Chapter 1 The warning was ineffective.

However, its warning was ineffective. A team of eighty daredevils bypassed the front of the Japanese defense line and quietly approached from the flank.

Shen Chengfu was originally a company commander in the Fourth Army. When the regiment organized the daredevil team this time, he volunteered to participate. Among this group of daredevils tonight, he had the highest rank, so he became the captain of the daredevil team.

Using the light of the bonfires that the Japanese set up in the distance to prevent night attacks by the National Army, Captain Shen Chengfu quickly discovered the location where the Japanese troops of the Tsukikage Yūjin squad were gathered for rest.

Shen Chengfu pointed to a cliff four to five meters high on the right side of the Japanese defense line and said, "We'll go up from there, and come back from the left."

There was a straight cliff on the right side of the Japanese defense line, about four to five meters high. The left side was a steep slope, obviously easier to go down than up.

His words were quickly conveyed to every member. Xiong Qi was Shen Company Commander's soldier. He said in a low voice, "Company Commander, five meters is a bit high. Should we find a ladder?"

"Alright!" The daredevil team waited in place for about half an hour, and Xiong Qi found a makeshift ladder made of two tree trunks and mountain vines.

It was obvious that it had just been made. Shen Chengfu said with a smile, "Good lad, excellent craftsmanship."

The daredevils carried the wooden ladder, quietly approached the cliff, and climbed up one by one, lying in wait.

Because of the cliff, the Japanese did not deploy any personnel here. After all eighty daredevils climbed up, they were not discovered by the Japanese.

Tonight, Tsukikage Yūjin, the squad leader, had just arrived at the position and arranged the machine gun on the retreat route that Shen Chengfu Company Commander had just prepared. It was a gentle slope, although it was not easy to climb.

However, Tsukikage Yūjin, the squad leader, believed that the location was not on the front, and the National Army might choose this place as the main attack when attacking. As for the front, because they would mainly defend here, there was no need to pay too much attention.

It must be said that Tsukikage Yūjin, the squad leader, was still strategic. After arranging the entire squad's defense line, he assigned the task of keeping watch at night.

The entire squad of Japanese soldiers seized the time to sleep. This was the only experience they had learned in the Wanjialing Mountains in the past ten days.

Kitahara Ryōtarō and Ikegami Yūki, two Japanese soldiers, were lying in the trenches, staring at the swaying bonfires in front of them.

They had been focused on looking there, and were almost taken away by the constantly swaying firelight, entering a state of hypnosis.

Suddenly, a gust of wind passed, and the weak bonfires were swept away by the mountain wind. Many sparks burst out, and the flames actually grew larger.

When Sergeant Kitahara Ryōtarō turned his head to say something to Ikegami Yūki, he suddenly saw a bright saber in front of him, already at Ikegami Yūki's neck.

But he still had his eyes closed, completely unaware! Before Kitahara Ryōtarō's scream could come out, he felt the hairs on his neck stand on end, and a chill spread from his neck to his heart.

Then he saw everything around him spinning, and everything on the ground was much shorter. He saw the stars in the sky, and the dark night beneath the starry sky.

At this moment, it stopped ascending, and the dark earth rushed towards him. He wanted to scream, he wanted to stay still.

All he could do was think about it, but he couldn't do anything. Soon, he couldn't even think about it.

Shen Chengfu and Xiong Qi each chopped off a Japanese soldier's head. After the Japanese sentries outside were killed.

The entire daredevil team rushed into the ranks of the Japanese soldiers. The Japanese soldiers, who had not slept soundly, were awakened from their dreams.

Some of them immediately began to run backwards. Not running at this time was tantamount to courting death. Squad Leader Ichihara Takuto grabbed his rifle in a hurry and shouted loudly, "Engage! Engage!"

That's how he roared, and that's how he did it. He grabbed his rifle and stabbed it at the nearest daredevil.

The opponent knocked it away with the back of his saber, and then the opposite saber went down towards his head. Squad Leader Ichihara Takuto, who had just woken up, was instantly unable to parry, and could only take a step back to avoid the head-chopping saber.

