Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

Cheng Jiang:

A smiling face emerged, and Han Feng said solemnly: "Brothers, we have run out of canned food. It seems that we have to go to our warehouse to get some more canned food to greet our new brothers today."

"Warehouse? Captain, how can we have a warehouse?" Sun Shu felt that the leader Han Feng was confused, so he quickly reminded him.

Han Feng said: "No? Why not? Laozi's Houyong regiment has tens of thousands of warehouses, and they are all over the place. There are at least a dozen of them in our area, not to mention far away."

The pupils of the defeated soldiers lit up.

Then Han Feng, the head of the group, said: "It's our warehouse steward, oh, it's a little devil, he's so serious that he doesn't even recognize his ancestors. I gave the supplies to these grandsons for management, but now I turn my face and don't recognize it." people.

There is no way, I can only take my brothers to use the strong one. "

Crushed soldiers:

Finally, I understood what the head of the regiment said in a roundabout way. This is to lead everyone to ambush the Japanese army!

This made the rout soldiers' hearts tense. Unlike Jiang Long and his party, they had recovered a lot of confidence from a victorious battle, and they were much less afraid of the Japanese army.

The rout soldiers' impression of the Japanese soldiers was still tough, ferocious, and cruel.

Grabbing supplies from these guys is tantamount to pulling a tooth out of a tiger's mouth.

What the defeated soldiers also didn't expect was that they had just followed the new regiment leader, and they were going to fight the little devil in a blink of an eye.

Han Feng smiled and comforted, "Don't be nervous, newcomers. You've just arrived. After all, we are big brothers. No matter what happens, we can't make you suffer. My old brothers from the Houyong Group, don't you think so?"

"Yes"

The superiority of the veterans, especially the veterans who won the ambush at Wumingpo, was infinitely magnified at this moment.

The veterans straightened their chests, enjoying the admiring gazes of the newcomers.

"So this battle, the new brethren will see it."

Just as the monk was talking, the monk returned, and Han Feng selected six or seven scouts from the team in the morning, and the monk led the reconnaissance mission of the Houyong regiment.

When the monk sent scouts back before, he reported that a small group of Japanese soldiers were found cooking in a small mountain two miles away, and the number of them was only about two squads.

That's why Han Feng could swear so sternly in front of this group of recruits.

"Third brother."

"Monk, have you checked everything out?"

"Yes, third brother, you are right, the number of devils should not be mopping up with this number, I have observed and analyzed it before, these should be the two investigation teams of devils, and the big force is still behind!

It's just that I didn't notice it at the beginning. I took the people for more than one kilometer before I discovered the Japanese squadron. "

Han Feng said: "That makes sense, the political commissar and the old head of the regiment broke through, and according to the current situation, they should have already crossed the Qin River to the west.

It is estimated that there has already been a fight in the Qinhe River. This fight will be quite a battle. The devils on the east bank will be attracted there, so there will be far fewer devils left around us. This is our opportunity . "

The monk was not easy to talk to, but he felt a little drummed in his heart: Opportunity?The third brother seems to be surrounded by this broken army.

584 Investigation (four more)

After Cheng Jiang and his party were defeated and joined, the Houyong regiment changed from the original number of more than 200 people to the number of [-] people again.

How to solve the lunch of these three hundred soldiers?The head of the group said, go to the little devil's place for a meal.

As for how to rub, you can probably figure it out even with your toes. The broken soldiers were beating their hearts, and the veterans were all striding forward one by one, looking at these broken soldiers who seemed to be themselves yesterday with contemptuous eyes.

Three or five vanguards explored the road under the leadership of the monk, and the Houyong regiment followed closely behind. Since the entire team was moving forward in the mountains and under the cover of the mountains, it was not easy for the enemy to detect.

"This direction." The monk walked forward according to his memory, followed by the veterans of the Houyong regiment.

Of course, to say he is a veteran, he just joined the Houyong regiment one day in advance and participated in the ambush at Wumingpo.

"Master Wei, how far is it?" A veteran asked.

This is the title given by the monk to the soldiers of the Houyong regiment. The monk has figured it out a long time ago. In the entire Houyong regiment, he is a veteran figure other than the regiment leader. Screaming, wouldn't that be too embarrassing.

What is it called?Just call me Master, Master Wei, tsk tsk, it sounds awe-inspiring.

Master Wei didn't change his face, and walked while saying: "What's the matter, can't walk anymore? Let me tell you, if you want to be a scout, you have to start from the vanguard first. If you don't even have this bit of physical strength, you should go back to the regiment." Be your leader!

I specially applied for guns from the head of the regiment for five of you, you guys have to give me face! "

Zhang Xian smiled wryly, "Master Wei, we have climbed almost a mountain this morning, and our feet are almost blistered, and we really can't walk."

"Yes, it's too hard and tiring to be a scout." Li Da felt the same way.

The monk stared, "Look at how promising you are. Let me tell you, I have a brother who is also a scout. In the whole morning, you just turn over and over again. My brother can run all over the mountain and turn the whole mountain around." The map of all the mountains has been drawn, do you believe it?"

The monk clearly saw doubts in the eyes of several people, and he didn't explain anymore, but just said: "If you don't believe me, I will introduce him to you when we have a chance to meet in the future."

"Is there really such a powerful scout?"

"Of course, I was a monk before, and monks don't tell lies, and I never lie."

Chang Yi said with a smile: "Master Wei, monks don't drink alcohol and don't eat meat!"

"I beat you!" The monk raised his fist, and Chang Yi hastily covered his head to beg for mercy. Everyone laughed lightly, which relieved a lot of the fatigue of the journey.

Guo Huaiguo is the most talented scout among the scouts selected by Han Feng from the Houyong Regiment. Not to mention his physical strength is much better than others, his brain is also worse, his personality is cautious, his observation ability is careful, and he thinks about problems. comprehensive.

Everyone was talking and laughing, and he suddenly said: "Master Wei, according to your previous analysis, the Japanese army we are going to attack this time is also a scout, and the Japanese scouts, will they arrange secret sentries in hidden places?

If there is, wouldn't it be easy to expose if we rashly touched it? "

The monk looked at Guo Huaiguo in surprise, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I've thought about this, you just follow me at ease, and when you get to the place, I'll take care of the devil's secret whistle."

Soon, approaching the target, looking down with a binoculars from a higher ground, the monk could already see the group of Japanese soldiers who were burning fire and cooking in iron pots.

There were almost two squads of Japanese soldiers. They carried their guns on their backs casually, and each of them happily surrounded the iron pot for cooking. There was thick smoke coming out of the iron pot. It seemed that it was not ready yet. The rice is cooked in a pot.

The place where the two Japanese squads are located is very strange, it is a low-lying depression. From the perspective of the terrain, this is indeed a good hiding place, and it is just in the shade, so it will not be burned by the scorching sun.

It's just that in such a low-lying terrain, it is extremely easy to be ambushed and attacked by the enemy.

The monk believes that with the shrewdness of the little devil, he will never fail to think of this shortcoming.

Then, just like what Guo Huaiguo said, the little devil must have arranged clear and dark sentries around the commanding heights of the depression. In this way, once an enemy appeared, the Japanese army could use the depression as a natural fortification to resist the enemy at the first time.

Therefore, if you want to get to this little devil's side without anyone noticing, the most important link is to clean up the Japanese sentry.

The monk continued to observe carefully, muttering in his mouth, "Four points, two bright, two dark."