The night is like thick ink, and there are no stars in sight.

In a secluded wood.

Zhang Dabiao held the flashlight seized from the devil in one hand, and slightly rolled up his sleeve with the other hand to reveal the watch that was also seized from the devil, and under the light of the mist-like faint beam of light, the three hands on the watch pointed to twelve o'clock at the same time.

"It's twelve o'clock in the night."

Raising his gaze from his watch, Zhang Dabiao looked around at the thirty soldiers of the special squad, and his tone was solemn and indifferent: "There are fifteen devil pilots and thirty-one devil guards in the station. ”

"This time, we're targeting those fifteen devil pilots."

"Thirty team members, divided into fifteen teams, each team is responsible for a devil pilot."

"None of the devil pilots are allowed to let go, this is a dead order, each group can only retreat after completing the task, as for the remaining thirty-one devil guards, each with his own ability."

Speaking of this, Zhang Dabiao's flashlight was raised, and the faint fog light shot directly at everyone, and he looked around again.

The order was rarely a little cold-blooded, but the thirty members of the special squad, including the monk, also did not have the slightest wave in their eyes, and there was only killing intent in their eyes that was almost overflowing.

Today, either the devil pilots die, or they die.

Every group of special squad fighters has such an awareness in their hearts.

From the beginning of joining the special squad, it should not be said that it started from joining the independent regiment, joining the Eighth Route Army, and carrying a gun to participate in the army to fight devils, and everyone never thought about leaving the battlefield alive.

This battle is indeed very dangerous, but who are they?

The members of the special squad who fought out of the thousands of people in the independent regiment enjoyed special treatment and made the soldiers of the whole regiment blush, and they also experienced the most arduous training in the whole regiment, and everyone was the king of individual soldiers.

What is this danger?

The vice-captain's remarks are more about emphasizing that this operation must be fast, steady, accurate, and ruthless.

Nodding slightly, Zhang Dabiao was very satisfied with everyone's expressions, the people who participated in the special squad were not only super strong in individual soldiers, but also had a first-class will to resist Japan, and he raised his tone:

"Five hundred meters next to the military station, there is a devil barracks, and there are more than a thousand devils stationed there."

"Therefore, in this operation, we must not only be stable and ruthless, but also add a fast word."

"The faster we move, the less we lose."

"I'll only give you five minutes."

"From the first shot, three minutes after the shot, immediately retreat."

"Now, on the table."

As soon as the words fell, fifteen hands stretched out in unison, and each group leader had a watch on his wrist.

In the past year that the independent regiment has been fighting with the devils, it has jumped up and down in the occupied area, and hundreds of watches have been captured, and if it were not for the fragile items, I am afraid that the number would have doubled.

Aligning the time, Zhang Dabiao nodded and continued:

"Repeat the battle plan one last time."

"The military station where the devil pilots live is a large courtyard with three houses, and from the main entrance to the left, is the dormitory of the devil pilots, which is also our goal this time."

"These devils live on the second and third floors, with a total of fifteen rooms."

"There are two layers of barbed wire, a fence, and a military dog guard outside the station."

Under the misty beam of light of the flashlight, a diagram appeared in Zhang Dabiao's hand, which was a detailed structural diagram of the devil's station, which clearly marked the fifteen rooms on the second and third floors where the devils lived.

On the picture, before setting off, Zhang Dabiao used a pencil to mark the serial numbers from one to fifteen.

Pilots are known as the pride of the sky, and even in small Japan, which treats the fate of the enemy and its own people as a mustard and plays the spirit of bushido, it also attaches great importance to pilots, not to mention that this time the 15 pilots are still pilots with rich experience in actual combat. So, each of the fifteen pilots had a separate room. This military station is also of high standard, and even has a separate canteen restaurant bathroom.

"Groups 1 to 15 are responsible for rooms 1 to 15 according to the group number."

"If there is no accident, the monk will shoot the first shot."

"If the other gunshots are fired first, then attack directly."

