Winding and rugged mountain roads are hidden between the trees and ravines, and the cool mountain breeze rustles through the dense jungle branches. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Two military tents were stationed in the leeward part of the col, where an infantry detachment of devil soldiers was temporarily stationed to guard the mountain path.

Wang Zikun selected more than a dozen neat brothers and quietly walked through the dense woods, sneaking to the bushes about two hundred meters away from the devil and lying down and hiding.

Perhaps the devil thought that there would not be much danger in this inaccessible mountainous area, so the devil's detachment responsible for guarding the transportation route was very lax.

On the mountain road from both ends of the tent, there were two devil sentries with loaded guns spread their legs, staring at both ends of the mountain road, holding guns on guard.

In the open space in front of the tent, eight devil soldiers were sitting around a thunderbolt burning fire, smoking and laughing, and a skinned rabbit was roasting on the fire, the rabbit was glowing with a golden luster, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Compared with those friendly forces who repeatedly fought with the Chinese army on the Minshan front, this detachment that was transferred to the rear to serve as a guard on the transport line rarely got a chance to rest and recuperate, so they were very relaxed as if they were playing in the mountains and rivers.

For them, the Chinese army in the Minshan area was already crumbling under the ferocious offensive of their 6th Brigade and could collapse at any time.

Their victory was just around the corner, and they only needed to rest here for a few days, and when the troops at the front had defeated the Chinese army, they could smoothly enter the De'an area.

Compared with Jiujiang, which has been ruined by them, the Ruichang area, De'an is still very tempting for them, and they can plunder it on a large scale.

But what they didn't expect was that Yang Ling had already led an elite force to bypass the front battlefield of Minshan and appear beside them, but they were still unknown.

Wang Zikun, a student soldier who abandoned his pen and joined Rong, grew up on the battlefield of blood and fire, and he was already pampered and humiliated in the face of all kinds of ferocious enemies.

His keen gaze swept over the sentinels with guns, and then swept over the devil soldiers who were sitting around eating, drinking, and laughing, and finally stopped at the two tents where he could not see what was going on inside.

This should be a standard devil infantry squad, but there are only ten devil soldiers in his field of vision at this moment, which means that there are at least three more in the tent.

Their mission this time is to prepare for an ambush of the devil's transport team, in order to avoid startling the snake, so they have to quietly kill this devil sentry detachment.

If it was at night, Wang Zikun was completely sure that he would kill them before they opened fire and gave the signal, but now it was daytime, and it would have taken a little more effort.

Wang Zikun's hand, which was originally reading and writing, had become rough and full of wounds after bloody battles, and he gently patted the disguised brother next to him, and pointed to the tent over there and made a three-to-three gesture.

The brother nodded knowingly, and with the other three brothers cautiously approached the tent, and quietly lay down in the bushes behind the tent.

Before leaving, Yang Ling gave a simple lecture to the brothers on how to disguise, but at this moment, they were covered with branches and weeds, and they were lying on the ground, which was really difficult to identify without careful observation.

The brothers who were in charge of killing the devil sentry also quietly sneaked to the closest hand distance to the devil, and when Wang Zikun and they were ready, the careless little devil still didn't notice it in the slightest.

Maybe this is the inaccessible mountainous area, and it is their rear, so this group of little devils who are eating and drinking has no idea that a large net has been enveloped towards them.

Seeing that everything was ready, Wang Zikun took out the bayonet in the scabbard at his waist and held it in his hand, looked at the devils who were sitting around talking and laughing, and crept over with his brothers.

The mountain breeze is cool, and the aroma of barbecue meat is mouth-watering, but Wang Zikun and their nervous hearts are pounding, and their palms are sweating.

As soon as they had not taken a few steps out of the woods, one of the brothers focused on the devil and did not notice a small pit under his feet.

Stepping into the air, the brother leaned forward one by one, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

The sudden exclamation attracted everyone's attention, and the little devils turned their heads to look this way.

When they saw Wang Zikun and the Chinese troops who suddenly appeared beside them like ghosts with bayonets in their hands, the little devils were stunned, their faces full of astonishment and disbelief.

"Kill!" Wang Zikun didn't care to blame the brother who had alarmed the devil, raised his bayonet, and threw himself over with a low roar.

Seeing Wang Zikun's murderous appearance, as well as the cold bayonet in his hand, Rao is a fool and knows what happened.

"The people of China! Enemy attack! ”

"Flare up!"

The devil soldier Cao was the first to react, almost jumping up from the ground, roaring and rushing towards the rifles that were stacked not far away.

Hearing the roar of the devil army Cao, the rest of the devils were also like frightened rabbits, and the speed of reaction was amazing, some people were busy grabbing guns, and some people wanted to shoot signal flares.

The devil sentry guns standing at both ends of the road were in their hands, and when they saw the situation here, they hurriedly pulled the bolt and prepared to raise their guns to shoot.

But before the butts of their guns were on their shoulders, someone pounced out of the bushes on their sides, and the bayonet pierced their bodies.

"Ahh

Before the guns of the two devil sentries could go off, they were already thrown to the ground, and the bright bayonet snorted into their chests, and they screamed in pain.

But their cries soon stopped abruptly, and after a few stabs, they grew their mouths and wanted to scream, but a large stream of blood came out, and they soon died.

And before the devil army Cao Cao on this side rushed to the place where the gun was kept, he collided with Wang Zikun head-on.

The devil army Cao has rich combat experience, and he was stabbed in the arm, and the blood flowed profusely, but his burly body also knocked Wang Zikun to the ground.

Fortunately, another brother rushed up in time, grabbed the thigh of the Devil Soldier Cao, and threw the Devil Soldier to the ground, otherwise the Devil Army would have grabbed the gun next to him.

The brothers rushed up and scuffled and tore with the devil soldiers, the devils wanted to grab weapons, how could the brothers let them get their wish, cursing and roaring, bayonets flying, blood splattered.

Although the brothers were not as physically fit as the little devils, they had bayonets in their hands, stabbed and stabbed violently, and the little devils were opponents with their bare hands, and soon the situation was one-sided.

As several little devils were stabbed to the ground, the brothers who had freed their hands joined the battle group next to them, and soon all the little devils were put down.

The three little devils who were still sleeping in the tent were also cut throats by the brothers who rushed in, and their bodies were dragged out like dead dogs.

The battle of the raid lasted less than three minutes, and it seemed short, but it was very dangerous, and five brothers were in the middle of it.