Rise From Eight Hundred

The night is as cool as water!

Tang Dao, who was lying quietly in the dark, had been in this position for half an hour.

Tang Dao squinted his eyes and looked at the equally dark Japanese position in front of him, listening carefully to the movement in the trench.

This is the campsite of a Japanese baggage squadron!

It's not that they want to camp here, but the road from Jingxing to Niangziguan is blocked. Two explosive packs weighing more than ten kilograms have blown two large pits with a diameter of ten meters and a depth of nearly two meters on this dirt road, which was not very wide to begin with.

This is a war zone, and marching at night is not safe. The Japanese army simply went with the flow and stopped moving forward. On the one hand, they sent a signalman to report to Jingxing County, and on the other hand, they simply looked for a suitable place to camp on the spot, and waited until the big pit in front was filled tomorrow to deliver artillery shells and other supplies to the 21st Division.

But this group of Japanese troops was very cautious. They did not take a rest in the car for the convenience. Instead, they spent a lot of effort to build field trenches along the hillside, and at least two teams of about 150 people were stationed in the front and rear trenches.

The Japanese did not light enough lights on the position because of the darkness. They only put a torch every 30 meters, and could barely see the figures of people within five meters. It was extremely difficult to see people's faces. At most, people walking in the trenches could barely see the road clearly and not bump into the rocks.

On the contrary, they lit several bonfires more than 40 meters in front of their trenches, which illuminated the range of 40 to 50 meters in front of the position. If anyone wanted to sneak into the trench from here, it would undoubtedly be a fantasy.

At the same time, they also lifted several horse lanterns high on the mountain road, which was only more than 300 meters away from the Japanese camp. Although it was not very bright, it was enough to use a telescope to see the movement of the horse lanterns on the mountain road.

Needless to say, at least two observers hiding in the dark were staring at the mountain road.

Undoubtedly, this kind of defense that hides itself in the darkness and illuminates the possible threats from the darkness is very effective. If you want to enter from the front position, there is almost no other possibility except for a strong attack.

It can only be said that from the military quality and caution alone, this Japanese army is definitely not comparable to the scum of the second-line division like the 21st Division.

This is also the fact. This Japanese army belongs to the 6th Division, which is the unlucky kid who was killed under the city of Songjiang.

Because of the appearance of Tang Dao, the 6th Division suffered heavy losses in Songjiang and even lost its division commander. After the Battle of Songhu, they lost the trust of the Japanese Army Headquarters and were transferred back to North China. They had no chance to go to the front line again, and basically served as the responsibility of maintaining the security of the occupied areas.

In this Jindong Campaign, Okabe Saburo selected three baggage squadrons belonging to the 6th Division to participate, which at least gave the unlucky kid of the 6th Division a sense of participation.

In fact, as a permanent division, the Sixth Division is still very strong in combat effectiveness, which can be seen from the performance of more than 200 people in this baggage squadron.

However, the First Baggage Squadron of the Sixth Division Baggage Regiment, which has strong combat effectiveness, did not know that their choice to camp in the wild was a mistake in itself.

The two big pits blocking their way forward were the masterpiece of a reconnaissance team of the Four-Line Regiment Reconnaissance Company. From the moment their convoy walked out of Jingxing County, three pairs of eyes in the dense forest kept staring at them until they arrived at this mountain road more than 15 kilometers away from Jingxing County.

Yes, even if the Japanese army was heavily pressed, more than 30,000 troops firmly suppressed the Chinese side in the mountains more than ten kilometers away, but who told them that the battlefield must be on the main battlefield where both sides hoarded heavy troops?

At least, here in the Four-Line Regiment, it is impossible, absolutely impossible!

The scouts of the Four-Line Regiment, under the guidance and training of Tang Dao, are the most advanced special forces in this era!

This middle area far from the main position of the 21st Division and Jingxing County is the cemetery specially selected for them by the scouts.

There are only two people who followed Tang Dao to the Japanese army's baggage soldiers' camp, one is Mingxin and the other is Pang Da.

Mingxin is a master of cold weapons in the Four-line Regiment. Even when the 4th Battalion was in danger of destruction, Tang Dao was reluctant to send him. How could Pang Da, who has an extremely ordinary name, follow Tang Dao?

This guy is a real tough guy.

His appearance is as ordinary as his name. His eyes are so small that they look like he is asleep when he is open. He also has a pancake face and an upturned nose. At first glance, he is an ordinary and even ugly farmer.

