There was no error in the judgment of the statement, the other party was a special team disguised by the Japanese army, and at this time on the eastern front of Nanjing, there were still seven action teams like them that had infiltrated the hinterland of China, and the number of people in each team was about ten people.

The purpose of their infiltration here today is precisely the Yangzhuang Airport and the headquarters of the 15th Group Army, and they are all from a secret special unit of the Japanese army, the Mainland Advance Team.

The commander of the operation was Shutaro Ono, the sergeant who spoke to the statement. His rank is not as low as a sergeant, his real rank is that of a major sergeant.

Like most members of the "Mainland Advance Team", Ono Shutaro graduated from the Japanese Army's Nakano School in his early years, where they were targeted for Chinese imitation training.

Shutaro Ono was naturally one of the best students. During his graduation internship, he was also sent to the docks in Shanghai, China, where he was mixed with a group of Chinese as a coolie for more than ten days, and not only did no one find out that he was Japanese, but he also became friends with many coolies.

Of course, to do all this, in addition to his superb linguistic talent, Shutaro Ono is also good at observing. After Shutaro Ono came to China, he did not immediately mix with Chinese, but secretly observed the real life conditions of the coolies for several days.

After a few days of covert observation, he discovered that many of the Chinese coolies wore shorts and shirts, were unhygienic, and liked to drink, gamble, and visit inferior brothels. In contrast to these details, Shutaro Ono imitated many details and successfully blended into the Chinese.

On this mission, he pretended to be a Wehrmacht sergeant, and he knew that most of the Chinese non-commissioned officers liked to smoke dry tobacco pouches and dirty lice, which he used flexibly.

Like Shutaro Ono, the members of his mainland advance team not only speak fluent Chinese, but also speak a local dialect, and are no different from Chinese in many habits such as food.

At this time, after traveling more than ten miles to the northwest, Shutaro Ono and his team found a village. Perhaps because the village is so small, the map does not show its existence.

"Squad leader, there's a village ahead, should we go in and eat something before leaving?" A subordinate suggested with a wicked smile.

Shutaro Ono glanced at the watch hidden in his pocket, checked the time, and then said, "There's still plenty of time, let's go in and find something to eat." ”

Under the cover of night, this Jiangnan village has fallen asleep. In fact, the village has been moved away, and only some old people who are reluctant to leave are still here.

Shutaro Ono and his entourage walked into the village, and when they arrived at the door of a house, they began to knock on the door.

"Fellow, fellow! We are from the front line of Jurong, passing by here to find something to eat. A Japanese soldier shouted at the door in proficient Chinese.

The people inside had apparently fallen asleep, and after hearing this shout, they should have gotten up again. Through the window, they saw that the kerosene lamp in the house was on.

After a while, an old man in a padded jacket walked over. With a creak, the door flashed open.

The old man looked Ono Shutaro and his party up and down, and saw that they were all wearing the uniforms of the Chinese army, and they were smiling, so he opened the door and said, "Come in!" ”

Shutaro Ono pushed the door in, and the old man led a few people to the hall to sit down, and after asking warmly, he said, "Which unit are the old men from?" ”

Ono Shutaro smiled and said, "Uncle, we are from the 15th Army in front, and we are going to carry out the mission tonight." After running for a day without eating, we want to come here to borrow some stove to use, we have our own dry food. ”

When the old man heard that it was a unit from the front line, he hurriedly said, "No, no." We have rice and meat at home, you can wait a while. ”

As he spoke, the old man went into the inner room and shouted, "Old woman, get up quickly." Kill our chicken and cook it for the chiefs. ”

When the old woman heard this, she was anxious: "That chicken is for the grandson to lay eggs to eat, what did you kill it and eat the grandson?" ”

"It's okay, I'll buy another one in a few days." The old man went outside and caught a hen in the chicken coop, and then took out a kitchen knife from the kitchen, only to hear the clucking of the hen, and then he killed the chicken three times and five by two.

The old woman also got up, she washed rice from the rice bowl and cooked on the fire, and after a while, the small courtyard was filled with the tempting smell of chicken and rice.

The little grandson also woke up at this time, and after smelling the aroma of chicken, he babbled and cried for some chicken. The old man had no choice but to pick up two chicken ribs and half a bowl of rice and let him go into the house to eat.

After the rice was ready, the old man beckoned Shutaro Ono and his group to eat. Naturally, this group of devils will not be polite, and they will eat around the pot.

"Slow down, we'll do it again if it's not enough." The old man said with a smile.

The day's fatigue had already made Shutaro Ono and his gang sleepy, and in the face of fragrant chicken and rice, they didn't even care about pretending at this moment, and they all feasted on it.

