Rise from the sword

Chapter 274 What a quick gun!

The night is like thick ink, with no stars to be seen.

In a hidden woods.

Zhang Dabiao held the flashlight captured by the devil in one hand, and slightly rolled up his sleeve with the other hand to reveal the watch that was also captured by the devil. Under the light of the flashlight's misty beam of light, the three hands on the watch pointed to ten at the same time. two points.

"It's twelve o'clock at midnight."

Raising his gaze from his watch, Zhang Dabiao looked around at the thirty soldiers of the special squad, with a dignified and indifferent tone: "There are fifteen devil pilots and thirty-one guard devil soldiers in the depot."

"This time, our target is the fifteen devil pilots."

"Thirty team members, divided into fifteen groups, each group is responsible for a devil pilot."

"No devil pilot is allowed to let go. This is a death order. As for the remaining 31 devil guards, each depends on his own ability."

Having said that, Zhang Dabiao raised his flashlight, and the faint fog light hit everyone directly, and he looked around again.

The order was unusually cold-blooded, but the eyes of the [-] members of the special team, including the monk, were not the slightest wave, and there was only killing intent almost overflowing in the eyes.

Today, either the devil pilots died, or they died.

Every group of special team fighters has such awareness in their hearts.

Since joining the special team, it should not be said to have joined the independent regiment, joined the Eighth Route Army, and started to take up guns and join the army to fight devils. Everyone never thought about leaving the battlefield alive.

The battle is indeed dangerous, but who are they?
The members of the special team who fought hard from thousands of people in the independent regiment enjoy special treatment that makes the whole regiment jealous. They also experience the most difficult training in the whole regiment. Everyone is the king of individual soldiers .

What kind of danger is this?
The words of the deputy captain are more to emphasize that this battle must be fast, steady, precise and ruthless.

Nodding slightly, Zhang Dabiao was very satisfied with everyone's expressions. Those who participated in the special team were not only super strong in individual strength, but also had first-class perseverance in resisting Japan. He raised his tone:

"500 meters away from the military station is the devil barracks, where more than 1000 devils are stationed."

"So, in this battle, it is not only necessary to be steady, accurate and ruthless, but also to add a fast word."

"The faster we move, the less our losses will be."

"I only give you five minutes."

"From the first gunshot, 3 minutes after the gunshot, retreat immediately."

"Now, check the watch."

As soon as the words fell, fifteen hands stretched out together, and each team leader had a watch on his wrist.

Over the past year since the Independence Regiment fought against the devils, they have jumped up and down in the occupied area and seized more than a hundred wristwatches. If wristwatches were not fragile items, the number would have doubled.

Aligning the time, Zhang Dabiao nodded and continued:

"Repeat the battle plan one last time."

"The military depot where the devil pilots live is a large courtyard. There are three houses in it. From the main entrance to the left, it is the dormitory of the devil pilots, which is also our goal this time."

"This group of devils live on the second and third floors, with a total of fifteen rooms."

"There are two layers of barbed wire outside the military station, a fence, and a military dog ​​guarding it."

Under the misty beam of light from the flashlight, a chart appeared in Zhang Dabiao's hands. It was a detailed structural diagram of the devil's military station. It clearly marked fifteen rooms on the second and third floors where devils lived.

On the picture, Zhang Dabiao remarked the serial numbers from one to fifteen with a pencil before departure.

Pilots are known as the proud sons of heaven. Even though the little Japan, which has played out the spirit of Bushido, even regards the lives of the enemy and its own people as worthless, it still attaches great importance to pilots, not to mention that the fifteen pilots still have rich practical experience this time. pilot.So, each of these fifteen pilots had a separate room.This depot is also high specification and even has a separate canteen, restaurant and bathroom.

"Groups one to fifteen, according to the group number, they are in charge of rooms one to NO.15."

"If there is no accident, the monk will fire the first shot."

"If other gunshots sound first, then attack directly."

