Chapter 114: The Return of the New Plains (3)

"Damn the weather, the sun was shining in the morning, and it's not yet evening, but it's raining again, doesn't it mean that the rainy season has passed?" Changping Jiangnan, who was full of impatience, was still nostalgic for his warm quilt, but unfortunately it was now time for him to be on duty, if he didn't show up at the sentry post on time, the grumpy squad leader would definitely not let him go.

There were two other Japanese soldiers who were as sad as Changping Jiangnan, thinking that there were still people who had to stand guard in the rain like him, and Changping Jiangnan, who was still very uncomfortable in his heart, finally balanced a lot. After changing into a raincoat, Changping Jiangnan walked out of the wooden house with his rifle on his back, and after meeting with the two unlucky guys, the three of them walked towards the sentry post together. After handing over to the previous sentry, Changping Jiangnan was very glad that his sentry post was not drenched in rain, and the huge canopy above his head kept raining rain on his crotch.

was sent by the squadron leader to garrison this mountain, and everyone, including Changping Jiangnan, didn't take this mountain seriously, so they only set up three sentry posts stationed here, and all of them whistled. Wrapped the raincoat tightly on his body, although he didn't have to get drenched in the rain, but Changping Jiangnan didn't take off his raincoat, no matter what, it's always good to have an extra layer of clothes on his body. Looking left and right that there was no one else, Changping Jiangnan took out cigarettes and matches from the pocket of his military uniform, and it was not a violation of military regulations for the sentry to smoke secretly, as long as it was not discovered by the commander who occasionally checked the sentry.

Changping Jiangnan, who is still just an ordinary soldier, is not a new recruit, if it weren't for his repeated confrontation with his commander, he would have been in the army for 4 years. "I'm not uncommon to be a Cao Chang, I just hope that the war will end soon, and I'm waiting to go home and run the hot spring hotel left by my family." This is what Changping Eao said to his fellow villagers in private, and it is precisely because of this that the commanders who have offended him will always suppress him, and ordinary soldiers cannot return to the Japanese mainland in advance as long as they are not injured or disabled.

"Damn" put the cigarette in his mouth, Changping Jiangnan failed to light the cigarette with several matches in a row, and scolded secretly, Changping Jiangnan could only measure his body, and blocked the oncoming mountain wind with the collar of his raincoat, and finally lit the cigarette in his mouth with a match. "Nani?" Before he could spit out the cigarette that had been inhaled into his lungs, Changping Jiangnan, who was standing sideways, suddenly saw a black shadow shaking close to him out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but be shocked and wanted to see what it was, but he forgot that the match that had lit the cigarette in his hand had not been extinguished.

"Poof" Changping Jiangnan, who was stunned, stiffened his body, and the match in his hand was blown out by the oncoming wind, but Changping Jiangnan's arm holding the matchstick did not put it down. A face full of muddy water appeared in front of Changping Jiangnan, but he just stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, and Changping Jiangnan, whose neck was opened by a sharp blade, fell backwards like a log. Wiping a handful of muddy water and blood spots on his face with his sleeves that had been wet by the rain, the wet rock dragon made a safe gesture to the darkness behind him, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen figures rushed out from the night that the rock dragon did not want to do.

Changping Jiangnan, who was cut open by Yanlong with a short knife, has not completely lost his breath, but the large amount of blood loss has made his hands and feet sore, and he has lost his strength, and Changping Jiangnan, who was lying in the sentry post, used all his spirit and strength to open his eyes wide, he wanted to see clearly who his enemy was before he died. Changping Jiang Nan only saw a pair of military boots close to him, and he wanted to turn his head to see the man's face clearly, but he saw a military boot kicking towards his head from far and near.

Kicked the Japanese soldier on the ground who had not yet lost his breath, and the dice grinned at Tang Cheng who came later, they were attacking at night, and the dice didn't want to expose their actions because of a guy who was about to die because of a look. The scouts who had gone to deal with the other two sentinels had also returned, and Tang Cheng, who had personally commanded the night attack, was very happy to learn that he had personally commanded the night attack. They had quietly moved towards the hill before the rain, enduring a long lurking in such bad weather, and now it was time to reap the fruits.

Seeing Tang Cheng's gesture, the walkie-talkie soldiers who came with the commando team reached out and struck three fast and two slow signals on the walkie-talkie's talking handle, and Mike, who had already touched the foot of the mountain, received the signal, so he beckoned the soldiers of the other direct companies to speed up and march to the top of the mountain. Leaving a scout to protect the walkers, Tang Cheng waved his hand, and led the rock dragon to leave the sentry post and touch the wooden house in the distance.

Although the Japanese-Burmese détente force in New Pingyang sent troops to this hill, because of their arrogance, they did not really attach importance to the role of this hill, so the Japanese troops stationed here were only a small team, and only two machine-gun bunkers and a trench were built on the hill. After carefully identifying the fortifications and wooden houses built by the Japanese army on the hilltop, Tang Cheng divided the assault team into two, leading one team to attack the Japanese troops in the wooden houses, and the other team to control the Japanese fortifications.

