Chu Yunfei, head of the 358th Regiment of the Kuomintang Army, has just received information: a small Japanese army with a mysterious whereabouts drove into the Japanese army's West Collection stronghold in four trucks. Insiders discovered that this small Japanese army was out of control that night. Unknowingly disappeared, and the truck remained at the Xiji stronghold. It is particularly noteworthy that this small Japanese army is equipped with automatic weapons, and the costumes are peculiar. They are not uniforms of the Japanese army, and there are no military ranks on the costumes.

Colonel Chu Yunfei opened the military map in silence, thinking, it's really strange, what is the purpose of this well-equipped small Japanese army? They must not be visiting the Xiji stronghold. Since their whereabouts are secretive, there must be major actions, but judging from the number of people, it seems that they can't do anything big.

He stared at the blank area between the Japanese strongholds on the map, where the red and blue arrows that indicated the situation of the enemy and the enemy intersected.

The strongholds of the Japanese and puppet troops were distributed in a dotted line along the railway roads, and the bases of the Eighth Route Army were in mountainous areas. The plains and hilly areas are dotted with guerrilla areas, including the Kuomintang army and the Eighth Route Army. His eyes fell on the area around the Xiji stronghold, and he ruled out one thing first. This Japanese army team would not move along the railway to other strongholds, otherwise it would just take off their pants and fart-it took an extra effort. Just drive the truck, why bother to store the car in Xiji?

If this small group of Japanese troops enters plains or hilly areas, they will never lose their tracks. His intelligence network is not for nothing, and there may be only one left. After entering the mountainous area, he was shocked and measured it with a slide rule. After looking at the straight-line distance, I fully understood in my heart that this was for Li Yunlong. It's over, it's too late to inform him, he knows that Li Yunlong's regiment doesn't even have a radio station, this kid's life or death this time depends on his fate. However, he believed that Li Yunlong was not easy to provoke, and it would not be easy for the Japanese army, a small force of less than a hundred people, to eat up such a tough bone of Li Yunlong. Chu Yunfei, who had attended a military academy, had never heard of the theory of special operations. It was not his fault, but he could only blame China's backwardness in military science at that time. He didn't pay much attention to this small Japanese army, but he still decided to help Li Yunlong.

He called the chief of staff. The order said: "Notify the mortar company that tonight we will move secretly to the outskirts of the Xiji stronghold, and shoot and bombard the elements according to the previously measured. The target is the playground in the stronghold. First, blow up those trucks. Second, order a The battalion is ready for battle, and set up an ambush at the entrance to the mountain. Hehe, if Li Yunlong has the appetite to swallow all these devils, I will make my trip for nothing. If he can’t swallow them, I will make up for the rest.” He Tie up the armed belt, put on the gun and the Zhongzheng sword given by the chairman of the committee, one on the left and one on the right. He thought: Li Yunlong will never be reconciled to bowing his head to the chairman in the national army's battle sequence for a long time. After the war against Japan is over, this kid will definitely make trouble. Alas, maybe in the not-too-distant future, our brothers will meet each other on the battlefield .

Yamamoto Dazuo is leading his special agent team on the rugged mountain road. With a livid face, he observed the surrounding mountains as he walked. At this time, no one in the team dared to talk to him, and the team members knew him well. When this officer was in a bad mood, he liked to take out his anger on others. The mountains in northwest Shanxi are very barren, with almost no vegetation, only dots of drought-resistant bushes, iron-blue mountain rocks are exposed, and the weathered gravel on the mountain road rattles under your feet, and you may roll if you are not careful. Entering the mountain stream, this kind of mountain is very boring. There is no grass and wild flowers, no waterfalls and springs, no birds and beasts, and no poetry at all. The mountain is surprisingly quiet and lifeless. Looking up, the dangerous rocks and cliffs on both sides seem to be squeezed down at any time.