The daredevil's saber did not retract because it missed its target. He simply turned the blade and chopped down on Squad Leader Ichihara Takuto's chest.

Squad Leader Ichihara Takuto thought in his heart that he wanted to step back, and even if he couldn't, he would pull his chest back. But the idea was good, he had already taken a step back at this time, and his center of gravity was unstable due to the sudden event.

He had the idea but couldn't do it, and was ripped open by the National Army soldier.

This saber started from the chest and went all the way to below the navel. With a cry of "Ah!", Squad Leader Ichihara Takuto cried out in pain.

He could no longer hold the rifle in his hand. He threw down the rifle and quickly pressed his chest, which had been split open, towards the middle, trying to close them together.

After chopping down this Japanese soldier, Yū Shuntatsu did not stop, and continued to rush towards another Japanese soldier. At this time, the Japanese on the top of the mountain had already become clamorous.

Ikeda, the company commander who had been carefully guarding against a night attack by the National Army, ordered the Mizuo Ryūsei squad defending the top of the mountain to pay attention and be careful of being rushed in by the National Army's daredevils.

At this time, he had to defend the defense line on the top of the mountain first, before talking about anything else.

Rifles and sabers began to fight in the dark night. The daredevils had long put life and death out of their minds and hacked at the Japanese soldiers.

Squad Leader Shūte Tomoki and Squad Leader Nagai Katsumi were all Japanese soldiers who rushed to the front. There was no choice! If they didn't rush forward, the entire squad of Japanese soldiers wouldn't rush forward.

Even Squad Leader Tsukikage Yūjin led a few experienced Japanese soldiers to rush up.

Captain Shen Chengfu swung his saber and went at the Japanese soldiers who rushed up. At this time, the Japanese soldiers had slowly recovered from their initial panic.

Especially with their squad leaders and company commanders taking the lead in rushing to the front to fight, the entire squad of Japanese soldiers began to rush towards the daredevils.

This kind of bayonet fighting, where every blow was flesh-to-flesh, ended quickly. Company Commander Shen saw a team of Japanese soldiers coming down from the top of the mountain with torches.

This was because Ikeda Company Commander had sent Japanese soldiers to patrol the top of the mountain and found that no National Army troops had rushed into the defense line on the top of the mountain, so he immediately sent a team of Japanese soldiers to reinforce.

The Japanese soldiers came down to reinforce. While the Japanese soldiers had not yet reacted, Company Commander Shen led the team and retreated again.

They only brought sabers and could not entangle with the Japanese soldiers too much. Otherwise, as long as the Japanese soldiers reacted and set up their machine guns, the daredevils would not be able to retreat.

They were daredevils, not suicide squads. They just rushed into the ranks of the Japanese soldiers, killed a lot of them, and then retreated immediately.

Leaving behind a group of wounded and corpses for the Japanese soldiers, while also making them unable to rest all night and having to continue fighting during the day.

The National Army attacked the Japanese soldiers day and night in this way, in order to eliminate the will and morale of the Japanese soldiers.

However, in this round of less than ten minutes of attack, Squad Leader Tsukikage Yūjin and his three squad leaders were all killed.

This was because the backbone of the 106th Division were Japanese soldiers who had undergone strict training, while the rest of the ordinary Japanese soldiers were recruited temporarily. They used to be ordinary farmers and small traders.

These Japanese soldiers had little time to train, and suddenly entered the battlefield and encountered the powerful resistance of the National Army.

The Japanese soldiers of the 106th Division had no chance to learn, and were confronted by the elite of the National Army. At this time, those squad leaders and company commanders who had undergone strict training could only rush to the front to take the lead.

Rushing to the front also meant dying the fastest! So Squad Leader Tsukikage Yūjin died!

Although he died, the position of the Tsukikage Yūjin squad was still there, which could be regarded as fulfilling his wish to defend the position even at the cost of his life.

