At 6:30 in the morning, Kenji Koyama was woken up from his sleep by his companions, and he had no choice but to get up from the warm sleeping bag, wipe his face with a wet towel, and then carry the Type 38 rifle to the trench more than 300 meters away. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Kenji Koyama is a native of Hokkaido, and has served in the 261st Wing of the 13th Brigade of the Japanese Army since the beginning of the 77 Incident, and can be regarded as an out-and-out veteran.

When Kenji Koyama came to the trench, he saw Private Kojima and another Private Matsuyama Tetsuhei sitting around a small bonfire with Kenji Koyama on the same shift as him.

"Xiaoshan-kun, you got up so early, come over and roast the fire."

Xiaoshan Ken sat down unceremoniously, took out his somewhat cold hands from his pockets and put them around the bonfire to roast for a while, and then said to Kojima: "Eh, this winter is really cold, I didn't expect it to snow in the coastal areas south of China." ”

Kojima nodded and said, "Yes, I remember that it wasn't too cold here last winter, and every time I thought about it, it would snow this year." It stands to reason that it rarely snows in the south of China, but this year we have encountered it, and it seems that our luck is not very good! ”

Matsuyama Tehei said with a smile on the side: "Our luck is not bad, the people who stood guard last night were unlucky, didn't you see it, when I came to change the guard just now, I saw Ono and several of them were almost frozen." ”

Speaking of this, Matsuyama Tetsuhei asked Koyama Ken with some curiosity: "Koyama-kun, if I'm not mistaken, you served in Showa 12 (1937), and in a few months you will be able to go home and reunite with your family, we haven't congratulated you yet." ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Dao said in an envious tone: "This is not the most enviable place, what I envy most about Xiao Shanjun is that he has gotten a lot of good things in the past few years, and I estimate that he will be able to live a good life immediately after returning to his homeland." ”

"You don't have to envy me, you'll have such a day." Xiao Shanjian was proud in his heart, but his face showed a reserved expression, and then he said with an attitude of a person who came over: "I will return to China in two months, and for the sake of our usual relationship, I will pass on some experience to you as a person who has come over." You know, a soldier like us is paid that much every month, and if you don't want to retire and return home and still want to live a life with your back to the loess facing the sky, then you should take advantage of the time you are in China to make more profits, at least 800 or even 1,000 yen in the next four years, so that when you return home, you can build a new house, marry a diligent woman as a wife, and then live a quiet life. ”

Hearing this, the eyes of Kojima and Matsuyama Tehei both sparkled, and the two of them came over in unison and said in unison: "Koyama-kun, tell us how to get the money!" ”

"Okay, I'll tell you about it." Koyama Ken looked at the time, anyway, it was still early for breakfast, just in time to brag, he put the rifle aside and began to talk......

"Let me tell you, there is a saying among the people of China, that a man is not rich without a windfall, and a horse is not fertile without night grass. In addition to being loyal to the emperor, we also have to think about ourselves, although the people of China are not very rich, but they have a tradition of hiding money, as long as it is time for the holidays, you take a few people out of the city to the countryside, find a few rich landlords, and scare them with rifles for a few reasons, they will obediently escape with the money, you must know that the courage of the people of China is very small......"

Time passed slowly, and when the sky gradually darkened, more than ten miles away from Fuzhou City, where he Xiaoshanjian and their team, a force was quietly moving towards them.

Just like the current Third Division of the National Guard, as a mobilization division that has only been newly established for more than a year, although the Third Garrison Division has more than 100 trucks for loading ammunition and towing artillery, its marching degree can still only be based on the speed of infantry units that mostly rely on foot. According to the general regulations of all countries in the world, the speed of marching is divided into several types, namely, normal march, rapid march and forced march, the speed is 5 kilometers per hour and 10 kilometers per hour or 50 kilometers per day.

According to Su Jin, the forced march on foot for a long distance is a test of the soldier's will, and it can eliminate those soldiers who are not strong enough, based on this point of view, the opening training of recruits and the forced march of the basic training for a long distance are essential subjects, especially the forced march of the camp training can eliminate at least 15% of the untrained recruits every time, but because of the top-down emphasis on forced marching, coupled with good food on weekdays, the current Third Army can be proud of other **** The brother troops said that Lao Tzu is stronger than you when marching on foot!

Just like now, although the more than 15,000 soldiers of the Third Garrison Division have been marching for eight hours, and all officers and soldiers are panting, the will honed by the countless forced march training they have carried out over the past year still makes them grit their teeth and persevere.

At this time, Xiang Yihang felt that the sweat on his forehead couldn't stop staying, and the salty and wet sweat flowed into his eyes, making him feel that his eyes had become so hot that he almost couldn't open them. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel around his neck, and as soon as he finished wiping the sweat, he saw his deputy company commander Liang Kun still running firmly behind him. To Xiang Yihang's surprise, in addition to carrying a backpack, satchel, pistol, water bottle, ordnance shovel, command flag, telescope and other full equipment, he also had a G43 semi-automatic rifle and a triangular gun carriage of an MG42 machine gun hanging on his shoulder.

