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Chapter 1371 Attack and Capture

Somewhere in the jungle.

Gui Youguang, Margaret and the pastor sat in a circle and held a small meeting, while the rest of the Military Intelligence Bureau agents and Da's army were scattered around to keep watch.

"I've checked. In addition to barbed wire and sentry towers, there are also a lot of mines outside the camp."

"The frequency of the guard patrols is not fixed, and the inspection of people and vehicles entering and leaving is very strict, and there are basically no blind spots in observation."

"The enemy's weapons include rifles, light machine guns, heavy machine guns, and Type 92 infantry guns, as well as three Type light tanks. There are about people, almost two infantry squadrons."

Gui Youguang reported what he had discovered, looking a little unhappy.

With their current strength, it would be difficult to infiltrate or storm the camp suspected to be that of the 9400 troops.

Unlike Beiyin River and Wanggang Airport, the Japanese built it entirely as a military base with a high level of alert.

Having said this, Gui Youguang paused, giving Margaret and the pastor enough time to think, and then continued.

"Based on our observations over the past two days, fighter jets pass through this area every hour or so. If an exchange of fire occurs, the enemy will soon receive air support."

"The most troublesome thing was that the Japanese had bulldozed all the vegetation around the camp, leaving no shelter."

"The distance from the nearest jungle to the camp is 500 meters, which means that if we storm, we will have to run for about two minutes under heavy fire to get close to the barbed wire, which is simply impossible."

Margaret and the pastor looked at each other. After hearing what the other said, it seemed that entering the 9400 base to obtain intelligence had become an impossible task.

The three of them were silent for a while, and Gui Youguang asked how many personnel and heavy weapons the Da army had in the surrounding area.

If the Da army has enough armed forces, there is hope that they can attack the camp regardless of casualties. This is the most feasible solution at present.

Margaret shook her head after hearing this: "There are no people of ours around here, let alone heavy weapons. After all, before the Japanese came, we were just workers, businessmen, students and citizens."

Her expression was helpless. It was not that the British did not provide the Da army with heavy weapons, but the operation of heavy weapons required experience, which was exactly what the Da army lacked.

Now Gui Youguang was at a loss as to what to do. He squatted there, frowning and thinking carefully, looking a little distressed.

Raindrops began to fall from the sky again, and the hot and humid air made everyone a little breathless. At this moment, the old pastor spoke.

"Since you can't get in, why don't you change direction?"

Gui Youguang looked at the pastor in confusion, not understanding what he meant, but heard him ask another question.

"You should have a miniature camera, can you show it to me?"

Gui Youguang nodded. Miniature cameras are standard equipment for intelligence reconnaissance operations and are used during infiltration.

Although he was not sure what the pastor was going to do, Gui Youguang still asked the little spy to take out a miniature camera. This was a German Minox camera, the same model as the gift that Melrose gave to Dai Chunfeng.

This camera uses a mechanical shutter, weighs only 130 grams, uses 8x11 mm film, and can take 50 photos.

The pastor took the camera and looked at it for a long time, then held it in his palm with his backhand and said something to Gui Youguang and Margaret with a smile.

A small spy was observing the situation around him when he suddenly heard a slight quarrel behind him. He subconsciously turned his head and saw Margaret, who looked excited.

"No, I don't agree!"

"Is there any other way, child? This is the price we must pay."

The quarrel, which was deliberately kept in a low tone, became quieter and quieter until it disappeared completely. The young spy scratched the back of his head and continued to perform his guard.

That night, we made a temporary campsite.

In the dark bushes, Margaret sat on the ground with her knees hugged, looking extremely depressed.

After checking the secret sentry, Gui Youguang hesitated for a moment and then walked gently to his side.

"Drink some water."

He found a seat and sat down, asking casually, handing over a kettle.

Margaret wiped her face roughly, took the kettle and said thank you. Her voice sounded a little hoarse, as if she had just cried.

Gui Youguang did not say anything to comfort her. He looked at the starry sky through the gaps in the treetops and spoke slowly.

"My superiors told me that each generation has its own responsibilities. Even if this responsibility requires the sacrifice of life and blood, we must do it without hesitation."

"If you feel hesitant about this, please remember that we have nothing but hatred."

On the memorial wall in the lobby of the Military Control Commission headquarters, there are hundreds of stars representing unknown martyrs. Every time Gui Youguang sees them, he feels heartbroken.

Among these people, there are friends and subordinates who trained with him, as well as colleagues he is not familiar with.

But as the living, after feeling sad, there are more important things to do, which is to make the martyrs’ sacrifice valuable.

Margaret turned her head away. She could not see anything in the darkness, but she could feel the sadness of the man.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and a shooting star streaked across the night sky above their heads.

550 light-years away, Antares, representing the cycle of life and rebirth, is clearly visible yet out of reach①.
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The next morning.

"Beep beep~ beep beep~"

"Start! (Start work)"

The camp became noisy with bursts of whistles, and Japanese soldiers shouted to wake up the laborers.

The laborers dressed in prison uniforms walked out of the cell like zombies, and after drinking a bowl of clear rice soup, they began a new day of work. In front of the camp, a half-finished gravel road passed through the dense jungle and extended to the direction of the dock.