When Ikeda Company Commander, with the company headquarters and part of the Mizuo Ryūsei squad, rushed down from the top of Mount Daikin, the National Army's daredevil team had long disappeared without a trace.

Only more than twenty Japanese corpses were left on the position!

On one Mount Daikin position, more than twenty Japanese soldiers died. The situation on the Tunshang Guo position next to it was similar. The entire 106th Division had more than twenty large and small hilltops to defend in the Wanjialing Mountains.

The Second War Zone organized dozens of daredevil teams to launch night attacks on their various hilltops. These attacks killed a few Japanese soldiers, and some killed hundreds of Japanese soldiers.

Regardless of how many Japanese soldiers were killed, the daredevils attacked for a while and then retreated, not entangling with the Japanese soldiers too much. This made the Japanese soldiers' lives very difficult.

They had to keep one eye open while sleeping at night. Even so, they could not avoid the fate of being attacked at night.

Before this night was over, Division Commander Matsuura Shunnroku had received at least forty front-line reports: all with the same content, being ambushed by the National Army!

Faced with this situation, he had no choice! He was now troubled by another difficulty in the division and had no solution.

After these days of fighting, the grassroots backbone of his division had been killed and wounded, and 70% of the experienced Japanese grassroots commanders had been killed in battle.

Inexperienced Japanese soldiers became squad leaders and platoon leaders, and the result was a lamb leading a group of lambs. They simply did not fight.

No grassroots commanders, this was a difficult problem!

Division Commander Matsuura Shunnroku had not closed his eyes for three days and three nights. He could not close his eyes! As soon as he closed them, Japanese soldiers would report that they had been ambushed again.

His situation was like this, and the same was true for those Japanese soldiers at the forefront. As soon as they wanted to rest, someone from the National Army would sneak up or fire a few shots.

In any case, they were not allowed to rest well. This had made all the Japanese soldiers feel bad and their spirits were not good.

This night was still very long! The battle in the Wanjialing Mountains continued.

The activities of the twenty-four reconnaissance teams of the Special Operations Brigade between Chenjiashan and Liujiashan also continued. The soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon of the 12th Company of the 15th Regiment were also shuttling through the mountains and forests in the dark night.

They had been climbing high to check for fire sources since it got dark, and had already climbed the tops of three mountain peaks, but had not found anything.

Platoon Leader Yao Weiran encouraged everyone, "Brothers! God helps those who help themselves. We just need to keep looking. I don't believe we'll be so unlucky tonight that we can't even find a single Japanese soldier."

They were on the top of the mountain. Yū Junneng said with a smile, "Platoon Leader! Take out your binoculars and look slowly. We can't find the Japanese soldiers nearby, so look into the distance."

Yao Weiran said with a smile, "I've already looked. I really didn't see a single spark. This time, let's go to the mountain top opposite to take a look."

All the soldiers in the platoon walked through the jungle. When they finally stood on their destination, they had already looked in three directions without any findings. Gui Jianyuan suddenly stopped and signaled everyone to pay attention.

The spirits of the entire platoon, which had not found anything for more than three hours tonight, suddenly became tense.

"Below!" Gui Jianyuan whispered to remind everyone to look down the hillside opposite. A small pile of bonfires was burning. Looking from this side of the mountain, they could still see two figures by the bonfires, dozing off with their guns in their arms.

All the soldiers in the platoon became excited. This time, God really helped those who helped themselves!

Platoon Leader Yao said in a low voice, "Let's go down slowly, don't make any noise, don't be anxious, and don't alarm the Japanese soldiers." The straight-line distance between them and the fire pile was less than 300 meters. After discovering the fire pile, none of the soldiers spoke again.

Now that they heard the three don'ts from Platoon Leader Yao, all the soldiers would not make a sound. Gui Jianyuan, who was in the lead, made a gesture. He was still scouting the way ahead.

This team, which had been looking for Japanese soldiers in the jungle for three hours, already had some understanding of the jungle at night.

