Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

Zhou Daniu said impatiently: "I said Zhuzi, why are you always thinking about mortars? You've been talking about it all the time."

"He probably wants to have sex." Hu Cheng helped his eye sockets, "I'm curious if there are glasses in this blockhouse."

"Old Hu, don't you wear a spectacle frame on your head?"

Hu Chengdao: "What do you know? These glasses should originally be composed of frames and lenses. The lenses of my pair of glasses were shattered by gunfire. Only a pair of glasses with lenses is more suitable for my temperament."

Zhou Daniu smiled and said, "You have the temperament of a fart."

Hu Cheng stared at Zhou Daniu: "Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated."

Zhou Daniu turned his head and said: "I don't understand Gouyu, but now I feel that if Zhuzi wants to shoot, that's a serious matter."

"Agree!"

"Agree!"

"Agree!"

Han Feng:

"You still think about how to pass the assessment, that's the serious thing."

Han Feng said: "The devil's gun towers usually store weapons, ammunition, food supplies and other things in the occupied area. This is one of the reasons why our troops still want to capture the devil's gun towers regardless of the cost, knowing that the gun towers are difficult to attack. Zhuzi, Lao Hu , what you want may be found in this blockhouse."

"real!"

Wang Chengzhu and Hu Cheng spoke in unison, and the whole person became excited

058 Entering the Cannon Tower

It's completely night, and the sky is getting colder and colder. After two months of special physical training and a lot of food supplements, the special training team members have developed a good physique, but facing the biting cold wind, one by one still couldn't help shivering body.

"Damn, if this little devil doesn't fall asleep, I'm going to freeze to death." Zhou Daniu cursed and spat fiercely at the devil's gun tower in the distance, "If you lie comfortably in my bed right now How comfortable that would be!"

Han Feng suddenly said: "The time has come, prepare to act. Everyone obeys my orders. During this period, you must not make any noise. Unless it is absolutely necessary, you must not shoot."

"Grandma, you can finally do it!" Zhou Daniu licked his chapped mouth.

"set off!"

Han Feng rushed out of the back slope first, his speed was very fast, he walked in small steps, and at the same time stooped, and he couldn't hear the slightest movement during his fast movement.

Han Feng taught the special training team members this way of lurking, and all the special training team members followed closely behind. The team was drawn into a long shadow in the dark, swinging back and forth on the dark ground, moving forward. Like a giant python in the dark.

With its familiarity with the terrain, the "Giant Python" quickly arrived within a hundred meters outside the gun tower. At this moment, the hazy moon slipped out of the cover of the dark clouds again, casting an equally hazy light curtain on the dark land.

Suddenly, Han Feng raised his hand in the shady scene and then lowered it. This is a well-known signal among the special training team.

The special training team members did not hesitate at all, and all of them prostrated silently on the ground at the first moment, and then, amidst the doubts of the team members, a bright light suddenly came out from the muzzle of the gun tower, which was almost next to The foreheads of the last special training team members were wiped.

Cold sweat dripped from Bao Taiping's forehead, and a kind of heart palpitation occurred spontaneously.

Han Feng had already stood up and waved his hand to signal to move forward. The "Giant Python" in the dark continued to move forward, and soon arrived at the barbed wire fence in the southeast of the gun tower. This was the safe path that Han Feng had scouted before. He just had to pass through this barbed wire fence and continue on. OK, you can easily touch the devil's gun tower.

It has to be said that the little devil is really cunning. If Han Feng hadn't stared at this hidden path intently, it would have been difficult to find it. As for the passages in other places, who knows if the little devil has planted any mines or other things that are hard to guard against.

Han Feng stretched out his hand, and Zhu Dazhi handed over a pair of pliers. The surrounding area was just an ordinary barbed wire fence, and there were only two floors. The gun tower here in Xiaocun probably did not get much attention from the Japanese army. The defense outside the gun tower was not considered tight. Maybe the Japanese army felt that, It is impossible for an enemy to touch in without being noticed by the sentinel of the turret!

Han Feng's movements were very fast. He used pliers to cut the wires of the barbed wire fence to the point where they were about to break, and then twisted them lightly with both hands. Cut the barbed wire, and the first one entered the Japanese stronghold through the gap after the cut barbed wire, followed by the special training team members.

At night, all the Japanese troops had already entered the gun tower. This gun tower had a wooden door, and wooden bolts were firmly inserted behind the wooden door.

However, this did not bother the members of the special training team who were all too familiar with this kind of wooden bolt. Li Hai volunteered, but with the help of a bayonet, he gently moved the door a few times through the crack of the door, and the door bolt was opened with a very small movement. , This is the first time that they entered the Japanese gun tower so frantically, and the hearts of the special training team members beat fiercely in disappointment.

