Bright Sword: Rebirth of Kong Jie

I don't know when the moonlight became brighter.

The silver-gray spread across the ground like a thin film emitting a faint glow.

The team members quickly and orderly passed the wooden boards and crossed the blockade ditch dug by the Japanese. They then quickly hung the barbed wire again at the gap and retracted the wooden boards.

Soon, everything returned to its original appearance when viewed from a distance.

The soldiers who successfully entered the stronghold could see some garbage everywhere in the moonlight.

When I moved my nose slightly, I could smell a rather complex foul smell coming from the bungalow area not far away.

Inside the stronghold.

The Japanese deployed two guard posts.

One is the interior of the only three-story artillery tower in the stronghold. There was a Japanese sentry on each of the second and third floors to keep watch at night.

The other place was on a machine gun position inside the stronghold, where a puppet soldier was on guard.

Once the battle starts.

The Japanese soldiers in the bunk bed on the second floor of the artillery tower.

And the puppet troops in the Pingfang area of ​​the stronghold.

They will act quickly, deploy into various bunkers and machine gun fortifications, and launch defense and counterattacks.

The team members had already thoroughly understood the Japanese army's nighttime vigilance inside the stronghold and had memorized it by heart.

Under the leadership of Kong Jie, the soldiers stuck to the wall of the turret, avoiding the surveillance of the Japanese sentries and the puppet army sentries on the machine gun positions, and slowly approached the entrance of the turret.

There is a wooden door at the entrance to the turret.

However, at night, the soldiers who got up to sleep opened the door back and forth, making a squeaking noise, which was really unpleasant.

Just don't turn it off.

So the wooden door was half open, allowing a person to pass sideways.

Kong Jie waved his hand.

The four team members behind him quickly filed in, slipped into the artillery tower through the half-open wooden door.

The leader among them was none other than Monk Wei, who had his head bare and was afraid of being reflected by the enemy's searchlights, so he wore a special armored helmet with a camouflage net made for the special forces.

Following behind him were Qian Hu, Wang Gensheng and Li Erniu.

Several of them are assassination elites in the special forces team.

Specifically responsible for sneaking up on and eliminating the enemy's sentry posts first.

How to act quickly in the dark, use a dagger to end the enemy's life while ensuring that the enemy does not make any sound, this is the area where these people are best at.

For the Japanese stronghold in the dark night, these last few drowsy Japanese and puppet army sentries were the eyes and ears of the entire stronghold.

Just poke out its eyes and deafen its ears.

The entire stronghold became a deaf and blind lamb to be slaughtered.

The Japanese artillery tower was divided into three floors, one of which was mainly a warehouse for storing miscellaneous items, including some supplies, ammunition and the like piled up in a mess.

The second floor contained collective dormitories for the Japanese army, as well as some machine gun ports where machine guns could be mounted for fire suppression and cover.

The third floor is the commanding height of the entire stronghold. It is perfect for surveillance and fire suppression from the commanding heights.

After Monk Wei, Qian Hu and the other four entered the artillery tower, they slowly went up the stairs.

There is a corner after reaching the second floor of the artillery tower.

The monk waved his hand and gave the order, holding up two fingers.

The 20 seconds counted down in his mind.

"20, 19, 18, 17..."

Wang Gensheng and Qian Hu went around the corner. In preparation for this infiltration operation, the soldiers had already changed their mountain boots, which made noises easily, into cloth shoes.

While making sure his footsteps made no sound, he quickly moved towards the third floor of the artillery tower.

"18, 17, 16, 15..."

While Wang Gensheng and Qian Hu were quickly moving towards the third floor, they were also timing themselves in their minds.

All of this is the experience gained from multiple simulation trainings.

The entire stronghold was dead silent in the dark night. It was so quiet that the slightest movement might wake up the Japanese army and lead to exposure.

Therefore, after infiltrating the stronghold, the team members must kill all the Japanese and puppet army sentries in the shortest time possible.

