1:30 a.m

The building that the entire barracks refused to defend suddenly turned into a monster that seemed to breathe fire.

Both long and short guns were desperately firing at the Japanese front.

"What the hell are they going to do, are they going to run?"

The news was reported to Rear Admiral Isamu Kumagawa, who was in command here.

At this moment, this major general, Mr. General, did not relax like a victor and drank a little wine or something.

In his dimly lit headquarters, he frowned at the operational map with staff signs and various symbols in front of him.

His marines, up to nine thousand people, were scattered at the moment by various small targets.

Most of the people were scattered to watch the intersections, both to prevent a sneak attack and to limit the movement of the Chinese army.

Listening to the news reported by his subordinates over the phone, he shook his head with thick eyebrows and deep locks,

"No, it's not about running away, you can use wounded soldiers as death squads, these guys won't run away so easily. Besides......"

Speaking of "besides," he pondered the reports of the people below some time ago, and it seemed that there were specialized snipers on the other side.

Not only that, but his equipment was rather bizarre, and orders were heard in German during the battle.

It is not surprising that the presence of people from the German officer corps on the battlefield of Songhu was not a strange thing.

The base camp also protested to the Germans, but the arrogant Germans probably didn't care.

Now he had sent a large group of Marines to besiege him, but the Chinese troops had occupied the fortified buildings and fought to the death.

It is said that there are not many Chinese troops on the entire battlefield, and retreat or escape is the only correct choice.

But what are they doing, who will fire wildly to attract the enemy's attention before fleeing.

This violates the most basic tactical principles, unless ......

"Tell the commander of the siege Funagi Osa to be careful of the enemy's sneak attack, I think they want to do something sneaky."

The staff officers under him looked at the general in amazement, not understanding why he had come to this judgment.

At present, the entire battlefield has completely collapsed, except for some remnants. There were even at least more than 300 abandoned wounded at a wounded depot site.

This incident made the Japanese officers look down on the Chinese army even more, and what stupid officer would not understand the importance of veterans.

Although the combat capability of the Chinese troops that the Germans helped train is still in the past, their logistics are simply a mess.

In the time of a comprehensive retreat, how capable can some defeated soldiers be sneaky?

"Huh?"

Seeing his subordinates holding the phone, not knowing what to think there, Kumagawa snorted sternly in his nose.

"Hi"

Without management and understanding, the staff officer immediately shook the handle and told the enemy about the possible sneaky actions of the enemy.

The adjutant on the other end of the phone relayed the message to Funagi Daisa.

Sneaky...... What do they want to do? ”

Picking up the binoculars, Funagi Osa looked at the building that looked like a Christmas tree decorated with gunfire, and his heart swelled with unease.

He did not dare to report some of his men's discoveries to Major General Kumagawa.

According to front-line soldiers, a monster that looked like a Western "werewolf" was in that building.

It is almost half as tall as a person, holding a Chinese-style "mourning stick".

Not only is it covered with long hair, but it even has a long red tongue.

And it never appears where there is light, but it can reach out its claws from any shadow.

As a Marine Corps, of course, he didn't believe these weird reports. secretly analyzed in his heart, the biggest possibility is that he is a Chinese martial arts master, wearing stilts and pretending to be a ghost.

"Be careful, the people of China may have to sneak up or escape."

When he gave the order in a deep voice, although the current situation in his heart was indeed more like using firepower to cover someone's covert actions.

But having read "The Art of War", he guessed that this was a trick.

Let everyone think that there is a covert operation, but in fact they are secretly running away.

"As the saying goes, if you can show what you can't, if you use it and don't show it, the possibility of a sneak attack is not very likely to be a breakthrough."

But no matter what they thought, the action team led by Zhang Sixing had quietly set off.

Each led a column of his own ten-person team, and everyone wanted to find Zhang Sixing's figure on the battlefield.

However, as soon as the chief Zhang went out, he disappeared without a sound.

"It's not going to be a run for a child."

There were soldiers who muttered quietly.

"Which one speaks, and the head doesn't want anymore?"

lowered his voice, and Li Jixian's angry rebuke came.

Han Lin, who has been observing Zhang Sixing's whereabouts. Raul, put down the binoculars and bowed his tall body to Li Jixian.

Two blue eyes glared at him, and then pointed their fingers at his mouth like daggers, pulling sideways.

His fierce expression was not like a muzzle, but like he was wiping his neck.

But Li Jixian didn't dare to laugh, because this thing had just slapped his "mushroom head" and slapped him hard.

Whole their own "mushroom head", learn just Hansen. Raul's appearance came to the soldier who spoke.

first viciously abused him with his eyes a hundred times, a hundred times, and then used his hand on his "mushroom head" to knock on the "dong dong" sound.

At this time, Hansen. Raul ran back and kicked him in the ass.

Then two fingers in the shape of eagle claws, pointed fiercely at his eyes, and then pointed at the battlefield.

In the same way, Li Jixian wanted to laugh, but that action was to let himself observe, and he clearly wanted to pick out his eyes.

Still, he couldn't laugh, because of Hansen. Raul's fingers saw an incredible scene.

The Japanese stronghold, which had just opened fire on the building, was completely silent.

Then, from the shot hole where the tongue of fire had just been spewed, a green flashlight came out.

The flashlight should be covered with a cloth, the light does not scatter, but it can be seen clearly in the dark night.

Two short and one long.

As the team's vice-president Hanlin. Raul waved his hand with a cold face, and rushed out with his men first.

When it was quick and vivid, everyone bowed lowly.

The heads of "mushroom monsters" in the night will only make people startled at a glance.

Among the fifty members, there was also a squad of infantrymen. They were empty-handed, just bent over and dashing under the protection of the commandos.

What these people are for, Li Jixian doesn't know.

I only know that Zhang Sixing is looking for Guan Shijie to come, the Northeast Army under him.

When he arrived at the Japanese stronghold, Li Jixian, who had been bending down and running, took a breath, and it was only then that he saw that the scene was already bloody.

The bodies of the Japanese soldiers were upside down, and it seemed that they were all quietly assassinated, but they didn't know the commander......

"I'm an ancestor, this ...... Where did this monster come from...... Wrong...... This is the chief. ”

When I saw Zhang Sixing again at this moment, he was already more than two meters two.

In particular, the blood splattered everywhere on his body made his cloth strip even more terrifying.

But no one spoke, and this time the action was not allowed, and he could not speak.

I saw that the chief ignored everyone's curious gaze, pointed his eyes, and gave an order to be vigilant.

Then listen to him to those who have brought him with his bare hands,

"Pretend to be a devil here, shoot upstairs. Pay attention to the outside, let the people who have changed into military uniforms keep an eye on the spot. When leaving, take away all the weapons and ammunition you can bring, and put grenades under the corpse......"