Rise From Eight Hundred

Sakira Nakatama Nakazuo actually did a good enough job.

Although the front army headquarters issued a military order, normal life order in the occupied city must be maintained to restore the economy as soon as possible!

However, Licheng County is still under military control, that is, from 8 pm to 6 am, except for the Japanese soldiers, any Chinese who goes out without a pass will be shot to death if seen by the patrol!

This is also the earliest conventional method used by the Japanese army to occupy cities. This method can gradually make the Chinese people accept high-pressure control, and then gradually relax it when the situation stabilizes. Those Chinese people will naturally be grateful and virtuous, thus accepting the influence of another nation. Dominance is less objectionable.

Wait a little longer, and the gradual implementation of Japanese language and various Japanese-style education in the occupied territories will make the new generation accept the fact that they are ruled by the Japanese Empire, and they will even be proud to be a part of the Japanese Empire!

It has to be said that in order to completely swallow up this big piece of meat in China, the Japanese were fully prepared in all aspects, while China did not start hastily preparing for war until after the outbreak of 918. In the early days of the war, it was strange to be undefeated.

The war between the Germans and the fighting nations that will break out in the future will be almost similar to this, with mental calculations and unintentional calculations. The biggest difference between the fighting nations and China at this time is that they have a wider territory and an extremely complete industrial system, which is cold enough to freeze. The nose-breaking winter of dozens of degrees below zero is their greatest talisman!

Therefore, it was dark in Licheng County at this time, except for the Wang family mansion!

Searchlights were installed at the four corners of the high wall of Wang's mansion. Four thick beams of light continuously swept into the surrounding dark streets.

In order to ensure the safety of the brigade headquarters stationed in the city, all the shops and residents in the streets around Wang's mansion were ordered to move out. There are usually pedestrians on the streets, but at night, it is extremely quiet and eerie, that is, they pass by every ten minutes. A small squad-level patrol proved that this place is still somewhat popular.

"Sakura!" The Japanese second lieutenant, who was huddled in the fortifications at the entrance of the brigade, growled softly as he looked at a group of soldiers approaching in the distance.

Although the searchlights have clearly illuminated the uniforms and faces of the six soldiers in the patrol, and they are indeed Imperial soldiers, the Empire's military discipline is strict, and the routine operation of asking for passwords is indispensable.

"Bloom!" The patrol in the distance stood still in the beam of searchlight and answered the command loudly.

Move the searchlight!

"Damn it, it's almost dawn, and I haven't squinted my eyes a few times. Miyamoto-kun, if the patrol comes again, as long as you can see clearly, you can save the password and so on. Let me sleep well for an hour first. Why is it so cold in spring in China?" The Japanese second lieutenant who was born in Hokkaido yawned and ordered as he entered the checkpoint behind the gate.

There, at least there was a charcoal fire!

Although it is already March, the temperature at night is as low as three to four degrees. Even the cotton-padded clothes currently equipped by the Japanese army cannot withstand it. It is difficult for the Japanese army to imagine how those Chinese soldiers wearing only jackets are counting the nines. Han Tian confronted them in the wild.

But this is the fact. The Chinese wearing thin jackets have survived the winter in the north, and now it is spring.

The Japanese army's center left was very cautious, but that didn't mean that his subordinates were all the same, especially when he watched the song and dance, listened to the ditty, and then got into a warm bed with his beautiful body in his arms.

At this time, the hour hand was already pointing to 3:40 in the morning!

As dawn was about to arrive, the Japanese troops responsible for guarding the brigade began paddling, and the Japanese troops on the city wall were no exception.

For example, the Japanese soldier Ushio Sanjo was walking mechanically back and forth on the 50-meter city wall with a gun in his hand. Even though he was walking in a very standard way, his speed was completely at the patrol level. But only when you look closer, you will know that this strange oxtail private has already fallen asleep with his eyes narrowed, almost snoring and drooling.

If you weren't subconsciously afraid of being severely punished by military discipline!

Private Ushio was not a front-line infantryman, but a member of the baggage squadron of the brigade. The reason why he had to go to the city wall to watch the night shift after moving supplies for a day was purely a new tactical invention of Sakira Nakatama Nakazuo.