But if you really judge people by their appearance, you will make a big mistake.

Before joining the Northeast Army, this guy was a notorious thief. He was very good at throwing willow-leaf knives. He would stab your eyes but not your throat within a distance of 20 meters. Especially after joining the reconnaissance company of the Fourth Regiment, he developed the skill of throwing steel needles under the guidance of Mingxin. In just a few months, he could pierce the skull of a wild wolf within a distance of 20 meters.

If he had not been caught stealing from a Japanese officer of the Kwantung Army and killed the officer, his family and servants, and was eventually betrayed by a friend in the underworld because of the Kwantung Army's massive pursuit, and his family was also killed by the Kwantung Army, this guy probably would not have joined the 67th Army in anger and vowed to kill the Japanese. He is still wandering around the world doing robbing and looting.

In terms of close combat with cold weapons, this guy can be considered among the top five in the entire reconnaissance company.

The mission of this night attack on the Japanese army's transport team is far from being as simple as killing more than 200 Japanese soldiers. Even with Tang Dao's skill and courage, there must be no accidents, so the individual combat skill points are almost full with Tang Dao. The two strongest cold weapon masters in the reconnaissance company.

Fifty meters away behind Tang Dao, a combat team was formed by 6 scouts. Niu Er went to Qingshiyan and Shen Laoliu was seriously injured. They could only form a sniper team with two scouts whose marksmanship was second only to them. point, once the situation changes, they will be responsible for sniping and killing any Japanese soldiers who dare to emerge from the shallow trenches.

Heizi carried an MG34 machine gun and an assistant shooter. A total of 10 200-round ammunition belts were wrapped around the two men. The 3 spare barrels could completely empty the 2,000 rounds of ammunition in 3 minutes!

With precise bursts of fire and this kind of ferocious fire support, even if the attack mission failed, the alarmed Japanese army could only move forward in a field trench that was no more than one meter deep and wanted to maneuver their way back.

The weapons carried by the other two scouts were even more exaggerated. They brought two rifle grenades and 20 specially modified grenades. Although the charge of the grenades filled with small steel balls was slightly less than the standard version, the killing range was increased by nearly 10%. Double the number, which basically meets the conditions for destroying Japanese grenadiers and infantry.

The killing radius of up to six meters is almost similar to that of a mortar shell. A trench less than one person deep can hardly defend against such a terrifying weapon fired into the trench from a high position.

This is the back-up left by Tang Dao, a back-up to prevent himself from failing in a sneak attack. Nothing in the world has a 100% success rate. Tang Dao never overestimates himself and only thinks of the best result in everything he does without considering the worst result.

Any small accident could turn his dark night attack into a forceful attack. On the mountain road 400 meters away from the mountain, two infantry platoons with a total of 160 people were hidden. Once they heard the gunfire, they They would quickly enter the attack position and participate in the storming of the Japanese baggage squadron.

In this wilderness, even if it was a forced attack, the Japanese troops on the other two sides, which were more than ten miles away, could not hear the sound of gunfire coming from here.

Tang Dao is lying here, not waiting for the night to get darker, but relying on his hearing that is beyond ordinary people to eavesdrop on some useful information from the conversation of the Japanese soldiers a hundred meters away, or to find a breakthrough!

But obviously, Tang Tuanzuo was very disappointed. There was silence in the Japanese trenches!

If possible, Tang Tuanzuo really wants to shout to these guys: "Go to sleep, wake up and have fun!"

Finally, on this night when the night was getting colder, a Japanese soldier couldn't help but feel homesick and pointed out the target to Tang Tuanzuo.

Koichi Kobayashi, a private in the Sixth Division, was one of several Japanese soldiers who sang privately to relieve his homesickness.

It has been almost two years since he came to China. Whenever he sang the famous song "Sakura", the figure of the beautiful girl waving to him under the cherry blossom tree and calling "Brother Xiaolin" would appear in front of his eyes.

As a guard post, the soldiers closest to him were 30 meters away. This time, the lonely and fulfilling night truly belonged to him and the beautiful and gentle girl.

The soulful singing voice was not loud enough for his colleagues to hear, but it caught the attention of Tang Tuanzuo, who had excellent hearing.

Then, let’s start with this little devil who is having fun!

