Time passed slowly in intense preparations, and on December 2, the heaviest snow since the beginning of winter fell on Heilongjiang. Heavy snow fell for three days in a row, the ravines were filled in, weeds and shrubs were gone, and the snow on the flat ground reached a depth of more than half a meter. The entire silver-white world is smooth and clean, and there are few protrusions to be seen. Even the trees on the mountain are covered with snow, so that the gloom of the mountain no longer exists.

The traffic is basically cut off, and there is no one to travel between the towns except for horses and plows, and all cats are waiting at home for the snow to harden before traveling, or simply starting to cat winter.

On the afternoon of the third day, the snow finally stopped. After the snow stopped, Baoqing was covered in snow, and the houses were covered with snow, leaving only the chimney sticking out of the snow, or steaming, or emitting green smoke, which made this dead and silent silver white world still a little lively.

In the barracks, 'Iwakoshi Tsuneichi' was bored drinking a little wine, and two ordinary-looking military prostitutes were singing and dancing there, cheering up the local magistrate.

The barracks were brightly lit, and the Japanese soldiers were shouting at gambling and drinking on the hot kang, and entered the comfortable life of the Northeast Maodong.

In addition to those who were on duty at their respective posts, the barracks, which covered an area of six or seven square kilometers, were left with the Japanese soldiers who were on duty to clear the snow.

They made snow planks out of wooden planks, opened the passage between the barracks, and cleared the way along the main road to the camp gate.

Half an hour later, the roads at the exits of the barracks were cleared three or four kilometers away and connected to the road under the snow.

After completing the basic tasks, the Japanese soldiers carried their tools and rubbed their frozen hands, and walked towards the camp in a hurry.

In the procession, there were constantly figures joining, but hundreds of people were in a mess, no one cared, no one noticed, and after returning to the camp covered with snow grains, they drilled into their respective barracks, took off their shoes and put on the kang, and didn't care about anything else. Some of the soldiers were more diligent and returned to camp and walked towards a stack of splitting wrenches.......

The winter night came early, and before four o'clock it was dark, and the camp fell silent in the north wind, except for the sentries of the watchtower, who stood on the leeward side and stamped their feet, waiting for the changing of the guard.

The searchlights on the turret were also on, but only at the road outside the camp, and no one was moving back and forth. In the reflection of the snow, they were not worried about not being able to see the figure close to the camp.

In the wind, a few figures walked towards the gate of the camp facing the main road, and then burrowed into the turret and disappeared.

The night slowly lifted up, covering all the dim light, and the whole camp fell into absolute silence except for the searchlights on the turret. The long night began.

Suddenly, the searchlights on the turret went out one by one, plunging the camp into darkness in an instant. The darkness lasted less than half a minute, and the light of the fires that rose in and around the camp re-illuminated the dark world.

In the whistling north wind, the fire is getting bigger and bigger, and in less than half a minute, the flames several meters high illuminate the sky, illuminating the camp, and the whole camp is as bright as a bonfire.

The sparks crackled and fluttered in the wind, and the flames flew higher and higher. As the fire grew, the flames whimpered in the wind.

"What does it smell like?"

In a barracks, a Japanese soldier twitched his nose and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know how to ......"

A few of his companions, who were busy packing up and getting ready for bed, shook their heads, and no one paid any attention to him.

In another barracks, a soldier had just been lying down when he suddenly saw a bright light coming out of a window buried in snow, and it was getting brighter.

"Nani?"

Confused, he slipped out of the bed and leaned over to the window to look out.

"Fire!!

Panicked shouts resounded throughout the camp, the doors of the barracks were opened, and the disheveled Japanese soldiers got out of the barracks, holding basins and buckets, and stood there, but they didn't know what to do.

The snow was bright, and piles of flames were blazing, baking all the snow around them. The scorching heat couldn't even get close to thirty meters, and the firefighting lost its meaning in the fire snake chaos.

"What's the situation!?"

After 'Iwakoshi Tsuneichi' got dressed, he pushed open the door and asked, and then, he didn't need an answer.

"Firefighting!!"

"Take care of the barracks, don't even camp!!"

With the roar of the reaction, the Japanese soldiers holding the basins and stabs ran one after another, the wheels of the wells rumbled, and the basins and buckets of water splashed on the barracks, wetting the places that had been roasted by the temperature of the flames and exposed the window frames of the purlins.

The people running in the firelight are very similar to the scene of the Songkran Festival, and the water dragons are sprinkled on the barracks, splashing in all directions, so lively.

In the snow in the distance, hundreds of people lay there silently. Dong Ku and all the soldiers above the squad leader level held binoculars, watching the bonfire party and Songkran Festival they organized, and looking at the cheerful Japanese soldiers, they felt comfortable.

"Gone!"

Dong Ku saw that the fire was out of control, so he put away the binoculars, carried a light machine gun captured in the turret, waved his hand and ordered, "Go back to sleep and let the little devil play by himself!" ”

The soldiers quickly put on their booty on their backs, propped up the sleigh, and ran towards the mountains in the still soft snow, and soon disappeared into the night.

