Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 618 Today is the day Li Yunlong will be buried
"what?"

The soldiers of the independent regiment were all stunned, wondering how Political Commissar Zhao could come up with such a superstitious thing.

"He Songling gave it to me. It's not superstition. It really works to sober you up." He Songling, who was facing Zhao Gang, explained, "There will be an important combat mission soon. If you all bring wine, how can we fight?"

"Yes!"

The discipline of our soldiers is beyond doubt. Upon hearing that they were going to have a combat mission, they immediately drank a bowl of the hangover soup. As the soup went down their throats, these soldiers, who were a little confused after drinking, instantly felt sober.

"Our opponent this time is our old enemy, the Yamamoto Special Forces."

Li Yunlong said with a fierce face: "These little devils have had a blood feud with us since the time when Captain Kong Jie was the head of the independent regiment. Later, our former second battalion commander Shen Quan also died in the battle with them. Our Political Commissar Zhao and even the deputy commander-in-chief were almost killed by them, so..."

"Captain, I understand!" A soldier from the independent regiment shouted, "Fight bravely and avenge our comrades who died in the independent regiment!"

Even the highly sensitive deputy regiment commander Xing Zhiguo said seriously, "Commander, tell me, how should we fight this battle? Should we ask for support from Battalion Commander He to destroy this group of devils with artillery?"

"No!" Li Yunlong said firmly: "Grudges are hatreds, and reality is reality. The reality is that this group of devils is well-trained, well-equipped, and they fight unexpectedly. We only have two or three companies such as the regiment's direct company and the guard company. If the number of people is equal, we really can't beat them.

Therefore, my order is to protect the villagers of Zhaojiayu and retreat! Everything should be based on the highest premise of preserving the lives of the people. Under this premise, try to save your own life as well. Let's gather all the troops and then go back to kill that old guy Yamamoto Ikki. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

The soldiers of the independent regiment shouted in unison.

"Okay. Political Commissar Zhao will take some people to block Yamamoto's special forces at the cliff and the village entrance. The rest of you will follow me to protect the villagers' retreat!" Li Yunlong waved his hand and said, "Action!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers of the independent regiment began to move. On the other side, at the foot of the mountain, Yamamoto Ikki also arrived near Zhaojiayu in a troop transport truck.

"Yoshi, Zhu-san, you are indeed a good friend of Huang Fungus."

Yamamoto Ikki looked at the bright lights and noisy scene on the cliff, sniffed the faint aroma of food wafting in the air, and happily patted the shoulder of Zhu Ziming who was running out from the independent regiment in front of him.

"Yours, there will be a great reward when you return!"

"Haha, haha..." Zhu Ziming laughed dryly, his face full of unnaturalness. The bad guys never have a fixed face, and the traitors are not born to be treacherous and double-minded.

Although Zhu Ziming's crime was unforgivable, he knew clearly that he had to kill the members of the independent regiment. But if he really wanted to kill these comrades who had shared life and death with him, as well as the fellow villagers who had lived with him day and night, he still felt uncomfortable. Unfortunately, once you take the wrong path, there is no turning back.

Zhu Ziming made up his mind, took a wooden stick, and roughly drew a diagram on the earth wall. "Colonel Yamamoto, this is the sentry deployment map of the independent regiment. I know the visible sentries, they are all here; but the regiment commander will also deploy hidden sentries and mobile sentries, which are arranged by the regiment commander himself, and I cannot detect them."

"It's enough to have an open sentry." Yamamoto Ikki looked at the diagram and laughed cruelly. The reason why a hidden sentry is called a hidden sentry is that the number of people on duty must be less than that of an open sentry. Otherwise, there are too many people to hide. How can there be 25 open sentries and 400 hidden sentries? A place that can hide 400 hidden sentries cannot have only 25 people on duty. Everyone can see that something is wrong.

In other words, as long as the independent regiment's sentries were eliminated silently, even if there were secret sentries and mobile sentries, there would only be five or six of them. For their Yamamoto special forces, it was nothing to worry about.

"Colonel, you must kill them all." Zhu Ziming's eyes finally revealed ruthlessness, "If our regiment commander and his men escape, my life will be over!"

"Don't worry, Zhu Sang, today is the day Li Yunlong will be buried!"

"start to act!"

Yamamoto Ikki was a ruthless man of few words. His special forces team was indeed very well trained by him. Without any extra orders, he just looked at the terrain and the watch, and immediately called on his special forces to prepare the hook ropes and start preparing to climb up the mountain from the bottom of the cliff to attack the independent regiment by surprise.

"Huh, I know you should go from here."

The level of Yamamoto's special forces is indeed not low, but since this is the era when special operations have just started, even Yamamoto himself only uses the special forces as a "superman force", relying on his strong personal combat ability and weapon firepower to carry out some decapitation missions.

Yamamoto only had two tricks: to surprise the enemy and attack the headquarters of a much larger team; to climb over the cliff and decapitate them.

He Songling didn't even need to use breath sensing, he could guess where Yamamoto would come from with his men.

This piece of defense was specially set up by him. He arranged the soldiers behind the bunkers far away from the cliff, while he himself was on a platform close to the cliff. In this way, he could be "captured" by the sudden attacking enemy, and it could also avoid the meaningless sacrifice of the soldiers who were unaware of the truth.

None of the soldiers had any doubts. Not everyone realized that Yamamoto would climb up from the cliffs at the back of the mountain. According to normal thinking, they would still pass by the sentry post at the entrance of the village. The soldiers who were deployed would only think that this arrangement would be a good opportunity to block Yamamoto.

"Move forward a little bit." He Songling ordered in a low voice: "Protect the safety of the comrades on the sentry post. Now that we know about it, we can't let them kill the sentry in vain."

"Yes!"

The company commander responded and took his men a few steps forward. From the perspective behind the cliff, almost everyone was hiding behind the bunker.

"That's it." He Songling nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and greeted a member of Yamamoto's special forces who had just climbed up the rock with a smile on his face, "Hi~"

"Hey, what a fool!"

The Japanese soldier had a cruel smile on his face, dreaming of a surprise attack on the independent regiment and killing all the people in the independent regiment. The thick-browed, big-eyed, square-faced man who suddenly approached him almost touched his face and even greeted him. He was so scared that he loosened the rope and almost fell off.

"Let's go."

He Songling turned this "almost" into reality. He pushed him on the shoulder, and the devil's terrified screams echoed from the cliff.

(End of this chapter)