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Chapter 653 Japanese Army Position
"Captain Long, the brothers are all counting on you!" Meng Fan said sarcastically.

Long Wenjian shouted, "Captain Meng, your position as company commander has been removed and demoted to private first class!"

Wang Zhong said: "I see they are also heading towards the airport. Let's walk faster. We can catch up with them in less than ten minutes."

Long Wenjian nodded slightly and looked at Meng Fanle again: "Private First Class Meng, you have been promoted again. Now you are my messenger. You are not allowed to leave the place where I can slap you."

"Tell the brothers that there is a small group of Japanese soldiers waiting for us to eat them. Tell the brothers to hurry up and make sure to ambush the Japanese soldiers on their way within ten minutes."

"I'll go explore the way first." Wang Zhong said this and retreated into the forest again. Long Wenjian immediately organized people and began to speed up their journey.

The ten-minute journey was completed in just eight minutes thanks to Long Wenjian's encouragement.

The ambush location was one that Wang Zhong had already observed. Long Wenjian divided the cannon fodder into two teams and arranged them on both sides of the road. Mi Long and Cui Yong, who used the pheasant neck, took one side each, tied up their pockets, and waited for the Japanese to arrive.

After waiting for less than five minutes, there was movement ahead. Without Long Wenjian's reminder, everyone held their breath and aimed their loaded guns forward.

After a while, gunshots were heard. Wang Zhongmao was standing nearby, with no intention of taking action. He even took out his gun the whole time, and just quietly observed everyone's encirclement and suppression of the Japanese army.

Wang Zhong knew very well that no matter how powerful he was, he could not lead everyone through the Japanese army's obstruction and bring them all home. If they wanted to go home, they had to stand up on their own. The Japanese would not stand there and let them kill them.

With the preparations Wang Zhong had laid yesterday, the Japs were no longer so invincible in the minds of these cannon fodders, especially since Wang Zhong had killed several Japs with just a knife several times without even firing his gun.

Light and heavy machine guns fired, and the rest of the people opened fire. Bullets poured down on the Japanese troops on the road, forming a giant net that enveloped all the Japanese troops.

The ambush site was specially chosen by Wang Zhong. The earth slopes on both sides were slightly higher, and the road was on the col in the middle, almost another pocket-shaped valley. As long as guns were set up on both sides, the Japanese in the middle would have no room to fight back except to be beaten, and there was not even a place to hide.

In less than two minutes, the battle was over. Looking at the corpses of the Japanese soldiers lying all over the road in the valley, the cannon fodders all smiled. It was a smile of pride, and their bodies relaxed. The Japanese soldiers, who had been weighing on their hearts like a nightmare, were now torn to pieces by them.

"The Japanese are made of flesh and blood. If they are shot, they will bleed and die! There is nothing to be afraid of."

"As long as we work together and unite as one, we can defeat the Japanese!"

Long Wenjian stood on the slope with a gun in his hand. He did not go down to clean up the battlefield like the others. Instead, he began to win people's hearts. With the victory just now, his words now carried more weight than before, and the way people looked at him slowly changed.

Wang Zhong was just a scout exploring the way. In the eyes of everyone, the protagonist of this ambush was the high-spirited commander who was standing on the slope and giving orders.

After cleaning up the battlefield, everyone continued to head towards the airport. The closer they got to the airport, the more defeated soldiers there were, and relatively speaking, the more Japanese troops there were. The defeated soldiers they encountered were all those who were fleeing from being chased by the Japanese army.

Long Wenjian and his men quickly dealt with the small groups of Japanese troops chasing them, and then with a few words, they coaxed these defeated soldiers into joining their team.

At the end of the day, the group fought three ambushes and two siege battles. Fortunately, there was the scout Wang Zhong. Even though it was a siege battle, Long Wenjian had made arrangements early. In addition, Wang Zhong, the sharpshooter, suppressed the opponent's machine gunner, which greatly reduced the pressure on Long Wenjian and his men. They took the Japanese position at almost no cost.

Long Wenjian also took advantage of several consecutive victories to gather the defeated soldiers bit by bit. By the evening, when everyone arrived near the airport, the total number of cannon fodder had exceeded 400, which was more than half a battalion of troops.

The only problem is that there are fewer weapons and equipment. Although a lot of them were seized from the Japanese army, the ammunition is still limited.

"The Japanese position is ahead!" Long Wenjian's face became unusually solemn. It was still evening, and he could see the situation ahead through the telescope.

It is not known whether the surrounding trees were cut down by the Japanese or the British. It is also not known whether the sandbags were built into an endless fortification by the British or the Japanese. If it was built by the British, then they have dug their own grave, because now the Japanese are occupying these fortifications.

Those defensive fortifications also helped the Japanese army attack the airport.

There is also a circle of barbed wire around it, separating the inside and the outside.

"What should we do now?" Ayi frowned, feeling a little overwhelmed. Although he had seen the dangers of the battlefield, the time was still too short. It was not enough for this military academy graduate who had just been exposed to war to grow up.