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It is said that there is a bright moon, but the night in early autumn in the Taihang Mountains is by no means the kind of night where the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the moonlight shines like water, making almost every detail on the ground visible.

The moon would hide in the clouds from time to time, and the mountains would suddenly become dark. Only the dim light of the torches on the battlefield, whose flames were blown askew in the mountain wind, could give people a little light.

However, if there was not such an environment, even Tang Dao would never be able to sneak into a trench guarded by at least 80 people without making a sound.

At the moment when the moon hid in the clouds, Tang Dao took the lead, his body stronger than ordinary people like a giant snake. They knew clearly that he was crawling on both hands and feet, but in the eyes of Mingxin and Pangda from behind, they were wearing a The commander in Japanese military uniform seemed to be twisting forward on the gravel ground.

The two people, who were no more than five meters apart, looked at each other with shock.

They all knew how awesome Tang Tuanzuo was, but they didn't expect that Tang Tuanzuo was even more awesome than they thought.

The tactical movement of crawling is considered the most basic movement in infantry tactics. A veteran with strong ability can crawl hundreds of meters in one breath and pass through barbed wire and other obstacles. Only veterans know the difficulties of crawling forward.

Why do you involuntarily raise your posture when you are a recruit? Because that is the least labor-intensive, and they have not experienced the horror of bullets whizzing past their heads. To lower your body to only thirty centimeters or less from the ground and still want to gain faster speed, you must have strong upper body strength.

On a battlefield under heavy artillery fire, lying lower can allow you to dodge more than 90% of bullets, while climbing faster can allow you to break into the enemy's defense line in a shorter time and dodge terrible shells. and grenades.

Unlike ordinary infantry, the crawling of the officers and soldiers of the reconnaissance company does not mainly rely on the strength of their upper limbs, but the strength of their limbs. Just like Tang Dao, although the chest and abdomen seem to be touching the ground, they are actually empty. Only four limbs are touching the ground. While exerting force, the core muscles are exerted, and the whole body looks like a snake twisting forward, but the speed is faster.

The two who were trained in the reconnaissance company were proficient in the sneak entry technique demonstrated by Tang Dao, but seeing that Tang Tuanzuo advanced no less than three or four meters or even five or six meters in just one second, they could only admire him!

They knew too well what was needed to crawl forward at a high speed comparable to the running speed of ordinary people.

It was strength!

Only the limbs and core muscle strength as strong as a bison could drive a body weighing 150 kilograms to move forward at such a speed.

Of course, admiration is admiration, but these two are by no means mediocre. Although their speed is slightly slower than Tang Dao, they also quietly sank into the dark trench after Tang Dao after a few seconds.

In the weak light of the torch, Tang Dao gently made two gestures to the two of them. The two understood and squatted down close to the trench, one in front and one behind, one on the left and one on the right, holding a short-handled bayonet in their hands, and most of their attention was on the left side of the trench.

Tang Dao was telling them not to rush to kill. He wanted to catch a live person first and find the first target. The two of them would guard the rear for him.

In addition to the triangular bayonet most commonly used by scouts, both of them had a loaded Black Star pistol in their belts under their Japanese military uniforms.

Because it was a trench battle, the two men who entered the trenches also carried a temporarily replaced MP28II on their slightly wide Japanese military uniforms, and they were all loaded with 32 rounds of straight magazines, plus 5 grenades per person. This thing can be hung on the body, and the Japanese army hung it like this.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the baggage team knew each other, the two scouts who even brought one Type 38 rifle on purpose would definitely look like standard Japanese soldiers on this night with extremely poor visibility.

Once the sneak attack was exposed as a trench battle, two new flower machine submachine guns with a length of only 80 cm but a firing rate of 600 rounds per minute could beat a bunch of Type 38 rifles in such a narrow trench and make them doubt their lives.

Of course, it doesn't mean that with a submachine gun, nearly a hundred Japanese soldiers can be killed. They can't win with rifles, but they can throw grenades, right? A wave of grenades thrown from a distance, no matter how powerful the three guns are, will be useless.

It's better to kill quietly.

In order to protect their relatively large convoy, the Japanese army dug a very long trench, up to 300 meters, and even dug two trenches dozens of meters apart, connected by a traffic trench in the middle.

This kind of trench is of course very strong in defense, but 80 people are stationed in it, with an average of one soldier every five or six meters, and the Japanese will never "sit in a row" like this. After all, it's not a game of sharing fruits. Most of the Japanese soldiers occupy a section of the trench to rest in small teams, and then leave a few guards each!

