After the helicopter group arrived in the target airspace, Huang Zheng gave the order, and the helicopter group began to descend in altitude. At this time, the huge roar also attracted the attention of the ground anti-aircraft fire, and the Japanese twin anti-aircraft guns rattled and clicked, and a series of tracer bullets streaked through the air, and then made a parabolic fall.

"Guys! Here we go. Huang Zheng gave the order to attack, and then he pulled up the joystick, and the fuselage of the "Hummingbird" rose sideways, and then flew in a northeast direction.

Flying at night was also a big challenge for them, but the moon was big and bright enough tonight, and the impact on flying was a little less.

Under the moonlight, the outlines of some buildings were faintly visible, and according to the prior reconnaissance marking, this was the camp area belonging to the Japanese army.

Hummingbirds flew over the camps, and the air* they carried was dropped, followed by a burst of fire on the ground. The Japanese officers and soldiers who were sleeping thought that they had encountered an air raid by bombers, and they fled in a hurry and prepared to hide in the air-raid shelter, but they were caught by the helicopter group judging here, and several Gatling machine guns poured out bullets like a scoop, and the vehicles and personnel running on the ground were under this high-intensity suppression, and became nowhere to hide.

"You try!" Machine gunner Zhu Fucai turned his body to the side and asked Wu Dengwen, who was sitting in the back row with him, to try this feeling.

Wu Dengwen cautiously rowed over, held Gatling and pulled the trigger, and suddenly the bullets rained down, and the yellow and clear bullet casings were scattered in an iron box next to him, making a ping-pong sound.

This is no longer a war, it is a completely asymmetrical torture, because after the few anti-aircraft fires of the Japanese army were knocked out, they had no power to fight back, and the angry Japanese army could only pick up the Type 38 rifle in their hands and shoot into the sky, but these were to no avail.

Soon, the special attack group opened up a landing area and guided the transport helicopters behind to land slowly. When the transport helicopter landed, Huang Zheng said to Zhu Jingxing in the earpiece: "Man, it's up to you!" Remember, half an hour, half an hour later we will be back immediately. ”

"Understood!" Zhu Jingxing's calm voice came from the earpiece.

"Also, our plane can't bring too many people, so officers below Zhongzuo don't need to bring it, as for what to do, it's up to you to decide." Huang Zheng said briskly.

"No problem, I promise to send them to the emperor!" Zhu Jingxing also laughed.

When Wu Dengwen was surprised what they were going to do, Huang Zheng had already pulled up the helicopter and flew towards the periphery.

Through the flight window, he saw the landing area not far away, where several transport helicopters were hovering in the air only more than 10 meters in the air, and the officers and men of the special service company led by Zhu Jingxing slid down from a thick cable, and then formed a battle formation and rushed towards a target.

"Are you planning to capture Kawabe Shozo alive?" Wu Dengwen was surprised, he saw that Huang Zheng did not understand, so he said it again in broken Chinese.

Huang Zheng gave him a thumbs up, meaning that he guessed correctly. "Since you're here, why don't you take something with you?"

Wu Tengwen thought it was incredible for him to have this bold idea, what kind of character was Shozo Riverside? The Supreme Commander of the Japanese Army's Southern Front Army in Burma, the difficulty of capturing him alive can be imagined, I am afraid that many opponents don't even dare to think about it, but I didn't expect this group of people to really carry it out.

Let's see how well they implement it.

Wu Dengwen sat in Huang Zheng's helicopter and flew towards the periphery of Wallai.

The main purpose of these helicopters circling around the perimeter of Volley was to knock out the Japanese reinforcements and buy valuable time for the special battalions on the ground to attack.

It has to be said that this method is very effective, the convoy of a light infantry brigade of the Japanese army is about to move towards this side, several helicopters are galloping, several machine guns and Gatling guns are firing at the same time, and the ten rounds of jams covered in canvas are suddenly beaten on their backs, and the reinforcements have suffered a lot of casualties and have to give up support.

The situation on the other roads was similar to these, and the periphery of Volley had been surrounded by these air cavalry into a dead city, and there was no way to enter it, and the Japanese troops outside had to stare dryly.

Later, the Japanese simply suspended their support, and their commanders believed that the helicopter units of the expeditionary force could only carry out air strikes, and that the Japanese high command structure in Wallai had been transferred to underground bunkers and did not have to think about these difficulties at all.

But what they never expected was that in addition to this helicopter gunship, there was also a helicopter dedicated to transporting troops that had already been put into the battlefield and was dropped not far from the vicinity of Volais.

