As long as the flying knife Yao Peng is holding can lock the enemy's position in the dark, it will be a silent murder weapon.

Within a dozen steps, the throat can be sealed with one knife, and there will be no mistakes at all!

Zhao Zhiguo, on the other hand, needed to approach the enemy slowly. The dagger was unsheathed and glowing coldly under the moonlight. The little devil would never have thought that someone had quietly touched their back.

When another soldier approached, Zhao Zhiguo showed up decisively, inserted a dagger into the back of a kid's head, and then twisted it gently, and the kid lost the ability to resist.

Another kid saw Zhao Zhiguo suddenly appearing and quickly pulled the bolt of the gun. However, a big hand appeared behind him and covered his mouth, and a bayonet penetrated the kid's back through his heart.

Steaming blood slid down from the tip of the knife, dripped into the ground beneath his feet, and instantly formed ice flowers.

"Cuckoo"

Two owls hooted in the darkness, and then everything became quiet again, as if nothing had happened just now.

The fire in the village in the distance was still flickering, and the little Japanese soldiers were crowded with each other, drowsy.

Zhao Zhiguo sheathed his sword and opened up the corn stacks piled like a hill in front of him. A Type 95 light tank appeared in front of Zhao Zhiguo's eyes.

"Battal Commander, there's another one here!"

Another soldier opened the haystack from the other side and found another Japanese armored vehicle.

"Uncle, there are more than two in total!"

Soon, Yao Pengju also discovered a tank and an armored vehicle, four in total!

"Batalion Commander, what should we do? Drive away?" Yao Pengju asked.

"Can you drive?" Zhao Zhiguo asked Yao Pengju.

"No!" Yao Pengju shook his head.

"I can drive it, but this thing burns diesel. Where do you want me to get diesel?"

Today, some troops in China do have a supply of gasoline. After all, some troops have trucks, but diesel is very scarce, and their entire division cannot afford to supply this tank.

A tank without power would either become a target for the Japs' artillery, or it would be blown up by the Japs' infantry. The soldiers inside the tanks could only wait to die.

"It's a shame it exploded!"

Yao Pengju's heart was bleeding at the thought of blowing up these tanks and armored vehicles.

"It must be blown up. If the Japs attack, even one of our platoon soldiers may not be able to blow up a Japanese tank!"

Most of the soldiers in the Chinese army today have never even seen a truck, let alone a Japs tank. Some soldiers who are not aware of the situation will even use a machete to hack at the tanks, and are eventually crushed to death by the Japs tanks with their tracks.

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"But before we explode, let's fire two cannons at the little devils in the village to keep them refreshed!" Whenever there is a chance, Zhao Zhiguo will never let the little devils live too comfortably. "Let the two soldiers go back, more

Get some grenades and tell Dianhou. When there is an explosion, use machine guns to block the entrance to the village. I will kill as many little devils as they come out!"

Zhao Zhiguo got into the tank, adjusted the angle of the turret inside the tank, and aimed at the looming fire in the village.

"Yao Pengju, you take the soldiers to take charge of this tank. Remember, you can only fire two rounds. Then blow up the tank and go to meet Dianhou. You must not be reluctant to fight. Our target is still the small village on the Hushan position.

Devil!"

Zhao Zhiguo was not so arrogant that he dared to fight against a Japanese squadron with more than fifty soldiers, and there was obviously more than one squadron in the village.

"Hey, battalion commander, how do you use this thing?" Yao Peng asked.

"I will only teach you once. If you encounter this kind of situation in the future, you must teach your brothers step by step!"

While there was still some time, Zhao Zhiguo thought it would be good to let Yao Pengju get familiar with tanks. The possibility of encountering Japanese tanks as the special forces went deep behind enemy lines was very high.

"Another soldier, come in with me and I'll teach you how to load a tank with shells!"

The Japanese tanks are very simple. There is no communication equipment on the tank and the armor is weak. The only advantage is the diesel engine.

But even this kind of tank that can be pried open with a crowbar is rampant on the Chinese battlefield. Just because an agricultural country is fighting against an industrial country, anti-tank grenades cannot be made, and they can only be exploded with the flesh and blood of soldiers. The little devil's tank.

Zhao Zhiguo spent a few minutes teaching Yao Pengju step by step how to start the tank, how to advance and retreat, how to adjust the height and low shooting angle of the turret, and how to load artillery shells.

"I don't require you to remember everything, as long as you have that impression in your mind."

Zhao Zhiguo and the others did not have much time for training. He only needed to let Yao Pengju know what the inside of the tank looked like, so that the soldiers would not think that the tank was a steel monster invented by the Japanese army when they saw it.

After a while, the soldiers came back with four bundles of grenades.

"Okay, I'll go to another tank!"

As the tank turret rotated, Zhao Zhiguo aimed the tank again at the area where there was still fire in the village.

"Boom boom"

Zhao Zhiguo took the lead in firing, followed closely by Yao Pengju.

After firing the first shot, regardless of whether it hit the target or not, Zhao Zhiguo quickly loaded the shells.

"Boom boom"

Two artillery shells fell into the courtyard again. As the shells exploded, the Japanese soldiers scrambling for bunkers were blown away by the shells.

The courtyard where the Japanese soldiers rested was in a mess. A large crater appeared in the center of the courtyard, and several little Japanese soldiers with missing arms and legs were lying on the edge of the crater, howling and struggling.

However, the little devil had no time to take care of their wounded. The whistle sounded in the village, making the whole village lively.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Japanese soldiers shouted in the village, and under the leadership of their squad leader, they began to attack where they had hidden their tanks.

After Zhao Zhiguo fired two rounds, he did not stop at all. He and the soldiers each threw a bundle of grenades into the tanks and armored vehicles.

"Boom boom boom"

The grenade detonated the artillery shells in the tanks, and the tanks and armored vehicles were blown to pieces.

When the explosion sounded, the Japanese troops just happened to rush out of the village entrance. Dianhou, who had been waiting in the distance, saw the shaking figure at the village entrance and directly ordered machine gun fire.

"Da da da"

Bullets were flying in the dark night, streaking across the night sky like shooting stars.

The little devils who had just rushed out of the village were hit by bullets and fell down one after another.

"Baga! The enemy is at three o'clock!" The Japanese commander immediately redirected the Japs to shoot at Dianhou and the others.

Another group of little devils left the village from another direction. They also wanted to take advantage of the cover of night to get behind Zhao Zhiguo and the others and surround the unit that attacked them.

"Battal Commander, look at the firepower situation, there are at least two squadrons of Japs in the village!" Dianhou saw Zhao Zhiguo coming back and reported to Zhao Zhiguo.

Not only were the little Japs shooting at them at the entrance of the village, but the entire village was shooting back at them.

"Get out! Get out quickly, we've stung a hornet's nest!"
Chapter completed!