The driver was a little stunned. Following the fat man, he had to prepare to take the initiative to look for danger anytime and anywhere. He would not be tortured by the fat man until he died. The fat man would not let him go.

In this way, eight people crawled forward, and the Japanese in the sandbag talked more and more clearly, even the fat man's heart was in his throat. Ma Dongming and his men even felt sweat on their foreheads. As long as they were exposed, they would attract light and heavy machine gun firepower networks. No one could be spared such a distance.

The only thing that is thankful is that the Japanese avoided exposing themselves and did not use searchlights. Like the * position, they just used human eyes to patrol in the dark, so that the fat men and the others could easily approach the Japanese defense line.

Because there is an offensive during the day, the Japanese's bunkers at night are temporarily built, very simple and do not build trenches like *, but there are Japanese patrols wandering back and forth.

Just after the first patrol team passed, the fat man waved his hand, and eight people rushed to four Japanese style 95 light tanks like raccoons and hid their bodies, and twelve Japanese tank soldiers slept on the ground.

The fat man made a tactical sign language move and asked everyone to watch. He climbed onto a tank, patrolled around him at a high place, then took out a grenade and tied it to the cover of the turret top.

The fat man signaled Ma Dongming and the others to follow suit. All four tanks were hung with grenades on the warehouse cover. The Japanese would dare to open the warehouse cover and would definitely knock him down.

I just climbed up the tank and climbed up the height. I took a look and found that there was a Japanese field tent a few ten meters ahead. In this kind of wartime, anyone who lives in a tent should at least be a Japanese major.

The fat man felt that it was too quiet, which was not conducive to him and Ma Dongming and his men's fishing. So he made a tactical sign language and told everyone that Song Ming and the driver would kill two Japanese devils on duty on the left and right sides of the tent. The fat man was responsible, Ma Dongming was responsible for the first batch of entering the tent, and the others were responsible for the second batch, Zhao Laosan and Xiao Li's rear guard.

After the task was assigned, the driver wailed again. The reason was very simple, and he was the one who died. Of course, he was the first one.

Song Ming was so happy. Since he lost twice in the hands of the fat man, he has realized that although he is unwilling to follow the fat man, he can learn a lot and make the most of his strengths. For the first time, he feels that being in the Eighth Route Army is not suitable for him.

Only by following the fat man to steal in the Japanese military camp like this is the best way for him to display his specialties.

The fat man was not worried about the driver's ability at all. This guy was able to lurk in the Eighth Route Army and not let the Eighth Route Army come out, which was enough to prove that this guy's ability was extraordinary. It should be no problem to fuck the Japanese silently.

Sure enough, Song Ming and the driver easily approached the two Japanese guards, and the two attacked almost at the same time.

Song Ming directly covered the Japanese man's mouth with one hand. He held the bayonet in the other hand and cut his throat directly. He taught the fat man a lesson. He was so clever.

The driver on the other end was not slow either. He was like Song Ming, and in the moment when the Japanese were surprised, the bayonet in his hand cut off the Japanese's throat.

Then, the two of them carefully put down the Japanese corpse. The fat man pinched the dagger and broke into the door with Ma Dongming.

There were two Japanese officers talking inside. Seeing the two Chinese men with m35 helmets rushing in, they were about to shout. The fat man had already thrown out the dagger in his hand and pierced directly into the throat of a Japanese officer.

Ma Dongming was not slow either, so he rushed up, covered the mouth of another Japanese man, and then stabbed the Japanese man in the lower abdomen desperately until the Japanese man did not move.

Zhao Laosan, Secretary Chen and others from the third echelon rushed in with guns. When they saw the two of them dealt with the Japanese in the tent, they then took the gun away.

Song Ming and the driver outside dragged the Japanese's body into the tent.

This was a tacit understanding of the movements and the speed was very fast. When the fat man signaled, Song Ming said that he was conscious and took the Japanese's steel helmet and began to help the Japanese untied clothes.

The driver was so amused and hesitated. The fat man glared at him, and he could only start stripping the Japanese military uniforms and wearing them.

After the two of them were dressed, Officer Chen asked them to take their m35 helmets, and the driver and Song Ming were very consciously going out to watch.

The fat man then signaled that he could speak whisper. He began to search in the barracks and tents to find the Japanese military deployment, because they killed the two Japanese, one was the master and the other was the third lieutenant. In other words, this might be the barracks of a Japanese squadron.

If you want to find a general, you have to find a command center at least at the first level of the Japanese brigade, because only the Japanese commanders at the first level of the brigade are generals. There are few generals in the command center of the brigade, and generally the colonel is the commander of the regiment. Just like Asano, the guy who commands a regiment, he can only have the rank of colonels.

Ma Dongming and the others dared not speak, and they all watched the fat man busy and only recovered, helping the fat man find the Japanese military map.

The fat man finally found the Japanese military map and opened it and saw that he was a little disappointed. The Japanese military maps only marked the attack direction at the corps level, and did not mark the command centers of brigades and divisions at all levels on the map.

But all this was not a problem for the fat man. He squatted down at the Japanese devils, searched in his pocket for a while, and found the Japanese devils' officer certificate. He opened it, took a look at the army number where the Japanese devils were, and then walked back and searched on the map.

"The 101st Regiment of the 101st Brigade of the 101st Division of the Japanese Army..." The fat man saw the Japanese troops he was about to steal.

The attack arrow of the 101st Division of the Japanese was found on the map. The fat man lit the cigar with an oil lamp in his hand, and began to think about it.

It is of course very satisfying to set up a division command center, but it is too deep into the hinterland. Once they succeed, they will almost dream of retreating.

In addition, if you go deep into the Japanese Division Command, the journey is long, you cannot use the natural barrier of Ye Se and completely exposed to the Japanese joint attacks on the sea, land and air.

Fatty is not a nine-life life, and even if you get a big caliber naval gun, you will be in shattered. After thinking about it, you will still have to provide insurance for the brigade command center. If it goes well, you can return to the * defense line before dawn.

In order to prevent the military map from being lost, the Japanese did not standardize command centers at all levels on the map. Finding the command center of the 101st Brigade has become the fat man’s primary concern.

He could only estimate that when standing in the Japanese, considering where the command of the brigade should be placed, the 101st Brigade was under its jurisdiction, so that it would be easy to solve it. It must be behind these three regiments and in front of the division command.

While sucking a cigar, the fat man thought about it, staring at the Japanese map with his little eyes, and repeatedly considered several places suitable for road regiment command. Finally, he used a pen to throw away the pen and put away the military map casually.

The approximate location of the Japanese brigade was estimated, and he felt that it would take some movement to expose the command of the Japanese brigade... (To be continued)

ps:ps: There is something wrong at home, and you will have to write with peace of mind after this month. Sorry.

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Chapter completed!