Wang Xiu'e said to everyone: "I have one opinion, that is, Section Chief Han should not enter the city, and stay outside the city to direct the overall operation. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, no one else had raised any objections, but Han Xing raised his hands and objected, "What do you mean by this, don't you think that my hands and feet are not as sharp as yours." Our main task this time is to save people, first of all, we are familiar with the geography of Liaocheng, I have been in Liaocheng for so many years, I believe that the streets and alleys are still quite familiar. Without a good guide, the mission is not easy to complete! ”

Since Han Xing said this, no one raised any more objections.

They raised some more difficulties, and then found a solution to the difficulties, and the plan was to study more carefully......

In the middle of the night, Operation Agni officially began.

Beiguan was not without enemy garrisons, but at night, the puppet troops of this squadron closed the door of the barracks early, and cowered inside, only beams of strong lights shot out of the pillboxes, sweeping over the roofs near Beiguan.

Why did you choose to operate in Beiguan instead of Dongguan? This is also because rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, and the antique store is now in Dongguan, so it's better to stay away from it.

At that time, there were no fancy night battle uniforms, but the ancients were smart and invented the night clothes. The so-called night clothes, that is, black clothes and black pants, with a black cloth on the face. Because the face is too white compared to the black night, after all, it is covered with a black cloth, or smeared with some pot ash, and it merges with the black night.

A slippery man clinged to the root of the wall, avoiding the searchlight of the puppet army, and walked briskly towards the root of the wall.

At night, the sky was high and blue with jewel-like stars, and from time to time there was a ghostly blinking meteor on the horizon, and the air was filled with the scent of earth, fog, and crops. The peculiar tranquility of the summer night made all living things seem to fall asleep, and although a few grass insects such as golden bells made a slight call, the sound was so faint and distant, that it set off the silence of the night.

A procession of 60 people in nightcoats quickly reached the base of the city walls, and then one by one they fell to the ground, waiting for orders.

Wang Xiu'e was on the first one, and she quietly pricked up her ears to listen to the city wall, and the sound of leather shoes had gradually faded away. She breathed a sigh of relief, carried a rope on her back, and like a tanuki, climbed up in a few steps along the convex corners of the city wall, and then tied a large rope to the battlement, and quickly threw the rope off.

The fighters of the special operations battalion are well-trained, especially the 60 people selected. As soon as the rope was thrown down, in the blink of an eye, two warriors climbed up, and they also wore ropes, and quickly tied the ropes to the battlements on the inner side of the city walls, and quickly threw the ropes down.

The warriors went up from this side and down from that side, and down the wall, and fell down at the base of the wall. Except for Han Xing, they all go up and down more neatly. But Han Xing also had full mental preparation, although it took a little effort, it also came up and went down.

The last warrior is in charge of putting away the rope so that it is not discovered by the enemy.

At this time, enemy patrols walked over the walls. That is, using the space of the enemy's patrol, the first commando team of 60 people, the second commando, successfully passed.

As soon as Han Xing saw that the people were in order, he quickly led the two assault teams along the remote alleys and approached the gendarmerie. Not far from this gendarmerie, there lived a brigade of Japanese soldiers, and not far away, a brigade of the puppet army lived. There are also patrolling the streets from time to time with patrolling enemies.

Entering the enemy's gendarmerie can be described as pulling teeth out of the tiger's mouth, and if you are not careful, you may be bitten by a tiger.

Han Xing made a gesture, which means that the second commando team is covering, and the first commando team is on.

The entrance of the Japanese gendarmerie was guarded by four heavily armed Japanese soldiers.

The commander of the first company, Zhang Xiuguan, had already disguised himself at this time, wearing a Japanese military uniform, the rank of second lieutenant of the squad leader, wearing soft fur shoes, and leading three soldiers who were also wearing Japanese military uniforms, and walked slowly from not far away. Because it is an assault rifle, it cannot be held, and it is easy to be seen by the gatekeeper, so it can only be carried behind the gun.

"What the hell, stop?" The Japanese soldiers standing guard shouted in Japanese.

Zhang Xiuguan walked to him unhurriedly, pretending to take out his documents, but he couldn't take them out. A few warriors next to him dispersed, approaching these devils separately, one against the other.

Zhang Xiuguan saw that the fire was coming, and slapped his face at the head of this little devil. As soon as he heard a muffled sound, the little devil fell on his back.

It's not that this little devil's brain is not hard, it's really that Zhang Xiuguan's slap is too hard, and he has practiced iron sand palms. That palm had already been slapped in the iron sand, and it was patted over, so it slapped on this flesh and brain, and it flattened the little devil's head at once.

Those warriors also used a special move, one used a throat lock, and the thumb and index finger of his right hand were stretched out, and the throat and skull of the little devil were crushed at once. This little devil is so painful that he can't shout anymore, he only hurts so much that his hands are dancing wildly, and he can't shout in his mouth.

The warrior stood on his left leg, grabbed the little devil with both hands, and slammed his right knee into his crotch.

