Night was about to fall, and Nagumo Shinobu had been observing that courtyard for more than an hour, and that courtyard was the goal of his trip. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was a solitary compound outside the village, with a gate wide enough to enter and exit a horse-drawn cart drawn by six horses, a wall more than three meters high, and a watchtower above it, with the barrels of Czech light machine guns sticking out of the watchtower's windows and Chinese soldiers in British steel helmets lying behind them.

The courtyard covers a large area, and it is obvious that this is a large family within a radius of dozens of miles that has been requisitioned.

Also, although it is not known how big this Chinese army officer is, only the use of such a house will match his status.

In this more than an hour, Nagumo Shinobu saw two cars driven into the courtyard under the escort of more than a dozen cavalrymen and never left.

He thought that one of the two cars must be the target he wanted to kill, but unfortunately the curtains inside the car were hidden.

So, he could only watch as the gun-wielding sentry posts on both sides of the door saluted, and then the black sedan drove into the vermilion-lacquered two-way gate.

Nagumo Shinobu and the others were now hiding in a farmhouse on the edge of the village, when his men called open the door as Chinese soldiers.

The door was opened by an old lady, who heard that they were thirsty and wanted water, so she led them into the house to find water.

Then, just as the old lady took a gourd and turned back to scoop water from the tank, his men reached out and choked her throat.

During the whole process, Nagumo Shinobu didn't even look at it, but found a suitable window, pierced the window paper, and raised the telescope in his hand.

He was now thinking about how to get through the open space between the courtyard and the target courtyard at this time.

The Chinese army is poor, and Nagumo has not seen any soldiers erect searchlights or electric lights in gatehouses or courtyard walls, because the Chinese do not build or are not luxurious enough to use small diesel generators for military purposes.

Even Nagumo Shinobu heard from the intelligence department that China, a huge country, could not even exceed 2,000 trucks.

At this time, he saw more than a dozen Chinese soldiers coming out of the courtyard, holding firewood and wood in their arms, piled up about ten meters away from the gate.

What are they going to do? One of Nagumo Shinobu's subordinates glanced at Nagumo Shinobu in confusion.

Nanyun Ren is also strange, could it be that this is the Qimen Dunjia Nine Palace Gossip handed down in ancient China, and a few piles of thousands of male soldiers can trap the other party like a maze array?

When he saw that the Chinese soldiers had placed five piles of firewood, he stopped caring and withdrew to the courtyard.

The night finally decreased, and as there was no longer a little light between heaven and earth, Nanyun couldn't help but laugh dumbly, because he finally knew what the other party was doing with the firewood.

A roaring bonfire was lit in the open space in front of him, and it turned out that the Chinese soldiers had placed firewood for lighting.

This couldn't help but make a rare smile appear on Nanyun Ren's old face, which had always been indifferent like a coffin board.

Obviously, just five piles of firewood are not enough to keep burning until dawn.

Perhaps the sneak attack on the camp led by himself a few days ago has left a psychological shadow on the Chinese army, and they need to use this light to add color to their commanders and their own courage.

The more officials and the more afraid of death, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, the smile on Nanyun Ren's face instantly turned into sarcasm.

The supreme commander of the 106th Division, Junrokuro Matsuura, actually disguised himself as an imperial soldier and fled back, why didn't he die after the defeat? Or fled back and cut himself out to thank the emperor?

In Nagumo Shinobi's indignation, the night was getting deeper and deeper, and it was already the second half of the night.

As he had expected, the five piles of firewood were not enough to burn until dawn.

The Chinese soldiers used the method of lighting a pile of firewood at intervals, waiting for a period of time after it was burned out, and then lighting another pile after a period of darkness, but by two o'clock in the morning, the five piles of firewood had finally been burned out, and not even a trace of the red charcoal fire was gone.

At this time, Nagumo Shinobu and his men moved, and they walked silently like ghosts in the dark night, stepping on the residual warmth brought to the earth by the last bonfire, and came to the courtyard wall.

Then, they walked about fifty meters to the left against the wall and stopped, where there was no sentry according to Nagumo Shinobi's observation.

The Chinese army only arranged sentry posts at the four corners of the courtyard and at the gate, and at this time those sentry posts were already yawning even if they were not asleep.

The ninja's flying lock was thrown, and ten people, including Nagumo Shinobi, quietly climbed up the wall.

The courtyard wall is very thick and one meter thick, which shows that the generous owner designed the courtyard wall with anti-bandit ideas, and there are battlements for shooting on the wall, and there is a ramp leading to the courtyard in the wall.

But Nagumo Shinobu did not let his subordinates take the ramp, and taking the ramp would inevitably take out the Chinese army's sentry first.

He didn't find it difficult for his men to kill a few sentry posts quietly, but he enjoyed killing a high-ranking Chinese general he had never met without alerting them.

That would create more terror, and the Imperial Army would have more good citizens in China.

Nagumo Shinobu whispered, so his men threw the rope down, and they went down one after another, and he was the last to go down.

It wasn't because Nagumo was afraid of death that he was at the end, but because as a commander, he had to control the overall situation, leaving room for him, and he confirmed with his own perception that there was no one breathing in the open space of this large courtyard.

But then he was glad for his decision just now, when Nagumo Shinobu could already sense the vague shadow of the house thirty meters away in the dark night, suddenly something happened!

He heard a sudden muffled grunt from his own subordinate who was walking at the front, followed by the sound of a thud falling to the ground.

What happened? Exposed? Nagumo Shinobu felt that something was wrong!

He didn't advance but retreated, and since he was the last to get down the wall, he had already grabbed the rope that was only one step away from him.

At the same time he heard the sound of liquid splashing on the ground behind him, and he smelled a pungent smell of gasoline as he climbed up like an ape.

Nanyun Shinobu climbed the wall and finally couldn't help but look back, and saw a burning torch thrown from the window of the house to the ground, and then with a "whew", the courtyard was already bright, and everything could be seen clearly.

His first subordinate fell into a ditch in the courtyard that was one meter deep and one meter wide, and the muffled snort was evident that there were bamboo sticks or iron nails at the bottom of the ditch, and the sharp object had penetrated the soles of his feet.

One of his subordinates was a true ninja, and the sharp pain of the sudden attack only made him snort, because he had already received similar training, and he could die a painful death without exposing his target!

But there was not only something sharp underneath, but also an empty canned food box hanging from the rope, so that when the person hit the rope, it moved, and when the rope moved the can, they were discovered.

However, the Chinese army did not shoot immediately, but poured a basin of gasoline into the ditch first, and this is how the "chirp" just now!

Obviously, the Chinese army has already calculated, how slow it is to pour gasoline with a barrel, "coo dong dong" drop, how can it be used to splash a basin to be refreshing, and the matter will be finished with a "quack"!

Calculated by the Chinese!

Nanyun Shinobu didn't have time to sigh, but he didn't have time to care about the men who had fallen into the ditch and had been burned by gasoline at the moment, and he didn't have time to care about the eight subordinates who also turned their heads to escape, and the moment he jumped off the wall, he heard the sound of "da-da-da" shooting, and the bullet flew over his head.

The gunfire in the courtyard only rang out for five minutes before stopping, and the courtyard was as bright as day, how many bullets did it cost to nine Japanese soldiers who attacked closely?

The masters in this world are fast in finding targets, shooting fast, and shooting accurately, but there has never been a master who can be caught by the crosshair and dodge bullets.

When the nine Japanese soldiers had already been awarded, the door creaked open, and the two officers led by one tall and one short were the same.

The tall one is Zheng Youjian, but the short one is Zhan Teng, the head of the Gui Army.