First Battalion Commander Zhang Dabiao, Second Battalion Commander Zheng Yu, and Third Battalion Commander Chen Dugu.
and Wang Chengzhu, acting company commander of the artillery company directly under the regiment, gathered around the kang table.
Report the defense deployment situation to Li Yunlong who is sitting cross-legged on the kang.
Second Battalion Commander Zheng Yu was the first to report: "Commander, the work for the folks in Yang Village has been completed. The folks have all moved to Podi Village 4 kilometers away. They will return to Yang Village when the fighting is over."
Li Yunlong nodded, the safety of the people is the top priority.
Then, Li Yunlong looked at Zhang Dabiao.
Zhang Dabiao understood and immediately said:
"Captain, all the traps in front of the village entrance have been prepared, and the roofs of the houses in front of the village and the false fire points at the village entrance have also been arranged."
"Layered defense fire points were set up from the entrance to the end of the village."
"With this density of firepower, no matter how many Japanese soldiers come, it won't be effective."
The main reason is that we don’t know which direction the enemy is coming from. To know the enemy’s route, the best way is to find a terrain suitable for an ambush.
This battle was actually a defensive battle. Li Yunlong led a new elite group to prepare in Yangcun and wait for the enemy to arrive.
Of course, Li Yunlong's advantages are mainly his intelligence foresight, familiarity with the terrain, and ease of waiting for work.
Li Yunlong nodded and looked at the third battalion commander Chen Dugu.
Chen Dugu said: "Captain, the mines on the cliff have been set. The soldiers of the engineering platoon have buried eight mines on the cliff. In addition to the mines and heavy machine gun fire points, I have also arranged several sharpshooter shooting points and ten
Multiple submachine gunners, let the sharpshooters specifically name the Japanese."
Finally, it was Wang Chengzhu's turn to say: "Captain, I have divided the artillery company into three parts according to your order. One is in the village, one is on the cliff, and one is on the mountain to the west."
Li Yunlong asked Wang Chengzhu: "Zhuzi, how is the training of the artillery battery? Can the artillery fire accurately?"
In order to face the Yamamoto special agent team, Li Yunlong took out another 200 rounds of artillery shells and gave them to the artillery company to use as training artillery shells.
A total of 500 mortar shells were used for training. If the brigade commander knew about it, scolding Li Yunlong would be an understatement.
However, Li Yunlong is very willing. Although he is very stingy towards others, he is extremely generous to the soldiers under his command and never hides or treats them.
"Captain, no problem, I promise to fight wherever you point me!"
Wang Chengzhu immediately affirmed: "There are 500 rounds of artillery shells for training. If we don't train the soldiers, I will kill them with a piece of tofu."
Li Yunlong nodded and thought carefully for a moment, but didn't notice anything wrong.
Then he said: "Let's do this. The first battalion commander is responsible for the entrance of the village, the third battalion commander is responsible for the cliff at the end of the village, and the second battalion commander leads 50 submachine gunners as a reserve team."
"It's only noon now. Let the soldiers have a good sleep during the day. Let's have fun with the Japanese tonight."
"In addition, we must make it clear to the soldiers that our opponents tonight are definitely not regular devils, and we must not be careless!"
Everyone shouted in unison: "Yes! Leader!"
Li Yunlong: "Get ready to go!"
Immediately, the three battalion commanders and Wang Chengzhu filed outside.
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The night gradually deepens, and the northern winter night wind seems particularly cold.
The northwest wind penetrates into the mountains of the Taihang Mountains, whistling sharply among the peaks and valleys, and seems to have frozen the rocks.
There are thick clouds in the sky tonight. There is moonlight but it is not bright and very hazy.
In a forest 20 miles away from Yangcun, a group of black shadows emerged like ghosts.
After the Yamamoto special forces approached the base area, they abandoned their vehicles and marched on foot, using nighttime to sneak into the base area from weakly guarded areas.