……

Zhu Jingxing led a team of less than 100 people, under the cover of the helicopter gunship, and began to touch the place where Zhengsan was hiding by the river.

The unit was divided into five combat groups, each of which consisted of about twenty men, a clear American*, plus a bazooka driver, a light machine gunner, and, of course, half of the officers and men carried a rifle with the barrel sawn off.

The firepower of such a combat group can be said to be the highest among the troops of the same period, and each combat group has a team leader to command, and the commander-in-chief on the ground is Zhu Jingxing himself.

Now their team leader has three photos in his pocket, one of which is Kawabe Shozo, the top commander of the Japanese Burma Front.

The house in Wollai is a typical Burmese building, with narrow roads and bamboo as the main material, and the building is generally divided into two floors, the upper floor is used for people, and the lower floor is used for raising pigs.

These brought innate convenience to Zhu Jingxing's sneak attack. After Zhu Jingxing led the team to kill a group of Japanese soldiers, he immediately got under these bamboo buildings.

According to the pre-design, they will run to a Japanese headquarters building in the center of Wallai, because it is the place where the Japanese army command and rest high-level.

However, after walking a little, Zhu Jingxing felt that something was not quite right, he walked over to the guide and asked, "Are there any buildings like air-raid shelters around here?" ”

The guide, a Burmese local, thought for a moment and said, "There are bomb shelters in the northwest corner of Wolai, but there are no such things in other places. ”

Hu Liqun leaned over and frowned, "Head, you mean we change the target now?" ”

Zhu Jingxing nodded, "Just now we mainly carried out air strikes, and now the helicopter gunships have not been evacuated. Kawabe Shozo and the others are all senior generals of the Japanese army, and at this time, for safety reasons, they will definitely not continue to stay at the headquarters, because the headquarters is a bamboo and wood building, and once it is attacked, it is easy to catch fire, and the mortality rate will be very high. If it were me, I would go to the bomb shelter. ”

Hu Liqun nodded, "Reasonable, but not overbearing, let's change the target now, if it's a mistake......"

"Don't get in the way, war is ever-changing, and it can't all come exactly according to what was predetermined. Now the groups were ordered to abandon the attack on the Japanese headquarters and concentrate on the bomb shelters in the northwest area of Wallai. ”

The guide showed the location of the bomb shelter on the map, and then led them to run towards the bomb shelter.

They moved down the bamboo slab building, where there was mud and animal droppings, and the smell of fishy water came to their faces, and all kinds of cow feces and flies were also black, like bursts of birds and beasts.

Sometimes, they could hear the chaotic pigskin shoes of the Japanese soldiers on the bamboo slab floor, and it was clear that the Japanese troops were urgently mobilizing.

The helicopter raid just now caused a lot of fire in many places here, and the bamboo burned and crackled continuously. Some local women and children ran out of the house, sitting there crying helplessly, while a few men carried buckets of water everywhere.

The Japanese soldiers hurried by, savagely grabbed them, scolded and beat them, and then stepped on motorcycles and sped away.

When he was walking towards the front, the sharp soldier Da Zhuang suddenly clenched his right hand into a fist to signal everyone to stop advancing, Zhu Jingxing walked forward quickly, only to see that under the low bamboo building, there were people huddled who didn't know how many.

Through the night light, Zhu Jingxing carefully looked at the group of shivering people, their faces were covered with mud, their thin clothes were already covered with mud and feces here, they were huddled together and shivering, their eyes were full of horror.

"Who are they? Why is it here? After Zhu Jingxing said something to the guide, the guide came over and asked in a low voice.

The girl's nervousness eased a little when she heard that she was not Japanese, and she said that they were all local girls, and that their homes had just been bombed, and now they were hiding here to avoid the Japanese and shells.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Jingxing felt pity, no matter when, the war brought endless casualties and suffering to the people, and they were also the biggest victims of the war.

"Is there water and canned food?" Zhu Jingxing took out a raincoat from his backpack and handed it to a girl in the front, who took it after a timid look.

Zhu Jingxing handed over the can and kettle again, he had pried the can open, and after the girl saw it, she first took it to her nose and sniffed it, and then gobbled it up.

Hu Liqun and the others also handed them the raincoats and canned food on their bodies. The girls began to gobble up.

"Tell them to find a safe and clean place to hide after eating, and tell them that the war will soon be over!" Zhu Jingxing said to the guide.

After the guide whispered this, the girls nodded in resignation, still eating canned beef in their mouths.

"Let's go, let's go!" Zhu Jingxing waved his hand, and the team continued to march under the mud, and they were getting closer and closer to the riverside Zhengsan.