In order to speed up the fighting time as much as possible, Zhang Dabiao asked the monk to fire the first shot. The sound of his hand cannon was very different from that of the shell gun, which was easy to identify.

"This number is so ugly..."

Suddenly, a thin murmur sounded.

The voice was very low, but who are these people here at this moment?The elites who have been on the battlefield all year round have first-class ear sensitivity, and everyone can hear and hear clearly.

Immediately afterwards, muffled laughter came out collectively, and the serious atmosphere suddenly dissipated.

"You flower monk, be quiet!"

Zhang Dabiao glared fiercely at Monk Wei, although his tone was serious but full of helplessness.

Is he ugly?

It's not ugly at all, okay?
Much better than what the leader wrote!This was personally evaluated by the political commissar!

The low smile continued for a while.

The special team has high cultural learning requirements, so they often study with the regiment headquarters. The handwriting of the deputy captain, which was evaluated by the political commissar Jin Kouyuyan, ranks second in the whole regiment.

Of course, counting from the back to the front.

"Gangzi..."

After a short silence, when the atmosphere became serious again, Zhang Dabiao looked at a thin special team soldier and said to him, "You are in charge of dealing with the little devil's military dogs."

"okay."

The team member named Gangzi held his head up, his tone brisk and confident.

Military dogs, selected specific breeds of dogs and received professional military training, are extremely vigilant, and because they rely on smell to distinguish, they cannot rely on the night to hide. unrealistic.

Although the dog-training skills of this era are far inferior to those of later generations, the food temptation method will definitely not work. Once strangers approach, the devil's army dog ​​will inevitably bark and wake up the devil's guards.When the army was weak before, that is, when the new regiment was first formed, Zhang Dabiao and his team were often driven all over the mountains by the devil's army dogs, and suffered a lot.

However, everyone including Zhang Dabiao had no doubts about Gangzi's self-confidence.

A military dog ​​is just a dog after all, people can't deal with dogs anymore?
This gangster, there are not one or two devils who have been dealt with by him.

The team member named Gangzi took out a small bottle from his arms, shook it, and then put it back with satisfaction. It contained the things he specially collected near the devil's military station yesterday.

Dogs are distinguished by smell, and the military dogs trained by the devils strengthen this characteristic, but dogs are not human after all, and smell can also be camouflaged, and it is even easier to camouflage. Dogs face familiar smells.

"Wire cutters?"

Zhang Dabiao continued.

"Have."

The two soldiers raised the huge wire cutters in their hands.

"Everyone, start checking your equipment."

Nodding in satisfaction, Zhang Dabiao continued to give orders.

Everyone lowered their heads, examining the weapons and ammunition they were carrying.

Suddenly there was a clicking sound.

Each person had two [-]-ring pistols, twenty full ones, which were said to be custom-made spare magazines by Boss Chen, and each person had five grenades.Pull out the shell gun, move the hammer, remove the magazine, pull the bolt, check whether the firearm is faulty, and finally put the weapon back on the waist and insert it.

After 1 minute, the sound stopped.

"So···"

The columnar mist glanced at one side for the last time, and Zhang Dabiao exhaled loudly: "Finally, I emphasize that this operation must be fast, steady and ruthless. I don't want to go back without a few people."

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in a low voice, full of confidence.

For this mission, because there is a structural diagram of the pilot's residence, everyone in the regiment has rehearsed several times and is very familiar with it.

"set off!"

The faint fog light was extinguished, and more than 30 soldiers of the special team, including Zhang Dabiao, quietly moved towards the devil's military station in the distance in the pitch black darkness.

······
Shijiazhuang.

The Japanese military depot on the east side.

This was originally Shimen Middle School, with hundreds of teachers and students. It was the largest middle school in Shijiazhuang. After the devils occupied the entire city, the students and teachers were forced to flee.

