Chapter 61: The Dragon

On the eve of dawn, the stars and the moon are not shining, the five fingers are not visible, the river breeze is immersed in the cold, and the river waves are rhythmically lapping the shore, and the noise is non-stop. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Quack... Squeak..."The bullfrog led the way and squeaked very happily, leading the insect ensemble to play a song: the natural resonance of dawn, a piece of harmony.

Suddenly, the figures broke the singing repertoire, the insects frightened away, the bullfrogs fled with their voices, and joined the peripheral bands, and man and nature merged together.

"Go, take down three warships, kill the enemy silently, sink the corpse at the bottom of the river, solve the battle in twenty minutes, act!" Yang Guan stared at the Japanese warship on the opposite bank and gave an order, squatting in the wheat field with a wheel knife in his hand, his heart was excited, the darkness before dawn, the advance team greeted the dawn.

The advance team members shook their hands and saluted, without words, quietly approaching the river, interspersed with heartbeats from among the devil sentinels.

The Japanese army was heavily defended, far away from the port of Wuhan, the warships were stranded on the north bank of the river, the patrol boats occasionally shuttled the river, the devil soldiers were on duty to guard the three-mile place, a pillbox stronghold in the distance was lit up, and the patrol team patronized the dead ends, closely guarding the three warships.

It seems to be tightly defended, but it belongs to the periphery of the defense, not under the jurisdiction of warships, and the local, escort patrol boats and warships are unrelated but closely coordinated.

In this case, the little devils who plan to expose the periphery can't be touched at all, so they can only sneak into the warship by avoiding the sight of the devil soldiers.

Relatively speaking, the defense of the little devils on the south bank is relatively lax, the strength is about a small team, and they are on duty under the assistance of the distant pillboxes, and there are no pillboxes on the north bank, and the troops are more heavily defended, and the patrols come and go.

The division of labor within the Japanese army was clear, each performing its own duties, and each was closely united without having anything to do with it, and the discipline was very strict, which brought great obstacles to infiltration.

There are pros and cons, the Japanese army's joint defense practice shows its status and identity, and the three warships are almost arrogant and different, superior in either aspect, and are looked up to by the other two departments, and serve them in a hurry.

Thousands of people interspersed and marched, trampling on the sand and meadow, and everyone touched the river lightly and agilely, and plunged into the river.

The "Dudu ......" devil patrol boat approached, and searchlights strafed the river road and riverside slopes, searching for suspicious places, and closely investigating and guarding.

The flashlight beams of the ghost soldiers and patrols also flickered around, interweaving white and sparkling haze beams, which were very dazzling and scorching, making everyone raise their spirits to avoid them.

......The patrol boat swept out of the waves and crashed on the shore, and the sound came into the ears to stimulate every nerve, fast, fast, everyone was extremely anxious, fifteen seconds interspersed with 150 meters, during which they had to avoid all crises and get into the river.

The seemingly impossible task, the advance team was even more playful, and plunged into the water en masse, the beam of the patrol boat just swept over, and then the waves wiped out a messy footprint left on the sand on the river's edge.

Of course, this action was on the northwest side of the three warships, about 500 meters away from the warships, which belonged to the lax area, and dived into the water to approach the warships.

On the contrary, the members of the warship have already launched an operation, silently obliterating the little devils with a trick, using ventilation ducts to release poisonous gases, and retaliating with a tooth for a tooth, without mercy.

During the summer harvest season, most of the devil fleets in the Yangtze River withdrew from the forward battlefields, extended the river to patrol the wheat fields on both sides of the riverbank, grabbed grain, stifled civilians and the guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army, and forcibly occupied them for their stomach and strategic purposes.

The advance party had infiltrated seven warships, and these three were rushed together to become lambs to the slaughter, and the obliteration operation was rapidly launched.

During the combat readiness period, the warship is tight on the outside and loose on the inside, the sentries on the deck are on duty, and the artillery fire and air defense combat posts are guarded by devil soldiers to prevent emergencies, while the little devils who are stranded inside are sleeping soundly.

Poison gas is a mass killer modified with poison gas bombs, which seeps into the vents and spreads to every rest space, telecommunications office, command cabin, and other places, staging a death curtain.

The sleeping little devil inhaled the poisonous gas and spasmed all over his body, rolled to the ground with his hands around his neck, couldn't shout, and the strength of the fluttering gradually decreased and died.

The sober little devils made some noise, but they were harmless in the space where the hatch was closed, and finally died one by one.

The command room is a little tricky, the devil on duty Shaozo felt that something was wrong and intended to sound the alarm, in the panic, he pressed the alarm button and was kicked away by the team member wearing a gas mask, and sent a bright bayonet in his right hand, the devil Shaozo struggled desperately, waving his hands to ask for help from the sentinel outside, but unfortunately the sentry was on duty and was not guarding the outside, and the devil Shaozo died in despair.

Maybe the devil Shaozuo realized the negligence of the law on duty before he died, why did he prevent the outside but not the inside, the lesson of blood, the repentance of the immersion, the price, and death is not a pity.

"Hey, you two come here, Yoshino Shaozo has a stomach trouble, come and help me, the three of you go down to the cabin to wake up the medical officer, hurry!" The team members withdrew from the command room and ordered the devil soldiers, with a grim face mixed with anxiety, let's all come and die.

"Hello!" The devil soldiers didn't dare to disobey, and ran to the command room and the inner warehouse one after another, with guns on their shoulders, running around with their farts upside down, slightly panicked, why did they have stomach trouble at this time?

The devil soldiers pushed open the hatch and entered it, fell down, rolled off the deck and struggled, their exclamations drowned out by the hatch closing, and they died in fear one after another, accompanied by several members of the team wearing gas masks, watching the executioners go to hell.

It was another scene in the command room, and the two devil soldiers entered it to find Yoshino Shaosa lying on the ground, his back to the hatch and motionless, and when he was surprised, he had severe pain in his abdomen, and he opened his mouth to speak, and was killed by a bayonet choked throat.

There are only a dozen little devils on the foredeck of the warship, and they can do it in two rounds, and the little devils don't dare to ask more if they are suspicious, who makes their hierarchy too strict, and in the absence of definite evidence and seeing the facts, they can only step into a dead end, and they don't understand why they die until they die.

The poison gas thing is top secret, the devil soldiers know very limitedly, the vast majority of people have no experience and no knowledge, the devil soldiers died inexplicably, only fear washes away their sins.

The attack on the three warships was successfully completed, and Yang Guan led the leading detachment in place, and they boarded the ships one after another under the help of a soft ladder on the north shore side, removing poison gas, occupying the command wheelhouse, fighting posts, and cleaning up the corpses.

The warship was more than 100 meters away from the little devils on the shore, and nothing could be seen in the darkness before dawn, and the patrol boat shuttled back and forth on the south side of the warship, unaware of the fact that the members of the crew were evading according to the rules of the patrol boat.

In the early morning, the morning sun is rising, the glow of the sun is ten thousand ways, and the colorful clouds and clouds are extended, which is infinitely fascinating, and the light of hope is blooming.

Yang Guan sat on the deck enjoying the beautiful scenery, picked up a cup of tea with his right hand from the simple small table next to him, took a sip, and said softly and leisurely: "Tell the airport, play in the water, and implement it as originally planned." ”

"Yes!" Qin Han saluted and turned to leave, great, I didn't expect it to go so smoothly, this big guy is thousands of times more angry than a tank, and Monk Wei has to beat his chest again, haha!