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A few years ago, the vanguard troops had raided the French army in Southeast Asia. The sharp knife knew in his heart that even if these guys were dozing off, he couldn't take it lightly. Because of the long-term battle, they had developed a good habit. Watching the wind, they are also half awake and half asleep when they are sleeping, and they have hardly fallen asleep. As long as there is a slight disturbance, they will immediately be alert and enter the fighting state as quickly as possible.

It is understood that this kind of dormancy habit of sleeping faster and waking up faster has become very common in the French army, not to mention that the military quality of the guards in front of them is much higher than that of ordinary soldiers.Of course, this should also be the most basic military quality that combat soldiers of any army must possess.

The intelligence showed that it was correct, this barracks was a logistics supply station for the British and French coalition forces.It is adjacent to the two mountain areas and is on the Little Molin River, so it is very convenient for the forward positions to obtain supplementary ammunition, grain and oil at any time.In the French army, there are probably many hidden logistics supply stations like this. It seems that the stubborn French have done their homework and will spend a long time with the Germans.

Putting down the binoculars, the sharp knife frowned. The defense system of this barracks is almost impeccable. Rescuing the target from here is tantamount to taking meat from the tiger's mouth.

At this time, the rain has already fallen a lot, but the continuous drizzle is still falling non-stop, showing no sign of stopping.

A gust of bone-piercing cold wind hit, the sharp knife couldn't help shivering a few times, instinctively knocked his teeth twice, subconsciously curled up, wrapped the camouflage cloak around his body even tighter, only felt that the blood all over his body was Has solidified.

He gritted his teeth hard, slightly stretched out his curled body, took a deep breath, and stretched his tense muscles a few times, which was a bit of relaxation.I looked down at the military watch, oops!It's 1 o'clock in the morning, time flies so fucking fast.

The sharp knife beat his forehead, calmly trying to figure out the enemy's situation, the face painted in camouflage was as cold as a piece of ice, and the two black and clear eyes were staring straight at the military camp under the mountain through the binoculars .

At this time, the thoughts in his mind were surging like a sea tide.

The biggest problem now is that it is still unclear exactly where the target is being held.

Now he really regrets why he couldn't leave a living person for torture just now, maybe he can gain something.But the problem is that the three sentinels just now are all veterans, very cunning, and in that critical situation, he has no certainty of catching him alive.

however……

Is the information deciphered by the Imperial Security Bureau from the French military codes really reliable?

Shao Lizhuo must be imprisoned by the enemy in this logistics supply station?

or……

What if the target has been killed or diverted by the enemy?

If there is an intelligence error, wouldn't it be a waste of time to fetch water from a bamboo basket?

If this is the enemy's plan to kill two birds with one stone, wouldn't it be tantamount to throwing oneself into a trap?

In fact, Jiandao had these doubts long before he set off, but he couldn't express his doubts, and he couldn't even indulge himself to doubt.Because he leads an army that is stronger than steel.

Time slipped away from him minute by minute, without any intention of waiting for him.

It must be successful, otherwise, even if you kill yourself, you will not be able to make up for the tragic consequences caused by your own whim and self-sufficiency.He gave himself a death order!

So, holding the rifle, he bent his waist and arched his back, and under the cover of night rain, thatch and bushes, he quietly moved towards the target site below the hillside.

After crawling tens of meters forward in an S-shape, he smoothly touched a low-lying grass a foot away from the barracks.

After hiding his figure, he searched the barracks ahead with all his eyesight through the gaps in the grass blades.

In the dark night, under the flickering lights, the barracks was deadly silent, except for the beeping sound of raindrops on the plants and utensils, not even a cough or a sneeze could be heard.

Everything was surprisingly peaceful, almost unbelievable.This surprisingly calm is not a good omen, the calmer the sea, the more murderous it is.

Jiandao's heart began to fluctuate again, but he soon calmed down again. "Fuck it, even if it's a trap with no return, what can I do? If I die, I will pull dozens of French people to back me up."