In order to speed up the battle time as much as possible, considering the consistency of the action, Zhang Dabiao asked the monk to fire the first shot, and the sound of his hand cannon was very different from the shell gun, which was very easy to recognize.

"This number is so ugly..."

Suddenly, a thin muttering sounded.

The voice was very low, but who were the people here? The elite who has been on the battlefield all year round, the sensitivity of the ears is first-class, and everyone hears and hears clearly.

Immediately after, a low laughter came out collectively, and the serious atmosphere suddenly dissipated.

"You flower monk, be quiet!"

Zhang Dabiao glared at Monk Wei fiercely, and although his tone was serious, he was full of helplessness.

Is he ugly?

It's not ugly at all, right?

Much more beautiful than what the head of the regiment wrote! This is the political commissar's own evaluation!

The low smile continued for a moment.

The special squad has high cultural learning requirements, so it often studies with the regiment headquarters, and the handwriting of the deputy captain of his own team is the second in the whole regiment as evaluated by political commissar Chrysostom Yuyan.

Of course, count from the back to the front.

"Gangzi..."

After being silent for a while, when the atmosphere became serious again, Zhang Dabiao looked at a thin special squad soldier and said to him, "You are responsible for dealing with the military dogs of the little devils." ”

"Okay."

The player named Gangzi held his head high, and his tone was light and confident.

Military dogs, select specific breeds of dogs, and receive professional military training, the vigilance is extremely high, and because it relies on smell to identify, can not rely on night concealment, as for approaching from the downwind, avoiding the smell, in the closed environment of the devil station is not realistic.

Although the dog training technology of this era is far inferior to that of later generations, the food temptation set will definitely not work, once the stranger approaches, the devil army dog will inevitably bark and wake up the devil guards. In the past, when the troops were weak, that is, when the new regiment was just formed, Zhang Dabiao and his team were driven all over the mountains by devil military dogs, and suffered a lot of losses.

However, including Zhang Dabiao, everyone has no doubt about Gangzi's self-confidence.

A military dog is just a dog after all, and people can't deal with dogs?

This Gangzi, there are not one or two devil military dogs that he has dealt with.

I saw that the team member named Gangzi took out a small bottle from his arms, shook it, and then put it back with satisfaction, which contained the things he had specially collected near the devil's military station yesterday.

Dogs rely on smell to distinguish, and the military dogs trained by devils have strengthened this characteristic, but dogs are not people after all, and smell can also be camouflaged, or even easier to camouflage, dogs face familiar smells.

"Wire cutters?"

Zhang Dabiao continued.

"Yes."

The two warriors raised their huge wire cutters in their hands.

"Everyone, start checking the gear."

Nodding with satisfaction, Zhang Dabiao continued to give orders.

Everyone lowered their heads and examined the weapons and ammunition they were carrying.

Suddenly there was a clicking sound.

Each person had two twenty-shot barge guns, twenty full of them, and it was said that Boss Chen had customized spare magazines, and each person had five grenades. Pull out the shell gun, move the hammer, remove the magazine, pull the bolt, check the firearm for faults, and finally put the weapon back on your waist and insert it.

After a minute, the sound stopped.

"So..."

The columnar fog finally glanced to the side, and Zhang Dabiao exhaled: "Finally, I emphasize that this operation must be fast, steady, accurate and ruthless, I don't want to have fewer people when I go back." ”

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in a low voice, full of confidence.

In this mission, because there is a structural diagram of the pilot's residence, everyone in the regiment has rehearsed several times, and they are very familiar.

"Let's go!"

The faint fog was extinguished, and more than 30 soldiers of the special squad, including Zhang Dabiao, quietly touched the devil soldier station in the distance in the pitch-black darkness.

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Shijiazhuang.

The Japanese army station on the east side.

This was originally Shimen Middle School, hundreds of teachers and students, is the largest middle school in Shijiazhuang, after the devils occupied the whole city, the students and teachers were forced to flee, and the little devils also occupied this place, transformed into a barracks to garrison troops.