Dong Ku and the others returned to a col in the Old Bald Mountain, to the simple semi-underground earth hadron that had been covered with snow, and lay down on the comfortable earth fire dragon, and fell asleep peacefully. When they arrived, the Japanese troops in the Baoqing barracks were miserable, and a fire burned for more than two hours, burning all that could be burned out, and finally extinguished.

"Iwakoshi Hengichi" looked at the soldiers who were covered in ice ballast, soaked in clothes and pants, and shivering in the wind in the afterglow of the firelight, and there was no place to release the anger in his heart.

At this time, the barracks became a frozen lake, and the reserve of wood splitters was burned, and the barracks near the firewood stacks were also ignited. In such a wind, it is impossible to extinguish the fire with only a few wells, so we can only desperately keep the barracks that are not alive, and let the fire points slowly burn out.

In the fire, the grenades and bullets in the barracks were roasted, which really injured many soldiers and made these burning barracks dare not be approached. Fortunately, the ammunition depot is far away, otherwise, the consequences are really unimaginable.

In the thick smoke, the cause of the fire was quickly found, because the searchlights of the turret were all extinguished, and the generator was working.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, the corpses were already frozen, and there was not a single gasp in the dozen or so turrets.

What if someone arsons? Zhilu Dao: What can someone do if someone attacks the barracks? Except for some Japanese soldiers who changed into dry clothes and pants in the munitions depot and defended strictly, the Japanese army could not do much.

However, the corpses in the turret and the sentry post were so frightened that all the officers were shocked, and the small eyes that went in and came out had a gunshot wound as big as a walnut, which made them frightened and puzzled. How the other party approached the turret for the time being, hundreds of people were shot, and no gunshots were heard in the barracks! Everyone recognized the bullet casings on the ground, which were left by the barge gun, but why was there no sound? Could it be that the snow was so thick that it could not be heard in the barracks?

"Iwakoshi Hengichi" summarized these situations in the conference room and came to the conclusion that the other party wanted to set fire to them! However, the barracks are too big, and most of the splitting wrenches are a little far away from the barracks, and they were discovered early, except for the grenade explosion that killed more than a dozen people and injured hundreds of people, there were no deaths from the fire.

Iwakoshi Hengichi didn't believe that the other party dared to attack the military camp directly, after all, there were more than 20,000 people in the military camp, even if he successfully launched a surprise attack, once this side reacted, the enemy would be thousands, and he would not be able to stand the large number of people here.

"Yaga! These bastards!! ”

Iwakoshi Heng smashed his fists on the table one by one, and while he was angry, he couldn't help but rejoice. The opponent did not launch a surprise attack after setting fire, otherwise, the losses would be incalculable. After all, this side is exposed to fire, and at night, it is a live target.

Where did he know that thousands of people against tens of thousands of people, even if they successfully raided and killed thousands, there were still many left, once they raided, it would be a fierce battle, and it would also make Dong Ku lose the opportunity to annihilate the Third Division.

Dong Ku will not let the recruits who have just been trained directly participate in the bloody battle, the gains outweigh the losses, and he does not have enough troops to replenish them, at least not now. In addition, the mortar shells were almost exhausted when they bombed the 7th Division on this side of Laobald Mountain, and the few remaining ones were also given to General Zhao, so it was impossible to carry out artillery bombardment at all. Therefore, he adopted another way, to eat the third division at the minimum cost, to achieve the purpose of training, and at the same time, cut off the passage to the direction of Yamato Town.

According to some statistics, the loss of the barracks came out, and there was not much damage to the personnel, except for thousands of guns that were burned, and the equipment of thousands of people was gone, and more than 30 barracks were burned down, and the losses were not large, and they were still within the tolerance range of Iwakoshi Hengichi.

As the panic and busyness ended, the tired Japanese soldiers entered the intact barracks, burned the house to the boiling heat, stripped naked and huddled together, and hung wet clothes and pants to dry. However, after the soldiers who lost their barracks crowded in, the space in the room was quite tight, and their clothes and pants could not be spread out to dry, and it was estimated that they would not be able to dry all of them by morning.

The Japanese troops, who had changed into dry pants, did not do anything except to extend the defensive distance to the barracks by one kilometer. The headlights of the armored car were unanimous, and the machine guns pointed at the snowfields in the north wind wrapped in snow particles.

The noise in the barracks ended, but the north wind grew stronger. The soft snow was swept up by the wind and rolled on the snow until it floated and rattled against the iron plate of the armored vehicle. On the ground, snow particles piled up and rolled under the wheels of the armored vehicles, slowly rising.

The watered areas of the barracks were slowly buried by rolling snow, and in the morning, all the mess in the barracks would be covered up except for the smoky ruins.

The smoke bubble peculiar to the Northeast is coming.

This is a unique climate characteristic of Tohoku, and after heavy snowfall, strong winds blow depending on the climate, and the wind force sometimes reaches seven or eight or more. In the Mongolian steppes, this phenomenon is known as the white-haired wind, which means that the snow particles in the wind roll on the ground as if the ground has white hair.

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