Wang Zhong said: "There is at least one squadron ahead. Their numbers may not be as large as ours, but their equipment is definitely better than ours."

A Japanese squadron had much more people than a Nationalist company, but less than a battalion. It consisted of a 19-man squadron headquarters: the squadron leader, executive officer, 3 sergeants, 4 medics, an officer's orderly, a bugler, and 8 signalmen; 3 squads of 54 people, a total of 181 people.

装备也远比国军要精良，步枪139支，轻机枪9挺，掷弹筒9具。有时会加强2-4挺重机枪甚至1-2门九七式90mm轻迫击炮或92式步兵炮（由营拆解支援到连）
Since the Japanese army wanted to attack the British airport, they would definitely have a lot of artillery fire, so in addition to grenade launchers, there would probably be large-caliber artillery. "There are a lot of devils, and this kind of offensive battle is not easy to fight, unless..."

Before Wang Zhong finished speaking, Long Wenjian took over: "Unless we wait until dark, we can sneak up behind them and catch them off guard."

Wang nodded and said, "Not bad!"

"I can take Bu La and the others with me as an assault team to sneak up and eliminate the Japanese sentries!"

Long Wenjian said: "Bring Milong with you, and bring some more grenades."

"We will fire when we have no other choice, and then let Milong use the machine gun while we use grenades to tear open a gap and enter the trench."

Their eyes met, and their thoughts were surprisingly consistent.

"Let's do it! Meng, the messenger!" As soon as Long Wenjian finished speaking, Fanla limped to his side.

"Pass the message down, let everyone rest here, eat and drink water, and conserve their energy. After dark, we will attack and rip the Japs' asses off!"

After countless battles today, Long Wenjian has established a very high prestige in the hearts of this group of cannon fodders. None of the cannon fodders have any doubts about his decisions and they all obey unconditionally, except for the overly smart Meng Fan.

Wang Zhong said nothing. He walked over to the group of Bula and others, dismantling the Type 38 rifle in his hand and said, "After dark, you guys follow me. Let's go up first and eliminate the Japanese sentry."

No one spoke, but they all nodded subconsciously.

After cleaning his gun and reassembling it, Wang Zhong called out to Milong: "Milong, give me your machine gun!"

"Here it comes!" Milong quickly stood up, holding the machine gun and walked to Wang Zhong, handing the machine gun to Wang Zhong.

"Watch carefully." Wang Zhong took the machine gun, reminded Milong, and immediately began to disassemble the machine gun.

The machine gun in Milong's hand is not the Czech type he holds in the original book, but a crooked-handled machine gun captured from the Japanese army. It is an advanced version of the Type 1936 rifle and uses a Czech-style magazine-type loading method. It can be said to be a hybrid product of the two. Its power and stability are far superior to its predecessor, the Type rifle. It was developed by the Japanese army after and promoted to the entire army.

He watched Wang Zhong skillfully disassemble the parts of the crooked-handled machine gun one by one, wipe the stains on them with a cloth, explain them to Milong while disassembling them, and then assemble them.

For Milong, disassembling the machine gun was not difficult. He followed Wang Zhong to learn for two days. Although the total study time each day was only a few hours, it was almost enough. However, reassembling it was still a bit difficult for Milong.

In fact, it is not Milong's fault. During the past two days, he had to fight with the Japanese army for seven or eight times every day. He also had to be on guard all the time to avoid being ambushed by the Japanese army. Under high mental stress, his learning progress was naturally affected.

Time passed by minute by minute, and night gradually fell.

The cannon fodders in the woods were also conducting the final check before action to see if the bullets were loaded and if the magazines were full.

Wang Zhong and Long Wenjian looked at each other, then waved their hands and were the first to rush out of the woods with their bodies bent. Bula, Shepig, Yaoma, Milong and Doubing followed closely behind. The group of six quickly reached the foot of the mountain. Wang Zhong walked in the front, followed by Bula and Yaoma, then Milong and Doubing, and finally Shepig.

Long before it got dark, Wang Zhong had already observed the path up the mountain. With his keen perception, any movement within ten meters, let alone twenty or thirty meters, would never escape his ears.

The six people groped their way forward and soon arrived in front of the barbed wire. The target also appeared in front of them.

Wang Zhong pulled out the two bayonets from his waist, concentrated his mind and calmed down, and everyone only felt a flash of the knife. Wang Zhong raised his hand and pushed again, and a large square hole was opened in the barbed wire.

"Is this okay?"

Snake's buttocks also used a very powerful kitchen knife, and could directly use the bayonet to cut through the barbed wire. Not to mention Snake's buttocks, Milong and Bula had also seen it for the first time and were all shocked.

When a few people passed by, they did not forget to look sideways at the place where the wire mesh was cut. They saw that the cut was so smooth as if it had been measured.

When Long Wenjian, who was behind, saw Wang Zhong and his companions crawling through the barbed wire, he waved his hand, held his gun, bent over, and took the lead to move forward.

The cannon fodders are like a group of silent ghosts, walking in the darkness.