With a "huh", a small package flew high over the courtyard wall and floated over at the entrance of the sewage pipe. Wei Huzi leaned on the gable behind the kitchen and saw something flying over. With the shimmer, he jumped gently in the air to grab the package, and then landed gently.

As soon as you buy a pistol and a dagger, Wei Huzi immediately added infinite courage. The gun is a silent pistol and the knife is a 100-refined alloy steel. Using familiar weapons can also increase the success rate of the mission.

After the initial nervousness, Wei Huzi felt that the coldness was impatient. He only wore a smelly shirt and pants tied with ice. On a late spring night at minus 20 degrees, the taste was not as comfortable as sleeping on a big kang.

Wei Huzi touched a window with lights along the corner of the wall, and looked intently, and found a fat Japanese in the kitchen stealing food in front of the steamer. His mouth was bulging and his head was peering left and right like a thief, for fear that someone would find him in the kitchen.

Okay, it's you! Wei Huzi was so cold that he decided to go into the house to deal with this fat man. At least he got some clothes to wear. Zheng Yuanming was determined to let you throw your weapons over, so he wouldn't think about "flying" my clothes too?

Wei Huzi rubbed his hands and feet against the wall to the kitchen door, quietly pushed open a gap and slowly pushed the door open a little, rubbed his body and flashed into the kitchen, then waved his hand and shot, and a "puff" sound, the bullet hit the back of the opponent's head. The moment the fat Japanese corpse fell to the ground, Wei Huzi slid over and steadily supported the fat Japanese's back, and gently put him down.

After a few seconds, he took off his thick autumn clothes and trousers and was about to put them on his body when he suddenly smelled the smell of his body. Wei Huzi frowned and looked around. Seeing a big water tank, he couldn't help but smile. He immediately took off his thin clothes and jumped into the tank and rinsed off the smell on his body.

I just said that the devils were just cursing, but I had no choice but to curse them. If I didn't rush for a while, I would probably be disgusted to myself. The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces had a slightly fixed area. Under the supervision of doctors and hygienists, the soldiers were doing well in their personal hygiene. In the team, Wei Huzi had a clean obsession. At least, he was a clean person who changed into the underwear of the Japanese and quietly flashed out of the kitchen and locked the kitchen door to prevent the uninvited guy from breaking in and stealing food.

Here is about 60 meters away from the office building, with an ammunition depot in the middle. There are several dim lights in the yard, and there are also sounds of bulbs running in a distance. Occasionally, a figure flashed in the courtyard, and no one noticed Wei Huzi lying in the narrow alley between the kitchen and the courtyard wall.

After Wei Huzi observed the terrain, he used agile and flexible movements and the technique of moving forward by disguising the terrain and land objects, and hid like a cat in the shadow of each selected hidden objects. In a moment, he came to a place where debris were piled up at the bottom of the office building, retracted his body into the gaps of various debris, raised his head and looked at the wall above his head carefully.

The second and third floors of the east area of ​​the office building are the dormitory of the Japanese. The Japanese have not yet slept, and from time to time, some figures are reflected by lights to stick on the windows, forming huge "magic shadows".

Climbing the wall with the help of raised objects on the wall is also a must-have skill for special warriors. Wei Huzi lurked for a while and observed that there was no one around him. He immediately rolled to the wall like a monkey and hung his body on the wall and swam up the wall. Wei Huzi, the 8-meter-high wall, only took more than ten seconds. When the fingers like steel hooks were pulled to the edge of the roof, a Japanese man left the gate of the office building and hurriedly walked under Wei Huzi, which shocked Wei Huzi and sweated.

With a light turn, Wei Huzi rolled over to the flat roof. The Japanese standing guard did not notice him, but still shrank his neck and paced back and forth towards him, muttering something to do.

"Puff!" Another light sound was heard. Wei Huzi stood behind the Japanese sentry and shot the Japanese head. If he could use a gun, Wei Huzi was unwilling to use a knife. After the artery blood vessels were cut, the blood was too happy. Maybe he could spray all over. How could we carry dirty blood on our body if we were clean people?

After killing the sentry, Wei Huzi shook the Japanese clothes in front of the searchlight twice, telling the Anti-Japanese United Army comrades who had been monitoring here that they succeeded in attacking the sentry.

He tricked the bullet supply funnel on the crooked machine gun. After touching the sand and soil, Wei Huzi took out a bullet from the funnel, bit off the bullet, aimed the bullet at the hole of the gun, and stuffed it in. Then he gently beat it with a single bar a few times, and sent the bullet into the bullet entrance of the other end of the barrel. The gun was basically done. Even if the Japanese were lucky enough to reuse the machine gun, they would never have imagined that a bullet would be stuffed into the barrel in a panic. Just hit it! It would explode as soon as it hits, destroying the enemy's weapons is also an elective course for special soldiers. It happened that Wei Huzi was willing to learn these tips that made the Japanese extremely angry.