"I said that kid, why don't you use a bowl to eat, why do you like to eat it into a rice ball?" The old man saw that one of the small-eyed "warriors" liked to knead rice balls, so he couldn't help but ask.

The small-eyed Japanese soldier and Ono glanced at each other, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, he moved a few steps forward and walked to the old man, and said with a smile: "Because, because of this!" ”

When he said this, the small-eyed Japanese soldier suddenly pulled out a bayonet from his waist and plunged it into the old man's chest.

The old woman was walking in with a bowl, and she couldn't help but be startled when she saw this scene, the bowl in her hand fell to the ground with a snap, and the Japanese soldier next to her was about to make a move, but Ono stopped him.

"Kill his grandson and leave him behind." Ono said with a smile on his face.

Hearing him say this, a Japanese soldier standing outside immediately went into the house and took out his grandson, who was only seven years old. As soon as the old woman shouted, the Japanese soldier raised the child with one hand and stabbed him with a bayonet.

When the old woman saw it, she wailed, and fainted in anger.

"Let's go, let's go to the meeting point." Shutaro Ono ordered.

"Why don't you kill this old woman?" A Japanese soldier asked.

Shutaro Ono pointed to the military uniforms on their bodies and said, "Now we are the Shina government army, and when this old woman wakes up, she will tell the people around her that the Shina government army killed his old man and grandson." ”

"Roar!" Everyone around laughed.

After the group cleaned up, they immediately marched to the assembly point of Yangzhuang. There, they will join up with six other teams.

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An hour after the Japanese special forces had mixed into the rear, it was stated that their party had arrived at the village. Along the way, the people who went to the 88th Division to report and the 15th Group Army to inform them all gave feedback one after another, and the 88th Division had agreed to his temporary change request, but the 15th Group Army did not respond.

Yes, there is no exchange of fire with people here, and there is no contact with them, so it is impossible for people to send a large number of troops to find them just based on your judgment, right? The 88th Division agreed to his request, and it was completely the special service battalion commander who gave a statement of face, and in fact, he didn't believe that any Japanese spies had mixed in.

The worst estimate came up. The statement frowned, he knew that it was impossible to launch a large number of troops to search for him, and for now he had to rely on themselves.

"Attention all! Follow the direction towards Yangzhuang. After stating the order, the brethren began a rapid march.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, the statement and a group of people rushed to a place more than ten miles away from Yangzhuang. At this time, the continuous long march had made everyone sleepy. The statement did not dare to order everyone to stop and rest, so he had to slow down the march.

"There's a village up ahead, let's go over there and ask for some water. The brethren's kettles were empty, and there was no water to be drawn all the way. Juan Fu suggested.

Statement nodded, he knew that they should have arrived at the supply area at the scheduled time before, and now that it had been so long, it was time to get some water.

When they arrived at the village, they went to knock on the door but no one answered.

"What's going on? Why is there no one? "The statement was a little incomprehensible and felt a little unusual.

"I guess it's all gone. Jurong's side was mobilized and transferred more than a month ago, and now most of the villages are empty. Hu Anfu said, walking to a well and preparing to fetch water.

Fortunately, the wells in the village were all outside, so there was no need to disturb the people in the house, so they went to fetch water one by one. It's also a statement to think about it, anyway, I left after fetching water, so I didn't think much about it.

Just as they were about to leave after fetching water, two dazzling lights came from the road outside. The statement squinted at what looked like a passing military truck.

"Platoon commander, do you see a truck coming over there?" Hu Anfu asked, pointing to the source of the light.

"I think so, but I don't know where to go? If you go to the direction of Yangzhuang, let's take a ride. The statement laughed.

As soon as they heard that they could hitchhike, the officers and men were happy, after all, no one wanted to march in this freezing cold.

"Platoon Commander Hu, wave your hand!"

"Yes!" After the statement was ordered, Ju Anfu waved at the truck with a loud voice: "Hey! Stop! Over here! ”

Juanfu's wave seemed to work, and the trucks were heading towards them. When they got closer, they found that it was not only a truck driving on the opposite side, but also a Huanghe jeep and several motorcycles, all of which were sitting officers and soldiers wearing steel helmets.

"Looks like a transferred brother unit." The statement said happily. The convoy had already reached them, and the speed had slowed down, crunch! The truck at the front stopped.

"Hey, which part of you are there?" Before the statement could be finished, dozens of officers and soldiers jumped out of the trucks and motorcycles, and they quickly swung away, surrounded them, and then pulled the bolt of the gun with a bang, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at them.