Li Hai gently pushed the wooden door. The wooden door is hinged. In fact, it is simple, but it is just to let the door hinge rotate in the upper and lower bowl-shaped door grooves. The door grooves are prone to dross, making the door hinge Noisy when turning.

Sure enough, under Li Hai's gentle push, the wooden door began to creak. Fortunately, Li Hai had expected that the speed of pushing the wooden door was extremely slow. Any devils on the second and third floors are alert.

The special training team members entered the first floor of the gun tower, and there were some tied sacks inside. The circular circle was not small, and the sacks were almost piled up into a hill. It goes without saying that this should be the food stored by the devils in the stronghold.

Han Feng waved his hand, and the special training team continued to march towards the second floor of the blockhouse in silence. When they were about to reach the second floor of the blockhouse, Han Feng waved his hand to signal the team members to stop. There is a devil sentinel at the window.

This is probably the rule of the guards in the artillery towers of the Japanese army. They stand guard in shifts. There should be devil sentries on the second and third floors. As for the other devils, they have already fallen asleep.

Han Feng knew that this was a very critical time, if a devil could not handle it well, he would definitely scare the snake away.

Zhu Dazhi, who was following closely behind Han Feng, almost had his heart in his throat. He also noticed the devil sentry at the window of the gun tower. The devil sentry seemed to be drowsy, but seemed to wake up at any moment. Dazhi thought inwardly, if it were him, he wouldn't dare touch it, let alone kill the sentinel devil, even though he was full of hatred for the little devils.

But at the moment when he was in a daze, he was shocked to see his instructor touch it calmly, the bayonet lighted slightly, and the devil sentinel was wiped off his neck, which seemed easier than killing a chicken, At least the chicken will thrash and struggle twice when killing the chicken.

Zhu Dazhi suddenly felt that he was too cowardly, he was just a little devil, and the devil's life was nothing, otherwise, when the devil was wiped by the instructor, why didn't he even have the slightest apology in his heart when he cut off the wild boar's ear Woolen cloth?

After the sentinel was dealt with by Han Feng, he waved his hand and slashed at the members of the special training team. The team members instantly understood that this was to attack the sleeping young man while the instructor Han Feng touched the third floor and killed the sentinel on the third floor. Devils start.

So the actions on both sides were carried out at the same time. After Han Feng led Liu Zheng and the others to the third floor, Zhu Dazhi and the others went to the little devil's shop.

There is no doubt that this is a massacre!It's just that compared with the shocking massacre committed by the Japanese army, it's not worth mentioning at all.

Zhu Dazhi dared to believe that at the moment he raised the bayonet, the hesitation that flashed in his heart was far more entangled than cutting off the wild boar's ear. This sleeping guy is nothing worse than a beast. Dazhi couldn't help but spit, the blood on his neck was really disgusting

All six devils were killed by Zhu Dazhi and others in their sleep. Every recruit practiced their skills and became more and more courageous.

This kind of killing without a sense of guilt will only temper fearless bravery, and will never give birth to any guilt.

When Han Feng and Liu Zheng came down from the third floor of the gun tower, they saw the eyes of several recruits flashing unprecedented expressions.

Han Feng nodded, all the devils in the blockhouse have been eliminated, and there is no need to hide it anymore, "Clean the battlefield, take away all the weapons that can be taken away, hurry up and retreat, Dazhi, you stay last, and give this blockhouse to you." I exploded."

"Yes!"

Zhu Dazhi answered decisively, and the previous cowardice seemed to have disappeared without a trace

I have something to say

Answering the questions about the protagonist's past life experience and identity as a special force, criminal policeman, and firefighter, as mentioned by book friends:

Core answer: It’s just different personalities. There can be Xu Sanduo in the special forces. He is obviously a ruthless person and naturally cowardly. Why can’t he have the character of the protagonist?

This is a book, a novel, no coincidence, no book. The characters in the book come from life, but are higher than life. The higher level here does not mean the level of comparison in form, but the uniqueness after being given emotional sustenance by the author.

The protagonist I want to portray, Han Feng, puts my thoughts on him. The author himself is an employee of a state-owned enterprise, with all kinds of shackles on his body, lingering flattery in all aspects, and many troubles of economy, life, ideals, and emotions. There is a kind of suffocating pain. Does the protagonist in my book want to continue this pain?

Some people, being a teacher for a lifetime is as passionate as the original intention. It is undeniable that most professionals will not be able to retain too much enthusiasm after working day after day for a long time, but you can deny that there is no such thing as always. Passionate about a career of your choice?

The same is true of Han Feng in the book. Even if he has joined the special forces, worked as a criminal policeman, and worked as a firefighter, he has the heart to face life and death calmly, so that the world will not be surprised.

Can't you be bold?Follow your heart?Have something to say?Sincere?