He believed that in addition to carrying supplies, the heavy infantry squadron would not bear the same combat pressure as the four infantry squadrons and the heavy machine gun squadron, but the salary they received was almost the same as that of the front-line infantrymen. Especially in this city, there was no danger. .

Therefore, in order to reduce the pressure on the front-line infantry, the baggage squadron must deploy 60 soldiers every night to help four infantry squadrons patrol the city wall!

Yes, the Sixth Infantry Brigade can be said to be a strengthened brigade. In addition to the original four standard infantry squadrons, a heavy machine gun squadron and an artillery squadron, they have also been strengthened with a baggage squadron with a strength of 200 people. That is Before entering Jindong, the total strength of the infantry brigade was nearly 1,300, specially transferred from the division's baggage regiment.

Together with me, the heavy supply of troops is the donkey of the production team! The baggage squadron really wanted to rush to the captain of a certain center and left group and ask: "Where were the front-line infantrymen when I was moving supplies?", or: "Is it possible that what you are eating is Xiang?"

Unfortunately, under the power of a certain central left winger who was second only to the captain of the Great Left Wing in the entire alliance, the baggage squadron could only serve as the donkey of the production team. Sixty people were mobilized every day for ten consecutive days. I've been turned around three times.

Being bullied by Qiliang Chuzuo was fine, because he was the boss, but there were bad guys in the baggage squadron. The squadron had a serious factionalism of "fellow villagers meet and shed tears". As the squadron leader was from the city of Akita Prefecture, he took good care of his fellow villagers. Therefore, this hard job of being on duty after 1 a.m. naturally fell on the heads of Ushio and other soldiers in the suburban villages of Akita, who were regarded as mud-legged bumpkins by them.

Ushio, who had not slept well for several days, used to be a cowherd for the landlord. The cows were eating grass in the mountains, and he could lie on the grass and sleep all day. This lack of sleep cost him his life.

Even if His Excellency Chuzuo issued a strict order that if the defense was not good, he would be subject to military law, but he could not resist the waves of sleepiness!

What's more, the cowherd boy from Akita took a break yesterday and went to the brothel in the county town. The first-class soldier who was called a slave by his own people every day felt like a super uncle from the Chinese prostitutes, and he didn't have to pay. He was so ecstatic that his body was already empty after half a day. Now he can close his eyes and continue patrolling, which is really a great honor to Qiliang Zhongyu.

The Japanese soldier who can fall asleep while walking doesn't know that he may have enough sleep in the future.

The Japanese lieutenant and the corporal are just a microcosm of the Japanese army in the city, at this time when they are most likely to be paralyzed and careless.

"Order, Operation Liaoyuan, officially started." Tang Dao said to Erya who was lying beside him.

"Yes!" Erya took the order and bent down to run to the communication squad in the woods on the other side, which was ready for battle.

The invisible radio waves were emitted from the woods outside the south gate and spread in all directions.

In fact, the main receiving points are in Licheng County.

That was a house only 200 meters away from the Japanese battalion headquarters. The field radio that was sandwiched in the Wang family's carriage was turned on 10 minutes ago.

"Hehe! Brothers, the commander ordered the action to begin!" A tall man in Japanese military uniform chuckled. "Do a good job, all the brothers are waiting for us to fire the first shot!"

"We are only responsible for scaring the Japanese, it's boring, why not go there with Brother Mingxin and the others!" Another man dressed in Japanese uniform curled his lips.

"You kid has won several victories, and the battlefield can't accommodate you, right!" Heizi glanced at Shen Laoliu, the deputy assigned to him this time, and his head hurt a little.

This guy! After several battles, his performance has become more and more outstanding, but he is a little wild. As a comrade-in-arms, he wants to beat him, but thinking that his opponent may hate him more, Heizi temporarily puts this idea aside.

"Hehe, isn't this just to liven up the atmosphere before the war! Don't forget it, sir!" Seeing Heizi's face sank, Shen Laoliu also tried to become serious.

"Let me repeat again. This time, our team is responsible for destroying the outer defense force of the Japanese battalion headquarters and attacking them forcefully, attracting the Japanese army to send troops back to support, and covering the attacks of other teams in the city on important areas. Shen Laoliu, you go to the commanding heights that have been found long ago, responsible for killing threatening enemies, I will be responsible for machine gun fire support, Lu Zhongda will be responsible for attacking the Japanese heavy firepower points, and the other brothers will be responsible for strong attacks. Do you understand?" Heizi asked in a low voice.

