Zhao Ziming kept looking in the direction of the Japanese position with a telescope.

In the darkness, only the outline of the mountain was looming. Even after so many years of military service, it still could not stop his eager mood this time.

"Why is there no movement at all? Have they not taken action yet?"

Compared to the roaring artillery fire and the sounds of strenuous fighting on the battlefield, this battle seemed so quiet.

This was not a regular battle at all. There were no gunshots or explosions. Everything became so quiet, as if for fear of alarming the monsters in the darkness.

"Batalion Commander, it's time. Shouldn't you wake up the regiment commander?"

Five hours have passed, and it will be dawn in more than two hours.

"Wake him up!"

Zhao Ziming glanced at the time, then patted his head, which had not slept all night, and tried to keep himself awake.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of their camp, followed by the sound of someone cheering.

"Back?"

Zhao Ziming couldn't believe it.

When a pile of weapons was moved into the camp with the help of soldiers from the third battalion, Zhao Ziming put his heart back in his stomach.

"It seems my worries are unnecessary."

"Brother Zhao, this is much easier than going behind enemy lines!" Yao Peng said, pointing to the equipment on the ground.

In the past, the troops had no equipment. It was Yao Pengju who led the special forces to the enemy's rear to find a way to get the Japs' equipment.

In their eyes, the Japanese soldiers on the battlefield were just looking after their equipment, and the special operations team just picked it up casually.

At this time, Zhao Zhiguo appeared behind Zhao Ziming, and Yao Pengju quickly stood at attention and saluted.

"Captain, there is only one squadron of Japanese troops on the position, two heavy machine guns, four crooked guns, and no other decent firepower."

Yao Pengju told Zhao Zhiguo the situation on the battlefield in detail.

"Are you injured?"

"Two soldiers encountered slight resistance from the enemy and were bitten!"

"From the north side, the Japanese position is in a dangerous terrain. If it were a conventional battle, a squadron of Japanese troops could hold on for a month or even longer as long as they had sufficient supplies!" Zhao Zhiguo said.

"The battle is over. We have cleaned up all the traces on the south side and left traces on the north side. I think the little devil will be very confused when he notices it tomorrow."

Yao Pengju faked the traces of their climb up the mountain.

Judging from the traces, they went up the mountain from the front.

In the end, the little Japanese could only come to one conclusion, that is, their sentry fell asleep and the Chinese army took advantage of it.

"You guys hurry up and get some rest! Let's do it again tomorrow night."

One success was not enough to scare the Japanese army. With the urinary attitude of the Japanese commanders, they would only think that it was a mistake of the frontline troops.

All responsibilities will be shifted to the frontline soldiers.

What Zhao Zhiguo wanted was not for the frontline soldiers to be afraid of them, but for the Japanese commanders to be afraid of them.

It took two silent night killings to make the little devil's commander realize that this was no coincidence.

When another Japanese squadron was put into position, almost all the little Japanese saw the fatal wound on the soldier's body.

Clean and neat, without any unnecessary wounds.

Only those who have received long-term combat training and have an extremely good understanding of the human body can do it.

The only people who meet these two conditions at the same time are soldiers who often kill on the battlefield.

"Do you think they will come again tonight?" a Japanese soldier asked his companion.

"Impossible! They succeeded once, and it was impossible to succeed for the second time. But we still have to be spiritual!"

The little devil almost believed that even if the Huaxia army attacked again, it was impossible to connect for two nights.

But this will not let the little devil give up their vigilance. After all, no one wants to be touched the neck in his sleep.

However, the Japanese squadron just changed seems to be unlucky.

It was still sunny in the morning, and the demon wind was scratched in the afternoon!

The wind is getting bigger and bigger, and the dark clouds in the sky are getting lower and lower. The Japanese troops on the hill seem to be able to reach out to a dark cloud.

The temperature in the air began to decrease suddenly under the wind of half an hour. The little devil soldiers wrapped their clothes tightly, and they couldn't stop the wind like a knife into the arms.

"Leader, why are you as bright as Zhuge, as if you have accurately calculated the temper of God."

Yao Pengju was originally hiding in a corner of the trenches and sleeping, but it was getting colder, and he frozen him.

Zhao Zhiguo glanced at Yao Pengju: "I know that this afternoon will change this afternoon!"

A few days ago, Zhao Zhiguo was just talking casually. I didn't expect God to face face.

"It's not too late, the little devil must have a military coat."

Yao Peng rubbed his hands, the weather seemed to be snowing.

"Can you do it at night?"

The special team is not ready to cool down.

In order to be more flexible during action, the clothes worn by the soldiers are thinner.

The cold weather not only caught the little devil's caught off guard, but also hit Zhao Zhiguo. They were caught off guard.

Suddenly lowering the temperature will make people stiff and not conducive to action.

"Rest assured, the wind is the wind in the northwest, climbing across the hillside, and the south side of the hillside, the wind can not be blown."

This is still cold, so as not to make the special team lose its combat effectiveness.

"I let the brothers of the three battalions boil you for a pot of hot soup, waiting for you to reassuring."

Zhao Zhiguo did not want his soldiers to frostbite because of cold.

"This idea is good, put more canned food, the canned taste of the little devil is not good, but the calories are quite high!"

After eating too much of the canned little devil, Yao Pengju also felt that it was nothing new, but he could really replenish a lot of calories.

"Don't say, it's so cold that the sky is too early. I have to let my friends prepare early."

The next night, Yao Peng raised them with the same means, and quietly let the Japanese army died on the position.

However, this night, the snow was overwhelmed, and Yao Peng helped Yao Peng to cover them all traces.

In the early morning, the sun was bright, and the snow reflected the light, stabbing the eyes.

The little devil looked at their bodies and had an inexplicable panic.

"Report commander, from the snow on the corpse, most soldiers died between 1 o'clock in the early morning and three o'clock last night!"

"I don't want to know when they died. I want to know why again, and this happened again, and there was no movement on the position!"

The strength of the two squadron did not put one shot, and there was no living mouth in two nights.

Even if their defense is very relaxed, this will not happen.

"Excellence of commanders, I heard that similar situations have happened in the previous Wangxian County!" Said a Japanese military officer.

When the Japanese army was just guarding the army in Wangxian County, the troops of their team died silently in the county seat.
Chapter completed!