Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

So the hardest thing is to cross the river first.

Especially in this kind of rainy weather, everything around is noisy, and the bright sky does not give the soldiers much sense of security.

Fortunately, before crossing the river, the reconnaissance company's reconnaissance work was very sufficient. It was clear where the Japanese troops on the east bank were stationed, how many troops they had, and how far they were from the river basin where the soldiers crossed the river.

It's just a squadron that isn't full. Even if you add a squadron of puppet troops, there are at most three to 400 people.

With the torrential rain as cover, in Han Feng's view, taking the position on the east coast is not too difficult.

The bamboo rafts are like floating duckweed, falling down with the current.

At the head of the bamboo raft, Liu Zheng and Li Hai were in charge of paddling, and at the tail of the bamboo raft, there were Zhu Dazhi and Xu Jingyou paddling. There were also people on the two wings of the bamboo raft, and everyone worked together to keep the bamboo raft smooth.

Han Feng was squeezed in the center, but he was free. Naturally, he no longer needed to direct such trivial matters. After so many battles, the members of the commando team grew up rapidly, and almost everyone could take charge of it alone. If the bamboo raft can't be controlled, then this assault should be disbanded.

Han Feng paid more attention to the other three bamboo rafts.

For the sake of safety, old commando members were also arranged on the other bamboo rafts, so it was safe and sound.

The huge pressure of the crowd pressed the bamboo raft into the water, and it floated up and down with the waves. The muddy river water, reflected in the bright sky, mixed with the continuous tilting of the rainstorm, looked like a human-eating fish. Hongliu, looking at it for a long time, makes people dizzy and frightened.

Han Feng yelled, "Don't stare at the river, look into the distance, everyone work harder, we will almost reach the other side."

The turbulent water swirls and slaps on the bamboo raft continuously, and the surging waves bloom instantly, like a flash in the pan, fleeting in a blink of an eye.

The bamboo raft has already been rowed more than halfway. Under the impact of the current, the horizontal distance is tens of meters away. The pulled rope is soaked in the river water. Everyone mustered up their energy and rowed harder

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The torrential downpour seemed to have stopped a bit. It was originally crackling and hitting the river, but now it turned into drips.

The bamboo raft that Han Feng was on had already approached the shore first, and the journey was safe and sound.

After all, this is the Qinhe River, and Han Feng and others chose a place with a wide basin and a slow flow, which is far less choppy than the Jinsha River and Dadu River that the Red Army crossed during the Long March.

The only thing that needs to be overcome is the non-stop rainstorm, which hits the body with crackling, which is actually a bit painful.

The soldiers couldn't keep up with their nutrition, and their immunity might not be strong enough. After several hours of heavy rain, they forcibly crossed the Qin River.

If there is no accident, after this battle is over, even if they are not defeated by the enemy, many soldiers will probably catch the wind and cold.

So Han Feng made up his mind early in the morning. After he snatched the Japanese army's position on the east bank of the Qin River, he would boil a large pot of ginger syrup to keep the soldiers away from the cold.

As for now, the first commandos have arrived on the east bank.

The sky has become brighter and brighter, but the weather is heavy rain, the whole morning, it will be gray near the Qinhe River.

After the bamboo raft continued to drift downstream for two meters, it slammed into the bank hard. The soft soil on the bank was scattered and fell into the river, making the river more turbid and passing away quickly.

Liu Zheng, who was standing at the head of the bamboo raft, jumped onto the shore first, and the others came ashore one after another. After they all got ashore, they dragged the bamboo raft ashore together. Several people carried the bamboo raft and quickly returned to the shore position parallel to the starting point on the opposite bank.

This end is also nailed to a wooden stake, and the hemp rope is fastened to it.

When returning, Li Hai only needed to stand on the bamboo raft by himself, and quickly pull the rope on the opposite bank to make the bamboo raft float towards the opposite bank, while pulling the hemp rope tied on his side to move forward.

This is a helpless move. The water flow is too fast. If you don’t use the rope for traction, every time you reach your own bank from the opposite bank, you will inevitably slide a lot from the upstream. If you keep sliding like this, you will be the enemy one kilometer downstream.

Therefore, every time the bamboo raft reaches the other side from one side of the bank, the soldiers will immediately drag the bamboo raft to the bank and carry it back to its original position.

On the shore, looking back at the surface of the river, the misty rain was hazy, the sight was surprisingly poor, and it was foggy again.

"Have they all landed? Nothing unexpected happened, right?" Han Feng asked as the four bamboo rafts were sent back to the other side, looking at the team assembled in front of his eyes.

Duan Peng said: "Report to the head of the group, 55 people are not a lot."

"Okay, immediately put all the surrounding sights on alert, and after the other teams have crossed the river, we are ready to start action.

In addition, Duan Peng, take a few people, let's go investigate the little devil's camp first. "

"Yes."

The operation of crossing the river continued, and the rain began to fall heavily again.

The clothes are tightly attached to the flesh, perhaps it has been attached for a long time.It has already been soaked and turned white. If you take off your clothes at this time, you will be able to wring out a lot of water.

The banks of the Qinhe River are open and the field of vision is relatively wide. Except for the small bumps raised up from time to time that can be used as concealments, there are basically no other bunkers.

Thinking about it this way, if it weren't for the heavy rain and the blocked vision, it would not be an easy task to touch the devil's camp without anyone noticing.

Han Feng took the lead, and everyone took advantage of the heavy rain to touch the Japanese camp.

There are 11 people in the group, all of whom are old members of the commando.

On the way forward, everyone looked at the familiar figure in the front that seemed like yesterday, and they all felt a little dazed.

The brothers couldn't remember how long it had been since they fought side by side with the third brother like this.

I still remember when I was in the Xinyi Regiment, the names and stories of the third class, the cooking class, and the independent company have been remembered for some years, and none of the brothers in the commando team has forgotten them.

Duan Peng only realized the gap at this time.

Usually, when he led the commando team to carry out missions, he needed to continuously give gestures and give various combat orders, so that the team could act like his own arm, order and prohibit, and exert the strongest combat effectiveness.

But at this moment, the entire team is led by the head of the team, Han Feng. The head of the team didn't issue a single order along the way. He just took the lead and walked in front of everyone. Everyone seemed to have a tacit understanding, and all actions followed closely behind, perfectly connected. One more order seems redundant.

When to hide and when to move forward, the eyes of the team members never seem to leave the leader.

There was still some distance from the enemy's camp, and Duan Peng couldn't help asking, "Commander, I don't understand, but I can feel that when the commando is in your hands, it seems that one is the real one." Commando, did I make a mistake, or did I do something wrong?"

Han Feng stopped, and everyone hid behind a dirt bag. Time was not urgent, and more needed to be fought to wait for the follow-up troops to cross the Qinhe River.

Han Feng said, "Didn't you understand?"

"not understand."

"Why don't you ask them how many?"

Duan Peng was stunned, and looked at Zhou Daniu behind him, including Taiping and the others.

Bao Taiping grinned lightly, "It's been a long time since I fought with my third brother, this feeling is really good."

"Duan Peng, you, the captain, are actually doing very well. Except for the third brother, no one should be able to do better than you. But how can I put it? When fighting with the third brother, we seem to have souls. With our own ideas, we seem to have a tacit understanding with each other. The brothers all know what the third brother will do next and exactly what he wants to do.

But it is different when you lead the team, we are just waiting for your next instruction. "Zhou Daniu analyzed seriously.

Han Feng smiled and said, "Duan Peng, do you understand now?"

Duan Peng scratched his head, "Leader, I still don't understand."