Kimura didn't want to believe that the Dirt Eight Road of Shiyuan Mountain actually dared to take the initiative to attack, but the facts in front of him couldn't help but he didn't believe it.

According to Han Xin's orders, the offensive aura of Shi Shi and the others was also full, and the ferocious firepower seemed to be unwilling to stop for a moment, and even the devil's wire guardrail was broken through several big holes.

The sky was dark, like a night traffic, and passers-by could see the lights, but they could not know how many cars were coming and how far away.

Therefore, looking at the firelight of this mountain, Kimura chose to defend almost without hesitation, transferred all the troops that could fight, and shot at the enemy on the mountain through the barbed wire.

The war has temporarily fallen into a stalemate......

……

The dim hanging moon hung dimly in the night sky, without a trace of life, and even the moonlight that fell on the earth was broken and dirty, as if the whole world was dotted with a muddy nightmare, and everything was too lazy to make any noise...... Apart from...... The dense gunfire of the human beings who did not succumb to the arrangement of fate and struggled......

Yang Zhi, the commander of the first battalion of the 21st Regiment, was still excited, and led the 50 good men in the regiment to set off from the northwest corner of Shiyuan Mountain for a long time, and finally touched it at about half past ten in the evening.

"Battalion commander, when are we going to act?"

Behind the camp where the devils were temporarily stationed, a voice sounded softly from a row of figures.

Yang Zhi raised his head, and then the faint moonlight reluctantly looked at the mechanical clock in his hand, there was still half an hour before eleven o'clock, and he said in a low voice:

"Don't worry, there is still half an hour before the old head explains, everyone is hidden, and we must not let the little devils find us."

"Yes!" Everyone responded in a low voice, and the next moment, the place seemed to be silent, and no more sound could be heard.

...... "Boom! "Bang Bang Bang ......"

Yang Zhi and the others also heard the sound in front, and everyone's expressions immediately became nervous, Yang Zhi tightened the gun in his hand, and commanded in a low voice: "You remember, the old regiment commander said that he can not buy us much time in the front, from the front of the battle to count, only half an hour, if there are more, the devil may see the truth."

So, in half an hour I will give the order to retreat, and then everyone will immediately retreat at once! ”

"Yes!"

"Battalion commander, when are we going to act?"

"Don't worry, wait!" Yang Zhi said in a deep voice.

…… The atmosphere of silence lasted for a long time, and it was nonsense to say that they were not nervous, and the comrades of the commando could almost hear the increasingly rapid breathing of their comrades.

"Battalion commander, there are people!"

A voice suddenly sounded quietly, and the hearts of all the comrades of the special combat team were pounded, and their bodies tensed up in an instant, and they held the guns in their hands tightly.

At this moment, once the whereabouts are exposed, the fifty-one people, including Yang Zhi, are afraid that they will really be in danger.

"Don't move! Stabilization! Yang Zhi's voice became heavier and heavier.

And at this moment, the figure on the opposite side was getting closer and closer, and in the dark night, the face was naturally difficult to see, but the man was holding a flashlight in his hand, and the light of the flashlight was extremely dazzling.

"Battalion commander, it's not good, he seems to have discovered us!" A nervous voice spoke, and at the same time as the voice sounded, the light of the flashlight on the opposite side was suddenly obscured, and then let go again, and the light flickered on and off, and so on three times.

Seeing this, Yang Zhi's heart, which had already been suspended, suddenly let go, and said softly: "Don't be nervous, it's our own comrades who are undercover in the devil's puppet army." ”

"My own comrade!" The warriors in the circle were blindfolded, but no wonder they didn't tell everyone about the intelligence stones for safety.

"Yes, let's go!"

Yang Zhi took the lead and walked out, although everyone was still shocked, but seeing that their battalion commanders had lowered their guard, they didn't think much about it and followed together.

The figure on the opposite side also seemed to be anxious, pacing back and forth, and after Yang Zhi and the others approached, he asked Yang Zhi who was walking in the front, "But Camp Commander Yang?" ”

"Yes, you are...... Comrade Zhang Qing? ”

"It's me!" The person who came was naturally Zhang Qing, the eight-way undercover agent mentioned by Han Xin, and he tricked Kimuraichi back to Shiyuan Mountain through the pseudo-army commander that day.

Yang Zhi was overjoyed and admired: "Brother comrade, you have worked hard!" ”

"Yes, it's all for the revolution!" Zhang Qing shook his head with a smile, and then continued: "Battalion Commander Yang, time is pressing, let's not talk about it anymore, the purpose of your visit, Commander Han, has already told me."

Now I'll take you to the devil's grain storage tent! ”

"Okay, trouble comrade brother! Everyone keep up. Yang Zhi waved his hand, and fifty-two people walked in a row.

The military rations of the devils are uniformly distributed, and most of them are cooked foods that can be eaten directly, similar to canned food and sushi, so there are generally no accompanying cooks or cooking squad soldiers.

However, the military training program before the little devils became soldiers also had the teaching of field food, so the devil soldiers sometimes used local materials to cook a pot of food with Yamato.

Of course, when the food conditions in the city allow, the food list of the devil soldiers will also be generous, and there are special military standards.

And at this moment, it is obvious that the rations of Kimuraichi and these devils are canned food and other cooked food with the army.

Fifty-one people were led by Zhang Qing to spare a few laps, and then came to a large camp.

Zhang Qing whispered at this time: "Camp Commander Yang, this is the grain storage camp tent of the devils, but there are several devils guarding it, I'm afraid it's ......."

"It's okay!"

Yang Zhi waved his hand and said in a low voice, and in his heart, Yang Zhi admired the old head Han Xin more and more......

"Fortunately, the old head of the regiment has thought it through!"

Yang Zhi finished muttering, and then walked out directly in Zhang Qing's stunned, what made Zhang Qing completely petrified was that even if Yang Zhi went crazy, the fifty comrades of the special combat team behind him also went crazy together, and walked out with Yang Zhi, aiming directly at the devil's grain storage tent.

"You ......"

"Who?"

"Yaga!"

"Hey, sir, what's the matter with you?" The devil's flashlight swept over Yang Zhi.

"Do it!" Yang Zhi suddenly spoke, and then in a panic, the devil who spoke in Japanese fiercely sent the sharp dagger into his chest, and his mouth was also covered by Yang Zhi, and he couldn't make a sound.

At the same time, the other three devils also had no chance to struggle, and were quickly killed by the other special combat team comrades.

It was only at this time that Zhang Qingcai, who had already been shocked beyond measure, walked over in a daze, and then saw the clothes on Yang Zhi and the others, which were actually the ghost military uniforms of Kimura Ichi.

"This, what a ......"

"Hehe, it's just a little preparation, let the comrade brother smile!" Yang Zhi grinned.

(To be continued)

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