Under the three don't instructions from Platoon Leader Yao, they slowly and silently went down the slope. When they reached the bottom of the slope, they were still a little further away from the fire pile.

The reconnaissance platoon began to arrange a battle plan here. According to the situation they had just seen from the opposite side, Platoon Leader Yao ordered, "Squad Leader Yū, you lead the first squad to infiltrate above the Japanese soldiers and lie in wait. The closer you are to the Japanese soldiers, the better, but you must not alarm the Japanese soldiers.

After arriving at the target location, use the sound of a cricket as a signal. After all the squads have arrived at the target, I will use three cricket sounds to signal the attack.

Squad Leader Gui, you take the twelve people of the second squad to the left. Squad Leader Mi, you take twelve people to the right. The rest of the people will follow me up from below.

All squads will use one cricket sound as a signal when they reach their positions. It's still very early. We don't need to rush, and we don't want to alarm the Japanese soldiers.

After three cricket sounds, everyone rushes out and tries not to shoot. Use bayonets if you can. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" The three squad leaders responded in a low voice. "Go!" Platoon Leader Yao ordered.

The soldiers in his platoon immediately divided into four groups and infiltrated towards the hillside. Platoon Leader Yao led eleven soldiers to approach the Japanese soldiers from below. They were the closest.

They were also the first to send out cricket signals. Not long after, a cricket sound rang out from the left. This was Gui Jianyuan with the second squad. The signal from the right also came, which was the third squad on Mi's squad.

Squad Leader Yū, with the first squad, had not sent a signal for a long time. The soldiers were a little anxious at night, and felt that time seemed to have passed for a long time. They were worried about whether Squad Leader Yū had encountered any difficulties on the way.

However, this mountain forest had been very quiet. From time to time, they could hear the sound of sparks exploding in the bonfire pile not far away, but there was no other sound at all.

Platoon Leader Yao counted silently in his heart. When he counted to one thousand, a cricket sound finally came from the hillside. This was the first squad in place.

Yū Junneng led the first squad smoothly to the top of the hillside. When they were just above the Japanese soldiers, they found that they could not see the road clearly in the jungle at night.

They had actually reached a cliff and could not come down directly from above. Squad Leader Yū had to take the people back the way they came and find another way, which delayed the time.

Three minutes after he sent the signal, three cricket sounds rang out. The soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon quietly emerged from the four directions.

Yū Junneng stared nervously at the Japanese soldiers sleeping on the ground. He made a gesture, and the fifteen soldiers in his squad each approached a Japanese soldier, quietly.

Seeing that all the soldiers in the squad had arrived in front of the Japanese soldiers, and not a single Japanese soldier had found them, Squad Leader Yū no longer hesitated. He was the first to stab the sleeping Japanese soldier in front of him in the chest with his bayonet.

With a scream of "Ah!", Yamada Yūshin opened his eyes wide and looked at the tall figure in front of him, who was holding a bright bayonet and stabbing himself.

He wanted to turn over and dodge, he wanted to escape into the ground. However, his body, which had just been stabbed, did not obey his orders at all. It was not just because of this stab, but also because there was a big foot on his chest.

It made him feel like he was being crushed by Mount Tai, unable to move at all. The only thing he could move was his mouth.

Soon his scream stopped: the first knife accurately hit the position of his throat.

The two Japanese soldiers dozing off by the bonfire pile were the sentries of this squad. At the same time as Yamada Yūshin screamed, they were also stabbed in the back with bayonets.

The entire battle ended in less than a minute. Platoon Leader Yao ordered, "The first squad and the second squad immediately go to the 100-meter position to be on guard. The third squad will clean up the battlefield, put out the fire, and leave immediately."

He was afraid that the Japanese soldiers' screams had attracted the attention of other Japanese soldiers. No one could say for sure whether there were Japanese soldiers active in this dark jungle like his team.

No matter what, the combat team must be prepared for battle! This was what the brigade commander especially emphasized.

Squad Leader Mi and his team spent less than two minutes cleaning up the battlefield.

