Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 1441: Lucky Soldier (Part )

In fact, Shi Dakuan was not acting on impulse. He had already set his sights on a small hill 600 meters away from the front-line blockade position.

  There is probably a small group of Japanese stationed there!

The Japanese dug two trenches on this small hill. In order to avoid being wiped out by a saturation bombardment, the two trenches were nearly 80 meters apart, and a shallow communication trench was dug between the two trenches.

In fact, all of this was carried out under the nose of the Chinese side. Shi Dakuan had already observed it several times through the telescope handed to him by the regiment commander.

If it weren't for the order from Captain Tang of the Four-Line Regiment, that the entire army only had to be responsible for the siege and not waste manpower on the assault, an infantry company could capture this small hill in less than 2 hours.

Since Commander Tang issued the "cold gun and cold artillery" attack and killing order to all units, the 31st Regiment has also organized at least 10 elite teams to attack the Japanese positions within the one-kilometer defense line area, but they all focused on those Japanese positions with more troops stationed.

When there are more people, it is easier to make mistakes, and it is easier to find targets and gain merit. There is actually nothing wrong with this underlying logic.

But Shi Dakuan was thinking, if the Japs had fewer soldiers, wouldn't it be easier to carry out the attack? Would they be attacked less? Anyway, the military order of Captain Tang required that they only had to be Japanese, and there was no military rank or anything like that.

Today is New Year's Eve. The Japanese estimated that the Chinese soldiers were celebrating their New Year and would relax as they had been in a state of mental exhaustion. This relaxation would be an opportunity for Shi Dakuan, who had been planning for two days.

The Japanese army had nothing wrong with thinking this way. Although the units responsible for encircling the Japanese army were still on the battlefield, considering that today was New Year's Eve and the units had just experienced a bloody battle, they were given a holiday in disguise in order to boost morale.

Except for the officers and soldiers on duty, the rest of the officers and soldiers could gamble and drink in the trenches, but they could not leave their guns to prevent the Japanese army from taking advantage of the Chinese side's relaxed vigilance during the New Year to make a desperate breakout.

Of course, Tang Dao and several army colonels who came to the front line to supervise the battle were all experienced fighters on the battlefield, so they would not make such a mistake as capsizing in a ditch. The infantrymen should relax a little, but the artillery and heavy firepower units should be on high alert. If the Japanese don't charge, they will be beaten to pieces. If they dare to charge, they will be beaten to pieces.

In fact, these people were really hoping that the Japanese would make a desperate charge. The 10th Army specially sent a logistics unit to deliver 1300 mines to the Shipai Defense Zone. In the past two days, all the units have buried them in front of their positions. Nearly a hundred Japanese infantrymen who wanted to launch a sneak attack at night were killed or maimed. Since last night, Masayoshi Yamada gave up this kind of behavior of voluntarily offering his life, and honestly shrank back into his simple turtle shell.

  Now the Chinese soldiers and Japanese in the two war zones all know Commander Tang’s plan. He just wants to trap and kill these thousands of Japanese soldiers. No matter how many trenches and anti-artillery holes they dig on the hilltop, they still have to eat and drink water!

Perhaps there is no shortage of water in Wushan, and people can survive for a few days by eating tree bark and grass roots, but human life is very long, and the Chinese soldiers can afford to wait for a few days.

Commander Tang's plan was an open and aboveboard one, and even though the Japanese army from top to bottom knew about it, they could do nothing about it.

Even at the Chinese Expeditionary Army Headquarters far away in Nanjing, someone had proposed the idea of ​​asking the 231st Infantry Regiment in the encirclement to surrender.

However, this extremely insulting idea was rejected before it was even brought to the formal meeting. Since its establishment, the Imperial Japanese Army has never had a case of collective surrender of infantry regiment-level troops. Even if all the members died in battle, the shame would be much better than this.

To put it bluntly, face is more important than anything else.

However, surrender was just the wishful thinking of some high-ranking officials within the Japanese China Expeditionary Army. The Chinese did not think so.

The Chinese side could accept a smaller number of people, but if several thousand devils surrendered at once, they would need money to build a prisoner-of-war camp, and they would also need to provide food!

Even the ambitious one never thought of forcing all the Japanese in the two encirclements to surrender.

Poverty has limited China's imagination of being proud of itself.

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Shi Dakuan was certainly not stupid. He would not rashly go over alone to cause trouble for 15 Japanese devils.

As the future acting company commander of the 9th Company and now the personal soldier of the regiment commander, Shi Dakuan has become a well-known figure in the remnants of the 31st Regiment these days. He went straight to the guard squad and found two soldiers who were only two years older than him and who also had a blood feud with the Japanese army. After some persuasion from him and with the endorsement of the military order from Commander Tang, the two soldiers carried their submachine guns and set off with Shi Dakuan in the cover of night.