Stationed in the East Barracks is the Fourth Battalion of Japanese Special Police, which belongs to the North China Special Guard Command and belongs to the middle and lower ranks of the second-line troops in the Japanese army.At the beginning, the original strength was more than 700 people, but later, some low-quality soldiers such as old, weak, sick and disabled who were not wanted by other divisions were recruited, and finally the total number exceeded [-].

The only heavy equipment is an old Type [-] infantry gun.

Of course, these more than 1000 devil soldiers seem to have a full-stacked brigade, but it is difficult to judge how much combat power they can actually have.But bullying the guerrillas who lacked equipment was enough anyway.

01:30 at night.

A ghost soldier climbed up from the barracks, carefully avoiding the soldiers of the same unit around him, listening to the snoring sounds next to his ears, he walked towards the toilet cursing.

"idiot···"

"Is this how people live?"

Although known as the Imperial Army, the supreme commander is His Majesty the Heavenly Locust of the Japanese Empire. Everyone is a warrior of the Heavenly Locust, a loyal warrior of the Great Japanese Empire, and has the right to be loyal to the Empire. After death, he can enter Kudanzaka.

The title is given very high.

But in fact, the life of these basic-level ghost soldiers is not very good, especially for the security brigade stationed in Shijiazhuang, it is even more miserable.

Military pay is often deducted for various reasons. This happens to every army, the difference lies in the amount.More than a dozen people crowded into a room, smelling of sweat and feet, the room was filled with a soaring stench, like a pig cage.We use public toilets and bathrooms, and the stench can be suffocated day and night.

In addition to training, every day is patrolling and guarding.

I used to be able to go out in batches every few days to relax, eat, drink, and have fun outside, but now the opportunities are much less, and only once in a while can I go out in groups.

As for the reason, it's not that the little devil's conscience discovered it, but that it's easy to be dangerous outside.

Especially since Shuangfeng Town was attacked last year, the law and order here has dropped rapidly. The locust army who went out to play is often attacked, especially at night, and the incidents are more frequent.

Of course, this is only for low-level soldiers. Officers are relatively free to go in and out of so-called high-end places, domineering all the way, bully men and women, and bring guards, which is also very safe.

"Damn it, it only takes people, but..., I don't even have a chance to go out and have fun."

The devil who came back cursed one last time, then shrank into the quilt.

Suddenly, a gunshot sounded in his ears, and the ghost soldier raised his head suspiciously, looking in the direction where the gunshot sounded.

This voice seems to be coming from the pilot barracks?
What are these guys doing again?

Killing again in the middle of the night?
Guizibing was full of jealousy.

The same as the imperial army, a dozen of them squeezed into a room, the smell was so bad that they couldn't go out to play, but the other party each had a room, the quilts were brand new, as luxurious as a hotel, and there were special staff Serve, what you want can be sent directly to the barracks.

However, what puzzled him was that the gunshot was a bit strange, it was the first time he heard it, and it was completely different from the bastard box.

Immediately afterwards, a series of violent gunshots like fried beans suddenly reached his ears, and the gunshots never stopped.

There is a situation...

The little devil suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Half a minute later, in the devil's barracks, the sirens blared loudly, and the captain of the No. [-] Squadron on duty shouted from the loudspeaker: "No. [-] Squadron, all members assemble, everyone assemble immediately .”

There were even gunshots, which were fired by the devil himself in order to speed up the assembly.

"what happened?"

In the headquarters of the barracks, the new captain Junji Koizumi got up and asked the officer who was running over.

He is the newly transferred team leader, only two months old.

The original Sanhao Dazuo died at the hands of the guerrillas when he participated in the field observation group. It is said that it was a man named Li Yunlong who did it, that is, this man sent troops to attack Shuangfeng Town a year ago.

"The military depot where the pilot lives is suspected of being attacked."

The staff officer did not understand the situation clearly, or the entire barracks did not know the situation well.

At this time, it was only a minute and a half since the first gunshot, and there were still gunshots coming from the next door. Covered by gunshots, from a distance, the military depot was already in flames.

