Chapter 14: Five-Star Locust: Yamamoto! Eat me 406 naval guns!

July 2, 1940, half past twelve in the morning.

As the saying goes, the time when Jin Province enters the rainy season is in July, and it has rained almost every day recently. Moreover, heavy rainfall and strong convective weather account for the majority.

Five kilometers away from Yang Village, Yamamoto, who was wearing a burnt bag, motioned for his special combat team to stop advancing, and the leader of the first combat team beside him immediately stepped forward with a map.

After the two of them determined the correct direction, they prepared to find a place to rest nearby.

The sweltering heat after the rain made Yamamoto frown, and in order to raid the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, they calculated and brought as much ammunition as possible.

Although the clothes on their bodies are very breathable, they are still wearing body armor. In order to ensure the survival of each special combat member, they put on heavy body armor.

At this time, all the members of the secret service team, as if they were fished out of the sauna, Yamamoto looked at the watch in his hand and ordered:

"Rest for an hour and a half as originally planned, a group of people went out to stay on guard, and everyone was ready to fight at any time."

Following his orders, the 1st Combat Group took the lead. They spread out in four of them, keeping watch in a secluded and well-seen area.

The rest of the team members were based on the battle plan and lurked in the woods that had been planned in advance.

For this attack, Yamamoto Kazuki specially sent his own team members some time ago, disguised as ordinary people of the Republic of China to scout the terrain here.

This was done so that on the way to the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, there was a place to rest on every stretch of the road.

After receiving all the signals that it was safe, the devils of Yamamoto's team began to rest in place, and they took out their water bottles to replenish their water.

At this time, Yamamoto was in a very bad mood, and the detection technology of the First Army of the North China Front Army stationed in Jin Province had made a new breakthrough, and even a centimeter-wave radar was developed.

This new radar, which can use microwaves, allows their First Army to detect signals from old radios, and they have already locked on to the specific location of the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army.

But as if the enemy had discovered their intentions, they immediately upgraded the radio system, causing them to lose their targets.

Originally, the Yamamoto special forces were going to carry out a retaliatory attack on the Eighth Route Army at the end of March, but the top brass of the First Army believed that the enemy's headquarters had been moved, and if they made a rash move, they might be ambushed by the enemy.

Fortunately, the army of the Republic of China is not monolithic, and there are many factions in their so-called second theater of operations. Although it took some time to get new information, I was able to get the exact location in the end.

When he learned that the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army had not been transferred, Yamamoto Kazuki almost couldn't resist slashing Hirata's deputy chief of staff who laughed at him with his command knife.

At that time, the traditional spirit of the army red deer Shimokatsugami continued to erode his brain, but he was eventually pulled by Yoshio Shinozuka.

Kazuki Yamamoto looked at Masaki Hirata's playful gaze, and he was secretly determined to impress this person who looked down on special operations and looked down on him.

They are special forces who have learned from Sandezi, through careful selection and training. People can speak Russian/American/British English fluently, and their special forces practice the local dialects.

And Yamamoto Kazuki firmly believes in one thing, that is, what special operations want is to get things done without firing a shot, and the failure of the mission is directly announced as soon as the gun is fired.

In his opinion, there are few people in the entire Republic of China region who are worthy of his shot.

Although the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army in Jin Province was almost meaningless, in order to be ashamed of General Yoshio Shinozuka who appreciated him, he was willing to surrender his identity and launch an attack.

Kazuki Yamamoto's thoughts are clear to only two people in the world. One is Yoshio Shinozuka, who thinks that his love will have this ability, but he lacks a stage, so he is trying his best to help Yamamoto's special team.

The other person is the Yellow River, although he is not a soldier, but he is a traverser.

In his opinion, this Yamamoto resembles the kind of Ming Dynasty era who wielded a katana. Claiming to be the ninth section of the sword, he wants to draw a sword and compete when he sees someone.

Why did he, as the founder of the special operation, agree with the predecessor of SAS?

The special forces need no concealment and targeting at all, and they fight independently from the field army? Why don't you go to heaven?

The Mashiko advance team found that the target was still calling for air raids, and your small army of 80 people shouted every day to kill this and kill that, why?

And with Yamamoto Kazuki's mentality of not taking anyone in his eyes except Yoshio Shinozuka, he was still playing with Li Yunlong in Jin Province in 1943?

Huang He thought that with the arrogance of this goods, he should go to the Pacific Theater to be tough and ugly, and to assassinate McCaesar and eat Iowa's 406 naval guns.

Why didn't you go? Because he is not worthy!

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An hour and a half later, Kazuki Yamamoto got up on time. This is the time when people who stay up late are the most sleepy, and it is also the most suitable time for them to act.

He wiped the beads of sweat from his head and looked around at the Secret Service members.

"Weapons and equipment are checked, traces of the scene are processed, and everyone is ready to go."

The five-kilometer field march was just a routine training for their special forces, and in less than forty minutes, they arrived at the outskirts of Yang Village.

He took out his map and glanced at it, making sure that there were no accidents along his group's route.

Although this is a village where the common people of the Republic of China live, it is already very close to Daxiawan, the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, at this time, and Yamamoto Kazuki is very cautious in every action.

He sent a few special operators to the front to reconnoiter and see what was going on in the village, and he didn't mind passing through the village if conditions permitted.

After all, the equipment on their bodies is not so light, and it would be better if they could save their physical strength.

However, Kong Jie's arrangement here is also very meticulous, with fixed and mobile whistles and hidden whistles.

The commanding heights of the village are full of sentinels, responsible for controlling the entire village, and in case of accidents, the soldiers will immediately call for support.

The mobile post patrols the designated areas such as various small roads and forks in the village to prevent the enemy from sneaking into the village with strong lurking ability.

And the dark whistle Kong Jie is arranged with two.

The reason why it is so delicately arranged is to prevent the devil dog from jumping over the wall and directly attacking Yang Village, and if there is a situation, it is necessary to wake up the sleeping comrades in time.

In the same way, if Yamamoto, the devil, chooses to walk the cliff in order to hide, then the various outposts need to wake up their comrades to ambush under the cliff after the battle begins.

A few minutes later, all the special operators in charge of pathfinding had withdrawn, and Yamamoto nodded in satisfaction as he listened to their report.

The vigilance of the Eighth Route Army stationed in the village in front of him was already excellent in his opinion, although it was not perfect, but even his special team could not pass through silently.

In this way, Yamamoto was a little interested, after all, in his opinion, there are challenges to highlight the difference of special operations.

It was only by approaching Daxia Bay that he encountered a guard of this level. In his opinion, this is simply a stage tailor-made for their Yamamoto team.

After the raid is completed, he returns to Tai Y with the head of the local head, and then it is time for him to make a name for himself and slap Hirata in the face.

The Eighth Route Army, which has lost its command, will definitely not be able to withstand the iron hooves of the Locust Army! It was as if he saw the moment when the special operation was promoted to the whole army.

I'm on the road to the title party, going farther and farther

(End of chapter)