Chapter 15: Killing People on a Snowy Night
At two o'clock in the morning, the operation began on time.
The target hospital wasn't fully loaded, unlike other hospitals that were always wailing, and there seemed to be an eerie peace in the snow on winter nights.
As far as the eye can see, in the entire area, only the sentry post at the main entrance of the hospital, and the dormitory area of the devil guard unit are still lit.
At this time, Shunaka Sato in the sentry post had fallen asleep on the table.
The sound of the wind and snow outside is the natural white noise, and this small day on duty for several days is scolding Fang Yu in his dreams.
He smacked his lips and uttered a dream word.
In the dream, the squad leader who used to dictate to him became his subordinate.
"Go! Give me that machine gun and move it five meters to the left. ”
Sosuke Kitahara, who was on his shift, glanced at his companion speechlessly, there was still more than an hour before the two of them had agreed on it, and even if he couldn't stand it now, he had to persevere.
A small day at the bottom like theirs is often assigned to stand guard, and it will only be worse if they don't report to the group for heating.
After walking out of the room in the sentry post, the cold weather made Kitahara Sosuke even more depressed.
He decided to symbolically turn the searchlight around so as not to be caught in his dereliction of duty.
They never feared being attacked by the enemy, and they didn't even think that an enemy would come here.
After all, even many of your own people don't know that there is a new hospital here.
The only thing that worries them a little is the madman who sneaked away some time ago.
But that neurotic escaped with so many medicines, where must he be living a worry-free life now.
Moreover, those of them who stood guard also took it seriously for a few days, but nothing happened.
It doesn't matter, when the sky falls, there are tall ones on top, who cares about these little people.
Just as Sosuke Kitahara was thinking boredly, a sturdy figure had already climbed up to the sentry post where he was, and the howling wind perfectly concealed everything for the assassin.
The soldier of the special service company slowly approached from behind Sosuke Kitahara, and the tired little day did not notice anything unusual at all, and he politely and gracefully patted Sosuke Kitahara on the shoulder.
This little day thought that his companion had woken up early to go to sleep for him, so he turned around unsuspectingly.
But what greeted Sosuke Kitahara was a lightning-fast fist that slammed between his legs.
Before he could scream, a large hand covered his mouth.
Then a pitch-black bayonet stabbed him in the thigh. As he fell to his knees, he stabbed him in the throat again.
After a few seconds, the fighters of the special service company twisted the bayonet stuck in the devil's throat with a look on their faces, and left after making sure that the enemy in front of them could no longer speak.
Sosuke Kitahara used the last bit of strength before dying to look at Hidenaka Sato in the sentry post, and he was still praying that his companions could save him.
The scene inside the house cut off his last hope, and the man who had just attacked him also had companions.
The unknown enemy first clenched his bayonet with both hands and raised it high and stabbed Sato Hidenaka in the back fiercely.
As soon as Hidenaka Sato uttered the first syllable, his mouth was covered.
At the same time, the bayonet drawn made a graceful arc in the air and plunged deep into Hidenaka Sato's neck.
As good companions standing guard together, their deaths are very similar.
Blood flowed uncontrollably from his neck and mouth, and he tried to speak but was choked on and couldn't say anything.
The soldier who completed the task spat at the corpse, and his voice was cold: "I really regard this place as my home, and it is ridiculous to have a fearless appearance." ”
Receiving the signal that the fighters above had succeeded, Zheng Yingqi waved his hand, and the three groups of fighters hidden in the shadows touched their respective targets.
"Quick!"
"Watch for secrecy!"
The second group led by Li Yunlong went all the way smoothly, and came to the position fifty meters in front of the devil's dormitory without alarming anyone, he looked at the situation nearby, and said in a low voice:
"I'll go and fix the guardhouse in front, and you can see how I act."
Lao Li slowly followed the shadow caused by the light, and when he got a little closer, he saw through the glass that the devil in the guardhouse was sleeping soundly wrapped in his shit-yellow military coat, and even the 38 big cover was thrown aside.
He waved at the warriors behind him, motioning for them to press up.
"Everyone! Grenade ready! Occupy each of their firing positions! Listen to my orders and prepare for the attack! ”
The submachine guns carried by the spy company are lightweight, short, and lean, making them more flexible and convenient to use in narrow blocks.
Even if a devil wakes up and fights them, the spy company has a great advantage in this terrain.
The distance of the battle is between tens of meters, and the method of accurate aiming becomes unimportant, and the competition between the enemy and us is the rate of fire, the density of firepower, and the duration of firepower.
The submachine gun is very balanced in these three aspects, and the large magazine capacity and the combat rate of fire higher than that of the light machine gun can completely suppress the firepower of the devil.
Following Li Yunlong's order, the soldiers of the special service company searched for their own positions.
Some were lying on the side of the road, some were standing in the corner, some were leaning against the wall, and their guns were pointed at the devil's dormitory.
Click!
With the sound of a uniform bolt pull, all seventy-five submachine gun bullets were loaded.
Li Yunlong waved his hand, and more than 20 fighters opened the fuse of the grenade one after another.
After a short wait, more than two dozen wooden-handled grenades smashed through the windows and were thrown into the room.
Originally, Lao Li wanted each soldier to throw a grenade, but who wanted to come over and found out that his plan was completely to shoot mosquitoes with cannons.
When the time comes, it will not only be wasted, but it may also injure one's own people by mistake.
Boom Boom...
In an instant, the devil's dormitory was full of flames, and the violent explosion was mixed with the crackling sound of burning.
The powerful shock wave knocked all the windows and doors off, and the illegal buildings were almost shattered in the explosion.
Although Li Yunlong didn't think that under such a violent explosion, there were still any little devils who could survive. But just in case, he sent a dozen fighters to check it out.
As expected, more than two dozen offensive grenades with full materials were sent directly to meet the locusts.
Half of the remaining fighters were sent by him to control the hospital and prevent the possible wounded soldiers inside from counterattacking. The other half was sent by him to the warehouse to collect supplies, and those medicines were also one of the purposes of the trip.
After the battle began, sure enough, some devils ran out of the hospital, but most of them didn't even have weapons.
In the face of these old, weak, sick and disabled, the soldiers of the second group showed no mercy at all.
More than twenty submachine guns opened fire at the same time, and a gorgeous net of fire shrouded the devils, and the bullets like a torrential rain of bullets tore them apart.
Blood stained the snow red, and the men barely caused any trouble to the second group, with only two fighters suffering minor injuries.
This is the happiest time Li Yunlong fights, as long as there are devils, he will burst out, and the bullets and the grievances accumulated these days have been shot out.