"Hurry up, gather the whole army and go to support."

Hearing that the military depot where the pilots lived was attacked, cold sweat dripped down the back of Junji Koizumi's forehead, his drowsiness disappeared instantly, and he quickly ordered troops to be sent in for support.

If these pilots have problems in his jurisdiction, the group of generals above can tear him apart, and then he will really have to commit seppuku...

"Second Squadron on alert is gathering."

The staff officer replied.

"idiot."

The continuous gunshots and explosions that were still ringing in his ears made Junji Koizumi sweat coldly on his forehead. He cursed: "Don't gather troops, order everyone to attack directly to the military depot."

After all, he is the captain of the brigade, and he is not as rigid as a grassroots officer. He knows that emergency situations are treated specially.

At this time, wait until the troops are assembled before rushing over there, it may be too late.

However, it was two o'clock in the night, and it was the beginning of spring, and the weather was cold. Even the devils on duty were in a daze, and most of them dozed off.

Although the law and order outside is not good recently, no one has ever attacked the barracks, so the security in the barracks is very relaxed.

When the first wave of devils rushed out of the barracks, it was more than three minutes later. This reaction speed was already very good for these devils in the security brigade. At this time, the gunshots in the distance had stopped. A series of explosions.

The special team prepared landmines at the gate of the devil barracks.

This bombing was another delay.

The leader of the second squadron who led the team also knew the seriousness of the matter, and directly ordered the troops to go to the mine:

"Rush over."

Facing the officer's samurai sword behind them, a group of devil soldiers had to charge desperately. After more than a dozen devils were killed, they finally arrived at the military station where the pilot lived.

Open the door, turn on the flashlight, and hold the torches, all the devils looked inside.

At the main entrance was a military dog, which seemed to have been cut open from the neck. Next to the military dog, there were two devil soldiers who died in the same way. There was a huge knife cut on their necks, their heads were crooked, and blood flowed all over the place.

The second floor of the pilot dormitory on the left is densely packed with bullet holes. Several walls have been blasted into a large hole. Under the light of the flashlight, through the large hole, several naked and blood-stained corpses can still be seen.

The security squad and service personnel barracks on the right were not much better either.

"Diffusion alert."

"Military doctor, see if there are any survivors."

The squadron leader swallowed hard, walked into the room where the pilot lived, and checked each room.

In each room, centered on the pilot's corpse, there are densely packed bullet holes all around, proving that the enemy's firepower is very powerful, killing the pilot directly in an instant, and even scattering a large number of bullets around.

Moreover, all the pilots died in their beds, without one exception, all of them died in their sleep.And one of the pilots had his head smashed directly.

In an instant, fifteen pilots were killed, and they were in different rooms.

who did it?

What a quick gun!

"Squadron leader."

Suddenly, someone below shouted: "Here is a living one, injured."

He hurried down.

This is a ghost soldier in charge of guarding. He was shot in the left shoulder and both thighs, neither of which were fatal, but it is foreseeable that even if this imperial warrior survives, he may have to spend the rest of the year in a wheelchair up.

"It's Zhang Dabiao..."

After saying this, the ghost soldier passed out due to excessive blood loss.

"Zhang Dabiao..."

The captain of the Devil Squadron shrank his pupils.

Since the military depot in Shuangfeng Town was attacked, the guerrillas hyped up the record, and the Little Devil’s intelligence department launched an investigation. Finally, through the voluntary report of the traitors who surrendered before, a photo of Zhang Dabiao was found on the Northwest Army’s side and printed. Avatars are used for rewards and vigilance.

Therefore, almost every soldier in the Shijiazhuang garrison knew Zhang Dabiao.

"The pilots are all broken."

"Zhang Dabiao."

"This is the hand that Li Yunlong moved..."

In the headquarters, Junji Koizumi, who received the report, swayed and collapsed on the chair.

　·····

　　Damn it, it must be double-updated tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)