Yuan Pengfei climbed on the hillside, his eyes glancing over one by one. This group of little devils is not simple, starting with two sidecar motorcycles, each with a heavy machine gun to strafe the slopes on both sides of the hill for fire reconnaissance.

A volley of bullets swept over, frightening everyone to dodge. The bullet hit the yellow earth, sending up a puff of smoke and dust. Most people just felt the horror of a bullet passing through their scalp again.

The second row of the third row of Wang Erdan crawled a little forward, and a bullet opened an eye on his shoulder through the thin layer of soil, and the blood stained his clothes red in the blink of an eye.

Wang Erdan held down the wound while gritting his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound. He knew that if he made a little noise for the enemy to discover, all the hundreds of people in the first battalion would have to be explained here by him.

This is the same situation as the heroic martyrs during the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, although the situation may be slightly different, but their sacrificial spirit in order not to expose the target and affect the overall combat deployment is the same.

Fortunately, this group of devils came and went quickly, and it didn't take long for them to run away. The hygienist hurriedly ran up to bandage Wang Erdan's wound with gauze, and at this time his face was distorted by pain, and he was sweating profusely as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Thinking that he couldn't fight for a while, Yuan Pengfei asked the hygienist to take him to the rear first to settle down, don't lie here and suffer this crime.

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The devil didn't know that there was such a group of Eighth Route Army, like the most seasoned hunters, ambushing on this important road.

And the Eighth Route Army knows very well that the little devils have an ace unit that is good at mountain special operations, and is looking for an opportunity to give them a fatal blow, but they don't know when they will appear.

Yamamoto was born into a fishing village in Toyama Prefecture, and the poverty of his family speaks volumes. His brother, whom he had never met, died of an illness shortly after birth, and he was the only child in the family. But even so, he has never eaten a few full meals since he was a child, because he is too poor.

Japan's national strength is weak and resources are scarce, and it has mobilized the strength of the whole country to develop industry, and in just a few decades it has caught up with the footsteps of the great powers, in addition to sucking blood from the sick giants, it is to oppress the poor people in the country.

Fortunately, the emperor was not a faint person, and the vast number of poor people could maintain their lives, and the country naturally sang and danced peacefully, and there was no problem.

After more than ten years of hard work, Yamamoto Xiaolu has finally become a man. Because of Japan's universal compulsory education, he has a secondary school education, and he does not want his son to inherit his father's business and inherit the fishing boat and drift at sea.

He wants to take the exam of the military police system and become a policeman who eats imperial food, so that he can also give his fiancée, Suzuki Yukina, a better living environment.

It's just the opposite of what happened.

Since the beginning of the invasion war, the Japanese army has won one victory after another, occupying vast territories and plundering countless supplies. These goods were brought back to Japan, benefiting the emperor, nobles, capitalists, and ordinary people.

But this vast territory also needs a large number of soldiers to garrison, and 17 standing divisions are far from enough. As a result, a large number of recruits were carried out in the country, and good seedlings like Yamamoto Oka, who had been trained and were taking the police exam, were also selected.

Bidding farewell to his inspiring family and his affectionate fiancée, he followed the troops to China, a country countless times larger than Japan.

When he first arrived in the army, he was just a worthless private, but with the accumulation of seniority and the continuous expansion of the Japanese army, he walked step by step from the senior soldier to the position of Cao Chang (squad deputy, deputy platoon leader), and also mixed into a sergeant.

Later, because of his fellow villagers, he was brought to the Yamato Soul Commando by Yamamoto Kazuki Daisa, who came to select soldiers.

The country voice is kind, and he is also from his hometown, and Yamamoto Kazuki takes special care of him. In this operation, he sat in the co-pilot of Kazuki Yamamoto, carrying a portable radio on his back and being responsible for communication.

The bumpy dirt roads made people drowsy, the headphones were noisy, and some guys were bored.

Kazuki Yamamoto yelled, "Bastards, these fools, will never understand what radio silence is. ”

Fawn: "Sir, do you need to reprimand them?" ”

Kazuki Yamamoto shook his head and said, "Forget it, maybe it's more realistic." I am sure that all eyes of the Eighth Route Army are on the 4th and 9th Brigades. They don't know anything about our actions. ”

Xiaolu was curious: "Sir, where are we going?" ”

The purpose of this operation was extremely secretive, and the entire assault team was probably only known to Yamamoto Kazuki, and the others were still in the dark.

The little fellow's voice aroused Yamamoto Kazuki's interest, and he suddenly had the idea of ordering this little fellow.

