diskusbooks Chapter 265 History repeats itself
Chapter 265 History repeats itself
The Brandenburg troops poured alcohol on themselves, pretending to be drunk American pilots, and approached step by step the reconnaissance battalion soldiers in plain clothes standing at the gate of the textile factory.
"Oh, my Chinese friend, can you lend me a light?"
Hans, drunkenly holding a cigarette in his mouth, walked up to the soldier and hooked his arms around his neck.
The soldiers of the independent column had a lot of good feelings towards this group of volunteers and immediately took out a box of matches from their pockets.
At this moment, the drunkenness in Hans' eyes suddenly disappeared, and in the horrified eyes of the independent column soldiers, he watched a non-reflective dagger pierced into his throat.
A warm current slid into the soldier's neck, and he lost his life instantly. However, his limp body was caught by two Brandenburg soldiers who had caught up and dragged him forward.
The two secret sentries hiding in the dark saw their brother arm in arm with the M countryman and were ready to go up and remind him that he was still on mission.
But when they got closer, they found that there was a strong smell of blood in their faces, and their brothers were only standing on tiptoe.
"not good!"
Just as the two were about to draw their guns, a chill spread from the back of their hearts throughout their bodies, and then their bodies went limp and fell to the ground.
After dealing with the sentry at the door, the drunken "M people" and "Chinese people" filed in and occupied important positions respectively.
As agreed, Brandenburg soldiers cut the power and telephone lines, plunging the textile factory's dormitory area into darkness.
The Japanese soldiers and Brandenburg soldiers lurking in the dark took advantage of the panic of the guards of the independent column, exposed their position, and were killed one by one.
The cunning Brandenburg soldiers found nothing unusual and connected the telephone lines and electric wires together again.
The intermittent lights were mistaken by the remaining guards of the independent column as poor contact.
But they didn't know that, taking advantage of the gaps between flashes, danger was approaching them step by step and beginning to devour their lives.
Finally, after killing more than thirty guards, more than ten members of Yamamoto's special forces team arrived at the door with the word "囍" pasted on it.
Yamamoto Ikki nodded to the two soldiers, then gently opened the bolt with a dagger.
More than a dozen people filed in and rushed towards the big bed in the middle of the room.
The sound of footsteps woke Xiuqin up, and when she turned around, she saw the ferocious "robber".
The alert Xiuqin reached for the sewing basket on the bedside and stabbed the scissors into the neck of the first Japanese soldier, but Xiuqin was also subdued by the Japanese soldier in an instant.
"Yang Xiuqin, where is Li Yunlong?"
"Aren't you Chinese?"
"You don't need to know this. Where is Li Yunlong?"
"I don't know, and even if I knew I wouldn't tell you!"
Yamamoto Ikki thought he could avenge his past, but he didn't expect to fail. He became angry and slapped Xiuqin in the face.
"idiot!"
"Captain, it's too late. If we can't catch Li Yunlong, we can just take his wife back. Maybe that will be more effective."
Yamamoto Ikki calmed down for a moment, left behind a remote-controlled bomb modified from a radio, and decisively led the special forces team to knock Yang Xiuqin unconscious, then stuffed her into a quilt, disguised her as cargo, and carried her out.
Yamamoto imitated two cat meows in the dark (this was their secret signal for retreat), and then ran towards the north gate.
Lieutenant Colonel Hans' Brandenburg Special Forces immediately gathered and fled Pingshun County under the cover of night.
At this time, Wang Meng, who was in the south of Pingshun County, couldn't fall asleep in his bed in the dormitory and tossed and turned.
"Count it!"
Wang Meng simply stood up and walked slowly towards the brightly lit command center.
"Old Zhao, Shubing, how are things going today?"
"It's OK. There are no special situations reported by various regions and units. The situation is similar to the past."
Wang Meng's throat was burning with thirst. He walked to the table next to the command center, poured a glass of warm water and drank it.
When he put down the cup and looked outside, a familiar shadow appeared at the door of the headquarters.
"Li... Old Li... why are you back?"
Wang Meng's voice began to tremble, and Zhao Gang and Lin Shubing, who noticed something was wrong, also came over.
"Oh, it's Lao Li. I thought you saw a ghost. Why did you come to the headquarters when you can stay at home with Xiuqin?"
Li Yunlong also glanced at Wang Meng casually and gently pushed him away with his hand.
"What's wrong? I haven't seen you for just a few hours, and you've got spots on my face? I'm afraid people will scold me for getting married and forgetting my brothers, so I came back to accompany you!"
"Go, go, go! Who wants you to accompany me? Go back now! Come and take over my shift tomorrow morning!"
Zhao Gang pushed Li Yunlong out at the same time.
Zhao Gang saw Wang Meng and Lin Shubing standing at the door and waved to them.
"What are you two doing standing there? Come over here and give me some help! I can't fix this big box of Lao Li's by myself."
However, Wang Meng and Lin Shubing had no time to help him deal with Li Yunlong. Their minds were full of memories of the plot.
It was on the night of Li Yunlong's wedding that he left his warm bed and went out to inspect the troops, and then the independent regiment was attacked.
"Li Yunlong! I want to ask you where is Sister Xiuqin? Where is the guard company?"
Wang Meng roared and rushed to Li Yunlong, shaking his arms wildly.
Lin Shubing was more direct. He grabbed a Type 95 rifle from the weapons room next to the headquarters, took two magazines, and trotted out.
"The fortress garrison regiment on duty, assemble and set off immediately!"
Li Yunlong looked at the two people as if they had gone crazy.
“Xiuqin is still in the dormitory of the textile factory. The guards even brought me back halfway!”
Wang Meng rushed to the communications room again and asked the communicator to contact the textile factory immediately and ask them to gather at the new house with militia and guns.
But the call couldn't be connected.
The last bit of hope in Wang Meng's heart was completely shattered. Perhaps history would repeat itself again!
Wang Meng took two deep breaths, quickly walked up to the stunned Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang, and rubbed his face.
"Lao Li, Lao Zhao, please listen to me first and don't interrupt me. Something might have happened at the textile factory, and Xiuqin might have been captured by the Japanese."
Li Yunlong felt dizzy. He knew that Wang Meng was not a person who bluffed or sensationalized. He must have accurate information if he dared to say so.
Zhao Gang held Li Yunlong and asked anxiously.
"What should we do now?"
"Old Zhao, you take charge of the headquarters and issue the first-level combat readiness order. Load the guns. All armored divisions, infantry divisions, replacement regiments, militias, and even the police, all step up alert!"
"Okay! I'll go and give the order right away."
Wang Meng also took a rifle from the weapons room and walked to the door with a communications squad.
"Lao Zhao, I leave the house to you. If anything happens, contact me immediately via walkie-talkie or radio."
After Wang Meng finished speaking, he immediately contacted the reconnaissance battalion of the 3rd Armored Division stationed outside the military fortress and set off immediately...