Chapter 1192: Decapitation
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Chapter 1192: Decapitation
December 29, 4 a.m., Xilin Gol League, Baylor Province. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The moon on the 16th day of the lunar calendar hangs high in the sky, reflecting everything on the earth in a snow-white landscape, and the wide glazed tiles of the main hall of Baylor Mansion are hung with strips of drooping ice cubes, emitting a hazy silver luster.
There was silence in the courtyard, the vermilion carved gate and a curtain of colorful woolen carpets hung outside, two guards of the king of Germany wrapped in wolf skin jackets and fur fur, swimming back and forth, hearing the messy footsteps coming from the door, the two looked at each other, lazily unveiled the colorful carpet as the door curtain, half of the door soon opened, a big man wearing a fleece sheepskin coat and a bare head melon stumbled out, under the playful gaze of the two guards, one tall and one short foot walked into the courtyard, trembling and pulling open the leather jacket, Loosening the belt of his trousers, groping and pulling out the second child, a light hot mist suddenly came out with the sound of rushing water, accompanied by the happy humming of the big man and spread far away.
The two Mongolian guards grinned, this was the third time that the drunken brigade commander of the "Great Han Righteous Army" had run out to pee everywhere. It seems that this rude-looking Han brigade commander still knows a little bit of the rules, and knows the nobility of Baylor Mansion, where the floor of the carved beams and paintings is all covered with woolen blankets, so he does not dare to come nonsense like in his own home.
Yesterday evening, King De and the head of the Japanese secret service Morishima Kakufang feasted on more than 10 Han army generals, and when they were halfway through drinking, King De and Sheng Dao Kakufang received the news and immediately led the guards and drove to the Sifang City 50 kilometers east overnight. The Japanese instructors, who were strict and harsh by nature, had not allowed everyone to drink happily for a long time, and the officers and men of the Mongolian-Han Alliance, who loved to drink, complained about this and complained all the time, where would they miss such a good opportunity to drink bitterly?
Fu Zuoyi's Jin Sui Army and Chiang Kai-shek's Central Army were far away from 100 kilometers, because the weather was cold, lack of food and clothing, and the main forces of their departments had to retreat to the west of Pingdiquan (now Ulanqab) to the west of Erenhot, and there were three divisions of the Mongolian Army and two divisions of the Han Righteous Army in the middle. There were 78,000 Mongol-Han troops stationed there.
The drunken and rude brigade commander swayed his body, but his heart was like a mirror, at this moment he was very sorry in his heart, and he was also very nervous, the main target King De and the head of the Japanese secret service Morishima Kakuyoshi, the sudden departure, it was too late to tell the Anjia Army raiding troops that were about to fly from the sky, and in the poorly defended Baylor Mansion, now only Yin Baoshan, the leader of the traitor armed forces wanted by the Nanjing Central Government, and Song Zhicai, the deputy commander of the Han Righteous Army, who replaced Wang Shouxin who went to the meeting of the Japanese army headquarters in Tianjin, and other twelve division and brigade commanders, and more than a dozen Mongolian generals and colonels such as the cavalry division commander Ge Rili and the infantry division commander Muke Debao of the German and puppet Mongolian government forces.
The brigade commander burped loudly after peeing, looked up at the hazy sky, spat out thick phlegm, tightened his trouser belt, walked back, climbed the three steps, came to the two stout Mongolian guards, stopped for a moment, took out a pack of Japanese cigarettes and smoked two.
The two guards waved their hands one after another, and one of them took out an eight-inch-long dry tobacco pouch from his belt, shook it in front of the brigade commander, and filled it with pungent Mohe tobacco with great interest.
The brigade commander shook his head in surprise, gave a thumbs up to the smoking guard, then burped again, walked into the room, walked to the royal blue stool and sat down, lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, looked at the two wax torches as thick as children's arms on the middle desk in a daze, and only took out his pocket watch for a while, glanced closer to the candlelight, and quietly stood up and walked to the side bedroom with nothing to do.
The brigade commander took advantage of the candlelight in the room to glance at several traitor colleagues sleeping on the hot and soft couch, and then at a long couch opposite, and listened intently to the thunderous snoring of the Mongolian generals from the bedroom of the Japanese instructor and the west hall next door, sighed slightly, and calculated nervously: In ten minutes, the bonfire on the grass of Usente Geller, six kilometers southwest of the city, should be lit, right?
At 4:20 a.m., at an altitude of 30 kilometers southwest of Xilin Gol, an AN5 military transport plane advanced lonely at cruising speed. In the engine room, the 27 special elites of the "Blue Fox Brigade" checked their outfits for the last time, fastened their umbrella buckles, and then methodically checked their weapons and equipment and ammunition under the sound of the navigator's briefing.
