…… During the action, the monk gave Han Feng a thumbs up, thinking about the domineering spirit of the head of the regiment before Han Feng, I am the head of the regiment, and when I go to this puppet Manchuria, the political commissar has to listen to me, not to mention that he is still a political commissar who cut in line halfway, Lao Tzu is going, you go to the whole regiment to inquire, and the one who dares to say a word, "Third brother, I really have you, I am afraid of the political commissar." ”

Han Feng said with a smile: "You kid is not afraid of heaven and earth, the old head of the house dares to steal wine and drink, will you be afraid of Lao Xu?" ”

Monk: "There's no way, the political commissar will let me copy the three characters of the family name at every turn, I'm most afraid of doing this." ”

Han Feng laughed and looked at the sky, the night moon was hanging high, but unfortunately the clouds and mist were thick, and the entire snowfield world was still dim, but fortunately, with the reflection of the snow, he could barely see the road clearly.

Duan Peng said: "Monk, this is what the head of the regiment [Huaxia Sky] often says, the night is dark and the wind is high, and it is a good time to kill people." ”

Han Feng: "......?" ”

The team hurried through the snow, saw the stronghold in the distance, and lurked in the snowfield.

From time to time, the cold wind blew across the cheeks that could not be wrapped in a cotton hat, and he immediately felt a burst of pain, and Han Feng's old face was no exception, it was already blown red by the cold wind.

Can't wait any longer, it's such a cold day, there are few trees in this snowfield, it's like it's impossible to build a wooden house in the mountains and forests, staying overnight is simply looking for death, the soldiers of the Far East Regiment are still waiting for Han Feng's side to succeed, and then break out from the central stronghold!

Han Feng looked at the captured luminous analog watch on his hand and said, "It's twelve o'clock, prepare for action." ”

The small group turned into phantoms in the night, leaving deep footprints on the snow.

There were a total of 85 people in this operation, 35 in addition to the commando team plus the monks, and 50 good men selected from the whole regiment, who were trained as reserve personnel of the commando team on weekdays, and this time it was really useful.

At night, the clouds were bleak.

It is getting closer and closer to the stronghold of the devils, just like Lao Hei's reconnaissance, this central node on the border between Liaoyang and Haicheng is really very different, and the high and uplifted soil slope is a hundred and ten meters higher than the snowfield of Yima Pingchuan.

The whole large soil slope is not large, but it is not small, and the area covered by the square area is also nearly a kilometer.

The little devil is really painstaking, with the help of the convenience of the soil slope just blocking the middle aisle of the snow field, the entire top of the soil slope is machined flattened, at first glance it looks like a rural level by a few meters of falling ridges, from the foot of the soil slope to the top of the soil slope, a total of three lines of defense more than ten meters apart.

Even the anti-slope devils are arranged, and a dirt slope is like a bulge erected on a snowfield, and the Kwantung Army erected on it stares at the wind and grass around it.

On the plane of each floor of the position, there are buildings such as turrets to provide accommodation and warmth for the devils in the cold winter.

I have to say that this arrangement is simple and effective, with the help of this slope, the devil is condescending, and the firing range under the position is open, if it is coupled with the aircraft that can roar at any time, plus a few tanks and armored vehicles, it is simply invincible.

As an attacker, unless you have large-caliber mortars and mountain artillery, it is really difficult to deal an effective blow to this central stronghold.

Not only that, but the Kwantung Army guarding this position did show a different style from the puppet army and ordinary second-rate Japanese soldiers.

It was already the middle of the night, and when the assault team approached the dirt slope under the cover of the moonlight and snow, there were actually several Kwantung Army sentries walking back and forth patrolling and sentry on the dirt slope position, Han Feng saw from the night vision binoculars that these soldiers didn't even rub their hands together to keep warm, they were loyal to their duties, holding a rifle that looked like an ice lump in this cold day, guarding back and forth.

Of course, the reason for this was that the enemy was afraid of a sneak attack by the Far Eastern regiments, so he deliberately strengthened his vigilance.

For this reason, Han Feng had to slow down the pace of the assault team, only a few hundred meters away, and was stunned to divide the entire team into five groups, one group from different directions, and it took half an hour or so to feel the pace.

There is no way, the process can be slow, but it must not be exposed, otherwise all the previous efforts will be wasted.

Fortunately, the process of touching in was quite smooth, and when he arrived at the foot of the dirt slope, Han Feng rolled quietly and landed at the dead end of the dirt slope, and the rest of the group followed closely.

And just above everyone's heads, two devils at the rear of the position were patrolling back and forth.

Han Feng gestured with a gesture, Li Hai had an order, and the others continued to remain hidden, Han Feng and Li Hai each chose one end, set off opposite each other, and each touched the two ends of the ring fortification close to the position fortification.

Speaking of these two patrol devils is really interesting, or maybe it is because of their over-dedication that their stereotype, the two of them set up a sentry and took the middle of the position as the starting point, walked to both sides, walked to the end of the position, and then returned to meet.

Han Feng didn't know if the two would talk again when they returned from a trip to meet, so they could look at each other and smile!

But this gave him and Lehi a chance, and after the two arrived at the opposite end of the position, they quietly waited for the opportunity, and at one point, the two devils approached Han Feng and Lehi respectively almost at the same time.

And at the moment when the devil arrived at the end and turned around, Han Feng quietly flipped over the position, slammed the devil down, covered his mouth and nose for the first time and twisted with brute force, and the little devil was caught off guard, and he didn't even have time to make a sound, so he directly lost his breath.

Lehi's side was also completed at the same time.

Then the body was moved aside, and the two of them pretended to learn from the two devils to patrol, and the other group members saw that the two regiment commanders had succeeded, and hurriedly turned over the position one by one, and after the two replaced Han Feng and Li Hai, one group was divided into two groups, one group of twelve people, and two groups of six people.

Han Feng led the second group to continue to touch the second position of the Japanese army.

Lehi led a group to the Japanese artillery tower behind the first position, and slaughtered the little devils while they were asleep, which was something that Lehi never tired of.

Because of the defense of the position sentinels, there is actually only one floor of the turret behind this position in order to facilitate the construction, the turret has a machine gun muzzle, Lehi looked into it through the faint moonlight, and the little devils were lying in an orderly manner, lying like something like a sleeping bag, and the whole person was wrapped in it like a silkworm chrysalis, and his whole body was wrapped in a thick quilt.

Even Lehi couldn't help muttering in his heart, these little devils of dog days are really good at thinking about keeping out the cold.

He wanted to just throw two grenades into the house, but he couldn't expose it, so he had to gently open the wooden door of the turret and enter the ...... with a group of soldiers Soon, blood splattered in the turrets of the night.

When Lehi came out of the turret again, he looked at the blood stains on his cotton clothes by the moonlight, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

What kind of bullshit Kwantung Army, it's just that, at most there are more sleeping tricks than other devils......