Unfortunately, the sentry has no grenades. If there is that thing to make two thunders, it will blow you away. Wei Huzi twitched his mouth regretfully and walked around the roof for half a circle to find the place to go. It is easy to go upstairs and difficult to go downstairs. He doesn't want to go down from the place he just came up. He can't find the bulge when looking down in the darkness. He doesn't want to go down from the opening leading to the roof of the third floor. There are too many Japanese inside the building, and it's very dangerous to go down. However, Wei Huzi accidentally found that there was an escalator on the other side of the office building. After spending a long time climbing the wall, I'm really stupid. I can't observe carefully. Oh my god!

After going downstairs, Wei Huzi carried a small path wood and ran back to the sewage ditch against the wall, quietly raised it on the wall, and rushed up a few times. There were more than a dozen people outside the wall doing their work lightly.

However, Wei Huzi could no longer use his own hand to cut the barbed wire. Since the Japanese sentry was killed, people outside have set up human ladders and have cut the barbed wire more than one meter away.

Wang Demao, Cao Yajie, Ma Delong, Zheng Yuanming... One by one, Cao Yajie, who was carrying a walkie-talkie, staggered into the wall when he climbed over the wall. He was caught by the following people, and then a sound of booing sounds. Everyone was afraid that others would not be able to help but speak, and tried their best to warn others not to exclaim. A false alarm was caused.

After a few instructions to lower his voice, the three groups flicked their flexible bodies and rushed to the three ammunition depots. With the help of various hard-working skills, they climbed up to the roof of the ammunition depot in a short while. They found the skylight and opened the window to hide in the warehouse. One person left at each warehouse to set up a submachine gun to aim at the office building for warning.

A Japanese in a dormitory accidentally glanced out the window and found that the searchlight was motionless and illuminated a place outside the wall. He stared at the searchlight for a few more times but still had no movement. He couldn't help but complain to the chief squad who was sitting beside him, who was writing "Letters from Home" quickly, "Sir, look, this lazy guy Kamei must be lazy again, so he refused to spend more effort to operate the searchlight according to the regulations. He still didn't move after several minutes. Could it be that he left the post and went to chat somewhere."

The sergeant stared at the guy who was reporting the news with a little bored. This guy had a fight with Kamei yesterday for an opportunity to go out. Now he is probably because he is too naive to complain. He should teach him a good lesson. The people of the Japanese Emperor should be united and friendly, and not attack each other for trivial matters all day long.

Now, except for the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces in the mountains, the rest of the world is peaceful. The sergeant was beaten to death and would never have thought that he would be attacked. His mind was all about finding an opportunity to go out to work with Miss Hua. Kamei had a good friend in Xinglong Town. I said I would introduce him to meet and play together. What a great person Kamei is!

"Bastard! If you have time to wash my **, don't squeak in my ears." The sergeant put down his pen with a snap, and shouted angrily at the soldiers who were reporting.

"Ah? Is the sergeant's crotch cloth?" The soldier who complained about the blackness stood up in shame, pinched his nose and picked up the sergeant's crotch cloth from the sergeant's bed and went out with a bitter face.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner, and the dark night provides sufficient protection for the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces.

Ma Qian'an led his troops to speed up the movement forward. Ten minutes later, the straggler line had approached more than 200 meters outside the gate of the courtyard wall. Except for some of the people who continued to crawl, another part of the guerrilla squadron soldiers who were dragging behind were blocked from advancing.

"Stop!" Ma Qian'an waved his hand and ordered the stop to move forward, followed by a series of orders: "Sniper, machine gunners stared at the windows with lights in sequence, and a small team of rocket launchers aimed at the gate, waiting for the order!"

In the sight of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces, you can see the second and third floors of the office building. With Ma Qian'an's orders, the soldiers lying on the field adjusted their weapons and aimed at their respective targets, waiting for Ma Qian'an to issue an attack order.

The sniper instructor Xia Zhen lay near Zhang Xiaohua, his fingers trembled excitedly. This was her first actual battle and she had been looking forward to it for a long time. After this battle, she could have the capital to show off, so as not to mutter behind the naughty sniper rifle practitioners, saying that she had never been on the battlefield, and of course if she performed well in this battle.

"Take a deep breath, Sister Xia! This is what you taught us." Zhang Xiaohua felt Xia was really nervous, and turned her face to the side and reminded him naughtyly that the gun was shot well but had never killed the enemy.

There were 16 people entering the yard, which was enough.

Cao Yajie walked through a series of weapons and ammunition, and carefully searched for poison gas bombs with a flashlight covered in red cloth. When he was anxious, he finally found it and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If he didn't find these things, then all the work he had done before would be in vain. Not getting the poison gas bomb means that the Anti-Japanese League will be unable to resist the invasion of Japanese poison gas in the short term. Gas masks are not omnipotent. There are many kinds of poison gas that cannot be prevented by gas masks.

When he turned on the walkie-talkie, Cao Yajie made his voice: "Reported, a large number of "Red No. 1" grenade launchers (diphenyl cyanide can quickly cause unguarded soldiers to lose their combat effectiveness. In the early days of the War of Resistance Against Japan, the Japanese army found that our army's gas masks could not defend against diphenyl cyanide). It was roughly estimated that there were 5,000."

"Look at it again." Ma Qian'an was not very satisfied with the result. It was only 5,000 pieces? Too few!
Chapter completed!