The secret whistle was released from a distance, and more than ten people gathered together. Zhao Hu pointed to the dots on the map and said with a serious expression: "So many Japanese, lying quietly on the edge of my base. If there were no special tasks, they would not have mobilized such a large number of troops. The key is that our army has not received any news, which shows that the Japanese have a huge plan!"

Zuo Jian pondered for a moment and said, "They also added guides to each of their teams, but there were no puppet troops, which means that the Japanese army wanted to take down some of our places in one fell swoop this time. No matter what, we can't leave."

Zhao Hu said: "Then let's observe for another day. Now we only see the Western Front. Maybe there are many Japanese on the East Front. I think we will collect the information after it gets dark, and then find a way to get in. First break the Japanese's plan and then think of another way out."

During the day, each reconnaissance team was dormant not far from the Japanese, without eating or drinking, quietly observing the enemy's movements.

It was not until dark that they took advantage of the night to return to the assembly ground, but the news that everyone brought this time surprised Zhao Hu even more.

"Head, their command is to destroy Erlang Shen, and the order to kill Xiaotian Dog!"

"puff……"

The gorilla couldn't help laughing out loud and slapped the dog on the back: "I didn't expect that our dog's name was also remembered by the Japanese. Xiaotian Dog, so powerful!"

The dog twisted his back and moved away from the orangutan's paws: "Go, it must not be targeted at me and the regiment commander, maybe it was for our entire team!"

The bayonet looked cold: "Our actions were exposed. What went wrong?"

Zhao Hu took out the order and looked at it, then analyzed: "It must not be a military region. If that were the case, the Japanese would not wait for us on the Eastern Front. I doubt..."

No matter how suspicious it is, this matter is too big. Someone actually revealed the transfer order issued by the headquarters in advance, which shows that the other party has penetrated deeply into our army, and its level is definitely not low!

Seeing that everyone was silent, Dapao smiled and said, "I don't care who is the nail. What I have to do now is to start a killing. First chop off the Japanese claws, and the grimace behind them will naturally appear!"

Zhao Hu had a hideous face: "Since we want to kill our special forces, it is not our style to not give them some colors. This time we have few soldiers, so I won't explain the issue of prisoners here. In short, I'm not afraid of your bad hands. I just look at who will kill more Japanese in the end!"

The baboon pinched each other's hands and made a muffled "ticaca" sound: "I've been eager to try it, and no one can persuade me this time!"

Zhao Hu pointed to a commanding height in the southwest of the map and said, "If I were the Japanese commander, this point would definitely not be missed. At least two heavy machine guns were installed on it. So, the target was handed over to the cannon and machine gun team. I want you to take it silently and nail it there!"

Seeing a few people nodding, Zhao Hu pointed to the foot of the mountain and said, "These two teams thought they were protected by heavy machine guns and were a little far away. They were our first attack targets. Once it was fired and the Japanese on both sides came to support me, I asked the firepower on the top of the mountain to give the Japanese huge damage!"

Then, Zhao Hu extended his pen tip to the northeast corner: "There is a small mountain village here, which is also the only mountain village nearby. The Japanese army's command is expected to be located there. Therefore, after the first wave of attacks, the firepower team retreated south and attracted the attention of the Japanese. Our inner team did not retreat but advanced instead, and used the chaos to conquer the central position of the Japanese in one fell swoop. Only in this way will they be without a leader and make it more convenient for us to retreat!"

Seeing that everyone was ready, Zhao Hu waved his hand and said, "That's it. Each group of eight people, after you succeed, you will cut down the protruding little tree on the top of the mountain. If each team encounters force majeure, all the members will retreat after firing a flare!"

It is impossible to launch a flare, as it will drag the whole team down and there will be no shame to see people in the future. Even if it is trapped in the encirclement, everyone hopes to open up the road instead of waiting for others to rescue!

The night was dim and the spring breeze was warm. A group of eight people started climbing from the side of the mountain with heavy weapons.

The back of the Japanese mountain is naturally the focus of prevention. I guess the front should also be stared at the bottom and ready to support it at any time. There is only the side, the mountain is steep, and I never expected that someone would climb up, so there was naturally less warning.

In Xiaoshan Village, Colonel Beside would call every hour to check the outpost of the Northeast corner. In his opinion, the news this time was very accurate, and the personnel he had drawn were all secret operations, so it was impossible for the Eighth Route Army to find out!

Unexpectedly, the sky and the earth were not as good as a batch of shells. Zhao Hu and his special forces team helped him accidentally and actually slid past the mouth of his pocket, but instead touched the bottom of the bag, and were preparing to take a bite from outside!

The bottom of the bag is too far from the front line, so far that everyone waited for a day yesterday. No one was in a state of energy tonight. They thought that there would be any movement in front of them, so they were happy to take a break and raise their spirits first.

The secret whistles were touched one by one. Soon, the Japanese sitting in the machine gun position also made a deceased soul under the knife. After the cannon was cut off the news tree, four people were sent to the south to clear out the Japanese who were still staring at the foot of the mountain.

The moonlight was hazy, and the news tree on the mountain fell, and the two team members below began to act. They climbed up not far behind the secret whistle early, and rushed, and the tip of the knife in their hand had pierced the Japanese's kidneys. The strong pain made the Japanese's screams stuck in their throats, and the person fainted from pain.

The special forces no longer like to cut their throats. With one knife, the blood will be scattered, and the wind will blow, and you can smell it from afar. In their opinion, it is an immature manifestation.

Now everyone is in love with the job of low bleeding. No matter how you do it, just kill the Japanese as soon as possible and don’t make a sound. The less bleeding will naturally not splash all over your body, and you have to clean it yourself when you look back.

They just used the Japanese to show off their skills. Now they have become ghost-killing machines, sneaking in from afar, killing them with one knife, and not exuding murderous aura in advance.

Otherwise, with their murderous aura, staring at the Japanese from afar, they would make the other party furious, because these old Japanese were all coming from the battlefield, and their sixth feeling was very strong. If a little bit of wind sounded, all their previous efforts would be wasted!

Look, Zhao Hu met an old Japanese man in front of him. This guy seemed to have smelled something. Before Zhao Hu acted, he had no idea that he had been leaning towards the tree with a gun. If it were an ordinary soldier, he would have thought that the Japanese were preparing to rest and might have pounced on him in an instant.

Unfortunately, he met Zhao Hu. Although his hands showed no sign of carrying a gun and his head continued to hang down, Zhao Hu still realized something was wrong because he was too quiet, as quiet as a poisonous snake.

His footsteps were slightly arched, his body was tight, and his hand holding the gun suddenly appeared. He did not move because he dared not. It was like a rabbit, his legs were tightened. As long as the eagle pounced on him, he would kick out his hind legs at any time!

The veteran of the Japanese also felt that three meters away from behind, a black steel thorn was like a poisonous snake, and he had already set his sight on his neck. He firmly believed that as long as he accelerated his movements a little, the steel thorn would stab him in the back without hesitation!

But he didn't want to die. His years of military career created his unparalleled dodging skills before the war. With his skills, even if he was stabbed, he could escape his life as soon as possible. Next, it was time to shoot himself and call the police.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated. Suddenly, the feeling of thorn behind him suddenly disappeared. While he was wondering, Zhao Hu had already smiled slightly. The original steel thorn disappeared, and replaced it with a pistol with a muffler!

The old Japanese man lowered his head suddenly. After two "puff" sounds, his neck and back were shot at the same time. When darkness hit, he still couldn't understand how the other party's steel spike was replaced with a pistol.
Chapter completed!