With a sharp knife in his heart, he quickly squatted up and was about to touch the trench a foot away.Just moved a few feet forward, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly found a shadowy human figure moving towards this side on the left.

Grandma's is the enemy's mobile sentry on night shift, his mind is running fast and he realizes that danger is approaching him!

He hurriedly lay back in the grass, the sound of rain and wind covering up the sound of his clothes flapping the blades of grass.At the same time, he slowly turned his face to the side, fixed his eyes on the moving whistle that was gradually approaching in the distance, his cruel eyes were like two sharp knives.

In front of him was the dim light in the camp, behind him was the bright lightning in the western sky, the sharp knife remained motionless, and watched as two figures walked towards this side, one in front of the other.

I haven't dealt with these old friends for five years, and reunited after a long absence, Jian Dao feels that these old friends are still so annoying and disgusting.The sharp knife lay motionless in the grass, his whole body tightly pressed against the muddy ground, his limbs curled up in the camouflage cloak, and he held the corner of the cloak between his fingers, for fear that a gust of wind would blow it up.

At this time, the sharp knife was already clearly visible. The two sentries were wearing raincoats, with Sharp rifles slung across their shoulders, walking past them lazily and in small steps, looking very comfortable.

Exhaling lightly, the sharp knife was thinking about how to deal with these two people.Suddenly, one of them, who looked like a skinny monkey, walked less than ten steps away, turned around suddenly, like a hound smelling something, and quickly walked towards the grass where the sharp knife was hidden.

The next moment, the sharp knife's heart rose to the top of his throat, and he held the handle of the dagger tightly, preparing to deal with the opponent as soon as possible if the hidden form was revealed.

Strange to say, the skinny monkey-like guy stopped two feet away from the sharp knife, and stopped there, as if looking towards the hillside when the sharp knife came.Jiandao was really worried that the disguise on his body was exposed, his temples were throbbing, and he secretly visited the sentry from the corner of his eyes.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning from the sky illuminated the vast sky as bright as day!

A sullen and shriveled face, a pair of vicious and ferocious eyes were quickly captured in his pupils.Those nasty cross-eyed eyes were greedily and vigilantly staring at the grass where the sharp knife was hiding.

ps: Thank you for your support over the past month. Tomorrow is the National Day. I wish you a happy holiday, good health and a happy life!Starting from the vanguard troops, some heroic plots will be added gradually. I hope everyone will like it. Comments and suggestions are welcome to put forward at any time. I will seriously improve it.

Soaring Front: The First World War Chapter 332 One Man's War 4 (Happy National Day everyone)

The sharp knife held his breath and remained motionless.After cross-eyed staring into the grass for a moment, he turned his gaze to the hillside again. His ears were trembling slightly, as if he was listening intently.Although the sharp knife can't see it, it can sense every move of cross-eyed with intuition and spirituality.

The tense atmosphere lasted for two to three minutes. Another tall guy looked at Crosseyed standing there suspiciously and didn't know what he was doing, so he impatiently rebuked Crosseyed.Jiandao is very anxious, because every minute of the current time is precious to him.

"Squad deputy, let me make it easier for you first." Cross-eyed asked the tall man for instructions.French is not a problem at all for the sharp knife, and every soldier in the sharp knife can master at least five international common languages.

At this moment, the sharp knife clearly heard the sound of Crosseye unbuttoning his trouser belt.Damn it, the bastard is going to pee.Wow... Wow... Wow... He was still crying in his heart, a stream of steaming urine broke through the cold raindrops and sprinkled on the grass in front of him, exuding a disgusting stench.

After cross-eyed venting, he calmly put the thing into his trousers, tightened his belt, and swaggered away.

Jiandao finally heaved a sigh of relief, and raised his head. Through the lightning in the night sky, he saw Crosseye and the tall man gossiping, one after the other, walking into the distance.At this moment, the blazing murderous intent rushed straight to the top door from the dantian, and he couldn't hold back even if he wanted to.He resolutely decided to use these two night watch mobile whistles first to warm up his body.