From the start of the battle to now, in less than three minutes, the place had returned to calm. If it weren't for the bloody smell in the air, no one would know what had happened here.

Platoon Leader Yao led the team to the top of the mountain. The soldiers rested briefly on the top of the mountain: they had finally gained something tonight. Although the battle only lasted one minute, they had prepared for four hours tonight for this one minute.

But all of this was worth it. After the soldiers rested for a few minutes, Platoon Leader Yao commented, "Let's make a review! When I made the plan just now, I didn't consider that the Japanese soldiers would scream. In such a mountain forest, the Japanese soldiers' screams will travel very far.

Next time we encounter this situation, the first knife must be steady and aimed at the Japanese soldiers' throats. Everyone, pay attention."

"Yes! Platoon Leader!"

"The review is over, and praise is still necessary. Everyone did a very good job when you were sneaking in. The Japanese soldiers didn't notice anything at all.

Our attack was fast, light, and quiet. When we got to the Japanese soldiers, they were still dreaming. This is very good, keep it up.

Now I order: continue to look for Japanese soldiers!" Platoon Leader Yao's tone was full of excitement.

"Yes!" All the soldiers in the platoon were happy.

They still remembered the three don'ts of Platoon Leader Yao, and all their happiness was suppressed in their hearts. Now they were going to look for new targets.

Just after wiping out a Japanese squad, Platoon Leader Yao and the others seemed to have opened the door to luck. On this mountain top, they discovered another fire pile in the distance.

This fire pile was a bit far away, and it looked like it was behind three hills. But this was not difficult for the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon. They were only afraid of not discovering Japanese soldiers, not afraid of the long distance.

It was good to have a target, and they would no longer wander around in the mountains like they did in the first half of the night. This time, Squad Leader Yū led the team in front. They still followed what the brigade commander said: don't take the road if there is one.

Just go through the jungle on the hillside. Although this would be slower, and they would sometimes get into thorn bushes.

But doing so could avoid the enemy's ambushes. Generally, ambushes were set up on both sides of the road and at the entrances.

Now the reconnaissance platoon simply did not take the small roads that people had been walking on for thousands of years, but insisted on traveling through the unmanned jungle.

This time it took a full two hours to reach the bottom of the hill. The plan was still the same as before. Squad Leader Yū led the team to the top of the hill, Squad Leader Gui went to the left, Squad Leader Mi went to the right, and Platoon Leader Yao led the people to encircle the Japanese soldiers from below.

Squad Leader Sanjikai Tourei led the Japanese soldiers into the mountains. At first, he thought that he could just go straight to Mashiro Ridge, which was not difficult.

But when he actually entered the mountains, he realized that if he wanted to go straight to Mashiro Ridge, he had to drill into the jungle and climb over the mountains. He could still do this, but there was no way for them to deal with cliffs.

They could only detour, and after detouring around in the mountains, Squad Leader Sanjikai Tourei actually got lost: they were lost.

At this time, he took out his compass and wanted to use it to find the way back. It was at this time that he discovered something was wrong.

No matter which direction the compass was facing, the needle was pointing to the direction where the sun set.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew that the direction where the sun set was not south or north.

Obviously, the compass was dead. Squad Leader Hachikai Tourei threw the compass far away in anger. Sergeant Suzuki Yōta went to help him find it.

Even if he found it, the needle was still stubbornly pointing east and west, so there was no way to deal with it. It was late, and Squad Leader Hachikai Tourei could only let all the Japanese soldiers prepare to spend the night on the spot.

Everything would have to wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow, he would take advantage of the sun coming out in the morning to find the direction and retreat directly.

The squad leader who had this idea was of course warmly welcomed by the Japanese soldiers in the entire squad. They were the Japanese soldiers under Captain Fujieda Takeo. According to normal logic: their battalion should be transferred to the rear for rest and replenishment after being reduced by half in the artillery fire, and they should be able to return to the battlefield after at least ten and a half months of rest.

But Captain Hata Jūji ordered them to continue fighting and divided their entire battalion into smaller units to use.

