The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

Yang Ling and the others haven't recovered their vitality yet. Although they have recovered to two combat battalions now, he doesn't want to be disabled again.

Therefore, with the efforts of the intelligence department, Yang Ling and the others decided to bypass the front roads leading to Hutou Village, so as not to startle the enemy.

The troops in charge of attacking Hutouzhai, under the leadership of intelligence personnel, made a surprise attack on Hutouzhai along the path where the herbal farmers collected medicine in the mountains.

This time, Yang Ling's aim was to train troops and suppress bandits, so he didn't come out in full force. He only sent the blacksmith's first battalion and two special operations teams under the Lieyan Special Operations Brigade to carry out the attack mission.

Wu Changqing's second battalion and the guards of the headquarters still stayed in Xiaoqingshan for training, firstly to protect the safety of Xiaoqingshan, and secondly to confuse those bandit scouts.

The camp and the training ground of the blacksmith's first battalion were all military restricted areas. The sentries on duty looked serious, and no one was allowed to approach them.

But no one knew that the blacksmith and the others had quietly left the camp after nightfall, entered the dark mountain, and marched in the direction of Hutou Village.

Although the bright moon hung high, the dense canopy almost covered the light, and the sight was still blocked in the thorny forest.

In order to prevent falling behind in such a dark night, the brothers who crossed the mountains and mountains in a column held a rope in their hands and followed closely the steps of the people in front.

But the mountain is too difficult to walk. This mountain path for the farmers to collect herbs sometimes passes through the jungle covered with thorns, and sometimes passes through the mountain stream with jagged rocks.

There were rotten and thick fallen leaves under their feet. Although the brothers were extremely careful, their arms were still bloodstained by the thorns.

"Damn, what kind of way is this?"

A brother stared at the bottomless mountain stream one foot away, his legs trembling. If he fell, his body would be smashed to pieces.

"Shut up and keep silent."

The brother's low-pitched complaint immediately drew a low-pitched reprimand from the company officer, and the brother shut his mouth tactfully.

The blacksmiths and their battalion of [-] fully armed brothers have kept moving forward in silence. Although there are people from the intelligence department leading the way, they can't speed up when they cross mountains and mountains at night.

"How far is it?" Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, and looking at the unfamiliar mountains around, the battalion commander blacksmith called an officer leading the way from the Intelligence Department to inquire about the situation.

"At least a day's journey away," replied the intelligence officer.

Although the blacksmith and the others walked almost overnight, the mountainous area was no different than the plain area, and it took a lot of time to climb over the mountains, so the distance they marched in a straight line did not go far.

"Stop going and rest in the woods."

Seeing that it was almost dawn, the brothers who marched all night were exhausted, worried that they would be exposed during the day, so the battalion commander Blacksmith gave an order to rest and recuperate.

"A company leader!"

"Have!"

"You are in charge of security, and the sentry post is placed 500 meters away."

"Yes!"

The bruised brothers who were scratched by thorns rested in the woods full of dead branches and rotting leaves. They couldn't light a fire. They just ate dry food and went to sleep with their clothes. Soon the woods were snoring one after another.

The brothers started to march towards Hutouzhai again at dusk. The intelligence officer led two Raging Flames Special Operations Squads in front, followed by [-] officers and soldiers from the first battalion.

The crowd walked for another night, and at ten o'clock at noon the next day, they arrived in a jungle just a few miles away from Hutou Village and hid themselves.

The battalion commander, Blacksmith, asked the troops to rest in a hidden place in the woods, and two Lieyan special operations teams came to Hutouzhai for investigation with a simple map that should be drawn.

The insiders they broke into Hutou Village should be the bandits in the captive camp who instigated the rebellion. Although they provided some information to Yang Ling and the others, the blacksmith did not dare to put the lives of hundreds of brothers under his command on a few insiders, so he attacked Before, I decided to investigate again.

Text Chapter 270: Night Attack

In the evening, the brother Lie Yan, who came to Hutou Village for investigation, came back, and the captain, Gray Wolf, who was leading the team, was immediately called over by the battalion commander, Blacksmith.

"how is the situation?"

Although the blacksmith climbed to the top of a nearby hill and observed Hutou Village from a distance with a telescope, he only had a rough look, and what he wanted to know was the specific details.

"The defense situation is similar to what should be provided in the interior. There are two lines of defense on the front, separated by 200 meters, eight fortresses in the fortress, five in the dark fortress, and a minefield in front of the barbed wire..."

Gray Wolf broke off a branch, scraped open the thick rotting leaves, and then gave the blacksmith and the others a description of the defenses of Hutou Village. Several company commanders all moved their heads towards it.

"Damn it, these bandits are almost as good at repairing fortifications as the little devils, and the bright and dark castles are neat."

After hearing Grizzly's description, the deputy battalion commander Daozi cursed in a low voice.

The little devil is serious and rigid. Everywhere he goes, he builds complete fortifications according to the regulations. Even if he is stationed for a short time, he will build the fortifications around the camp as solid as gold.

The brothers of the Northern Subei Guerrilla Corps had experienced the little devil's ability to repair fortifications. They wanted to eat a bunch of single devils with a knife, but the devils resisted tenaciously, and several sieges failed.

But when they sent people back to pull up a seized Type [-] infantry gun from the garrison, in just half a day, the devils actually built a ring-shaped field fortification on the spot, huddled inside and resisted for a day and a night before being wiped out .

"Even if I catch up with the little devils, I will still make these fortresses their burial grounds." A company commander clenched his fists and said viciously.

"Is it possible to bypass the frontal attack?"

The blacksmith frowned, the bandit's stronghold was impenetrable, even if it was a surprise attack, he still didn't have much confidence.

"There is a cliff behind, we can't go up." Grizzly shook his head.

"Can't you all go up?" The blacksmith didn't believe it.

"It's too steep, and there's no leverage to climb, and if there is a sentry on the top of the cliff, even if you go up, you will die."

Seeing that Grizzly and the others, the tempered special warfare elites, were not sure about rock climbing and attacking from the rear, the blacksmith gave up the idea of ​​detours.

"Then we can only attack from the front." Although reluctant, this is the only option.

"The snipers of our flame team are responsible for suppressing the firepower of the bandits, and the sentry posts can also be handed over to us." Grizzly took the initiative to undertake some combat tasks.

"Then please."

The blacksmith knew how powerful the snipers of the Raging Flame Special Forces were. As long as the bandits' heavy firepower couldn't be unleashed, the pressure on them to attack would be reduced a lot.

Soon, the blacksmith will assign tasks to the three company commanders under his command. The first company will attack from the front, the second company will cover the flanks, and the third company will serve as a reserve team.

Night fell again, and the brothers who had been hiding in the woods for a day quietly surrounded Hutou Village under the cover of night.

Soon, the vanguard waved his hands to the back, and all the people who were walking forward all scattered and hid in the darkness.

Huang San also got down on the ground. His platoon was in charge of several forts that were exposed. These forts made of logs, earth and rocks were particularly conspicuous under the light of the torches.

After this period of ideological education and brutal training, Huang San, who had fallen into a bandit at the beginning, has become a qualified guerrilla soldier, and was praised by the company for his hard training.

The two blasting teams in the platoon were all veterans of the Northern Subei Guerrilla Corps, and they did not let Huang San and the others who had just joined the Subei Guerrilla Corps rush to the front.

Huang San poked out half of his head and looked forward. On a big rock not far from them, two bandits with guns were sitting on it, which should be two sentry posts.

Several nimble black shadows outflanked the bandit sentry sitting on the boulder talking and laughing from the two wings.