The few scattered stars in the sky were obscured by the fog, and we looked at the river beach from the position, and we could not see clearly how Huang Wenlie and his assault team crossed the river. However, since there has been no news from the communications corps, our assault team should not have reached the other side of the river.

I put down the binoculars in my hand, thinking to myself that if the fog was still so heavy when the commandos retreated, I would have to rely on the communications corps to report the directions. Otherwise, our fire support would be basically useless, because at that time there were still assault teams on the other side that had not withdrawn, and untargeted fire was likely to cause accidental injuries.

Da-da-da-da! On the other side, he suddenly remembered the sound of the 92 heavy machine gun shooting, and Zhang Fugui, who was beside me, immediately grabbed the machine gun next to him, looked at me nervously, and waited for me to give the order to fire. I listened for a while, then waved my hand to signal him to calm down: "It's a blind shot." The Japanese army's line of sight was blocked, and they often fired indiscriminately to test the ...... You release the trigger with your fingers and beware of misfire. ”

After a short period of machine-gun fire, there was no movement on the other side except for sporadic cold fire from the 38 rifles, and it fell into the same silence as ours.

According to the time calculation, I guess that the assault team should have crossed the Nu River by this time, and if they move fast enough, they may start to climb the Moyun Ridge. But apart from speculation, we could not see anything, we could do nothing, and even if there was no fog, it would be difficult to see the situation on the other side of the river in such a dark night.

In the wet fog, time seemed to stand still, and I looked at my watch, and an hour had passed, and this short hour seemed as long as the whole night.

The signal corps ran over and reported: "Battalion commander, Commander Huang has sent news that they have safely arrived on the other side and are now undergoing a short repair. ”

I nodded: "If there is any situation on the West Bank, you must notify me immediately!" ”

It seems that I still underestimated the danger of the Nu River, which is hundreds of meters wide, and it took an hour to cross the river, which also shows how difficult the process of crossing the river is!

We are on the east coast, the commandos on the west bank are frightened step by step, they not only have to guard against the enemy hiding in the shadows, but also at all times be careful of the mountain road under their feet, as the name suggests, the mountain is steep and rugged, and the slightest carelessness is in danger of falling down the hillside.

Huang Wenlie's assault team was advancing cautiously in the fog, sixty-one people, who were divided into forwards, flanks, and rearguards by Huang Wenlie, taking care of all aspects of the front and back, left and right, and he was indeed a rare talent in terms of marching and fighting.

The vanguard was Wang Sibao and a Sichuan soldier, and the two of them walked in the front without saying a word, their whole bodies were on high alert, trying not to make any sound, and relying on gestures to do simple communication.

There was a loud noise in the bushes, and a huge lynx suddenly came out, crouched a few meters away from the two people, staring at the two uninvited guests with a pair of glowing eyes.

Because he was frightened, Wang Sibao cursed in a low voice, and scared the lynx with a gun gesture, the lynx arched its back and the hair on its body stood up, and the meow screamed, and in the dead of night in the mountains and forests, the lynx's voice seemed terrible and terrifying.

There was a banging gunfire on the ridge, and the bullet from the 38 rifle pierced through the branches and leaves, hitting the trunk of the tree a few meters away from Wang Sibao, and the lynx was frightened and disappeared into the jungle.

Wang Sibao and the Sichuan soldiers immediately bowed down and looked around nervously, not knowing where the Japanese soldiers were shooting, whether they had spotted them, or just because of the cry of the lynx. Sichuan Bing grabbed Wang Sibao, pointed to a bright spot not far away, and whispered: "There!" ”

The bright spot of the flickering light and darkness is that the Japanese army's secret post is smoking, and there is no hostile situation for a long time, so that the Japanese army will inevitably have a slack mentality, and their secret post will carelessly expose themselves to the target under this slackness.

Wang Sibao left the Sichuan soldiers on guard, and went back to report to Huang Wenlie, the main force of the commando was only 100 meters away from the vanguard, and Wang Sibao's retreat was only a matter of one or two points. After listening to Wang Sibao's report, Huang Wenlie looked around and asked, "Who is going to kill him!" It's better not to use a gun! ”

Shangguan Yusi squeezed over and said, "Commander, I'll go, I've been hiding alone here for more than a month, and I'm the best at doing this kind of thing!" ”

Huang Wenlie nodded and said, "Wang Sibao, you go with Doctor Shangguan!" Remember! If you can't shoot, try not to shoot! ”

Shangguan Yusi carried a submachine gun and Wang Sibao went back one after the other, and the Sichuan soldiers were lying in the grass and still staring at the Japanese secret sentry. Wang Sibao asked him in a low voice, "How is it?" There's not much movement. ”

"Turtle son, this little devil is a smoker, smoking one after another! Hook out Lao Tzu's smoking addiction! Sichuan Bing cursed in a low voice.

Shangguan Yusi looked over, the cigarette butt was still flickering in the mist, Shangguan Yusi waved his hand at Wang Sibao, and the two of them touched it silently along the bright spot of the cigarette butt.

The Japanese sentry dug a foxhole in the grass, and there was basically no big difference between the dirt mountain and the mountain in Moyunling, all of which were the same hard volcanic rock hard rubber soil, which was very difficult to dig. So this Japanese skirmish digging is also so-so, if he doesn't deliberately hide, he will expose his head to the outside. But even so, if he can stay in it honestly and do nothing, it will still not be easy to be discovered, but this is a guy who is very addicted to smoking, and cigarettes have become his life-threatening charm!

Shangguan Yusi and Wang Sibao took advantage of the cover of the fog in the grass to form a flanking attack on this Japanese secret outpost. Wang Sibao made a swoop at Shangguan Yusi, Shangguan Yusi nodded, and then almost without warning, suddenly attacked, and his body seemed to be smashed over, and he threw himself into the foxhole.

Don't talk about this Japanese soldier, even Wang Sibao couldn't react, and when he rushed over, Shangguan Yusi had already turned out the cigarette on the Japanese soldier's body, lit a beautiful cigarette and smoked it.

——The Japanese soldier in the foxhole was slapped on the knee by Shangguan Yusi on the lower abdomen, and he bent down like a shrimp in pain, and was stabbed through the heart by Shangguan Yusi half a second later! Clean, flawless! At this moment, the Shangguan doctor who saved the life and helped the wounded seemed to have become an extremely calm murderous weapon!

Wang Sibao was dumbfounded, and muttered: "My mother, Doctor Shangguan, you are really useless to be a doctor." ”

Shangguan Yusi said with a smile: "Now there is a shortage of doctors, there is no shortage of soldiers, otherwise I would really go to the front of the battle with you to charge!" ”

Shangguan Yusi picked up the 38 rifle on the ground and hung it on his shoulder, and reflexively went back to see Huang Wenlie with Wang Sibao, Wang Sibao rushed back first: "Regiment leader, Shangguan Doctor is really good......

Huang Wenlie didn't ask for details, only one sentence: "Have you killed it?" ”

Wang Sibao's words of praise for Shangguan Yusi were swallowed back into his stomach: "It's done." ”