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The garrison outside Changfeng County.

In the darkness, three seemingly withered figures moved slowly across the grass, their eyes even showing a hint of murderous intent as they looked towards the military camp ahead.

And these people's faces had some grayish-yellow paint on them, almost the same color as the ground outside.

Then they saw one of the men make a simple gesture to the other two, and then point to the two guards at the entrance of the military camp opposite.

The two men nodded slightly, then pulled out a small crossbow from their bodies and fired at the two soldiers in front of them.

Two small crossbow bolts struck the two guards directly in the neck. The two tried to shout, but instead covered their necks with their hands and let out low growls.

But the sound was mostly coming from inside his throat and didn't attract the attention of anyone outside.

The two men immediately scrambled to their feet, rushed over, and gently helped the two guards up, placing them carefully to the side against the door.

It looks like she's asleep leaning against the door.

Then he waved to the person behind him, and saw three other people sneak in as well.

They arrived at the location of a Japanese platoon's barracks and looked around.

Then they saw one of the people come to the door and carefully look inside.

A strong smell of alcohol immediately wafted into my nostrils.

The ten-man Japanese squad had all drunk themselves into a stupor in the barracks and were now asleep, slumped over.

Suddenly, someone made a gesture towards the inside, and then made a throat-slitting motion.

The other two nodded, drew their daggers, and the three of them went inside.

Before the ten Japanese soldiers could react, their throats were slit.

Next, the three of them quickly packed up their spoils, including guns and grenades, slung them over their shoulders, looked around at the door, and then turned and sneaked out.

Perhaps because it was New Year's Eve, the garrison here didn't notice this place at all, and didn't even take its security seriously. As a result, the three men slit the throats of ten Japanese soldiers and took away ten rifles with them.

……

Inside Nanjing city.

Just as a Japanese patrol passed by, they saw several men in black suddenly appear behind them, carrying guns and staring at the passing Japanese soldiers with bloodthirsty expressions.

These were two action teams, and they saw the young man in charge wave his hand, and then the six figures seemed to disappear into thin air.

They hid themselves in a tree or by the wall, making it seem as if no one was around.

Fifteen minutes later, when another Japanese patrol passed by, they saw several figures appear out of nowhere and rush towards the Japanese soldiers.

Before he even arrived, the dagger in his hand was already aimed at the heads and necks of these Japanese soldiers.

Before the five Japanese patrolmen could react, they had already become victims of their blades.

"Get ready, change your clothes, and hurry up."

"Yes!"

The young man in the lead had already reached a Japanese soldier, dragged the body aside, and then began to change his clothes.

The same was true for the others; their movements were extremely cumbersome, and they didn't even make much noise.

Then a patrol of Japanese soldiers appeared in front of them, and the young man led a patrol of six men directly forward.

A short while later, they encountered another patrol team. Six men were targeting five men, and the five men didn't even have time to shout before they became victims of their blades. With their movements, four or five squads of Japanese patrol soldiers had already fallen. The young man in the lead looked around and then waved to the others.

Then they saw six people disappear into the darkness, vanishing as if they had never been there.

Apart from the twenty-five corpses that were left behind, there was no other trace indicating that they had been there.

……

The same thing happened in many other places, including Nanjing, Shanghai, and even small counties or towns where the Japanese army was stationed. These special operations teams became the targets of these operations teams.

Who would have thought that, under Zhang Tianhao's guidance, Lao Zuo and Lao Zhao would accomplish a feat that no one could have anticipated?

According to postwar statistics, almost all of the thousand groups completed their missions, although a few groups remained on the battlefield forever.

But most of it was completed. The Japanese casualties, based on statistics alone, exceeded 8,500. The smallest group had four or five Japanese soldiers killed, while the largest group had more than twenty.

Who would have thought that such a simple attack would directly cause the Japanese army to lose an entire regiment, and the number was significantly greater than that of the Hungarians.

This is equivalent to half a division of Japanese troops, and they are all veterans.

There were so many Japanese troops, exceeding the fighting strength of a full-strength Nationalist division. Now, the Japanese will probably be furious when they see the statistics.

Inside the headquarters, Old Zhao and Old Zuo were drinking, a strange look flashing across their faces.

Although the battle results have not been tallied, it is only New Year's Eve, and the two of them sitting in the headquarters can be considered to be on duty.

"Oh my, the two of you are having drinks here. You're living the good life."

Zhang Tianhao also walked in from outside carrying two bottles of wine, smiled at the two of them, and naturally sat down next to them.

"I brought two bottles of good wine, genuine old-brand baijiu. Let's drink it and celebrate the New Year together."

"Alright, young master, let's drink together. I thought you weren't coming."

"There's a reason why I couldn't come this morning. I'm just staying home to look after the kids. I've been in the office since I got back, and I don't even get home until midnight. I finally managed to get all the work sorted out by the afternoon. You guys, on the other hand, are secretly drinking without even calling me."

"Hahaha!"

"Alright, Lao Zuo, calm down. Let's drink slowly. And what about the plan that the young master arranged for us? I wonder how it's going?"

"Oh, New Year's plans?"

"Yes, I don't know what will happen!"

"It probably won't be too bad; an entire regiment of Japanese soldiers is likely wiped out."

"so much?"

"Well, one squad is an understatement, it could be more, but it also depends on the brothers' abilities. After all, this isn't a dinner party where you can just give advice; it's about real combat."

“We know that, but if that’s the case, can we do more of these kinds of activities? Then the Japanese might not have the manpower to come out.”

At this moment, Old Zhao still asked a question with some excitement.

"It's possible, but we can't do this kind of thing too often, otherwise the Japanese will find out and become more cunning, making it harder for us to strike again."

"Alright! It seems that it will take some time to digest the training for this plan."

"Yes, that's how it is." (End of Chapter)