Between the control of the machine gun and the attack on the wooden house, it is naturally the control of the machine gun fortification that is the most important, under the cover of Tang Cheng, the dice team quietly sneaked towards the machine gun bunker. Tang Cheng originally thought that the two machine gun bunkers arranged by the Japanese army on the top of the hill were hard bones, but no one thought that the dice and a team of people sneaked into the bunker not far away, only to find that there were no Japanese soldiers on duty in the two machine gun bunkers at all, and there were no light machine guns and no ammunition in the fortifications.

Tang Cheng didn't know whether he was secretly happy or helpless and reached out and touched his nose, the Japanese army was really arrogant, there were no soldiers on duty in the machine gun bunker, it seemed that this heavy rain had helped him. The Japanese army built four wooden houses on the top of the mountain, which formed an arc in the open space to the west of the mountain, and there were several large piles covered with tarpaulins in the open space in front of the wooden houses, but I don't know what was covered under the tarpaulin.

Tang Cheng's original plan was to fight this night attack quickly and ruthlessly, but it was not enough to kill all the Japanese soldiers, and a few of them had to be left to go to Xinpingyang to report the news, but after seeing the four wooden houses on the hill, Tang Cheng changed his plan. Stopping the rock dragon who was picking up the grenade from his waist, Tang Cheng made a throat-cutting gesture to the commandos around him, although it was a good way to use the grenade to solve the Japanese troops in the wooden house, but it also destroyed the four wooden houses, and when more than 100 people from the direct company came up the mountain, could it be that everyone camped in the open air in the rain?

The dice, which had already confirmed that the machine gun bunker was empty, also gathered over, and under Tang Cheng's arrangement, all the commandos were divided into four teams, and each of them only needed to control one of the wooden houses for a while. "Someone came out" Before Tang Cheng and they scattered towards the wooden house more than ten meters away, a scout standing next to Tang Cheng suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the wooden house and shouted in a low voice, everyone looked in the direction of his finger, the door of the second wooden house had been opened at this time, and a Japanese soldier was standing at the door with one foot outside and one foot inside, staring blankly at Tang Cheng and them who seemed to have fallen from the sky.

"Fire, fire, with grenades." Tang Cheng, who was the first to react, shouted loudly as the Japanese soldiers had retreated into the wooden houses, and the bullets were like a water dragon that opened the floodgates and poured straight towards the four wooden houses. The planks used by the Japanese army to build wooden houses were thick, but they were only a dozen meters away from the four wooden houses in Tangcheng, and at such a close distance, the bullets fired from Thomson's submachine gun were enough to penetrate those wooden planks. Bullet holes appeared in the wall of the wooden house continuously, and the bullets fired into the wooden house through the wooden board hit the Japanese soldiers howling wolf, and there were already Japanese soldiers who were not afraid of death shooting outward from the door with 38 rifles, but the Japanese 38 rifles were far from being the opponent of submachine guns, so all the Japanese soldiers in the wooden house were suppressed in the wooden house and could not get out.

"Rush out" Under the shouts of the officers, the Japanese soldiers leaned out of the door of the wooden house and shot out, and the two sides fought happily from a distance of more than ten meters. A Japanese soldier took out a grenade and pulled the primer before he could throw it out, and was swept to the ground by a string of bullets. The "boom" grenade exploded in the wooden house, and several Japanese soldiers who were next to the grenade were scattered in all directions, and the shrapnel that flew in the wooden house caused most of the Japanese soldiers to suffer wounds.

The Japanese soldiers, who were not afraid of death, went forward one after another to shoot outside the wooden house, and if they could not get out of the wooden house, they had only a dead end. Although they were supported by the spirit of 'bushido', they were facing a direct company that was already armed to the teeth, and the dense rain of bullets that came in their faces was like an invisible wall, a strong wall that they could not break through. The Japanese officers who could only fight in the wooden house were secretly frightened, when did the firepower of the Chinese army become so fierce? If they continue to fight like this, they will not be able to break through the defense line of the Zhina, even if they are exhausted.

"Forget it, just transfer Bazooka over, and you can save some bullets." The walls of the wooden house were already full of bullet holes, but Tang Cheng never saw the Japanese troops in the wooden house stop fighting back or surrender voluntarily. It's useless to keep the wooden hut that has been beaten into a sieve, it is better to use Bazooka to directly blow up the wooden house and the Japanese soldiers inside, at least let the dice save some bullets to deal with the Japanese-Burmese mixed troops coming from Xinpingyang.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom" With four explosions, the Japanese soldiers who had been stubbornly resisting turned into flames together with the four crumbling wooden houses, even if some lucky guys would escape in the explosion, but they could not escape the pursuit of the guns. When Tang Cheng came back to his senses and shouted to stay alive, all the Japanese soldiers on the hill had been killed, and Tang Cheng had no choice but to kick Tan Fei twice to vent his disappointment.