Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

At twenty paces, Han Feng stepped slightly sideways, using his strength to charge quickly, his toes quickly touched the ground, but when he really got close to the ground, there would be a short moment of sluggishness, so that the toes touched and quickly landed on the ground. Moving forward, there was still no movement.

Ten steps away, Han Feng had already rushed up the slope with a slope of nearly 45 degrees with the strength of his upward charge. His figure flickered, and he was only three or four steps away from the Japanese sentinel.

The Japanese sentry seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly turned his head. The rain dripped down the forehead of the sentry's raincoat, revealing a somewhat dark yellow face.

Before he had time to react, the cold light cut through the rain curtain, and the bayonet thrown by Han Feng at high speed pierced his chest fiercely.

The black shadow followed closely and knocked down the Japanese sentinel, the sound was still not loud, especially under the noisy rain curtain, it was soon drowned out by the mechanical sound of raindrops, as if nothing had happened, except for that The Japanese sentry quietly disappeared on the top of the slope.

After a while, Han Feng changed into the Japanese sentry's raincoat, held his rifle in a somewhat dull manner, and stood where the Japanese sentry used to stand.

Duan Peng was finally relieved. He vaguely saw Han Feng's hand gestures from the rain curtain, and translated: "On the east side, there is one sentry. On the south side of the river, there are three sentries. On the north side, one sentry. Here, a sentinel."

The Qinhe River runs east-west in this basin, and Han Feng and the others came around from the northwest corner.

According to the news passed by Han Feng, there were not many sentinels stationed by the Japanese army in all directions of the camp.

That's right, firstly, the Japanese army's big mopping up has not yet officially started, and the little devil never imagined that the New Third Regiment would abandon the Yuenan base and suddenly cross the Qinhe River eastward; The devil probably never expected that there would be such a commando in the ranks of the Eighth Route Army. The strength of a squad would dare to touch this barracks.

After Han Feng waved his hand, Duan Peng and others quickly approached, and then started from the northwest point and scattered to the left and right.

This was the task that Han Feng had given everyone a long time ago when the group set off. First kill all the sentries in the Japanese camp and make the devils blind.

While Han Feng and his party were acting independently, the follow-up team of more than 300 people also successfully crossed the river using bamboo rafts.

Xu Zilin and Wei Dayong led the rest of the team to lurk on the North and South Kongtan Beach, quietly waiting for the sky to completely clear.

After a team of more than 300 people assembled on the slope in the northwest corner, Han Feng threw away his raincoat and issued a combat deployment to the soldiers in the rain.

The deployment is very simple, Han Feng said with a smile: "This is called feng shui turn. When I came to my house this year, the little devil always rushed after the artillery bombarded the infantry, and the infantry rushed after the artillery bombardment. The entire battlefield of invasion of China, countless battles, almost all It's such a rigid module, but it's just that we can't beat it to death.

But today is different. Look at the terrain here. There are dirt slopes all around. The little devils have a good idea. Using this dirt slope as a cover, they won't be hit in a straight line immediately, but what they didn't expect is that, This kind of defensive deployment is very flawed. Once the sentries are killed, as it is now, the Japanese army in the entire camp will be caught by us.

Divide me into three teams in a while, listen to the sound of my gunshots, and launch a charge from the north, east, and west at the same time. The devil's camp is not big, that is, within the range of tens of meters. Within minutes, throw all the grenades we brought down to me, and this time we will also come to an artillery to blast the infantry.

Otherwise, the rain would be too heavy. Once our grenade is taken out of the cow felt, the gunpowder will be soaked in a while, and it will be useless even if we want to use it.

OK, let's go! "

"Yes."

The three commanding company commanders selected by Han Feng divided the team into three groups and quickly disappeared into the rain

546 Charge

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It is not the first time for some veterans to fight in the rain, but none of us have experienced fighting in the pouring rain before us.

It's not just that they haven't experienced it, even the enemies, those little devils may not have experienced it.

When the battle broke out, the Japanese soldiers of the Yutian Squadron were still huddled in the camp, holding canned beef of miscellaneous brands in their hands. Speaking from a foreign country, invading other people's land and admiring the torrential rain in a foreign country seems to have a special flavor.

However, when the first offensive shot was fired by Han Feng, it spread far away in the silent night except for the sound of rain.