"Your question reminds me of my German teacher, who once asked me," he said. What to do if the rat catches fire and gets into the ammunition depot. What do you say? ”

Yamamoto Xiaolu's thoughts have already flown to his hometown in thousands of miles, and it has been three years since he left his hometown, are his parents okay? You probably don't have to worry about having enough to eat!

What happened to his fiancée Suzuki Yukina, three years have passed, and she has become a big girl, and she has long reached the age when she should get married. I don't know when this damn war will end, and he can use the money he has saved over the years to marry the woman he loves.

Seeing that the fawn didn't answer, Yamamoto Kazuki shouted solemnly: "Hey, I ask you, you have to answer me." ”

Only then did the fawn come back to his senses and muttered, "The rat caught fire and got into the ammunition depot." Interesting, sir! ”

Kazuki Yamamoto: "The correct answer is to ask the cat to chase after it with water in its mouth. ”

The fawn would only repeat: "It's fun to tell the cat to chase after it with water in its mouth, sir." ”

He didn't think of the deep meaning of this at all, Yamamoto Kazuki was nodding him and testing him.

Kazuki Yamamoto is an extremely arrogant guy, and he is also a very intelligent guy. The rat ran to the ammunition depot with a fire in its mouth, and the cat chased after it with water in its mouth.

He likened China to an ammunition depot and the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army to a rat with gunpowder, and saw himself as the cat that could destroy rats. Just destroy the enemy's brains and victory is in control.

It's just that Yamamoto fawn down him and didn't understand what he meant at all. No one understands his pride, but he believes that this operation will create history and add a strong stroke to the glorious history of the Japanese army.

Let his former vulgar colleagues show that he Yamamoto Kazuki is the best soldier, and special operations are also the last straw that determines the balance of victory and defeat.

In a good mood, he looked at the friendship of his fellow villagers, and while driving, he admonished: "I think tomorrow's battle will be extremely cruel and fierce."

Sergeant Deer, no matter what happens, don't be afraid. You can be cowardly now, but not tomorrow.

If you are timid, you can't judge what you can judge, and you can't move your body that can move.

When you shouldn't move, you will move, then the possibility of death is greater, and you are an only child. ”

Xiaolu nodded, "Yes, sir, I won't let you down." ”

He still has parents to support, and his fiancée back home is still waiting for him!

In the evening, several trucks stopped in a wilderness, and then they had to walk over the mountains and through the forest, bypassing the possible places where the Eighth Route Army might be stationed, appearing in front of the head of the Eighth Route Army headquarters and capturing them in one fell swoop.

The commandos lined up in two columns, and in the last quiet hours before the battle, Kazuki Yamamoto would give them a lecture and announce the order for the trip.

"From now on, you are no longer anyone's father, no one's son, no one's friend, and even you are not ordinary soldiers fighting the Japanese Imperial Army, but members of Yamamoto's special forces.

In your hands, the history of our First Army will be rewritten.

The goal, to eliminate the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, eliminate the supreme commander of the Eighth Route Army in North China. Do whatever it takes, go! ”

There was no cheer or cheer, and all the commandos were silent, silently following the team and setting off, climbing the hillside, walking on the ridge, crossing the creek, and through the jungle.

It was night, in a jungle, and before the scouts had returned, Kazuki Yamamoto took out a compass and illuminated it with a flashlight to discern the direction.

After a long time, he beckoned and asked Yamamoto Owka, who was carrying the radio on his back, "The direction is right, right?" ”

Yamamoto Xiaolu: "Sir, the high-power radio station at the Eighth Road Headquarters has been sending out reports, and the signal is getting stronger and stronger, and it can be reached before dawn." ”

When it comes to telecommunications, Yamamoto is extremely confident. The Eighth Route Army would never have imagined that they had developed more advanced detection equipment.

No matter how much the Eighth Route Army hid, the radio signal was as striking as the moonlight in the night, and it was only a matter of time before they were found.

After confirming that the direction was correct, Kazuki Yamamoto was extremely happy. Get it right, and the operation is half the battle. The other half is to take out the results of the battle and slap those who look down on him in the face.

He said: "That's right, you ask, where is the battlefield observation group, and you must not let them get too close!" ”

Kazuki Yamamoto was not very friendly to this observation group, he felt that it was completely a group of arrogant laymen, and let them observe the biggest failure of this trip.

Not only will they be unable to do anything to help, but they will also add unnecessary risks to the operation. It's best to let them stay at headquarters honestly and listen to the news.

He, Kazuki Yamamoto, would naturally take the head of the enemy leader and give them insight.

The reconnaissance soldiers had returned, signaling safety.

Kazuki Yamamoto waved his hand and led the team to set off.