Stationed in the East Barracks is the Fourth Brigade of the Japanese Special Police, which is subordinate to the North China Special Garrison Headquarters, and belongs to the middle and lower ranks of the second-line troops in the Japanese army. At the beginning, the original strength was more than 700 people, but later some inferior soldiers such as the old, weak, sick and disabled who were not wanted by other divisions and regiments were collected, and the total number finally exceeded 1,000.

The only heavy armament was an old Type 92 infantry gun.

Of course, it is difficult to judge how much combat effectiveness these more than 1,000 devil soldiers can actually have, as it seems that there is a fully equipped brigade. But bullying the guerrillas who lack equipment is enough anyway.

Half past one at night.

A ghost soldier got up from the barracks, carefully avoiding the soldiers of the same detachment beside him, listening to the snoring sound in his ears, he scolded and walked to the toilet.

"Yaga..."

"Is this the life of a man?"

Although it is known as the Imperial Army, the supreme commander is His Majesty the Locust of the Great Japanese Empire, and everyone is a samurai of the Locust, a loyal warrior of the Great Japanese Empire, and has the right to be loyal to the Empire, and can enter Kudanzaka after death.

The name is very high.

But in fact, these grassroots devil soldiers are not living a good life, especially for the garrison brigade stationed in Shijiazhuang, it is even more miserable.

Military pay is often withheld for a variety of reasons, and this is something that every army has, and the difference is only how much. More than a dozen people were crammed into a room, the smell of sweat, the smell of feet, and the room was full of sky-high stench, like a pig's cage. I use a public toilet and bathroom, and the smell can be smoked day and night.

In addition to training, every day is patrol vigilance.

In the past, I could go out in batches every few days to relax and eat, drink and have fun outside, but now there are far fewer opportunities and I can only go out in groups occasionally.

As for the reason, it's not that the conscience of the little devil has discovered it, but that danger is easy to occur outside.

Especially since last year, Shuangfeng Town was attacked, the security here has declined rapidly, and there are often locust armies that go out to play are attacked, especially at night, and there are more frequent incidents.

Of course, this is only for grassroots soldiers, and the officers are relatively free, entering and exiting the so-called high-end places, arrogant and domineering all the way, bullying men and women, and taking the guards, which is also very safe.

"Damn it only takes people, but it's unexpectedly...

The devil who came back cursed one last time, and then shrank into the quilt.

Suddenly, knock... A gunshot rang out in his ears, and the devil soldier raised his head suspiciously, looking in the direction where the suspected gunfire came from.

This voice seems to have come from the pilot's barracks?

What are these guys doing?

Killing people in the middle of the night again?

The devil soldier was full of jealousy.

is also an imperial army, more than a dozen of them are crowded in a house, the smell is so stinking, it is impossible to go out to play, and each other has a room, the quilts are brand new, as luxurious as a hotel, and there are special people to serve, what you want is directly sent to the barracks.

It's just that what makes him puzzled is that this gunshot is a bit strange, he heard it for the first time, and it is completely different from Wang Ba's box.

Immediately after, a series of fierce, fried bean-like gunshots suddenly reached his ears, and the gunfire never stopped.

There is a case...

The little devil's eyes widened suddenly.

Half a minute later, in the devil's barracks, woo woo woo····· The sirens sounded, and the shouts of the second squadron leader on duty were heard from the loudspeaker: "Second squadron, all assemble, all assemble at once." ”

There was even the sound of gunshots, which were fired by the devils themselves in order to speed up the assembly.

"What's going on?"

In the headquarters of the barracks, the new captain Junji Koizumi Nakasa got up and asked the officers who ran over.

He was a newly transferred captain, and he was only two months old.

The original Sanhao Dazuo died at the hands of the guerrillas when he participated in the battlefield observation group, and it is said that a man named Li Yunlong did it, that is, this person sent troops to attack Shuangfeng Town a year ago.

"The military station where the pilot lives is suspected to have been attacked."

The staff officers did not know the situation clearly, or the entire barracks did not know the situation.

