The west side of Linhuai Pass is barren, the fields are barren, overgrown with weeds, and they are swaying in the ground and air waves. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The heavy artillery position of the 13th Division of the Japanese Army was located here, and the sound of artillery on the position rumbled, shaking the space and trembling the earth.

The cannonballs roared out of their chambers with a huge sound, and a round of cannon rain whistled to the east, exploding on the other side of the Huai River in an instant, and soon there was a muffled sound of thunder.

"Eight squares, reserve reload ......"

As soon as the shelling on the artillery position stopped, there was a sound of Japanese command and dispatch, and the devil soldiers ran under the order.

Three hundred meters away from the right rear of the position, a neatly organized Japanese squadron marched towards the rear of the artillery position with orderly steps.

"Step, step ......"

I saw that the soldiers of this squadron were all sloppy, and the sand on their uniforms was mixed with the blackened traces of war, like coal diggers who had just come out of the coal kiln.

The face was dirty, but the eyes were full of energy, and if you looked closely, it was not difficult to find that there was a wave of anger in the eyes, which made the skin on the dirty face tremble slightly.

At first glance, it seems to be caused by the neat steps that shake the body, like the surrounding weeds, in the rhythm of the shock wave and ground movement.

The lineup of troops is neat, exuding a murderous aura, this is a team of real soldiers, like soldiers who have just returned from a tough battle, the murderous aura is still there.

The team trampled on the weeds more than a foot high, leaving crooked weed trails in the barren fields.

The Japanese artillery positions hummed incessantly, erupting round after round of shells, shaking the earth and wailing in horror.

The devastated earth trembled incessantly, and the sensing shook the weeds and the hearts of this squadron.

The complex emotions of anger, worry and hatred appeared in the eyes of the whole team, as if they did not match the actual situation.

It stands to reason that a group of soldiers who have returned triumphantly should be excited, or at least sneer, when they witness the shelling of their own artillery positions, and perhaps they should shout applause.

However, this phenomenon did not manifest itself, but instead appeared neat and murderous, like the brewing of the eve of the battle.

"Stop, pass? Which part of it are you? Heavy artillery positions are not allowed to approach ......"

A little devil held a gun in both hands, the muzzle of the gun was tilted to the ground, staring at the squadron officer thirty meters away, with a look of surprise.

What kind of troops is this?

It's really evil, except for the signal corps and officers, everyone carries light machine guns on their shoulders, my good boy, this firepower is still worth fighting?

The young officer at the head looked angry, raised his hand and pointed at the devil soldier with his command knife and shouted: "Yaga, it is a shame for the empire that Tokyo has a bad product like you, have you ever seen a special combat team?"

Special Forces? What kind of troops is that, I've never heard of it!

The devil soldier was puzzled, and when he heard a local accent, he relaxed his vigilance, and he didn't dare to ask more questions in the face of a Zhongzuo.

However, where the duty lies, the devil soldiers muster up the courage to warn: "Your Excellency Nakasa, please lead the team to leave, the heavy artillery position is not allowed to approach without permission, and it is ...... against the order."

"Baga, General Ben is passing by here, who rarely sees a broken position, which makes Lao Tzu's ears hurt, dodge!"

The young Nakasa was furious, brandishing the command knife in his hand to signal the troops to move on, ignoring the anxious and panicked devil soldiers.

The devil soldiers were terrified, trembling the 38 big covers in their hands, slightly raising the muzzle of their guns and lowering them, watching the troops pass by.

The military order is like a mountain, and the dereliction of duty must be severely punished, and the devil soldier decisively raised the muzzle of his gun when he thought about this, and suddenly found that the troops were deviating from the side to the left, and he was so puzzled that he was stunned on the spot.

Just when the devil soldier was confused, a bayonet flew out of the team with a "boom", which directly penetrated his neck, prompting the devil soldier to instantly discard the 38 big cover in his hand, and grasped the bayonet with both hands and fell to the ground unwillingly.

A soldier in the team quickly filled the post of the devil soldier, picked up the 38 big cover on the ground, and stood guard with a gun obliquely.

This scene happened in an instant, without alarming anyone, and without making much movement, even if there was movement, it was annihilated without a trace in the sound of artillery fire.

The sentinel action was decisive and swift, taking place three hundred meters from the heavy artillery position, about a hundred meters from the fortifications of the artillery position, quietly and unconsciously.

It is located in the plains and fields, but there are people who have nothing to hide, and the devil sentries are relatively scattered, and one person is set up about 100 meters, which brings convenience to the sentinel operation.

On the contrary, the Japanese heavy artillery position was almost lazy except for the more vigilant sentries, although it showed a vigilant posture on the surface, but it was not difficult to find that the devil soldiers were lazy in the body shaking in the rumbling of the cannons.

It was half past one in the afternoon, and the spring sun was shining brightly, bathing in the warmth, prompting the veteran Yuzu to develop a habit of laziness.

Maybe it's because they haven't slept all night, or maybe it's because the ghost soldiers are enjoying life, listening to the lullaby of artillery fire and pretending to sleep.

As everyone knows, the crisis is approaching them, very close, getting closer and closer......

I saw that this special operations team was neat and distinct, and its appearance seemed to be very sloppy, but the morale it showed was eye-catching.

The troops did not walk in a straight line, occasionally shifting thirty or fifty meters, and then turned to leave, like a unit observing and learning.

This can be fully revealed in the eyes of the soldiers, who are constantly watching, constantly looking at the situation on the heavy artillery position.

The Japanese troops stationed at the heavy artillery positions were about a squadron, scattered around the artillery positions, and were stationed on the basis of fortifications built with sandbags.

The height of the sandbag fortification is about 1.5 meters, and the length is about 10 meters, and two quite ferocious devil soldiers hold two heavy machine guns to deter the periphery, and six devil soldiers are lazily lying on the sandbags.

These fortifications were encircled around the artillery emplacements at intervals ranging from about thirty to fifty meters, forming a ring of fortifications.

The fortifications were set up in a well-regulated manner, and no matter what you attacked from any place, you would encounter fire coverage from three or even five fortifications.

It can be called a turtle shell, and the firepower of ten heavy machine guns is daunting.

With this kind of front, even if it withstands the charge of 10,000 people, it is impregnable, and it can completely block the enemy and be out of range.

The figures in the fortifications, the artillerymen calibrating the elevation angle, the deputies reloading, and the porters struggling to transport the shell boxes, all of which were busy under the command of the devil officer, were so dizzy and panicked that they were dancing.

Nakasa led his troops to observe, and gradually approached the fortifications ten meters away, and did not encounter the interrogation of the little devils stationed in the fortifications.

Perhaps it was because the sentry in front of him did not give a warning, and the sentry stood there in a good manner, so he thought that this special unit had checked the password and came to observe and learn.

The devil soldiers stared at this special unit strangely, just because the firepower was too fierce, what kind of unit was this, how could it be equipped with all light machine guns?

"Bagaya Road, each team will lead it, observe and study carefully, open your eyes clearly, and open the way!"

At the sound of the young Nakasa's order, the soldiers dispersed in three teams, converging on the left, middle and right three fortification gaps, leaving only Nakasa and the signal soldiers stranded in place.

Suddenly, a young officer rushed to the heavy artillery position, and the person arrived before he arrived: "Bagaya Road, be on guard, they ......"