After nearly half an hour of observation and waiting, Tang Dao had a clear enough observation and judgment of the trench in front of him. So far, there were only five people active, one was humming a song alone, three were smoking, and there was a sergeant who should be the foreman, walking back and forth in the trench for a patrol. In addition to those who were not discovered by himself, it is estimated that there will be no more than seven people on duty on the right wing of the Japanese baggage convoy.

Tang Dao nodded to the two special forces who were already on alert, crouched down and prepared to pounce on the Japanese invader who was still immersed in his singing ten meters away.

Suddenly, a light roar came from another trench twenty meters below: "Kobayashi, don't sing anymore. It will be unlucky if the squadron leader's patrol team hears it. The squadron leader has already strictly ordered not to make any noise."

"Thank you for the reminder, Sergeant Gao Wan, Kobayashi knows." The Japanese soldier ten meters away replied with some gratitude and some sadness.

"Yeah!" The Japanese sergeant responded in a low voice with a rather stylish manner.

As the footsteps of the Japanese sergeant gradually faded away until a hundred meters away, Tang Dao, who had been standing still against the trench, had a new plan.

Although the Japanese sergeant who had never shown his face only said two sentences, he gave Tang Dao a lot of information.

It seems that he can use it.

In the slightly stagnant eyes of the two scouts, Tang Dao did not hide his figure anymore, but stood up calmly and deliberately stepped harder.

This naturally attracted the attention of the Japanese soldier named Kobayashi Koichi. With a light roar: "Who?", in the extremely dim firelight, a bayonet stretched out from the battle position and pointed at Tang Dao who was walking slowly.

"Command!" Tang Dao did not answer, but asked in a low voice in pure Kyoto dialect.

The Japanese soldier was slightly stunned, and subconsciously answered: "Sakura"

"Baga! The patrol order issued by the captain is Sakura, but you are not asked to sing Sakura." Tang Dao has already walked to the side of the Japanese soldier who stood up and put away his gun. The shadow of the helmet in the weak firelight covered Tang Dao's face tightly.

Not to mention that the Japanese soldier who was frightened by the sound of Baga lowered his head, even if he looked carefully, he might not be able to see Tang Dao's eyebrows clearly.

Even if Tang Dao's figure is a little burly, Tang Dao cleverly exposed most of his body by using the terrain of the trench. Such a rough outline is normal for the Japanese army.

Although 90% of the Japanese soldiers have short legs, it is not ruled out that there are occasional genetic mutations. A height of 1.8 meters does not mean that he is an impossible giant.

"Hey! Xiaolin knows he was wrong. Please forgive Xiaolin once." The Japanese corporal should be an honest boy. He was frightened by Tang Dao, the fake patrolman, and he immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Go to the team headquarters and receive the punishment yourself!" Tang Dao said coldly.

"Takamaru-kun, I..." The Japanese soldier with his head down was immediately terrified and lowered his voice to beg for mercy.

Although he, a corporal, didn't know who the patrol sergeant tonight was, based on his figure and accent, the Japanese corporal had basically determined that it was Sergeant Takamaru Kaisang of the third squad. He was burly and had once fought three Chinese soldiers alone in a hand-to-hand combat and killed them all. Because of his injury, he had to be transferred from the front-line troops to the baggage company to serve as a sergeant.

Damn, Takamaru-kun? Tang Tuanzuo felt bad when he heard this name. The Japanese dog Jiji's name really made people feel depressed.

"This is a military order, I don't want to repeat it again." Tang Dao also raised his voice on his own initiative.

Of course, that was in the eyes of the Japanese corporal, in fact, it was just a little bit higher.

"Hi!" The Japanese corporal nodded dejectedly, walked out of his position depressedly, and walked to the left side of the trench with a gun on his back and heavy steps.

He didn't even dare to take a closer look at Tang Dao's rank, otherwise he would have discovered this bold fake, a private pretending to be a sergeant.

Mingxin and Pang Da also stood up at this moment and took the initiative to play the subordinates of Sergeant Gao Wan.

They now understood Tang Tuanzuo's idea. He wanted to use this already confused Japanese soldier to take the initiative to lead the way and find the squad headquarters of this baggage squad.

Because there must be the information they want most tonight! It is also the key to the success of the final operation tonight!