Xiang Yihang couldn't imagine that this deputy company commander, who was thin and small, and looked polite on weekdays, was like a camel at this time, and he could really "carry" things. Don't look at it, it's just an extra rifle and a triangular gun mount, but at least it's more than 20 pounds heavier. That is, the tripod of the new MG42 machine gun is much lighter than the previous MG34 tripod, otherwise it will be heavier.

Seeing the unhappy look on Xiang Yihang's face, the two soldiers hurriedly ran forward from behind and were embarrassed to take away the rifle and tripod that belonged to them from Liang Kun's shoulder. Seeing that these two soldiers, whose whole bodies seemed to have been fished out of the river and their military uniforms were soaked, they squirmed twice to Yi Hang's lips and said nothing.

Looking at the machine gunner who was running hard with the MG42 machine gun, Xiang Yihang didn't know whether to feel sorry for him or be happy. But at the very least, this lucky guy is fortunately carrying MG42 instead of the old MG34. Just half a year ago, feeling that the MG34 machine gun was complex in structure, difficult to maintain and too heavy in weight reflected by the troops, Su Jin began to replace the new MG42 machine gun on a large scale to the troops, which was nearly 20 kilograms lighter than the MG34 machine gun, otherwise if he carried an MG34 and forced to march for a night, Xiang Yihang estimated that he would be able to exhaust the poor machine gunner.

Listening to the heavy wheezing sound of his comrades-in-arms around him and the legs under his feet as if they were filled with lead, Xiang Yihang knew that the soldiers' physical strength had almost reached the limit, and if they continued to march forcefully, they would probably have to increase a lot of flying combat attrition.

Just when he felt his steps getting heavier and heavier, a voice came from a distance: "Blow the trumpet and rest for half an hour!" ”

As the melodious trumpet sounded, the procession, which was still marching with gritted teeth, immediately stopped, and many soldiers sat almost staggered on the ground. Many soldiers took out the kettle from their waists and drank water, some people took off their shoes and socks in pairs and began to check each other's footboards, at this time the busiest are the medical staff of each company, they have to carry heavy medicine boxes for soldiers in need to check the foot plates to pick up blood blisters, some of the more serious such as some cracked soles are to use gas lamps to burn cow bones and drip them on the wound, and then wrap them in gauze, so that the wound will not continue to worsen.

"Gollum...... Gollum ......"

Xiang Yihang drank the water in a big gulp, at this time he only felt that the water in the kettle was so cool, until he drank all the remaining water in the kettle, he felt that his throat, which was almost smoking, was better.

Feeling the exhaustion coming from his body, Xiang Yihang silently closed his eyes to rest, as a veteran, he knew very well how precious this half hour was, because maybe the next moment they would have to fight the enemy. It's just that his heart can't calm down at the moment, and the figures of Nako Takasugi and Ayako Miyazaki involuntarily appear in his mind,

"Alas......"

Xiang Yihang took the initiative to ask to be transferred from the 347th Division to the 3rd Garrison Division last year, at that time he wanted the 3rd Garrison Division to be the closest to Hangzhou, and the 3rd Garrison Division was stationed in Hangzhou, and he could take care of the mother and daughter more easily after he was transferred to the 3rd Garrison Division, I never thought that now this time I would let the 3rd Garrison Division take the lead, which also made Xiang Yihang very speechless, but the soldier takes obedience as his duty, since there is an order from above, then obey it, but when he came, Nako Takasugi was already three months pregnant, I don't know if their mother and daughter are okay now.

Just as Xiang Yihang was thinking a little cranky, Liang Kun walked up to him and sat down, took out a camel cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him. Xiang Yihang took the cigarette and lit it, a strong smell of cigarettes entered his lungs, and he skillfully exhaled a puff of smoke, and then smiled at Liang Kun: "Old Liang, I didn't see it, you kid is so good at running, I almost couldn't hold on just now, I didn't expect you to run so energetically." ”

Liang Kun smiled, "Company commander, you don't know that I was born in the mountains, we don't have many other mountains in Guangxi, and I said that we are a place like this, since I was twelve years old, I often accompanied my father to carry dozens of catties of special products to the market to sell before dawn, and it was a day to walk, and such a road was nothing." ”

"That's just as well." Xiang Yihang nodded, he knew very well that some soldiers from Guizhou, Yunnan, and Guangxi had learned their ability to climb mountains and trees since they were young, don't look at their height, but when they climbed the mountain with dozens of pounds of equipment on their backs, it was difficult for many northern soldiers who looked tall to outrun them.