Yamamoto's mood became more and more bad, and the long-distance raid seemed to be not smooth everywhere. An originally well-planned battle plan was frustrated everywhere in actual combat. The Battle of Zhaojiayu challenged his authority in the secret service team. Although the team members did not say anything, their expressions showed dissatisfaction. This is how wars are. No matter whether your tactical command is appropriate or not, as long as you win, you will be hero. On the contrary, you are fucking shit and become the target of public criticism.

Thinking about it is useless enough, the Eighth Route Army only has a regiment headquarters and a guard platoon with a total of more than 70 people, and the equipment is not as good as that of the Japanese army during the Russo-Japanese War at the beginning of this century. During the exchange of fire, Yamamoto obviously felt that the Eighth Route Army's firepower was sparse, it was still lacking in training, and its tactical command was also very primitive. It stands to reason that such an army is vulnerable. The Imperial Army Special Service Team has more than 80 well-trained special forces, well-equipped, fierce firepower, and the Eighth Route Army is not an order of magnitude at all, coupled with reliable inside information and tactical surprise, it can be sure of victory. But after one battle, Jing lost more than 20 team members, two of whom fell off the cliff by mistake while climbing rocks. In particular, none of the more than a dozen team members at the entrance of the former village survived, and all died in battle.

Thinking of this, Kazuki Yamamoto trembled with distress. These one-in-a-million special forces were his only capital for Yamamoto to gain a foothold in the army. Although the Eighth Route Army also killed more than 50 people, this operation was meaningless if Li Yunlong was not captured.

As for Li Yunlong's new wife, that country woman, Yamamoto didn't think it was worth much at all. Considering man as famous as Li Yunlong would never lack a woman. You caught his woman It is too unrealistic to use this as a weight to make him submit. He may laugh it off and change another woman the next day.

It is unwise to use women as weights in wars in the East. It took Yamamoto a lot of effort to restrain himself from killing the country woman. Since the secret service team dispatched once, they must give Youzuka-kun an explanation. This woman should be handed over to Lieutenant General Youzuka to deal with. As for the small village called Zhaojiayu, Yamamoto didn't even think about it. All the people in the village were wiped out, and the village was burned down with a fire. They should pay the price for their actions.

Suddenly there was a fierce gunshot in front of him, and Yamamoto was taken aback. The vanguard team he sent always kept a distance of two kilometers from his team. The vanguard must be in trouble.

A call from Li Yuan, the leader of the vanguard team, came from the radio intercom: "Mr. Yamamoto, we are in an ambush. It seems to be the Chinese government army. We can still persist. Please reinforce, please reinforce." The former Eighth Route Army security officer Zhu Ziming who accompanied the team joined Come over and say: "Mr. Da Zuo, that is Chu Yunfei's territory of the 358th Regiment of the Jinsui Army. He has more than 5,000 reinforced regiments and an artillery battalion. Let's take a detour?" Yamamoto squinted at Zhu Ziming. , Ignore him, he looks down on this Chinese traitor, how can a person who dares to betray his own country expect him to be loyal to the imperial army.

"Report, call from the Xiji stronghold. They were shelled and all the cars were blown up. Major Tsuda suggested that we move closer to Ping'an County." An officer reported.

