Oshima was full of confidence when he sent this telegram, standing in front of the map with a slight smile on his face.

January in the northeast is the season of freezing three feet, the water of the Malan River has frozen, and the moonlight tonight is particularly bright, through the reflection of the ice surface, everything around can be seen clearly with the naked eye.

The roar of artillery fire in the distance, the sound of bullets whistling seemed to be unable to break the silence of the place, and a hare may have been awakened from its sleep by the fire, and at this time searched for something to be used as food in the snow by the river.

Suddenly, the hare raised his head alertly, and fled the place like an arrow from a string. As soon as its footsteps left here, three men in white clothes, white hats, and white pants walked quickly towards the Malan River.

Their steps were light, as light as the rabbit that had just escaped. Their clothing blends in with the white around them, making them almost impossible to spot from a distance.

After the three men walked to the river, they immediately crawled into the snow, and the three muzzles of their guns were pointed in three directions, and their robberies were actually covered with white gun holsters.

After the three of them lay here for a minute, one of them immediately half-crouched up, waving his arm behind him a few times, only to realize that a group of guys dressed like them had emerged from the dense forest behind them.

None of these people made a sound, they lined up in two teams in an orderly manner, and in order to reduce their exposed area, they actually passed one by one from the frozen river in a crawling posture.

Across the river was a Japanese guard post with five Japanese soldiers and a dozen security army handles, armed with a machine gun and an infantry gun. The defenders inside were also very loyal, and their eyes were always fixed on the outside, but it only took three minutes for the two hundred men to cross the river, and with the color of their own clothes and the way they were advancing, the moonlight was bright but not the sun, and the Japanese soldiers who observed did not find them.

The white snow is like a soft blanket. With its whiteness, it greets this divine soldier descending from heaven.

When the special operators reached the bottom of the outpost, not a single one of them said a word, took up their weapons, and quietly prepared to start the battle.

The captain only made a few gestures, and the more than 200 people immediately divided into five squads, three of which continued to move forward, and one team touched the outpost, leaving one to stay on guard.

The Japanese soldiers and security forces in the outpost were sitting around the fire at this time, except for two people who were observing the situation outside, and the rest were sitting around the fire to roast the fire, and they didn't even have weapons at hand. When the five special operators broke into the door, these guys didn't even know what was going on for the first time. One by one, they are stunned.

Then more special operators rushed in, and at this time the Japanese reacted faster than the security forces, and immediately rushed to their weapons. But they had no chance to pull the trigger at all, and the special operators who rushed in opened fire first, and the five Japanese GIs were shot and killed in an instant.

The squad leader of the security army only came to his senses at this time.

He discovered something that terrified him! All five Japanese soldiers were fatally killed by one shot, and no one was shot a second time! The opponent shot in such a short period of time, and all the people who died were Japanese, and there was nothing wrong with it!

His first reaction was to kneel: "Big brothers! Spare your life, my brother just eats with a mouthful. I beg your mercy! ”

A figure walked towards him, and behind the thick white veil came a voice that made these security soldiers tremble: "Say, how many more outposts are there from here to Dalian City?" How many troops? ”

The captain of the security army didn't dare to lie at this time: "There are also four camps, and the strength is about 2,000 people. ”

Before he could finish speaking, a cold bayonet was placed on the side of his neck: "You nonsense! ”

The captain hurriedly kowtowed: "Uncle! Uncle, I really didn't lie to you, there were only three camps, one for each mile. But the Japanese soldiers who had just arrived today set up a camp at the foot of the mountain and were now resting. I really didn't lie to you! ”

The eyes of the special combat team member who led the team changed, and he quietly made a gesture behind him, and the team members in the room suddenly moved together, and more than a dozen security soldiers were killed without saying a word.

"Captain, the gunfire we just fired may have alarmed the enemy below, what should we do?"

"Kill them!"

The most important thing for special operations is the accuracy of intelligence, and that one Japanese wing is really an unexpected change. There was no Japanese army of this wing on the route of their previous Jihua!

If you change to other troops, you may want to find a new route, but the special brigade is different, they want time! If you go back and discuss it again, you must not consider it, not to mention that there is a wing in front of you, that is, a division of the Japanese army, and they must also try to break through as quickly as possible.

The sound of gunfire had already alarmed Qiao Mu, and although the Japanese devil did not know what was happening, he immediately got up from his bed and sounded the order to assemble.

However, the movements of the special combat team were too fast, and the Japanese troops who got up from the bed did not have time to assemble before they were hit by fierce firepower! Guns and grenades flew into the Japanese camp first, and the newly assembled Japanese troops were bombarded in the first round.