After the two talked for a while, a cigarette was almost finished, and Xiang Yihang said to Liang Kun: "Lao Liang, we are now less than five kilometers away from Fuzhou, I estimate that once the attack is launched, our company will definitely be assigned to the first wave of attack formation, when you launch an attack, you take three platoons of mortars and firepower platoons to cover behind, and I take one or two platoons to attack in front, as long as you can attack the devil's headquarters before the Japanese react, then the next battle will be much easier." ”

Liang Kun shook his head: "Company commander, this is not good, as the commander of a company, you naturally have to command the overall situation in the back, how can you always lead the soldiers to charge, then what do you want me to do as the deputy company commander?" ”

Xiang Yihang persuaded: "Lao Liang, I have just come to the Seventh Company for less than two months, and I am not very familiar with the Seventh Company, so I will come this time, and you can command the troops next time." ”

Liang Kun's head shook like a rattle, "Speaking of troops, if I don't lead the team to attack, then I won't be familiar with it for a long time, so don't fight with me this time, or let me lead the team." ”

Seeing Liang Kun's attitude so resolute, Xiang Yihang, who was afraid of hurting his self-esteem, had no choice but to agree.

The sun slowly set from the sky, and the night began to dominate the sky, and the whole land began to fall silent again.

Fuzhou City is a big city, which is stationed in the 261st Wing under the 13th Brigade of the Japanese Army, according to the judgment of the Japanese army, as long as it is not attacked by the scale of the Chinese army above the division level, such a wing is enough to protect Fuzhou City for a week will not fall, because there has been no war for more than a year, so the defense of Fuzhou City is relatively lax, many Japanese officers do not sleep in the barracks at night, but go to the city to follow the army's geisha or comfort women fooling around.

When the three of them dragged their tired bodies back to the tent where they were, they fell asleep after a hurried meal, time passed little by little, and when the hand pointed to two o'clock in the night, the sleeping Xiaoshan Ken faintly heard a rush of footsteps outside.

"Baga, what the hell is going on with these people, why don't they let people sleep so late." Xiao Shan Jian, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up by the sound of footsteps, and scolded angrily, but as soon as he scolded, he heard a miserable scream from the surroundings, this kind of scream is very familiar to Xiao Shan Jian, it is a miserable cry that people only make before they die.

Although this scream was still some distance away from him, and it was already a little inaudible when it reached his ears, it was no less than someone putting a cannon in his ear for Koyama Ken. He didn't have time to think about it before he jumped up from his bed and rushed towards the tent door, aiming for the rifle that was placed at the tent door.

It's just that before he could catch the rifle, he saw that the curtain of the tent was lifted, and a figure rushed in from the outside, and Xiaoshan Jian, who was also rushing towards the tent door, was full of arms, and Xiaoshan Jian, who was caught off guard, fell and squatted, but before he could get up, he saw a flash of cold light in front of him, and a cold accompanied by a sharp pain came from his chest, and then a kick was kicked in his chest, and he lay on the ground again, and blood gushed out of his chest. As the pain came, he felt that his strength was rapidly leaving his body, and his eyes were getting darker and darker, and before he fell into darkness, he heard a voice ringing in his ears: "Hurry up and get rid of these guys, try not to make a sound." ”

Knowing this, Koyama Ken can no longer hear any sound, this soldier who is about to retire and return to China with the money looted in China is very unwilling to die, before he dies his last thought is how these people speak all Japanese, and it is a Tokyo accent, what the hell is going on?

Koyama Ken's team is subordinate to the perimeter guard post, their task is not to stop the enemy but to play the role of early warning, but now it has been quietly broken through, the culprit of all this is a group of people who are also wearing Japanese uniforms, they speak the same fluent Japanese as the Japanese army, and use the night to approach the Japanese sentry post, and then quietly solve those sentries, tight twenty minutes, the outer gate of Fuzhou City was opened in an uproar.

"Whew, Whew, Whew"

Liang Kun, who was wearing soft rubber-soled military boots, took the lead in running forward with a Suomi submachine gun, and behind him were two machine gunners, one of them carried an MG42 machine gun on his shoulder, and one person carried two heavy ammunition boxes in both hands, and on both sides of them there were dozens of soldiers from both sides of the street in a battle formation to quickly search and advance, Liang Kun and the second platoon led by him were tasked with using the cover of night to get close to the Japanese army's wing headquarters, and once the battle started, they would destroy the Japanese command system in the fastest time.

They continued to walk for more than ten minutes, and soon a building appeared in front of them, it was a three-story building, although it was night, but the ointment flag fluttering on the flagpole in front of the gate was so dazzling. Liang Kun and his soldiers began to lurk, he recruited the communication soldiers, and after adjusting the channel, he whispered: "Ready, fire!" ”

In a farmland outside Fuzhou, 21 M101 105mm howitzers were lined up, an artillery major stood next to the gun position, and a communication soldier who had been waiting impatiently next to him took his headset and said loudly: "Sir, the call from the front, you can start!" ”

Hearing this, the major did not hesitate to say loudly: "Fire!" (To be continued.) )