Yamamoto looked ahead with a binoculars and said to himself: "Mr. Chu, I have heard about you for a long time. Wouldn't it be rude if I didn't meet you for a while today?" Zhu Ziming said with a pale face: "Mr. No way, with our dozens of people, can we work together as a strengthened group?" Yamamoto chuckled lightly, looking a bit ferocious: "Mr. Zhu, I don't have such a big appetite to eat his group, but eating his I am still interested in the headquarters, by the way, Mr. Zhu, are you sincere in cooperating with the Imperial Army?" Zhu Ziming quickly calmed down: "Mr. Da Zuo, there is an old saying in China that goes, 'Flying birds are exhausted, and good bows are hidden. ;The cunning rabbit is dead, the lackey is cooking', Mr. Da Zuo must have crossed the river and demolished the bridge, right?" Yamamoto, who is proficient in Chinese culture, of course understood the meaning of Zhu Ziming's words, which was a threat. As an intelligence officer lurking next to Li Yunlong, his value has been affirmed by Commander Youzhong. You have no right to do anything to me, but you are wrong. Your value has disappeared after the first battle in Zhaojiayu. Youzhong How can Jun still remember you as a little person? Yamamoto's face became softer, and he said kindly: "What's the matter? Mr. Zhu , don't get me wrong, I am very willing to believe in your loyalty to the imperial army, but you should at least prove your loyalty, and now I will assign you to the battle You won’t object to the team, right?” Yamamoto’s expression changed, and he ordered coldly: “Mr. The right to fight." Zhu Ziming reluctantly took out the shelling gun and opened the trigger, and said barbarously: "Mr. Da Zuo is enough to give me face. I don't want to work hard anymore, but I don't know how to be flattering." Yamamoto ignored it. Zhu Ziming's sarcasm, the muscles of his whole body are tense at this time, like the last blow of a leopard when it pounces on its prey, the bloodthirsty desire and the passion of fighting make him almost happy, a set of surprise and winning battle plan is already in place quickly formed in the mind.

"I led the first combat team to attack this commanding height. The headquarters of the Chinese army must be located on it. The second combat team attacked the machine gun position, informed the vanguard team, stood by and waited for reinforcements, and attracted the firepower of the Chinese army. Everyone, please, attack !" The murderous secret agents launched a desperate attack on opponents dozens of times more than them... The battle just started, Chu Yunfei and Li Yunlong felt the same, and felt that something was wrong. The reaction of the Japanese army in this small group was too sensitive, and the Maxim heavy machine gun swept towards the unsuspecting devils. The group of devils reacted almost simultaneously, tumbling to the back of the rock in different postures, and fighting back again and again during the tumbling, killing two firepower points with a few short bursts, leaving only two corpses of devils on the mountain road, but a battalion But seven or eight brothers were lost. Chu Yunfei had been fighting against the Japanese army since 1937. He was so familiar with Japanese infantry tactics in the past six years that he had never seen such a formidable opponent. Chu Yunfei ordered the mortars to fire and kill these bastards. Is there nothing I can do about you if you hide behind a rock? boom! 'boom! ''The mortar shells blasted the two devils behind the rock into the sky, Chu Yunfei smiled with satisfaction, well done, a few more shots will be enough.

boom! boom! There were two more explosions. This time it was not a devil who flew into the sky, but a mortar that had just been fired. Chu Yunfei's coldSweat also came down, grandma's, the devil's grenadier looks like it has eyes. He became furious and yelled into the phone: "The first battalion, cover with light and heavy machine guns, the infantry with bayonets, damn it, there are seven or eight devils left, I will trample to death even if I trample on a battalion, remember, stay alive!" Yes, I want to ask where this group of devils come from." The machine guns roared wildly, and the brothers from the first battalion rushed forward bravely with bayonets in their hands. The gunshots behind the rocks were very sparse, and there were no bursts of fire, only scattered single-shot gunfire. The soldiers fell down one after another, and a battalion commander was also killed. A bullet passed through his heart accurately. His major collar badge and officer's uniform cost him his life. A terrifying agitation enveloped the attacking troops, and the soldiers retreated like a tide. The officer who supervised the battle waved his pistol and shouted to order the troops to continue attacking. His voice fell silent, and a high-speed spinning projectile hit his forehead, causing a huge impact. The force made him fly two meters away on his back.