After entering the base, the special team took advantage of the cover of night and mountains and forests to bypass the villages where the Eighth Route Army was stationed and sneak into hiding.
At this time, the Yamamoto special team was only a dozen kilometers away from its target, Daxia Bay.
Captain Kazuki Yamamoto knelt on one knee, scanning the surroundings with vigilant and cold eyes, then turned on the flashlight with his left hand and looked at the compass on his right hand.
Kazuki Yamamoto felt that this task was not too difficult, and he even regarded it as a simple training task.
After successfully beheading the Eighth Route Headquarters, the next target will be the Chief of Staff of the Second Theater Command of China, followed by the Supreme Command of the Nationalist Government in Chongqing.
He wanted to use practical actions to prove to the group of senior Japanese military officers who were in high positions but were corrupt and rigid-minded.
If the empire wants to completely win this war, it will definitely not work if the Japanese army does not innovate its tactics!
Kazuki Yamamoto stared at the compass for a moment, then looked up to the southeast and pointed forward.
The communications soldier next to him, Koro Goro, knelt on one knee and made a sign to the southwest to move forward.
Using very skilled special tactics, the special agents quickly crossed the slope in front of the woods and ran towards Yangcun.
They were all neatly dressed, with marching bags on their backs, special operations gloves on their hands, bulletproof vests, and special helmets with windproof glasses.
The grenades hanging on the waist and shoulders made a subtle tinkling sound as they ran and collided.
As the secret service team disappeared into the night, a gust of cold wind blew by, making the treetops rustle as if no one had ever been here.
Yamamoto's special agents are very particular about their night sneak tactics.
There is a ten-person combat team at the front and rear of the team, always alert to possible emergencies.
The main force of the more than 60 people in the special agent team is composed of six combat groups, each taking turns to cover and sneak forward.
This is a very professional special stealth alternating cooperation. All team members are hunched over and tapping their toes lightly on the ground. Even at night, the sound they make is extremely small, making the entire team look like ghosts in the dim moonlight.
The entire team was always on high alert when sneaking forward, and each team member had a clear division of labor.
This is to ensure that in the event of an emergency, the team can maintain a fighting posture at any time, whether it is attacking, defending or retreating, and can respond quickly in a very short period of time.
About 3 miles away from the entrance of Yangcun, a black shadow flashed in front.
Yamamoto Kazuki gestured back to stop, and the team members behind him immediately stopped and knelt on one knee, surrounded by darkness.
A special agent team member had already arrived in front of Yamamoto Kazuki, paused and whispered: "Report to the captain, the front has arrived at Yangcun!"
Yamamoto Kazuki raised his telescope and looked in the direction of Yangcun. Through the hazy moonlight and dim vision, he saw only silence in the direction of Yangcun.
"Have you discovered the situation?" Yamamoto Kazuki looked calm and calm, as if nothing could make his expression fluctuate in the slightest.
"Nothing has been discovered yet. There seems to be no Eighth Route Army garrison in this village!"
Yamamoto Kazuki nodded slightly. This is consistent with the intelligence. As long as you pass through Yangcun, you are only a few kilometers away from the target Daxia Bay!
Then he waved to the back, and several combat team leaders with submachine guns hanging on their chests ran over and squatted in front of Yamamoto.
Yamamoto Kazuki said in a low voice: "Yangcun is ahead, and 2 kilometers south of Yangcun is our goal this time, Daxia Bay!"
"From now on, verbal communication within the team is strictly prohibited. All instructions and communications are conveyed in tactical sign language. If anyone exposes the whereabouts of the special agent team, I will personally send him to a military court!"
All the team leaders paused and shouted in unison: "Hi!"
Yamamoto Kazuki waved his hand forward, and Oga Goro made two forward sign language backwards.
The Japanese special agent team continued to maintain their fighting formation and headed straight for the entrance of Yangcun.
