Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Chapter 41 Murder on a snowy night

 At two o'clock in the morning, the operation started on time.

The target hospital is not full. It is not like other hospitals where people are always wailing. There is a strange sense of peace in the heavy snow on winter nights.

Looking around, in the entire area, only the sentry post at the main entrance of the hospital and the dormitory area of ​​the Japanese guard troops were still lit.

 At this time, Sato Hidenaka in the sentry post had fallen asleep on the table.

The sound of the wind and snow outside is natural white noise, and this little day of being on duty for several days in a row is playing in Fang Qiu's dreams.

 He smacked his lips and uttered something in his sleep.

 In the dream, the squad leader who used to boss him around became his subordinate.

 “Go! Move that machine gun five meters to the left.”

Kitahara Sosuke, who was working with him, glanced at his companion speechlessly. There was still more than an hour before the time they agreed on. Even if he was unbearably sleepy, he had to persevere.



 After walking out of the room in the sentry post, the cold weather made Kitahara Sosuke feel even more depressed.

 He decided to turn the searchlight around symbolically to avoid being caught derelict in his duties.

 They never worried about being attacked by enemies, or even considered that enemies would come here.

 After all, even many of our own people don’t know that a new hospital has been built here.

 The only thing that worried them was the madman who escaped some time ago.

But that lunatic escaped with so many medicines, so he must be living a life without worries about food and clothing.

Moreover, they who were on guard duty had been on duty conscientiously for several days, but nothing happened.

 It doesn’t matter, if the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up, who will care about little people like them.

Just when Kithara Sosuke was thinking boredly, a vigorous figure had climbed up to the sentry post where he was, and the howling wind perfectly covered everything for the assassin.

The soldiers of the special agent company slowly approached Kitahara Sosuke from behind. The tired little boy didn't notice anything unusual at all. He patted Kitahara Sosuke on the shoulder politely and gracefully.

This little day, I thought my companion had woken up early and wanted to go to bed instead of him, so I turned around without warning.

Kitahara Sosuke was greeted by a lightning-fast fist, which hit him hard between his legs.

Just before the scream could be heard, a big hand covered his mouth.

 Following that, a pitch black bayonet pierced his thigh first. As he fell to his knees, he stabbed upward into his throat.

 A few seconds later, the soldier from the special agent company turned the bayonet stuck in the Japanese's throat expressionlessly, and left after making sure that the enemy in front of him could no longer make a sound.

Kitahara Sosuke used the last bit of strength before he died to look at Sato Hidenaka in the sentry post. He was still praying that his companions could save him.

 The scene inside the house cut off his last hope. The person who just attacked him also had companions.

The unknown enemy first grasped the bayonet with both hands and raised it high, and stabbed Sato Shunaka fiercely in the back.

 As soon as Shunaka Sato uttered the first syllable, his mouth was covered.

 At the same time, the bayonet drawn out drew a beautiful arc in the air and was deeply inserted into Sato Shunaka's neck.

 As good partners who stood guard together, their death methods were very similar.

Blood flowed uncontrollably from his neck and mouth. He wanted to speak but was choked and couldn't say anything.

The soldier who completed the mission spat at the corpse with a cold voice: "You really think of this place as your home. It's really ridiculous to be so confident."

 After receiving the signal from the soldiers above that they had succeeded, Zheng Yingqi waved his hand, and three groups of soldiers hidden in the shadows moved towards their respective targets. "quick!"

 “Be careful!”

The second group led by Li Yunlong had a smooth journey and arrived fifty meters in front of the Japanese dormitory without disturbing anyone. He looked at the situation nearby and lowered his voice and said:

 “I’m going to deal with the guardhouse in front of you, you can take action based on my situation.”

Lao Li slowly moved forward along the shadows caused by the lights. When he got closer, he saw through the glass that the Japanese in the guard room were sleeping soundly wrapped in their own shit-yellow military coats. Even the 38-year-old cover had been thrown aside. .

 He waved to the soldiers behind him, motioning for them to come forward.

“Everyone! Get grenades ready! Take your shooting positions! Listen to my orders and prepare to attack!”

 The submachine gun carried by the special agent company is light, short and compact, making it more flexible and convenient to use in narrow areas.

Even if the Japs wake up and fight with them, the secret service company still has a great advantage in this kind of terrain.

  The combat distance is between tens of meters, and the precise shooting method becomes unimportant. What the enemy and we compete for is the rate of fire, firepower density, and firepower persistence.

  The submachine gun is very balanced in these three aspects. It has a large magazine capacity and a combat rate of fire higher than that of a light machine gun. It can completely suppress the enemy's firepower.

Following Li Yunlong's order, the soldiers of the special agent company each found their positions.

 Some were lying on the roadside, some were standing in corners, and some were leaning against the wall. Their guns were pointed directly at the Japanese dormitory.

 Click!

With the uniform sound of gun bolts being pulled, all seventy-five submachine gun bullets were loaded.

Li Yunlong waved his hand, and more than 20 soldiers opened the fuses of the grenades.

 After a short wait, more than twenty wooden-handled grenades smashed through the windows and were thrown into the room.

Originally, Lao Li wanted every soldier to throw a grenade, but whoever thought about it later discovered that his plan was entirely to kill mosquitoes with cannons.

 At that time, it will not only be a waste, but also may accidentally injure one's own people.

 Boom boom boom····

In an instant, the enemy's dormitory was filled with flames, and violent explosions were mixed with crackling sounds of burning.

 The powerful shock wave blew away all the windows and doors, and these illegal buildings were almost shattered into pieces in the explosion.

Although Li Yunlong didn't think that any little devil could survive such a violent explosion. But just in case, he sent a dozen soldiers to check.

As expected, more than twenty offensive grenades with abundant materials were sent directly to them to meet the locusts.

 Half of the remaining soldiers were sent by him to control the hospital to prevent possible counterattacks by the wounded soldiers inside. The other half was sent by him to the warehouse to collect supplies, and those medicines were also one of the purposes of the trip.

After the fighting started, some Japanese soldiers ran out of the hospital, but most of them didn't even have weapons.

Facing these old, weak, sick and disabled, the soldiers of the second group showed no mercy at all.

More than twenty submachine guns opened fire at the same time, and a gorgeous fire net covered the devils, tearing them apart like a downpour of bullets.

 The snow was stained red with blood. These people hardly caused any trouble to the second group. Only two soldiers were slightly injured.

This was the most painful beating Li Yunlong had ever had. As long as there was a Japanese enemy, he would slug it out, and the bullets would be shot out along with all the resentment he had accumulated over the past few days.

Ask for everything!

This book can be ranked first on the category new book list only because of everyone's support. I want to work harder and see if I can be on the new book list.

The old guys in the group all say that the military has no cards, so let’s all work hard together

 (End of this chapter)