In the command post, Lieutenant Colonel Lin Zhiqiang, the chief of staff of the regiment, wiped off a cold sweat and said to Chu Yunfei: "Sir, this battle is impossible to fight. This is by no means an ordinary Japanese army. You see, these devils have rich experience in actual combat. Battalion-level attacks dare to use single shots, all of them are at the level of super shooters, and their psychological quality is extremely stable. They can maximize the effectiveness of limited ammunition. It's terrible. We can't do this kind of loss-making business. " Chu Yunfei was using binoculars to observe the heavy machine gun positions on the opposite commanding heights. Several Maxine-type heavy machine guns and several Czech-type light machine guns were spraying out flames to form crossfire and shoot condescendingly at the back of the rock. Suddenly, the sound of machine guns on the opposite high ground stopped, replaced by bursts of submachine guns firing like popping beans, and Japanese soldiers wearing helmets and jacket-style combat uniforms appeared in the binoculars. Tactical action to shoot at the machine gunners. In the rain of bullets, the bodies of the brothers twitched as if they were electrocuted... After all, he was a professional soldier, and Chu Yunfei's reaction was by no means slower than those of the special forces. He threw away the binoculars, turned around and picked up an American-made M3 submachine gun and shouted : "The devils climbed up from the cliff behind, the guards line up, ready to fight." Chu Yunfei's vigilance saved his life. The mountain of the command post is more than ten meters higher than the mountain of the machine gun position on the opposite side, and the time is always required to be accurate. Yamamoto missed a trick this time, and the two combat teams climbed at the same time, only because the height difference between the two mountains is more than ten meters, this side is half a beat slower, if you encounter a commander with a slower mind, maybe you can make up for it. But by chance, he caught up with Chu Yunfei, who was quick to respond, and Yamamoto was on the verge of failure.

That's it, half of the combat team led by Kazuki Yamamoto came up, and the rest were climbing on the cliff.

The guard platoon of the 358th Regiment, equipped with all American-made submachine guns, rushed forward. The submachine guns of both sides fired sand and rocks. Half of the Japanese special agents fell down, and the Kuomintang army also lay down. The two sides immediately used the rocks as cover to start gun damage. The most unlucky thing is that the Japanese soldiers who are climbing rocks can't go up or down, and they will be beaten down as soon as they show their heads. Zhu Ziming, who has just been honored to be accepted into the secret service team, is also hanging in the air.

The shrewd Chu Yunfei thought about it, grabbed a grenade, pulled the matchlock, waited for three or four seconds, and threw it out suddenly. The grenade exploded in the air on the edge of the cliff, and the scorching and sharp shrapnel hit the two special agents. They screamed Fell into the mountain stream.

Chu Yunfei was overjoyed, and ordered: "Just do it like this, blow him up." Then more than a dozen grenades exploded on the edge of the cliff. After being beaten, another seven or eight people fell into the valley. Zhu Ziming was not hit by shrapnel. Behind the rock, the muscles all over his body were twitching in pain. He watched these experienced special forces scream and fall into the mountain stream. He had no choice but to catch Chu Yunfei and skin him alive. , but reason told him that he must not act emotionally now, and he shouted in pure Chinese: "Mr. Colonel, I am Mr. Yamamoto Kazuki Hisami, with all due respect, there are not many officers in your army who can be called heroes, but Mr. Chu is an exception. Even the Commander of Youzuka thinks that Mr. Chu's head is worth 100,000 oceans. It is not in vain for a professional soldier to receive this honor. , can seize the opportunity to turn defeat into victory, how many people are there among the commanders of your army?" Chu Yunfei said: "Oh, your name is Kazuki Yamamoto, it's a pleasure to meet you, it's a pleasure to meet you. Sir, I'm so ashamed to panic Well, I am ashamed to see my ancestors. Your small army of less than a hundred people almost took off my head and said it to make the heroes of the world laugh." "Where, where, Mr. Chu is too modest, I suggest a negotiation. You and I They are all professional soldiers, and they have no grievances or enmities. On the battlefield, when swordsmen meet each other, they are just doing their duty as soldiers. It is really helpless. If it is not for war, I would like to make friends with such a hero as Mr. Chu. "Chu Yunfei laughed and said: "Mr. Yamamoto, you need capital to negotiate. At this time, your situation is worrying. I admit that your people took advantage of the situation at the foot of the mountain and killed my machine gun position. I'm afraid I don't have such a big appetite to eat one of my battalions. You know the situation on the mountain better than me. Your Excellency is in a desperate situation unless you grow wings. Didn't Mr. Yamamoto want to make friends with me? Then put down your arms and surrender Come on, Chu guarantees your safety."