"Understood!" The other seven people in the room responded in a low voice.

There are only 20 personnel in the special squadron that sneaked into Licheng this time, but seven of them are under the command of Heizi, including snipers like Shen Laoliu and heavy firepower supporters like Heizi and Lu Zhongda. It can also be seen that the special squadron attaches great importance to the Japanese battalion headquarters.

Heizi was the first to leave the house, carrying an MG34 with a heavy machine gun-type long barrel and a large backpack on his back.

On his body, there are two metal belts full of bullets hanging crosswise!

Only the seven people here know that this time, the Shandong man actually carried a full 1,500 rounds of bullets. This is outrageous!

A heavy machine gun MG34 weighs 12 kilograms, plus 1,500 bullets and metal belts, as well as the two long barrels specially prepared in his backpack, the weight is no less than 45 kilograms. Looking at the entire Four-Line Regiment, except for the perverted Tang Tuanzuo, only he has this ability.

However, if 1,500 rounds of bullets are fired as much as you want, what kind of scene will it be?

All Chinese people want to know.

Of course, the Shandong man's heavy machine gun is very powerful, but as another heavy firepower supporter, Lu Zhongda is actually not weak. He didn't just bring a grenade launcher this time.

Because there are five mortar shells in the big backpack behind him...

That is the confidence of eight special forces to dare to attack a Japanese battalion headquarters with 40 soldiers and a high wall and courtyard as cover!

The barrel and base of the Type 82 mortar weighed 45 kilograms in total. Three other special forces helped him carry it and assembled it at the selected location. At that time, the combination of a mortar and a heavy machine gun MG34 would really become a nightmare for any light infantry.

Eight Chinese special forces equipped with such equipment would definitely scare the shit out of Qi Liangzhong Yuzhongzuo who was still asleep!

If he didn't order to go back to the battalion headquarters, Tang Dao would dare to follow his surname.

Yes, the tactic of directly "beheading" the battalion headquarters in Licheng, and then cutting half of it but not completely, was a new tactic developed by Tang Dao based on the characteristics of the Licheng battle.

He wanted to make the Japanese battalion headquarters panic first, order the defending infantry squadron to go back to the rescue, and reduce the attack pressure on the city wall and several other necessary areas. Naturally, he also had to desperately call for reinforcements from Lucheng and Shecheng.

The more miserable he screams, the more excited a certain group will be!

Whenever he thought of this, Tang Tuanzuo couldn't help but feel a chill. It was this damn war that made him a little 'perverted'.

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Six people dressed like the Japanese army, led by Shen Laoliu, who wore the rank of Commander Cao, carried the camouflaged mortar tube and base and walked straight along the street towards Wang's mansion.

Heizi and Lu Zhongda, who were carrying large backpacks, were like civet cats in the dark. They used the cover of night to climb over walls and transfer properties, covering each other in tandem and following them from a distance.

No matter whether the heavy body jumped up or down, it didn't make any sound. The sleeping people had no idea that two people were passing by in their small courtyard.

To be able to be so light even when carrying a load of tens of kilograms, it can only be said that the training of the Four Troops marching hundreds of kilometers with heavy loads in Xuzhou was really effective, and Heizi and Lu Zhongda were the best among them!

The closer they got to Wang's mansion, the more frequent Japanese troops patrolled. But miraculously, no one came to ask for the password. The most they could do was look at the face of the leader Shen Laoliu, the 'sergeant', and then they would talk to the six of them as a matter of course. The team passed each other.

This made the leader Shen Laoliu's face turn a little dark. Damn it, are all Japanese blind? Am I really as vulgar as you?

Yes, Heizi's reason for letting Shen Laoliu be the team leader is very simple: "Gu Xishui said, you are insignificant enough and will be least likely to be suspected by the Japanese!"

This reason almost made the others laugh! Fortunately, the lurking point entered a day in advance did not allow too much noise.

Otherwise, Shen Laoliu would die on the spot!