In the front cabin, Lieutenant Colonel Tuchel, whose face was painted with black and green oil paint, fixed the drum, lovingly wiped the dark and shiny Zhongzheng Type 3 general-purpose machine gun, and whispered to Ouyang Jian, the captain of the group, in a rather awkward Chinese:
"Ouyang, I really don't understand how you came up with the idea of improving our MG34 type, although this gun uses a lot of stamping technology, simplifies the structure, and reduces the weight by 3.5 kilograms, but the barrel is also shorter by more than ten centimeters, sacrificing the rate of fire and range, is it worth it? Also, the butt has also changed, using the Yankee's 7.62 caliber system, which ...... It's awkward to use, don't you feel it? β
Ouyang Jian grinned, revealing a mouth full of white teeth: "Old Tu, this is made for our squadron, not for your German army, so it will naturally change." Of course, you like your own MG34 type, but MG34 weighs more than 12 kilograms and is 121 centimeters long, and our improved model is only 112 centimeters, not counting the drum only 8.5 kilograms, which is more suitable for us to use. Your team members have been using it for almost a year, don't they all praise our improved general-purpose machine gun for its simple construction and reliable performance? The low rate of fire can prolong the barrel replacement cycle, not to mention the effective firing range of up to 800 meters, which is not low, and the accuracy is 20 percent higher than that of the imported MG34 model. β
"This ...... It's true, but I don't know why, I'm always not used to it, and I feel that the power has dropped a lot, and only the delicate alloy tripod in front that can be contracted is worth learning from. Tuchel laughed.
Ouyang Jian didn't care: "Even so, the overall performance is much stronger than the Czech Type 26 machine gun and the Japanese crooked handle machine gun, right?" β
"That's true, but, yes...... The red light is out! Tuchel put away his smile and went into a state of readiness.
The yellow light turned on, the navigator shouted a one-minute order to prepare, and the twenty-nine special combat personnel slowly stood up and prepared to parachute under the technician's command:
"Brothers, there are still twenty seconds to prepare, the current altitude is four thousand meters, the ground visibility is very good, the wind is about two levels, the intelligence shows that there is a flat grass below, I wish the brothers success! Ninety minutes later, five Junkers planes will be waiting there...... Good! When you arrive, when you get out of the cabin, please keep an eye on the two campfires below, and go! β
One by one, the black shadow fish jumped out of the cabin, and when they descended to the airspace at 700 meters, white umbrella flowers bloomed in bunches and slowly landed.
By this time, the transport plane had already gained altitude and turned to fly south, where it quickly disappeared in the night.
On the ground, the special combat team members who landed safely quickly unbuckled, skillfully rolled up the parachute, and were concentrated, divided into two teams, and the team members who came out to contact quickly pulled a tall thin man wearing a flipped yellow military coat, Ouyang Jian stepped forward and the tall and thin man exchanged codes, shook hands warmly, and soon galloped to the northeast quickly under the guidance of the man.
5:20 a.m., Baylor House.
The rude-looking brigade commander stuffed all the weapons he had quietly collected under the couch, stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead, carefully checked the Browning pistol, quickly inserted it into his waist, took a deep breath, put on his coat, carefully walked out of the bedroom, opened half the door after coming to the main hall door, nodded to the two Mongolian guards who looked at it together, took out a cigarette, lit it and took a few puffs: "Brother, I was sleeping in a daze just now, and I seemed to hear the sound of an airplane, right?" β
The slightly shorter guard was suspicious and nodded: "Well, it seems that there is, it flew to the south, it is estimated that it is the reconnaissance plane of the imperial army, I heard our regiment commander say, yesterday the An Jiajun in central North China suddenly dispatched two divisions to conduct exercises, and the planes in the sky flew in groups to show off their might over Tianjin and Beiping, and the imperial army was very annoyed, and it will definitely take revenge today." β
The brigade commander exhaled smoke and looked abrupt: "No wonder...... Alas, what about your regimental commander? Why didn't you see him last night? β
"Our regiment commander took a battalion of men and horses to escort King De and Morishima Dazuo to Sifang City, it is estimated that it will not be back until noon, I heard that the imperial army of Fengtian City is coming to inspect, it is not good to protect it...... Hey? There seems to be a team of people coming from outside the courtyard, which part is it that came so early? β
The guards heard the sound of "chirping" on the snow outside, and immediately looked out vigilantly, and the guards on the side subconsciously put their hands on the handle of the gun on their waists and walked to the steps to take a look.