Perhaps Captain Hata Jūji wanted to learn the guerrilla warfare that the National Army had used to make the Japanese soldiers suffer so much during this period, but Sanjikai Tourei and these bottom-level Japanese soldiers did not want to do so.

"We must go back tomorrow no matter what!" This was what Squad Leader Sanjikai Tourei thought in his heart.

There were only thirteen Japanese soldiers in the entire squad. He divided these Japanese soldiers into six groups, with each group on duty for two hours. Now it was Sergeant Suzuki Yōta and Sergeant Yamamoto Yasuo's turn to be on duty.

These two Japanese soldiers were arranged to get up in the middle of the night to be on duty. They looked at the vast jungle around them. They had not seen a single figure in these mountains.

What they had to guard at night was not people, but to prevent wild animals from causing trouble. Sergeant Suzuki Yōta followed the example of the previous group of Japanese soldiers and added firewood to the bonfire pile first, and then began to doze off.

In this situation, if they did not sleep well, how could they continue to march tomorrow! Sergeant Suzuki Yōta did not have as much confidence as the squad leader.

They were already lost in the mountains, and it was really not easy to find the way back. He had to conserve his energy and prepare to keep up with the team's marching speed tomorrow.

Sergeant Yamamoto Yasuo also thought so. He was not stupid, why should he let himself be on duty for the most tiring two hours?

The Japanese soldiers were all sleeping soundly, only Platoon Leader Yao and his fifty soldiers were still quietly groping forward.

They had already groped to a position only thirty meters away from the bonfire.

The position chosen by Squad Leader Sanjikai Tourei was a leeward place, surrounded by bushes. The distance between the bonfire pile and the bushes was less than five meters.

Platoon Leader Yao carefully crawled forward with the soldiers, and stopped only when he reached the edge of the bushes.

A cricket sound came from Platoon Leader Yao's mouth. From here, he could clearly see that the two Japanese soldiers by the bonfire pile were sleeping soundly with their heads buried in their knees.

Not far away, there were eleven Japanese soldiers, some leaning against a small rock, and some lying flat on the ground sleeping.

It could be seen that these Japanese soldiers must have been very tired during the day. Now they were all sleeping soundly, snoring like thunder.

Soon there were cricket sounds from the left, right, and above. This time, Platoon Leader Yao did not wait any longer and immediately issued an attack signal.

He and Honghuang took the bayonets off their rifles and held them in their hands. They quietly walked behind the two dozing Japanese soldiers. They saw that there were already their own people guarding around the eleven Japanese soldiers not far away.

Then they reached out and cut open the Japanese soldiers' carotid arteries, and the other hand grabbed and covered the Japanese soldiers' mouths. This time, Sergeant Suzuki Yōta and Sergeant Yamamoto Yasuo could only make whimpering sounds. Their suppressed voices could not travel far at all.

This silent battle had ended as soon as it had begun. The reconnaissance platoon, which had successfully ambushed, tacitly sent the first and second squads into the jungle to be on guard.

The soldiers of the third squad immediately picked up all the weapons and ammunition around the Japanese soldiers, and also searched the Japanese soldiers' bodies. Dry food, satchels, and medical kits were all needed to be taken away.

When Platoon Leader Yao led the team to the top of this mountain again, he looked around and no longer saw any firelight in the distance.

Looking at the time, it was already two o'clock in the morning. Platoon Leader Yao ordered, "Let's go to the other side of the hillside to find a leeward place to rest.

Let's stop here tonight!"

They had walked at least twenty kilometers in one night. Although the soldiers were high-spirited, it was an undeniable fact that they had consumed a lot of energy.

Yū, the squad leader, was scouting the way ahead. He quickly found a suitable place. Platoon Leader Yao arranged the three squads in a pyramid shape, spaced ten meters apart in the jungle, and also arranged for each squad to have both light and dark sentries, to be rotated every hour.

He himself came to guard the first squad first, so that the soldiers could rest quickly.