There were three people, equipped with two submachine guns, a 3-shot revolver and nine grenades. The other three had bayonets on their waists that were taken from the Type 2 rifles of the Japanese army. Judging from their equipment alone, they were definitely an elite infantry team, but they lacked the ability to shoot from a distance.

After all, the maximum effective range of these three firearms will not exceed 150 meters, and the attack distance of the grenade will not exceed 60 meters.

That was because Shi Dakuan's tactical plan did not involve long-range sniping. He wanted to sneak into the enemy's first-line trenches in the dark and attack.

As long as the Japs fell asleep and allowed the three of them to sneak into the first trench, he would be confident that he could kill a few Japs in the first line of trenches and then sneak away in the chaos.

Shi Dakuan had already observed carefully in the afternoon. There were at least 10 Japanese soldiers on the hilltop in the second-line trench at a higher place. That meant there were at most 5 people in the second-line trench. The continuous firepower of two submachine guns and a box gun was enough to kill these 5 Japanese soldiers. By the time the 10 Japanese soldiers above reacted, the three of them had already hidden in the bushes and ran away.

Five little devils! That's five boxes of cigarettes, 5 kilograms of refined rice, and 5 cans of beef. Anyone would be drooling over it. Shi Dakuan also used this to make the two guards give up their hesitation.

The three soldiers were all very daring. At around 10:3 in the evening, they quietly moved to a position less than 30 meters away from their target position.

Shi Dakuan could even hear the conversations of the Japanese soldiers in the first-line trenches. Although they were all speaking in low voices and he could not understand what they were saying, he could tell that the Japanese soldiers did not dare to sleep and were still wide awake.

The three men simply lay down in front of the position and took a nap, getting enough rest to prepare to wait until midnight to go up and kill the Japanese.

The moonlight and starlight on that day were actually quite bright. It wasn't pitch dark, but visibility was no more than 3 meters.

But the three Chinese soldiers, including Shi Dakuan, did not notice that more than 3 meters away, there was a pair of eyes watching their direction.

"I don't know whether these three guys are brave or stupid. They are actually ready to rush directly into the trenches and fight the Japanese." Cao Yingchong widened his eyes, looking at the figures that could not be seen clearly in the darkness, and lowered his voice to express his amazement.

Although he had the experience of fighting against more than a dozen Japanese soldiers alone, he was forced into a desperate situation. If he wanted to take the initiative to challenge a Japanese squad in a duel, he really didn't have the courage to do so. However, the three Chinese soldiers who had just crawled past him less than 3 meters away from his hiding place did something that even a second lieutenant in the reconnaissance company did not have the courage to do.

That's right, when Shi Dakuan and the other two crawled through the grass, their attention was focused on the front, but they didn't notice that under the weeds a few meters away, there was a man lying quietly holding a Czech semi-automatic rifle.

In fact, if Shi Dakuan and the other two knew that there was more than one Chinese Army second lieutenant in the area, and even a Chinese Army colonel, they would be no less frightened than if they had run head-on into the dozen or so Japanese soldiers they wanted to kill.

"Haha! Isn't that what you, Deputy Platoon Leader Cao, are going to do? Calling others stupid, aren't you also scolding yourself!" A low metallic voice with a chuckle came from two meters away.

Pang Zilong on the other side couldn't help but grin. To be honest, this is not Lieutenant Cao's idea, but you, Commander Tang, are going to do this, okay? Originally, as promised to Director Ye, Commander Tang was only going to take them to meet and greet several commanders of the 18th Army and inspect the various defense lines.

As it turned out, after meeting with Captain Lu of the 31st Regiment, Captain Tang asked, "Would you two like to have some wine and meat and bring some cigarettes back for the brothers?"

What else can we say about this good thing? And since it was the commander who spoke, the two officers who were considered small leaders in the reconnaissance company naturally nodded without hesitation.

This is not a big deal. It turns out that the superiors are not giving benefits to everyone privately. Instead, we have to earn it on our own.

Tang Dao had a general understanding of the Japanese defensive terrain and troop strength through the simple sand table at the 31st Regiment headquarters and the introduction of the 31st Regiment's Commander Lu. Like Shi Dakuan, he took a fancy to the small hill where only a Japanese infantry squad was stationed.

It was New Year's Day, and Captain Lu of the 31st Regiment thought of offering dumplings, cigarettes and alcohol to commemorate his subordinates who died in battle. However, Captain Tang, who was framed by the two big guys and wanted to vent his negative emotions, was thinking of the heads of the Japanese devils.

Fresh heads!

Therefore, the guard squad was ordered to stay on standby, and two officers were "coerced" by Commander Tang to enter the battlefield. According to the tactical plan, Pang Zilong was responsible for long-range sniper cover, Cao Yingchong would use semi-automatic rifle fire cover, and Commander Tang would sneak into the trench to assassinate the Japanese.

If it were another regimental commander, the two reconnaissance company officers were not stupid. Letting their superior take the risk of being in danger would definitely cost them their heads. No matter how powerful Commander Tang was, they would not do such a stupid thing. But who was Commander Tang?