Where would the brigade commander give up this rare disembarkation opportunity? Immediately pulled out the dagger, waved it suddenly, only to hear the sound of "poof", the seven-inch-long sharp blade all pierced into the head of the slightly taller guard, and before the slightly shorter guard could react, the brigade commander had already pounced, and his strong arm was like half of an iron hoop, clamping the guard's huge head. I saw the brigade commander's waist flip over, and suddenly exert force, and the sound of a broken cervical vertebra sounded, the brigade commander lay down, pushed away the convulsive body in his arms and climbed up, quickly dragged the body to the bottom of the steps, took out a flashlight and turned it on, and drew two circles to the team walking towards the gate.
A pillar of light shot out from the team a hundred meters away, drawing a cross and extinguishing it immediately, the brigade commander endured the surprise in his heart, turned on the flashlight again, three times in a row, and sent out a bright and dark signal.
The team in the distance immediately accelerated, rushed into the courtyard quickly, and came to the brigade commander, who pointed to all directions in the room with gestures, and saw the two big men with oil paint on their faces nodding in unison, and immediately turned around and removed the carpet on the door, pulled out the sharp blade that wiped away the bloodstains, and rushed into the main hall with two teams of men and horses.
More than 20 people rushed into the middle hall and the left and right side halls in a blink of an eye, only to hear the "poof" gunshots, accompanied by the heavy hitting sound, constantly sounded, and the occasional half-muffled hum came out briefly, but there was no follow-up, messy footsteps, heavy breathing, but more clearly.
Eight minutes later, seven sturdy special operators rushed out, each surrounded by a muffler-mounted pistol and a teammate with a submachine gun on their backs.
The brigade commander who followed out came to the courtyard, and saw that the four special team members were hanging disc-shaped objects at the door and window of the left and right wings, and immediately realized that this was the legendary anti-infantry mine, so frightened that he followed Ouyang Jian's side closely, and did not dare to lag behind, and in the blink of an eye, the whole team of people and horses had rushed out of the courtyard gate, automatically divided into two teams, and rushed to the southwest.
After running three or four miles, the brigade commander was already panting like a cow and his legs were heavy, but looking at the special team members who were carrying people like madmen in front of him, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and rush forward as best he could.
When passing by the inspection post, the brigade commander saw the three corpses lying horizontally outside the gate of the outpost, and then looked at the barracks behind the outpost that was still closed, and could not help but sigh sincerely at the elusive attacks and cruel methods of the elite of the An Jia Army.
Suddenly, three miles ahead, there was a sudden roar of airplanes, more and more, louder and louder, and finally woke up the sleeping Mongolian soldiers in the camp behind the checkpoint, and the exclamations and shouts boiled, followed by a series of explosions.
The brigade commander, who was already running to death, stopped, looked back with difficulty, and saw thick smoke and flames billowing from the camp two miles behind him, and there was no trace of the original checkpoint.
Seeing the brigade commander bending over, he was so tired that he was panting, one of them quickly approached, threw the submachine gun on his chest behind him, laughed and said, "Don't move, brother", carried the brigade commander weighing more than 160 pounds, and ran wildly, and the other three team members broke off vigilantly and followed.
The brigade commander who was dizzy didn't know what was going on, so he was dragged away from the big man's shoulders by four big hands, he opened his eyes, took a closer look, and found that he had arrived in the cabin of the plane, and the loud sound of the aircraft propeller made his eardrums tingle.
The tall and thin man sitting opposite to guide the special elite operation grabbed the brigade commander's hand, pasted it up, and said loudly with joy: "Brother Tiezhu, five planes!" There were five ...... at once."
The plane suddenly slid up and threw the tall and thin man into the arms of the brigade commander, who hurriedly hugged the tall and thin man and looked in surprise at the snow outside the hatch that was flying backwards faster and faster:
"Fourth, big brother, it's the first time I've taken a plane...... Ah.......h
The nose of the plane jerked up off the ground, roaring upward, a biting cold wind pouring in from outside the hatch. Ouyang Jian, who was sitting at the door of the cabin, closed the cabin door hard, looked at the frightened brigade commander, laughed, and the five team members behind the brigade commander also laughed in unison.
The brigade commander swallowed hard, grabbed the fixed handle above, and asked loudly: "Sir, where are we flying here?" β
"Fly to Taiyuan first, fill up the fuel and fly straight to southern Sichuan!" Ouyang Jian replied loudly.
"Huh? Ah......h
The brigade commander looked at Ouyang Jian in shock.
A big man sitting next to Ouyang Jian took off his steel helmet, revealing a short blond hair, the brigade commander and Xiao Si looked at him in surprise, the big blond man smiled happily, put down the steel helmet, stretched out his big hand with tactical gloves, and greeted him cordially: "What a howl!" I'll hand over to Herris, hate and throw you to death! β
"Oh my God! Foreignerβ"
"Hahahaha-"