The laborers needed to smash the large stones into pieces and spread them evenly on the roadbed. The only tools they used were hammers and steel chisels.

As the sun rises, the temperature rises rapidly, and coupled with the high-intensity work, people fall down from heat stroke from time to time.

Whenever this happened, the guards would drag the unconscious person to the side of the road and shoot him or her.

In this hellish den, there were no doctors, no medicines, and no Geneva Convention. The Japanese used the most brutal means to torture prisoners from various countries.

Seeing this scene from afar, Gui Youguang retreated back into the depths of the forest and gave orders to everyone.

"action."

The spies and members of the Da army immediately checked their weapons. The old pastor also gave Margaret some instructions, and both of them had expressions full of reluctance.

After speaking, the pastor resolutely turned around and walked to the front of the team. If you look closely, you can see that cold sweat is oozing from his forehead and he looks very painful.

Half an hour later.

At a construction site located between the camp and the dock, a Japanese supervisor raised his whip and whipped the workers, cursing at them.

"You lazy fellows, hurry up."

The laborer was whipped and his back was instantly covered in blood, but the supervisor refused to give in and continued to whip him.

Amid the cries of begging for mercy and being whipped, a Japanese Type 38 rifle slowly emerged from the bushes, with the black muzzle pointed at the sadistic Japanese.

"Eight hooks~~~"

Gunshots rang out, the overseer waved his hands and fell to the ground, and then more bullets were fired.

The Japanese supervisors were beaten to death one after another, and the construction site became a mess. Some people squatted with their heads in their hands, and some tried to escape. Upon hearing the noise, the surrounding Japanese troops quickly surrounded the scene.

Not only that, black smoke was billowing from the rear of the Type 95 light tank in the camp as it drove towards the scene of the accident at high speed.

The Type 7 light tank has a total weight of tons and a wide track width, making it easy to pass through muddy terrain and very suitable for combat in tropical jungles.

In less than five minutes, three tanks arrived at the scene of the firefight.

Under the command of the commander, the gunner operated the 37mm tank gun and fired a shot at the jungle. The gunfire stopped in the violent explosion.

The Japanese guards, who were originally suppressed, heard the attackers shouting to retreat in the native language, which greatly boosted the morale of the Japanese side, and they stood up and began to attack actively.

In the smoke-filled tank cabin, the gunner loudly asked the commander whether he wanted to fire a second shot.

The commander put down the binoculars, shook his head and said disdainfully: "No need, these guerrillas are a mob, let's hand them over to the ground troops to deal with them."

As he said, the attackers quickly dispersed under the pursuit of the guards, and also left behind a lot of old-fashioned guns and cold weapons.

Fearing an ambush, the guards did not pursue the suspect relentlessly, but returned to the construction site after chasing for a while.

The Japanese who had just returned from the retreat laughed loudly while holding a spear. The guerrillas actually wanted to use this weapon to launch a sneak attack on the locust army. They really didn't know how to live or die.

"Report, three attackers were killed, one prisoner was captured, and the other party was injured in the leg."

While a group of Japs were still discussing, the guards who were cleaning the battlefield ran over to report to the on-site commander.

The commander became interested and asked the guards to bring the prisoners up. He wanted to know why these guerrillas appeared near the base.

He feared that the British had discovered the base's existence, and if that was the case, they should move.

Not long after, the gray-haired prisoner was brought before the commander, who was surprised to find out from his clothes that the prisoner was actually a priest.

He asked in English with great interest: "Dear Reverend, I am glad to meet you. Why don't you serve your Lord in the church instead of coming here to attack the imperial army?"

The priest stared at the commander with extremely hateful eyes and spat bloody saliva on the ground.

"Bah, you burned down my church, killed all my believers, and took everything from me."

"So why don't you just stay in your own country and I won't be here talking to you."

The commander had a gloomy look on his face. He knew that this man was a diehard, so he gave up the idea of ​​continuing the conversation. He waved his hand and ordered someone to send the pastor to the camp for interrogation.

But before leaving, he stopped his men and pointed at the wound on the pastor's leg: "Wait, check carefully."

As a highly fortified agency, he had to ensure that the prisoners did not smuggle any items into the base.

The Japanese soldier who received the order said "Hayi" and grinned as he poked his fingers into the pastor's wound and stirred it continuously.

"Ah~~"

The scream startled a flock of birds. Margaret, who was a few kilometers away, seemed to have sensed something. She turned back suddenly, tears in her eyes.

"Go quickly, we can't let their sacrifice be in vain."

Gui Youguang in front did not look back, but reminded her in a calm tone, and then climbed up a mountain using his hands and feet.

In the battle just now, the Military Control Commission also lost two people, but as the pastor said, this is the price that must be paid.

① Antares has exhausted its core hydrogen fuel and entered the end of its life. Its outer layer has expanded violently and ejected matter, and will eventually end in a supernova explosion. This process may seem like "death", but it is actually a large-scale cycle of stellar matter and energy. The "dead" Antares may give birth to a new star system. Personally, I feel that this is the romance of the universe.

Ps: Xu Enzeng's career was not going well, and he was disheartened. After he fell in love with astronomy, he realized the vastness of the universe and the infinity of time and space. What are human beings? What are Dai Chunfeng and Zuo Chong? They are just ants and dust. Tribute to you, haha