He is the best fighter in the group.

Moreover, this number one expert was not praised by everyone because he was the head of the regiment, but was earned through actual combat on the battlefield and training grounds. Even Ming Xin, a ruthless man who killed more than 30 Japanese soldiers with a single sword, admitted that if he met Tang on the battlefield, he would have almost no chance of survival.

Moreover, this was not the first time that Commander Tang had done such a thing as touching the Japanese trenches. He had done it in the Battle of Sihang Warehouse, the Battle of Jindong, and the Battle of Zishan. The blood of the Japanese that he had killed with that triangular bayonet was enough to make the seedlings of an acre of rice field thrive.

Besides, the brothers in the reconnaissance company must be very happy that 15 Japanese soldiers could be exchanged for so many canned beef and cigarettes. The two officers in the reconnaissance company also could not resist the temptation.

So, the three of them sneaked into the Japanese position more than 3 meters away, waiting to sneak into the Japanese position after midnight to reap heads. Unexpectedly, this "sweet cake" was also coveted by someone.

The three young men just crawled over from their hiding place and hid in an area less than 30 meters away from the Japanese position in one breath. Even a brave man like Cao Yingchong was worried about them.

"Commander, what should we do?" Cao Yingchong asked in a low voice, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Since the brothers of the 31st Regiment want to steal food, we as the host can't be too stingy, right?" Tang Dao looked at the dark opposite side, and a rare flash of admiration flashed in his eyes. "Let's plunder the three little brothers!"

The Sihang Regiment has many such battle examples, and that's because he, the future little butterfly, has guidance based on countless successful battles in the past hundred years, especially the extensive experience during the ten-year war in the southwest. And for the three soldiers of the 11th Division, this tactic is almost a brand new model.

But these three Chinese soldiers actually started this innovation out of courage without any guidance, which made Tang Dao extremely impressed.

Cao Yingchong was extremely envious of the three Chinese soldiers whose names he did not know. They were able to take over Tang Tuanzuo's job and have him personally lead the troops to ensure their safety, which was probably rare in the Four-Line Regiment.

Few officers and soldiers of the Sixing Regiment could enjoy this treatment, but it was witnessed by these three soldiers from the 11th Division. The green smoke coming out of the ancestral grave could probably be seen from more than ten miles away!

Shi Dakuan had no idea that there was an army colonel behind him silently watching him. He was now waiting in the bushes for the Japanese soldiers to fall asleep.

Although the young soldier is very young, his gradually bulging biceps and the green hair on his lips all show that he is approaching the peak of his physical fitness. The battle at Gaojialing on the 23rd has brought his fighting will and spirit to a new level.

Blood and death were no longer the fear that made the young soldier's hair stand on end. Instead, it even put him into an extremely excited state. Just like now, although he was lying in the grass like a hunting wolf, every cell in his body seemed to be cheering and singing for the bloody battlefield that was to come, and his eyes were full of the desire to kill that could not be concealed.

The dumplings given to his fallen brothers by the regiment commander were fake; the real intention was to use more Japanese lives to commemorate his fallen brothers.

At that moment, Shi Dakuan even forgot about his mother and sister who were still waiting for his return home in the mountain city, and forgot that if he died, his family would lose their only livelihood.

  He just wants to pay blood debt with blood!

For the rest of his life, he would never forget the scene in which his squad leader knelt on the ground, holding the Japanese soldier's blade that pierced his chest and yelled at him.

"kill!"

Shi Dakuan buried his head in the grass. Even a pin drop could be heard in the silence on the entire hillside, but the roar in his heart, which only he could hear, was deafening.

It was late at night and the Japanese soldiers who were still whispering finally fell into a deep sleep. Shi Dakuan and the two soldiers were like turtles waking up from hibernation and began to slowly crawl upwards in the grass.

The three men moved very slowly. It took them half an hour to crawl only 30 meters, and they were only one step away from the Japanese trench.

"Check the guns, get ready!" Shi Dakuan gestured to his two companions, but he himself pulled the safety of his Mauser pistol.

The Mauser pistol was a relic left by the company commander, and was handed to him by the regiment commander personally for safekeeping. In the past few days, Shi Dakuan used two magazines for live-fire training. The regiment commander also specially sent the guard squad leader to be his instructor. Although he could not guarantee that he could hit the target every time from 20 meters away, in this trench environment, he was confident enough to hit the enemy more than ten meters away with a volley of bullets.

Taking a deep breath, Shi Dakuan was ready to issue the order to enter the trench.

  At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Loud bangs echoed throughout the sky.

The fiery red light illuminated half of the sky. The dumbfounded faces of the three soldiers, who had been preparing for murder for a long time, stood out in the firelight.

"These three unlucky guys!" Cao Yingchong, who was 200 meters away, looked at Shi Dakuan's open mouth through a telescope and could only give such an evaluation.

However, Cao Yingchong wanted to know how these three would react now that the sneak attack had failed.

(End of this chapter)