I don’t believe it! Shen Laoliu clenched his back molars and was extremely unconvinced.

There are girls over there in Zhengzhou who are interested in me, right? If I hadn't thought about not delaying the girl, I might have already had the wedding ceremony by now, which is much faster than the progress bar of a certain group who likes to be secretive.

How to say this! Girls, in fact, most of the time they are blind, especially when they are young.

But when it comes to men, it’s not so easy to fool them.

Facts have proved that even the Japanese felt that the sergeant with a wretched face was more similar than the same kind, and there was no suspicion at all.

"If I don't kill you all later, my surname will no longer be Shen, I will only be called Lao Liu!" Shen Lao Liu was so depressed that he almost vomited blood and hid in a two-story house.

He had chosen a sniper position when he went out in disguise two days ago. It was 150 meters away from Wang's mansion. From a commanding position, as long as he sent two flares to the mansion, everyone inside would be within his shooting range.

The Japanese were extremely cautious. When they selected Wang's mansion as the brigade headquarters, they cleared out all the residential buildings more than 100 meters around the mansion. All the people, whether civilians or rich, were driven away. They could not Stay there. Patrols also inspect these empty residences during the day.

Of course, the inspection at night was in vain. They couldn't even see a mouse in the dark night.

Shen Laoliu still carried his semi-automatic rifle, but there were not as many bullets as expected, only 200 rounds of bullets and 10 magazines.

This is the unique self-confidence of a sharpshooter. Give him 200 rounds of bullets and he is guaranteed to kill at least 100 Japanese soldiers.

In the Japanese-style backpack behind him, there are mainly Japanese-style melon grenades and several long-handled grenades.

Long-handled grenades are a good material for making booby traps. The design of booby traps, with Tang Tuanzuo as the instructor himself, has almost become a required training subject for members of the special squadron. Although Shen Laoliu is not as good as Tang Tuanzuo, he is behind him. Twenty or thirty meters, it is still easy to design three defenses.

Finally, the remaining five-man team that had helped Lu Zhongda place the mortars encountered questioning from the top of the wall more than fifty meters away from Wang's mansion.

"Treading on the Stars"

Perhaps, this has something to do with the departure of the wretched-looking Shen Laoliu!

Really, it’s embarrassing to miss someone!

"Sakura!" the dutiful Japanese sentry shouted softly.

In fact, the bleary-eyed sentry just subconsciously wanted to do his duty faithfully. Once he heard the exact answer, he should be able to fall asleep standing up again.

"Sakura, your grandma's legs!" The leader of the "Japanese army" carrying a 38-meter cover pulled out a shell gun and fired three shots. Not only did he kill the Japanese sentry, he also shot out the snow-white searchlight.

The Japanese sentry who turned over and fell off the high wall was probably still thinking about a question when he went to report to Amaterasu: What is the answer to the question of grandma's legs? This is wrong!

The sound of gunfire came just like that. The Japanese soldier Cao, who was already sleepy behind the sandbag fortification of the gate fifty meters away, was suddenly stunned and shouted heartbreakingly: "It's the Chinese, machine gunner, shoot, shoot, shoot, Kill them all."

The Japanese light machine gunner had just lowered his head to the ground and aimed his eyes at the ruler, but he hadn't even had time to register the several dark figures in the faint light in the distance.

There was a gunshot, and a bullet penetrated his cheek and exited from the other side. The rotating bullet shattered the hard cheekbone and at the same time opened half of the machine gunner's face.

"Ah~~~~" the Japanese machine gunner howled miserably, threw away the machine gun, covered his face that was no longer human and looked like a ghost, and rolled desperately in the fortification.

It seems that violent rolling can make people feel better.

The face was opened to reveal fresh and tender flesh, and then it rolled on the ground. The flesh without skin protection was stained with dust, and the stimulated nerves twitched involuntarily. The tender flesh that contracted and expanded was like the mouth of a devil devouring everything, which was terrifying and disgusting.

The ammunition man on the side had never seen this before? He vomited on the spot with a "wow".

"Bang bang" The sergeant who was completely awakened pulled out the 14th Nambu rifle on his waist and fired two shots at the machine gunner who could no longer survive, roaring: "Baga! Shoot, shoot."

And then, there was nothing else.