In order to deal with these two guys cleanly, he gently put the two rifles aside, untied the cuff button of his left hand, and pulled out a sharp short knife from his waist with his right hand. The blade of the short knife was in the shape of a sword. Both sides of the blade have longitudinally strengthened ribs, with concave blood grooves on both sides of the ribs, and the handle is brown hardwood.This knife has not drank the blood of the enemy for many years, but the blade is still shining!

The two sentinels had just walked more than ten steps away, beeping and clattering as if they were shouting something, completely unaware of the murderous intent behind them.In just four or five seconds, the sharp knife sneaked to the position less than two meters behind Cross Eyed like a ghost.The two doomed fellows were only focused on quarreling, and they didn't even know that their own death was coming.

Immediately, the sharp knife leaped towards Cross Eye like a bolt of lightning.Just as Cross Eyed noticed a strong cold wind coming from the back of his head, before he could change his mind, the left hand of the sharp knife closed his mouth tightly, and there was a muffled "poof", and a sharp bayonet was slanted Inserting it through his back, avoiding the ribs with scalpel precision, and piercing straight through the lungs.This kind of killing technique is the specialty of the vanguard troops.

Cross-eyed opened his mouth wide, wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound, just panting heavily, the muscles of his whole body were contracting violently, scarlet blood gurgled from the wound on his back, and flowed along the blood grooves on both sides of the blade. Obscene, his thin body suddenly collapsed as if falling apart.

The tall man walking in front was obviously a veteran soldier who had experienced war and beatings, and his reaction was surprisingly fast.The moment the bayonet of the sharp knife pierced the cross-eyed, he immediately turned around, and while moving quickly to the left, pointed the muzzle of the Sharp rifle at the sharp knife.This guy's individual combat ability is indeed remarkable, but it's a pity that he ran into a bad star tonight!

At this time, it was too late for the sharp knife to rush over, and his right hand was still supporting the dead cross-eyed cock. Just as the tall man turned around, his left arm suddenly swung away, and a short sharp arrow shot out from his sleeve angrily, tearing the There was a dense drizzle, and with the cold light and strong wind, he rushed towards the tall sentinel.

"Pfft", there was another horrible muffled sound.

Immediately afterwards, the tall sentinel let out a small, mournful grunt, but it was immediately silenced by the sound of wind and rain.An inch-long sleeve arrow with the thickness of chopsticks was stuck obliquely on his throat.The arrow tip pierced the throat, and the scarlet, slender bloody arrow shot two or three meters away.

In an emergency where you can't shoot, the Hidden Arrow is the best choice for a sharp knife!

He looked up and glanced, "Grass, I'm really lucky." It turned out that this was a shadowy area, and there was no searchlight installed on the tower at all, otherwise the scene just now might be spotted by the watchmen.

Next, the problem before him was how to clear the lookout posts on the four towers.You must know that these four lookout posts are condescending and can see every plant and tree in the camp clearly, especially the four machine guns with powerful firepower, huge coverage, and extremely lethal power are even more frightening.

He squatted in the trench with thick mud and water, staring at the lookout post on the tower closest to him, he gently pulled the bolt of the gun and loaded the bullet, but he didn't take action for a long time, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, a bright flash of lightning tore through the dark night sky, and the sharp knife quickly lifted his upper body from the bunker, aiming the muzzle of the Huaxia Type 95 rifle at the lookout post on the tower.Although the lightning flashed and disappeared, it was enough for him to lock the target.Immediately afterwards, a thunderclap resounded through the sky.In this short tenth of a second, the index finger of the sharp knife pulled the trigger at the same time, and with the sound of "click" when the firing pin fired the barrel, the black shadow on the tower could be vaguely seen as if it was suddenly shocked by an electric shock. He tilted his head back as if, and fell down on all fours, splashing Lao Gao with a puddle of colorless liquid.

After knocking down the lookout post on the south side without any effort, the sharp knife continued to search for the best concealment and shooting point in the ditch, and followed the same pattern to solve the other three towers.Whenever the lightning strikes, he will lock on the target at the right time, and then kill it with a single blow when the thunder roars.