Especially when targeting two nearby Japanese sentries on the second and third floors of a gun tower, it is best to choose to act at the same time.

Otherwise, the slightest noise would most likely alert the sentinels who were still awake.

Resulting in failure.

"3, 2, 1!"

When the silent recitation time reached the last second, a very similar scene was being played out on the second and third floors of the artillery tower.

The dagger flashing with cold light in the dark night had appeared in the hands of Wei Dayong and Qian Hu at some point. One of them was on the second floor, and the other on the third floor. They were crouching with their feet half-raised. Almost no sound could be heard as they moved. With the faint moonlight coming in from the muzzle of the machine gun, they approached the Japanese sentry standing at the muzzle of the machine gun silently.

In the dim night, the Japanese sentry on the second floor couldn't help yawning again, and tried hard to open his eyes to make sure his eyelids would not close completely.

He hated such a life, boring and tedious.

Especially when you have to guard the artillery tower all day long, and your daily activities are limited to a limited space of dozens of square meters, it would be better to follow the field troops to kill the enemy on the battlefield!

He looked outside the base out of boredom.

The moonlight at this time was much brighter.

One could barely see that the cleared firing range around the stronghold was completely empty, with no movement at all.

This happens almost every day.

The little Japanese soldier was not in the mood at all. With his eyelids half drooped, he leaned against the wall of the turret and fell drowsy.

Until a figure slowly stood up behind him, almost completely covering the equally short shadow cast by his entire short body in shadow.

A big hand, somewhat rough but as powerful as a pair of pliers, suddenly covered the Japanese sentry's mouth.

Almost at the same moment.

The sharp dagger completely penetrated the left chest of the Japanese soldier with a dull sound, piercing the heart of the Japanese soldier.

The blood seemed to have no time to react. Just as it seeped out a little from the joint of the dagger that had pierced the heart, it was completely absorbed by the clothes the Japanese soldier was wearing, and spots of blood appeared under his shirt.

Hit the heart directly and kill with one blow.

At the same time, cover your mouth and nose to prevent the enemy from making any sound.

The team members trained for this purpose no less than hundreds of times.

The effect displayed at this time was indeed amazing.

The little Japanese soldier just twitched a few times in Wei Dayong's hands, and his life force quickly drained away, and he slowly fell down.

Wei Dayong tried to slow down his movements as much as possible and laid the devil's body flat on the ground.

Just a few steps away was the Japanese dormitory, where more than a dozen Japanese soldiers were sleeping soundly.

Li Erniu, the assassin's deputy, hid at the side of the dormitory door with his iron tower-like body, ready to respond to any emergency at any time.

The two of them worked in perfect harmony to ensure that the Japanese army would not be alerted.

Fortunately, everything went well and Wei Dayong killed the Japanese sentry silently.

At the same time, Monk Wei, who was listening attentively, also heard a faint sound coming from the third floor of the artillery tower.

It was like the low buzzing of an insect in the night.

There was no more sound.

A moment later, there were unusually light footsteps, and Qian Hu and Wang Gensheng reappeared on the second floor of the artillery tower and made an OK gesture to Wei Dayong.

——The Japanese sentry on the third floor was also killed successfully.

Wei Dayong nodded in the dim night, then stretched his hand out of the machine gun muzzle on the second floor of the turret and gave a thumbs up.

Kong Jie, who was waiting for news under the artillery tower, immediately received a message from Wei Dayong.

The sentry has been successfully taken down.

They can also take action now.

Kong Jie quickly opened his clenched fist, which was raised to indicate a pause, and made a forward gesture.

The team members quickly split into two groups.

A group of them moved towards the bungalow area where the puppet troops were located.

Another wave quickly entered the artillery tower and assisted Wei Dayong and his men in killing the Japanese soldiers who were sleeping in the bunk beds.

At the same time, two team members approached the machine gun fortifications from the left and the right, trying to kill the last puppet army sentry on the machine gun fortifications before the actual assassination...