The lower left side of the mountain pack where the Sakata headquarters is located!

This is the rear of the battlefield, and there is no strong smell of gunpowder in front of it, and everything looks calm.

But this calm is only superficial, as the headquarters of the First Class Wing, its importance is undoubted, and vigilance is naturally the top priority.

However, after last night's latent investigation, this morning's observation records, all the warning positions have been found by Xingfeng.

On the mountain, which is about 20 meters high, there are two Japanese soldiers armed with 100-type submachine guns in front and behind the Sakata command post, and at the top of the cliff and dirt slope, there is also a squad of six guards, patrolling back and forth from time to time.

In addition to the fixed mobile inspection guard above, there are also Japanese troops guarding the bottom of the cliff slope.

However, compared to the tight protection above, there may be little devils below who do not have the concept of special operations, and feel that no one can climb up from the soft mud cliff, and the vigilance is relatively lax.

On the left side and at the rear, there is only one double team each, holding a 38 big cover to guard the bottom, and the two groups are thirty or forty meters apart.

Under the cliff behind, two little devils were smoking cigarettes, chatting with each other, and their expressions were very relaxed.

In their opinion, with an elite wing of more than 3,000 people, attack a regiment with backward equipment and less than 1,500 personnel.

This is simply a matter of killing chickens with a knife, a matter of minutes, they can wait here for a while, and then they can set off again and annihilate the resistance elements in the entire Jinzhong region.

What they didn't expect, however, was ......

Li Yunlong is not a character to be messed with, and another lonely god of death has quietly come to them.

Just when one of the Japanese soldiers lowered his head to light a cigarette, death came!

Sou~

A Type 30 bayonet, with a slight whistling sound, suddenly flew out of the woods.

Behind the bayonet, a sturdy black shadow followed by a high-speed movement and rushed wildly.

"Whew!"

The Type 30 bayonet pierced precisely into the neck of one of the Japanese soldiers, piercing through the throat to the back of the neck, the cold tip of the knife glistening with a cold glow.

"Eight...... Woooooo ”

The other Japanese soldier, who was so frightened that all the smoke and fire fell to the ground, was just about to get his gun, but the words were still in his throat.

Click!

The mouth was covered, and the neck was directly twisted by the irresistible force.

"Akita-kun, what's wrong with you?"

The little devil on the left saw that the chat here was very lively, but suddenly there was no sound and he was a little vigilant.

Through the eavesdropping just now, Xing Feng knew that the Akita-kun he was talking about was the little devil who was twisted and secretly in his hand, and his eyebrows froze, and he did not panic.

Everything was planned!

"Dongbianjun, I have no smoke here, Jiuyangjun has a comfortable stomach, I can't leave, you can send me a few."

The one who spoke was Xingfeng, a Japanese tune from Aichi Prefecture in central Japan, and the little devil who was twisted by him had a neck that was eight or nine layers similar.

If you don't pay attention to it, it's really a little indistinguishable!

Xing Feng, who has the ability of a battlefield actuary, spent half a day in one night and half a day to investigate the four guards below, but he did enough investigation, and the plan was so thoughtful that it was almost perfect.

Among the two Japanese military alert groups, the reason why he chose this group was because there was a little devil in it with a voice similar to his!

"Hey, Akita-kun, I'll come here."

This Akita is a military cao, equivalent to a non-commissioned officer in China, and the junior Japanese on the other side has a lower rank than him, and the accent of his name has not changed much, so he let go of his vigilance and walked over here.

Hearing the sound of "Zhao Five-Year Style Cowhide Army Boots" (large leather shoes) and tapping and tapping, Xingfeng lifted it with one hand and was already dead Akita.

The mattress quietly walked over and stopped at the corners of the cliffs on either side.

This is a blind spot in the field of vision, and with the weeds of the cliff cover, it is also the second wave of attack points that Xingfeng has planned in advance.

"Akita-kun, I don't have much left, it is estimated that it will take a while to capture the next city of China, you save a little smoke."

The little devil who walked around the corner saw Akita standing on the edge of the cliff with his back to him, and without thinking too much, he directly took out a small half pack of "Golden Card" cigarettes and handed them over.

However......

With a whoosh, a cold light flashed!

He was greeted not by Akita's response, but by a bayonet that pierced through the weeds next to Akita, through his entire neck.

"Ho Ho ......"

The cigarette fell to the ground, and the little devil stared at the frightened eyes, clutched the bayonet in both hands, wanted to speak, wanted to call for help, but in the end only made a faint murmur like the pull of the broken bellows.

"Groan~"

Xing Feng twisted the bayonet in his hand, broke through the piercing, drew the knife and walked away, going straight to the left side of the cliff, and letting the Japanese soldier fall to the ground like mud.

Dodged out of the corner, and the last remaining Japanese soldier was less than ten meters away.

His fate is sealed!

As the bayonet passed through the space and got into the neck of the last little devil, the little devil who delivered the cigarette happened to fall to the ground.

It seems to be a long time, but in fact, the two little devils returned to their emperor's arms, and the difference was less than 2 seconds.

Silently grasping the sentry at the bottom of the cliff, Xing Feng listened attentively for a while, and seeing that it did not attract the attention of the above, he immediately took small steps to the best climbing point that he had been looking for from a distance.

He took out a small Japanese sapper shovel and waited quietly.

……

Cangyun Ridge on the main peak position!

Li Yunlong left the regimental command post, came to the front of the position, and asked Zhang Dabiao: "How are the preparations for the attack, and have the commando personnel been selected?" ”

"Commander, you're all set."

Zhang Dabiao, who had not washed his hair for several weeks and was scratching his greasy hair, put on a military hat that had long been blackened and changed color, and said confidently: "We are not as good as devils in terms of firearms, but in this white-bladed war, we Chinese are his ancestors." ”

"Hey, that's a good point!" Li Yunlong smiled with satisfaction.

Zhang Dabiao turned around and pointed to the two or three hundred new regiment soldiers holding big blades in the trenches, and said solemnly: "I have already told the brothers, as the ancestors of the little devils, we will teach the little devils how to behave today if we don't respect the ancestors. ”

"You kid is good, it's in Lao Tzu's heart!"

The remarks of his henchmen and generals won Li Yunlong's favor.

After trimming Da Biao's hat and collar, Li Yunlong continued: "In today's battle, you have to show the momentum of the Xifengkou Broadsword Team back then, cut off the heads of a few more devils, and give Lao Tzu a boosted face. ”

"Regiment commander, if the Sakata Wing is defeated, will the brigade commander not come back to embarrass you?" Zhang Dabiao touched the big knife in his hand, and the corners of his mouth rose.

"Not enough, it's not that simple!"

Li Yunlong shook his head, picked up the binoculars and said, "Look, 800 meters ahead, that's the little devil's command post, take it there, that's enough, hehe." ”