In the second half of the night, the activities of the various reconnaissance platoons of the Special Operations Brigade also gradually decreased. They had searched for the Japanese soldiers they could find in the first half of the night.

In the second half of the night, one was that there were fewer opportunities to discover Japanese soldiers, and the other was that traveling in the mountains and forests was very energy-consuming. The soldiers were not made of iron, and they would also get tired.

The reconnaissance platoon was taking the initiative to attack and search for Japanese reconnaissance teams. The two regiments of the 66th Army were waiting for the rabbits. After receiving the notification from the Special Operations Brigade, the two regimental commanders immediately ordered the entire regiment not to turn on the lights or burn fire tonight.

Then they observed outwards around the garrison. The reconnaissance soldiers of the two regiments also climbed to the top of the mountain above the garrison. They really found weak fire in the distance.

According to the notification from the Special Operations Brigade: where there is fire, there may be Japanese soldiers.

Immediately, National Army reconnaissance platoons were dispatched. The battle was unusually smooth. When they also joined the hunting of the Japanese small teams, Regimental Commander Shi Yi and Regimental Commander Ning Hezhi felt a little uneasy in their hearts.

The more they dealt with the Special Operations Brigade these days, the more they understood the Special Operations Brigade. The more they understood, the more they felt that the soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade were unfathomable.

Their combat power seemed to have no limit. At first, Regimental Commander Shi thought that two of his soldiers could beat one soldier of the Special Operations Brigade.

When they saw the officers and soldiers of the 15th Regiment, who were temporarily serving as artillery soldiers, practicing stabbing in the morning, they felt that they were inflated.

In the afternoon, during the breaks between battles, soldiers in Regimental Commander Shi Yi's regiment had competed with the soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade with wooden sticks. Three soldiers could not beat one person.

The chests of all three soldiers had been marked, while the soldier of the Special Operations Brigade had only been wiped with a little mark on the clothes under his left rib.

This soldier was still a little frustrated and said, "It's a bit difficult for me to deal with you three alone. If we had a three-man combat team, it would be completely effortless to deal with your platoon."

Everyone was a soldier, who didn't have courage in their hearts? The soldiers who had just lost a match were thinking of getting back their face.

Hearing this, they immediately called a platoon of people over, and a three-man combat team was also organized on this side.

In order to prevent accidental injuries, everyone used wooden sticks, with a ball of cloth wrapped around the front and dipped in white ash. Anyone who got white ash on their body had to withdraw from the battlefield.

The competition between the two sides had just begun and had entered a feverish state. A platoon of the National Army had thirteen soldiers, and the two sides stood ten meters apart.

Hearing the order to start, the ten soldiers in this platoon immediately rushed forward, trying to surround the three soldiers of the Sixth Company.

The three soldiers of the Sixth Company heard the start and the soldier in the middle stepped forward, and suddenly became a triangular team.

Then their forward steps were the same. The movements of the soldier at the front were very fast, as fast as lightning.

He stabbed at the soldiers rushing towards the front, completely ignoring the stab that the opponent was also stabbing.

His fearless stabbing method startled the National Army soldiers opposite, and in a hurry, they wanted to change the stab into a parry.

Before they had time to change, their chests were poked by a strong force. A white spot appeared on their clothes.

They staggered back.

Regimental Commander Shi, who was the referee on the side, glared at him fiercely: he could see clearly that the soldier was temporarily scared and did not want to die together, so he changed his move.

This soldier did not think about it, there were thirteen people on his side, even if it was one for one, it was a victory!

"He's cheating!" The soldier's face was flushed, and he shouted loudly after stabilizing his body.

"Come down! You're afraid to fight, and you say he's cheating. When you fight the Japanese soldiers with bayonets, even if you've been stabbed in the chest, can you also say he's cheating?" Regimental Commander Shi said angrily.

If this soldier lost and didn't admit it, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?

In the time it took them to talk about this, without looking at the competition battlefield, two more National Army soldiers had retreated.