This little devil only felt that the little brother between his legs was like an egg yolk, and the yellow was scattered all of a sudden, and it all flowed down.

It hurt so much that he made a sigh in his throat, lay on the ground and kicked his legs, and immediately went to the west to report to his Japanese emperor.

Although those two warriors are not very good at martial arts, they can use knives! With a wave of the dagger, the two little devils only felt a cold swish on their necks, and a stream of hot blood spurted out, and the gas could only go out, not in.

Zhang Xiaosan had already instructed them, to be fast, to be sharp, one move was fatal, and there was no time to entangle with them.

As soon as the four sentry posts were resolved, the four soldiers carried the bodies of the four Japanese soldiers to a corner, and then took their 38 big covers, just like the posture of the Japanese, and stood guard for the special operations battalion.

The first commando team was led by Han Xing, Wang Xiu'e, and Zhang Xiaosan, and quickly pounced.

The second commando, under the leadership of Zhang Xiuguan, the commander of the first company, set up a frame nearby, and was about to fight the enemy who came out of the barracks.

Han Xing's twenty people entered the Devil Gendarmerie, and the Gendarmerie was already in darkness. This gendarmerie has a small building in the middle, and the devils work in the small building during the day, and next to it are rows of bungalows, which are the dormitories of the devils. At this time, the devils were all asleep, and from time to time there was the sound of the devils snoring.

If these barracks devils are not solved, once they wake up, it will be difficult to carry out the rescue work in the office building.

As soon as Han Xing waved his hand, Zhang Xiaosan led more than a dozen people into the devil's first room.

The collective dormitory has the weakness of the collective dormitory, that is, at night it is either this or that to go to the toilet, so the door is not easy to close. Besides, there are guards on duty at the door, so these devils can sleep peacefully.

Zhang Xiaosan touched the door, okay, the door is still open, this is easy to do.

Zhang Xiaosan made a gesture to the back, that is, one person by one, and he was killed with one knife. Why didn't Zhang Xiaosan choose to pinch it? Because pinching the neck is very unsafe, in case you can't die, or the little devil has a lot of energy. If he had turned around, it would have been a hand-to-hand combat again.

There is no time and conditions to fight the little devils in close combat.

Besides, when a person is dying, he can generate a force that exceeds his body several times, and this power is quite terrifying!

Zhang Xiaosan tiptoed into the house one by one, and the soldiers behind him followed one by one. Zhang Xiaosan approached a Japanese soldier in the farthest distance, and the soldiers were also in the same line, one followed the other, all touching the daggers, one against the other.

Zhang Xiaosan made a gesture and slashed hard towards the devil's neck. I saw that the devil's head was tilted, and half of his head fell off in his sleep, and he died without saying a word. Looking at the other fighters, they were also quick shots, one by one, specifically according to the devil's major artery and trachea.

Those who can use knives are all slashed with knives, so why not stab or stab them hard? Because if this bayonet is stabbed down, or stabbed down, it is likely that it will not hurt the vital point, as long as it does not hurt the vital point, as soon as the little devil resists, the entire devil barracks will be alarmed. If you slash down with a knife, it will be different, the arteries and trachea are injured, and he can flutter again, then he will be a wasted person.

Look at these warriors again, there is nothing that is not stained with blood. Some are heavy, with a large piece of body, and some are light, and they are also dotted, like a rain of blood.

When a soldier in a special operations battalion has a good quality in his heart, if he sees blood, he is so frightened that he relieves his hands, then it will be troublesome. Once the enemy turns around, it is quite dangerous.

When Zhang Xiaosan led these people into the second room, it was also relatively smooth. Han Xing saw in the afterglow of the stars, and after a while, they came out, and there were more blood stains on their bodies, as if people who couldn't figure it out thought that they were all injured one by one.

They had not yet entered the third room, but at this moment a devil came out of the fourth room, rubbing his eyes, and came out slowly, and it seemed that his eyes had not yet opened. When he vaguely saw so many people in black in the courtyard, he was also startled. Shouted: "Bearded ......"

Before he finished speaking, the dagger in Zhang Xiaosan's hand had already arrived, and he was stabbed in the heart all of a sudden. The little devil didn't come up in one breath, "plopped", and fell backwards. Zhang Xiaosan grabbed the dagger in his hand, and the blade of this dagger was already all red, dripping with hot blood.

It doesn't matter if he shouts, the devils in this room are alarmed. The house shouted, "Eight-way—"

By this time, it's a matter of time, and it's up to who moves faster. Zhang Xiaosan threw himself into the room at once, and the soldiers behind him also pounced in, only to hear the sound of rustling in the paint in the room for a while. Under the chaotic knives of the soldiers, the little devils were all killed in the blink of an eye.

The movement is too loud, and it is impossible for the little devils in other rooms not to be awakened. The little devils in several rooms shouted in unison: "Eight roads are coming!" "Here comes the beard!" "Hurry up-" "Hurry-" A few little devils rushed out shirtless and rifles.