"Brother, be cautious! There must be a heavy Japanese army here, and we have a little bit of men and horses, but 。。。。。 Qi Guangyuan hurriedly persuaded.

The place Liu Lang was referring to, how could Qi Guangyuan not know?

These days, the various units of the Eighth Division have already been thoroughly touched by the members of the Special Brigade of the Independent Regiment, although they don't know what a special brigade is, Qi Guangyuan still admires the skills of the dozen or so strangely dressed scouts.

In his free days after fighting the Fourth Brigade and waiting for the attack of the Eighth Division, he specially called Liu Lang to ask the independent regiment scout who had reported to Tang Yongming to send him a battle report, and he could not alarm others. At the same time, he strengthened the vigilance around the regimental headquarters.

As a result, the guy named Niu Er lurked in the mountains near his regimental headquarters for nearly 8 hours, waited for an opportunity for all the guards to relax, knocked one unconscious, changed into the uniform of the 29th Army, and sneaked into the tunnel. Master Qi was so angry that he locked up the guard platoon commander for a long time.

Such a terrifying guy, could it be wrong to get the information they got?

It was clearly the temporary garrison of the Japanese heavy artillery brigade, and there was a brigade of nearly 1,000 infantry stationed there.

"Hehe, Xi Yiyi is probably thinking about how to take advantage of my serious injury and death to attack Luo Wenyu in one fell swoop? When he attacks with all his might, the defense will naturally be relaxed, not to mention, His Excellency Lieutenant General Xiyi will soon know what special operations are. Liu Lang smiled proudly.

Seeing Liu Lang's expression, Qi Guangyuan knew that he had made up his mind, otherwise he would not have risked the army's heart to sway to death to deceive the Japanese, and said, "What about Chief of Staff Yu?" How is he doing? ”

It's just a regiment leader pretending to be dead, Qi Guangyuan finds it hard to believe that these two come to this set at the same time, it's a bit too exaggerated, are Kong Ming alive?

"Dedication!" Liu Lang's face became heavy, "He was beaten by a cold shot from a distance by a little devil, but fortunately, he didn't hurt the vital point, the bullet has been taken out, and he is cultivating next door at this time, the problem is not very big, but he can't go to the battlefield in the short term." ”

"What do you need me to do with 288 and 289? We still have 2,400 men, and at least 1,000 can be drawn to fight with you. Although Qi Guangyuan was a little sad when he said this, the expression on his face was also firm.

In order to enhance its own strength, the 29th Army has a strength of up to 60,000 troops, and the regimental establishment is much larger than Liu Lang's 1,500-person independent regiment, and the two regiments originally had more than 5,000 troops.

Listening to Liu Lang say this now, he has to draw nearly half of the only 2,400 people left to support the seemingly impossible action implemented by Liu Lang, and it is difficult for Liu Lang not to appreciate the trust in it.

Liu Lang was moved, but shook his head and said: "I have received my brother's wishes, but the Japanese army is calm now, and the attack in the afternoon will be more and more crazy, what the brothers of the 29th Army have to do is to continue to defend their positions, no matter how many casualties they pay, they must fight to the death and not retreat. ”

"Okay, then I'll go back to the regiment headquarters now, don't worry, with me Qi Guangyuan here, the Japanese army will never think about me taking a step at the top of the black pot, and the last 2,400 people of my 288 and 289 regiments are ready to kill." Qi Guangyuan is also a cheerful person, raised his hand to give Liu Lang a farewell military salute, turned around and left.

Raising his hand to return the salute, seeing Qi Guangyuan leave, Liu Lang's eyes were cold, and he ordered: "Chi Dakui, order Ling Hong and them to start acting according to the original order, I want to let the Japanese invaders know what it means to be in pain." ”

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Mo Kitten and Chen Dafa had been lurking on a hill for more than twenty-four hours, where they were only 500 meters away from the Japanese Eighth Artillery Wing stationed in the valley, and even the closest gun to them was only 200 meters away.

Without a scope, they could almost clearly see the busy figure of the Japanese army and the sound of wah-wow screams from time to time, Mo Xiaomei, who already knew a lot of Japanese, knew that they were giving orders, and the short calm was about to be broken, and a new round of shelling was about to begin.

Mo Kitten aimed the muzzle wrapped in dead leaves into the distance, 800 meters away, was the headquarters of the Eighth Artillery Wing, and in twenty-four hours, Mo Kitten had already aimed at the Japanese officer who had walked out of the command headquarters from time to time with the rank of Dazuo and looked at the battlefield ten miles away.

In other words, as long as he pulled the trigger, he had at least seven or eight chances to snipe the unsuspecting artillery wing commander to death.

But Mo Kitten didn't do that, the commander once said that sniping an important target is important, but strategy is more important, and all military operations must serve strategy. Before receiving the order to start the operation, all they had to do as a two-man sniper team was to lurk.

Until they receive an order, whether to retreat or attack, they must follow the order.

They had been lying on their stomachs in the bushes for twenty-four hours, and the Japanese patrols had walked at least four times no more than five meters in front of them. The camouflage uniforms with camouflage nets and branches completely deceived the eyes of the Japanese soldiers, who never dreamed that anyone in this world would try to look at their wing commander from a distance of 800 meters, at least not in China.

Out of the corner of his eye, Mo Xiaomei swept three meters to his side, where his fire support Chen was hiding. Chen Dafa, whose face was covered with oil paint, shrunk his head under the bushes and hid it very carefully, if it weren't for Mo Xiaomei knowing where he was, he wouldn't know that there was a strong man with a height of 1.95 meters hiding from the bushes.

As if sensing Mo Kitten's gaze, Chen Yunfa opened his eyes, curled up his hand and made a safe gesture to Mo Kitten, and continued to close his eyes.

Even Mo Kitten has to admire the tenacity of this one, from yesterday to now, this 1.95-meter big man has not moved much except for moving his fingers to keep his joints flexible when the night comes, just like a hibernating bear.

In fact, Mo Kitten knows that he has moved, but the slow amplitude is comparable to that of a snail, unless someone stays on him for ten minutes, you don't know that the big man like a dead branch has moved.

He moves, not because he can't hold on, but to remove the stiffness of his joints and muscles and prepare for an attack that can be launched at any time. Every muscle stiffness can cause the bullet in the chamber to deviate unpredictably.

Chen Yunfa's talent can reach excellent standards even if he gets it to future generations.

Suddenly, Mo Kitten's eyes widened.

A red object suddenly rose in the sky, and in the blowing of the mountain wind, it rose and went straight into the sky, and it could be seen for ten miles.

Mo Kitten knew that it was a Kong Ming lantern made of red skin, a masterpiece of the wisdom of the Chinese ancestors.

There are two big characters on the Kong Ming lantern "Kai Gan", if it weren't for Mo Kitten having a scope, it would naturally be impossible to see clearly, of course, even if the devil's eyes are good, it will be in vain.

Only the special forces know that the red color represents only one meaning: fire, kill the little devils, find the biggest one, and hurt them.