Before Qiao Mu could react, the three combat teams of the special operations team had already rushed to the door, and the grenade fell into the barracks in a graceful arc, and more than a dozen light machine guns fired fiercely at the crowd.

The Japanese were suddenly in a mess, and although some of the teams stubbornly wanted to resist, the special operations group had two special combat teams responsible for fighting these enemies who could still be organized, and the remaining groups immediately dispersed and attacked in separate ways, making the chaotic people even more confused.

Qiao Mu didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky, but he actually let him gather more than 200 soldiers around the headquarters, huddle in the corner of the three large tiled houses and resist stubbornly, he believed that the sound of gunfire had reached Oshima Hisunao's ears, and he hoped that he could hold out until the reinforcements arrived.

These people have a lot of firepower, but their number is really small, as long as they persist, the chances should still be great.

Qiao Mu was shouting loudly to let the surrounding teams that could come close to him, and arranged firepower to block the opponent's breakthrough. His efforts also paid an immediate effect, and the Japanese soldiers killed five or six of the opponent after paying the price of more than 30 people, and the other side immediately withdrew. This really surprised Qiao Mu.

Five or six casualties and retreated? Qiao Mu's confidence rose at once, which showed that although the other party was well-equipped, he did not have much fighting spirit, and the bushido of Great Japan absolutely despised this kind of behavior, and he hurriedly took advantage of this free time to hurry up and build some more fortifications.

Soon, the second round of attacks from the other side came, and they really didn't seem to have much fighting spirit, just formed an absolute suppression of their own firepower from afar. Qiao Mu can't do anything, although the number of people on the opposite side is very small, but the firepower is not ordinarily strong! Light machine guns and heavy machine guns are all available, and even rifles are semi-automatic in their hands.

And that grenade. There is no conscience, and the guns and grenades are constantly bombarding themselves. Qiao Mu was blown up and had no idea of killing him, but fortunately he didn't rush over from the other side, so Qiao Mu simply shrank in the courtyard and asked the soldiers to put on their bayonets.

It was then that he suddenly noticed that the enemy had blasted a small hole in the edge of the wall, and the hole was not large, and he could barely reach in with a fist. Qiao Mu really couldn't understand what such a small hole was for?

He was about to have someone plug it. He noticed a black tube-like thing sticking out of one of the holes, and before he could take a closer look at what it was, a piercing flame erupted from the small hole!

Next, the back wall. The windows were bursting into flames.

A small courtyard suddenly fell into a sea of fire, and the Japanese soldiers in the courtyard were screaming and screaming from the barbecue, and some were looking for a way out. Some tried to roll on the ground to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but all their efforts were in vain.

Qiao Mu's reaction was fast, and he dodged to a dead corner at the first time. He didn't think the flames would shoot out here. Qiao Mu was right, this dead corner really became the only place that was not burned by the fire, but soon he knew that he would not survive.

Breathing has become more and more difficult, and even his mind is a little blurred, and the flames in front of him seem to be shaking, calling him, as long as he enters those flames, he can end the pain. Qiao Mu sadly found that there were only two roads in front of him, either he was burned alive or smoked to death! There's no way to survive anyway.

This situation made him extremely depressed, and when his body was about to reach the limit, Qiao Mu's spirit was finally destroyed, and he didn't want to go on like this. He suddenly rushed into the flames, let the flames leap over him, pulled out his pistol against his temple, and pulled the trigger without hesitation: "Long live the Emperor!" ”

One wing of Japanese troops was completely routed in less than ten minutes, with 464 dead and more than 700 wounded. The special operations brigade really came and went like the wind, just as suddenly when they came, and as fast as a rabbit when they left.

It wasn't until the gunfire had completely subsided that the Japanese realized that the enemy was gone. The people who were still alive were basically at a loss, including those commanders such as captains and captains, who stood there stupidly and couldn't believe what they had just experienced.

If it weren't for the gunfire and corpses lying around them, they might even wonder if they were having a nightmare.

In fact, if it could, the special operations team would not want to engage in this battle! Even though they only played for 10 minutes, 10 minutes was very important to them! They were going to cut to a depth of eight kilometers of the Japanese front, and their task was to destroy the Japanese army's supply warehouses, but the Japanese must have been prepared for these ten minutes.

The captain of the team knew that what he had to do now was to move faster, faster, faster.

There was a Japanese guard post in front of them, and according to the original jihua, they could bypass a small river next to it, but now the captain had to change jihua. The purpose of going around was to conceal his whereabouts, and the battle just now made this intention meaningless.

"Two minutes! Kill this outpost and rush over! ”

After the captain finished speaking, he took out a signal flare and hit it in the air, and a red firework jumped into the sky. (To be continued......)