to kill him. There was a sound of footsteps from the cigarette butt, and the Japanese soldier with the cigarette in his mouth walked over, as if he had heard something, and the rifle in his hand was also raised.

The bayonet in the hand of the "brush" goat was thrown out and was pierced on the neck of the Japanese soldier, and it was not clear in the night, and the goat could only pierce it according to the bright spot of the cigarette butt and hit it with one blow. The nimble tanuki-like goat scurried up, holding the corpse of the Japanese soldier and gently placing it on the ground, and its smooth movements stunned several of the reinforcements in the submachine gunners. I've always heard the veterans say that the doglegs are powerful, and today I can really see the skills of the doglegs.

"Shang" Zhao Zhi led the way to the cave, and as a precaution, Zhao Zhi left 2 submachine gunners to guard outside. The inside of the cave was darker than the outside, and I couldn't see it at all, and I didn't know how deep the cave really was. As soon as I entered the cave, I smelled a rancid smell, and it was very warm in the cave. Sticking to the cave wall, everyone divided into two columns, groping the stone wall and slowly moving forward. The Japanese prisoner only said that the cave was very large and deep, but he could not say exactly. The Japanese soldiers in the cave have a code book, this is what Zhao Zhi wants the most, and it is more effective to capture the code book of the Japanese army than to kill 1,000 Japanese soldiers.

It is estimated that it is nearly thirty meters forward by touching the stone wall, and the goat in front of the left side feels a breathing sound, which is very rhythmic, and it should be the breathing sound of a sleeping guy. The goat patted Zhao Zhi behind him, holding the bayonet in one hand and reaching forward with the other hand to touch it. Zhao Zhi, who was following behind, only heard the sound of the blade breaking through the air and a muffled "woo", and there was no movement, and there was a trace of blood in the rancid air.

Bypassing a large stone wall protruding, there was a sudden light in front of me, and there were several bonfires lit in the cave, which were probably used by the Japanese army to drive away the dampness. The space in the cave is very large, at least much larger than Zhao Zhi imagined, and there are Japanese soldiers sleeping densely around several bonfires, and there must be more than 200 people, and there is a squadron. There were some ammunition boxes stacked at one foot of the cave, which should have been hoarded by the Japanese army.

Gesticulating, Zhao Zhi slowly retreated, plus the old artillery and ammunition men, Zhao Zhi now only has 20 people, twenty submachine guns against a Japanese squadron. If Zhao Zhi still wanted to obtain the code book of the Japanese army, it was estimated that it would be impossible. It must be fought, but how to fight has become a problem, and the temptation of the Japanese army's codebook is too great. Just now, Zhao Zhi had already found the antenna of the Japanese radio station in a corner of the cave, which was where the Japanese army placed the radio station, and the code book should have been there.

However, to get the code book, you need to go through the entire cave, and you can't be discovered by the Japanese army, which is simply impossible. Zhao Zhi pulled the old cannon, and only one ammunition man could follow the old cannon and reload him, and the rest of the people, Zhao Zhi had a use. The rest of the people, plus Zhao Zhi himself, had a total of 18 and were divided into 2 teams, with Zhao Zhi and the goats each leading a team. Zhao Zhi was going to use the rate of fire of the submachine gun to fire at the Japanese army, and the two teams would take turns to shoot and maintain uninterrupted shooting, which was very important. After shooting at the Japanese army on the plains and the Ledo River, Zhao Zhi indulged in this kind of intensive shooting, and finally thought of him, using the uninterrupted firepower of sectional shooting, which would definitely catch the Japanese by surprise.

The goats and the men hid behind the concave and convex parts of the opposite stone wall, which would temporarily protect themselves. Clang, a submachine gunner's steel helmet hit the stone wall and noticed a bang. Outside, it was a small sound, but it was amplified by the cave, and a Japanese soldier sleeping behind a machine gun rolled over and got up, rubbing his sleepy eyes and looking around. Zhao Zhi and the others all clung to the stone wall, holding their breath, trying to hide themselves in the shadows. The soldier looked at him a few times, but there was nothing unusual in between, yawned, and turned around and lay down.

"Huh" Zhao Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, his hanging heart finally let go, his stiff hand loosened, and the submachine gun he had been holding tightly was deflected. Boom, the muzzle of Zhao Zhi's submachine gun hit the stone wall, making a sound, much louder than just now. The Japanese soldier just now finally sensed that something was wrong, and reached out to grab the machine gun, Zhao Zhi didn't care so much, and directly pulled the trigger and hit a string of bullets. Zhao Zhi was only about ten meters away from the machine gun, and at such a firing range, Zhao Zhi was still very accurate, and the Japanese soldier was hit by the bullet and retreated several steps and fell to the ground on his back.

"Zuo set fire, left set fire" Zhao Zhi shouted, signaling his side to shoot first. Dense bullets were fired in, and the Japanese soldiers who had just woken up in the cave were beaten with blood, and they were looking for cover. Zhao Zhi only had a few submachine guns, and he couldn't seal the entire cave, and finally a Japanese soldier set up a light machine gun and began to shoot at Zhao Zhi. "Right set fire, right set fire" Zhao Zhi waved his arm at the goat, and the goat made a move. Sure enough, the bullets flying from the right side of the hole caught the Japanese by surprise, and the Japanese did not expect that the enemy would shoot in two points and sections.

After the ammunition hand finished loading, he looked up at Zhao Zhi, Zhao Zhi waved his hand down, and the old cannon pulled Bazooka's trigger. There was a long "crackle" sound, and the rockets with flames in their tails flew into the cave. It was the first time that the old cannon had used this new weapon, and the rocket was missed, and it pierced diagonally against the stone wall at the bottom of the cave. With a loud "boom", a scorching wave of air rushed to the face, and a large ball of fire exploded at the bottom of the cave, and then divided into more than a dozen small fireballs and burst out.

"Grenades, grenades" Zhao Zhi brushed a few grenades and threw them into the hole, and the goats also threw grenades one after another. "Attack, hide, hide," a bloodied-faced Japanese officer-like guy screamed loudly, giving the overwhelmed Japanese soldiers some backbone. "Gather fire, gather fire" Zhao Zhi shouted loudly, the reaction of the Japanese army was too great, and many Japanese soldiers were already fighting back. "Poof", "poof", "poof" bullets hit the human body with a dull sound, and the bullets that deviated from the target bounced off the stone wall, which would also kill them. Three of the submachine gunners on Zhao Zhi's side have already fallen, and the goat's side is not much better.

"Alright, alright," shouted the loader as he finished reloading again, patting the old gun's steel helmet. "Boom" was another long tail flame, and the rockets exploded in the cave, and the accuracy of the old cannon was indeed not very good, but fortunately, the Japanese army was relatively dense, and the effect of the explosion was also very strong. At least a dozen Japanese soldiers were thrown up in the explosion and stopped moving when they landed.

"Poof" The body of the old cannon shook obviously, and Zhao Zhi and the ammunition hand dragged the old cannon back. "It's okay, I'm fine, load, load" The old cannon broke away from Zhao Zhi and the ammunition man, and called the ammunition man to reload. Just now, a bullet hit the old cannon, and it flew over the old cannon's shoulder, plowing a blood groove out of the old cannon's left shoulder. But according to the physique of the old cannon, there should be no problem.

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