Chief of Staff Lin Zhiqiang was a rough man, and he got impatient early on, so he cursed rudely: "Yamamoto, my ancestor, give me a quick word, surrender or not?" Yamamoto was not angry at all, he was slightly reproachful Said: "Mr. Chu, your subordinates are too uneducated. This is not good. There is an old Chinese saying in your country, "A soldier can be killed but not humiliated." You and I are both officers, and officers have the same way of talking as officers. What about the soldiers? Mr. Chu, I admit that I am at a disadvantage at this time, but there is one that Mr. Chu may not be aware of. The soldiers under me have all received special training, and their combat qualities must have been learned by Mr. Chu. If you insist If the fight continues, it will be nothing more than death and unnecessary bloodshed, not to mention the narrow terrain at the top of the mountain, no matter how many Mr. Chu's men can't deploy, and all my special forces are top-notch shooters, does Mr. Chu think it's worth fighting like this? Sir is a smart person, why can't you consider the issue of negotiation?"

"Today's battle has its own winners and losers. At best, it's a draw. If each retreats and ends the battle decently, I believe it will be beneficial to both sides. Mr. Chu, please think twice." A communications officer hurried over. Passed a telegram to Chu Yunfei: "According to reliable information, this enemy is the special service team directly under the Japanese First Army Stationed in Shanxi, Captain Kazuki Yamamoto. Leading troops to break through, the Japanese army massacred villagers and set fire to the village out of retaliation, leaving hundreds of villagers in Zhaojiayu Village alive.”

The muscles on Chu Yunfei's face twitched violently for a few times, and then calmed down again. With a wave of his hand, two flamethrowers with flamethrowers in their hands and fuel bottles on their backs moved up. Chu Yunfei said loudly: "Master Yamamoto, you have no other way out but to surrender unconditionally, otherwise, please experience the taste of American-made flamethrowers." It was quiet behind the rock, and no one answered. Chu Yunfei gave the order: "Attack!" The light machine gun fired, which was a feint attack. In order to attract the firepower of the Japanese army, there was a return shot from behind the rock, and the machine gunner was shot immediately. The stone powder splashed, and the gravel stubble splashed on his face. The two fire-breathing fighters had already chosen the injection position. The gunfire from the Japanese army did not stop, and the two fire dragons rushed out. Two balls of sticky napalm hit the side the rock and splashed out. They were all on fire, and then Japanese soldiers screamed in pain.

The guard platoon leader of the 358 regiment, led by Lieutenant Colonel Lin Zhiqiang, the chief of staff, rushed forward bravely. Behind the rock, there were only two corpses of Japanese soldiers who had been burned to black charcoal, and the rest were gone.

A sharp-eyed soldier found a rope hanging down the cliff, and the rope was tense. He shouted: "The devils are all sliding down the rope..." He quickly cut the rope with a knife, and there was a desperate scream in the air. , a Japanese spy team member who finally slipped off the cliff fell headlong into the mountain stream. The three Japanese soldiers who were in charge of the cover exchanged their lives for General Yamamoto and other special agents to break through. In fact, when Yamamoto was negotiating just now , most of his soldiers had already used this time to slide down the cliff. Yunfei also missed a trick.

In the battle, more than 80 people were killed or injured in the 358th Regiment of the Kuomintang Army, and more than 30 people were killed in the Japanese special service team. The 358 regiment with 5,000 people suffered more than 80 casualties, only a few superficial injuries. However, under the two attacks of Li Yunlong's and Chu Yunfei's troops, the Japanese spy team killed more than 50 people, and the secret service team was seriously injured. Gritting his teeth, Yamamoto led the remnants and escorted Li Yunlong's new wife, Xiuqin, into Ping'an County. Chu Yunfei, who was also gnashing his teeth, was on the verge of defeat, and vowed to kill the Japanese spy team and use Yamamoto's head to commemorate the brothers who died in battle.