The Japanese soldiers hadn't recovered from the torrential rain, and the overwhelming grenades landed on their camp accurately like sparrows.

In such a heavy rain, according to common sense, if the grenade had no rain protection measures, it would have been soaked in the gunpowder and misfired.

At this moment, the soldiers took it out of the waterproof cow felt, pigskin and other rainproof materials, just like Han Feng's order, and within 1 minute, the soldiers threw all the grenades on hand.

With the help of the raised soil slopes around, the grenades were thrown from a high place to the Japanese camp in Tuao. The soldiers themselves were like grenades. They couldn't count how many grenades there were. The Japanese camp was blown into ruins.

Fortunately, the devils who were not killed by the bombing came out of the barracks crying for their fathers and mothers, and it was too late to make any effective defense. After the soldiers of the new three bombs were bombarded by the artillery, the infantry in all directions collectively charged towards the Japanese camp. .

The soldiers have long been drowned, and they simply let go of their hands and feet.

On the other hand, some of the Japanese soldiers who got out of the barracks were so stupid that they didn't raise their guns to fight back, but went to find raincoats first.

It wasn't until the angry Japanese squadron leader Qiu Teng Yutian yelled repeatedly that he stabilized the camp.

But in this raid in the rainstorm, Han Feng never thought of giving the little devil any chance to breathe.

"kill--"

The airflow was brewing in the chest, and then released from the soundtrack. Through the mouth, the sudden killing sound spread all over the soil, and Han Feng gave the order to continue charging.

He was extremely fast, took the lead, and charged from the west.

After Duan Peng gave all the orders, because he was worried about Han Feng's safety, he immediately followed behind the regiment leader Han Feng.

He knew that the head of the regiment had transferred the guard Zhang Bolder out this time. The bullets on the battlefield were not eye-catching, and Duan Peng could only feel relieved if he followed Han Feng himself.

I remember that before the guard Zhang Bolder, Duan Peng was the guard of the head of the regiment.

It's just that the team leader is optimistic about him, Duan Peng. The guard Duan Peng didn't serve for too long. He was transferred to the commando team in a blink of an eye, and he became the captain directly.

Every time I think of these things, it’s all about the kindness and virtue of the leader of the regiment. Duan Peng has figured it out a long time ago. He doesn’t understand the truth, but as long as he has the opportunity, he is willing to give his life back to the leader .

"Hurry up, speed up, and keep up with the commander!" Duan Peng let go of his thoughts and shouted angrily. After he was already close to the Japanese camp, he saw Han Feng's saber light flashing continuously, and three or four devils became ghosts under the sword.

Before he could marvel, his heart tightened again. Duan Peng raised his eyes and saw that the fastest leader had already entered the devil's encirclement.

The five devils besieged the group leader Han Feng, all of them staring at each other.

But Duan Peng was full of depression in his heart. He knew that if the head of the group didn't take the initiative to jump into the encirclement circle, it would not be formed at all. This is because the head of the group is so bold that he didn't pay attention to the devils around him at all. .

Fortunately, after the handover of the two soldiers, it was a hand-to-hand combat. At this moment, the five devils surrounded Han Feng, thinking that they had the chance to win, so they had no intention of firing black guns.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Duan Peng quickly moved towards Han Feng's direction.

As soon as his body moved, the two devils rushed over.

Duan Peng was entangled for a while, so he could only deal with the two devils in front of him first.

He smiled wryly in his heart, and he missed Zhang Dadarer more and more.

What the brothers in the regiment said was right. There are three difficulties in the new third regiment. The first difficulty is to fight the devils with bayonets, the second difficulty is to fill the stomach, and the most difficult thing is to be a guard for the regiment leader.

Because as soon as you go to the battlefield, you will find that the regiment leader runs faster than anyone else, beats harder than anyone else, and rushes harder than anyone else. With such a desperate personality, let alone a guard, he just pulls out a guard platoon Come, it may not be able to protect well.

The protagonist, Comrade Han Feng, naturally can't control these things. He knows that as a military commander, if he can take the lead in killing the enemy and lead the way, it will be a great inspiration to the entire army.

What's more, when a good man goes to the battlefield, he should fight the enemy to the death and kill to the fullest!

The five little devils surrounding him, through the rain curtain, Han Feng casually looked at their faces.

Except for the short stature, the five faces all have similarities in appearance, but the grinning expressions all have two words written on that ugly face - "Damn".