At this time, it was only a minute and a half minutes since the first gunshot, and there was still a steady stream of gunfire next door, dense like a torrential rain, or not the violent explosion of grenades, during which the occasional gunshots were mixed with the sound of 38 big covers, and from a distance, the military station was already on fire.

"Quick, the whole army gathers and goes to support."

Hearing that the military station where the pilot lived was attacked, cold sweat fell from the back of Junji Koizumi's forehead, and his drowsiness disappeared instantly, and he hurriedly ordered to send troops to support.

If these pilots have problems in his jurisdiction, the generals above can tear him apart, and then he will really have to commit suicide·····

"The second squadron on alert is assembling."

The staff officer replied.

"Yaga."

In his ears, the continuous gunshots and explosions that were still ringing made Junji Koizumi continue to sweat on his forehead, and he scolded: "You don't need to gather troops, order everyone to attack directly to the side of the station." ”

After all, he is a captain, and there is no rigid rank and file officer, and he knows very well that there is special treatment in case of emergency.

At this time, when the troops are assembled, they will rush over there again, I am afraid that it will be too late.

It's just that it's two o'clock in the night, it's the beginning of spring, and the weather is cold, even the devils on duty are dazed, most of them are dozing, and the devils on the sentry tower are also curled up in the corner and dozing.

Although the security outside has not been good recently, no one has ever attacked the barracks, so the security inside the barracks is very relaxed.

By the time the first wave of devils rushed out of the barracks, it was already more than three minutes later, and this reaction speed was already very good for the devils of these garrison brigades, at this time, the gunfire in the distance had stopped, and as soon as they went out, they were greeted by a series of explosions.

The special squad prepared mines at the entrance of the devil's barracks.

This bombing was another delay.

The second squadron leader who led the team also knew the seriousness of the matter, and directly ordered the troops to go to the mines:

"Rush over."

Facing the katana of the officer behind him, a group of devil soldiers also had to risk death to charge, and after more than a dozen devils were killed, they finally came to the military station where the pilot lived.

Open the door, turn on the flashlight, hold the torch, and the devils look inside.

At the main entrance is a military dog, which seems to have been cut open from the neck, and next to the military dog, there are also two devil soldiers who are also dead, with a huge knife on the neck, the head is crooked, and the blood is flowing all over the ground.

The second floor of the pilot's dormitory on the left is full of dense bullet holes, and several walls have been blasted into a large hole.

The guard squad on the right and the service staff barracks are not much better.

"Proliferation alert."

"Doctor, see if there is any life."

The squadron leader swallowed his saliva with difficulty, walked into the room where the pilot lived, and checked one by one.

In each room, centered on the pilot's corpse, there are dense bullet holes all around, proving that the enemy's firepower is very strong, killing the pilot directly in an instant, and even a large number of bullets are scattered around.

Moreover, all the pilots died in their beds, without exception, all died in their sleep. And one of the pilots had his head directly shattered.

In an instant, fifteen pilots were killed, and in different rooms.

Who did it?

What a fast gun!

"Squadron Leader."

Suddenly, someone below shouted, "Here's a living one, injured." ”

He hurriedly ran down.

This is a ghost soldier in charge of guarding, he was shot in the left shoulder and both thighs, neither of which is a fatal part, but it is foreseeable that this imperial warrior, even if he survives, he will be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

"It's Zhang Dabiao..."

After saying this, the devil soldier fainted due to excessive blood loss.

"Zhang Dabiao..."

The Devil Squadron Leader's pupils shrank.

Since the Shuangfeng Town military station was attacked, the guerrillas hyped up this achievement, and the little devil intelligence department launched an investigation, and finally took the initiative to report through the traitors who had surrendered before, and found a photo of Zhang Dabiao on the side of the Northwest Army, and printed the avatar for bounty and warning.

Therefore, in the Shijiazhuang garrison, almost every soldier knew Zhang Dabiao.

"The pilots are all broken."

"Zhang Dabiao."

"This is the hand that Li Yunlong moved..."

Inside the headquarters, Junji Koizumi, who received the report, shook and collapsed directly in his chair.