The National Army soldiers' encirclement plan had completely failed. The two sides were now exchanging venues. The soldier of the Sixth Company, who was in charge of breaking through the line, said, "Even if you didn't stop just now, you wouldn't have been able to stab me."

Obviously, no one believed his words. The soldier continued, "Regimental Commander Shi, let you in, you go into the team, and we'll do it again."

The soldier's face turned red, and he really joined the middle of the team. This time, he shouted loudly and rushed straight towards this combat team.

He had already figured it out: life for life, there were still eleven people on his side, and if he could kill one soldier of the Sixth Company, he would have made a profit.

He still did the same as before, stabbing at the chest of the soldier in front with one shot. The opposite side also intended to return a shot as before.

Both sides were stabbing each other without hesitation. The soldiers of Shi Yi's regiment cheered happily. They could see that this soldier of their regiment was really determined to die.

Just as the stick head of this soldier was about to stab the opposite soldier, a wooden stick suddenly stretched out from under the armpit of this soldier and touched it lightly.

The soldier, who had stabbed this stick with all his strength, was shocked to find that his chest had been poked again, and the stick he had desperately stabbed had been guided into the air.

At this time, he realized: what people said was that you couldn't stab me, it was actually true.

Not only that, after this soldier of the Special Operations Brigade stabbed him once, the wooden stick in his hand did not retract, and he stepped forward, and the wooden stick was stabbed again like lightning.

He stabbed the person behind the National Army soldier who had just been stabbed once. Because he had blocked the line of sight in front, this time, after the attack, only seven people were left in a platoon.

After two more attacks, the soldiers of a platoon in Shi Yi's regiment had white spots on their bodies, but they had not gotten any white ash on the opposite three soldiers.

At this point, the National Army soldiers had to admit defeat. Regimental Commander Shi Yi asked, "Company Commander Lyū! Your stabbing technique is amazing!

Can you teach us! Let us be so powerful too."

Lyū Jiagui said with a smile, "If you learn it, you will use it to kill Japanese soldiers, of course, I can teach you. The entire stabbing technique is divided into three categories: basic movements, stabbing, and stabbing under various conditions.

Basic movements are divided into preparation before stabbing, thrusting, and defending against stabbing.

Stabbing is divided into two parts: basic stabbing movements and stabbing practice.

Stabbing under various conditions is divided into: stabbing in mountainous areas, stabbing in trenches, houses, and forests, stabbing in snowy areas, stabbing at night..."

Regimental Commander Shi was trained in the military academy system. When he heard Company Commander Lyū say it methodically, he immediately understood that these had been summarized.

He quickly said, "Can I send a platoon to study, is that okay?"

"Okay!"

……

It was because of this friendly competition in the afternoon that Regimental Commander Shi was worried about his reconnaissance platoon, fearing that they were no match for the Japanese soldiers.

His worries were indeed superfluous tonight.

At dawn, the two regiments of the 66th Army had dispatched a total of twelve reconnaissance platoons, and they had brought back the spoils of war from four Japanese squads.

They had no casualties all night and had killed a small team of Japanese soldiers, which was enough to make the two regimental commanders proud. Of course, they could not compare with the Special Operations Brigade.

At this time, the five companies of the 15th Regiment of the Special Operations Brigade had quietly sneaked out of the defense line of the Second Regiment, and they were groping towards the position where the Japanese Infantry Second Regiment was lurking.

The Second Regiment had also sent three companies to join them. There were a total of eight companies that had left the Spearhead Mountain defense line and were heading towards Chenjiashan.

This team had set out at four o'clock in the morning. This was a decision that Lin Fan had made temporarily after receiving the information sent back by Platoon Leader Jing.

This time, the Special Operations Brigade was going to give the Botian Shigeichi Detachment a heavy blow. According to Lin Fan's plan: after the Special Operations Brigade arrived at the target position, heavy artillery would bomb the Japanese infantry that was lurking.

After the artillery bombardment, the infantry would charge! They would try to severely damage the Japanese infantry that was lurking in front this time.

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