Devil's Army

At 5:30 in the morning, the loud wake-up call sounded. The special forces members who were still sleeping in their clothes jumped up, turned around and quickly folded their quilts, picked up their weapons and helmets beside the bed, and quickly ran to the entrance of the ancestral hall to gather.

At this time, Leng Feng was already standing at the door of the ancestral hall, looking at his watch from time to time.

Eleven minutes later, all the former guerrillas gathered at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

"It took 11 minutes to assemble today, which is 7 minutes less than the first time. It's an improvement, but it's still far from enough. We must complete the assembly within 3 minutes, and we need to train more in the future." Leng Feng whispered.

"Yes," the special forces members responded in unison.

"Yes," the former guerrillas responded sleepily and yawned.

"One team, report."

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, ... 18."

"Report to the captain, there are 20 people in a team, 2 guards, and 18 people are actually here. Report completed." Gray Wolf stepped forward, saluted and replied.

"Team Two, report."

"1, 2, 3, 4... 18."

"Comrades, are you afraid of the Japanese?" Leng Feng asked after Wen Lang from the second squad reported the number.

"Don't be afraid." The team members replied.

Leng Feng half-squinted his eyes, glanced at the team members and said, "You say one thing and mean another. Are you really not afraid of the Japanese?"

"A little scared."

"Afraid" that there would be a little commotion among the team members.

"These devils are too cruel."

"It's right to be afraid, it's human nature. But is fear useful? If you are afraid of them, is it enough for you not to provoke them?" Leng Feng continued.

"Look at the more than 400 fellow villagers who were massacred by them. Which one of them provoked the Japanese? Which one offended the Japanese? None of them! But they were all killed for no reason! So it is useless for us to just be afraid. We must fight the Japanese until they are afraid of us and dare not provoke us!" The former guerrillas nodded one after another.

"Then how can we make the Japanese afraid of us and not dare to provoke us? We must make ourselves strong. Only when we are strong enough will the Japanese be afraid of us and not dare to come and cause trouble for us."

"It's 5:42 now. Everyone check your firearms and equipment, and set off at 6 o'clock. Our target is the hillside around the corner outside the village."

The special forces members pulled the bolts of their guns and checked their weapons. The former guerrillas also followed suit, pulling the bolts and feeling around.

"A-choo" a gust of cold wind blew over, and a former guerrilla fighter couldn't help but sneeze.

"Everyone, stand at attention, rest, stand at attention. The target is the truck under the tree in front, run!" Leng Feng ordered.

A strong Siberian cold wave has arrived in the past few days, and the weather is still quite cold in the morning and evening. The former guerrillas only wore a single layer of clothing and were very likely to catch a cold.

Since there were 25 guerrillas, and only 15 military coats were captured from the devils, Leng Feng ordered:

"Five former guerrillas stood at the back of each row, while the others put on the Japanese's cotton coats."

"What? Wearing the yellow skin of the Japanese? I won't wear it." He Guihua was the first to disobey. Other former guerrillas also said:

"I won't wear the devil's yellow skin either."

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"You all don't want to wear the Japanese's cotton coats, right?" Leng Feng asked as his sharp eyes swept across the face of the former guerrilla fighter.

"Yes," the former guerrillas responded in a low voice without confidence.

"Then hand over the weapons you were given yesterday." Leng Feng said coldly.

"Why? These weapons were captured from the Japanese!"

"Were those military coats given to you by the devils? Were they not captured?"

The former guerrillas were speechless.

"Put it on, stop wasting time." He Guihua was still quick and efficient. She found a small-sized Japanese army coat and put it on.

Seeing that the captain did the same, the former guerrillas also began to put on suitable military coats outside their clothes.

The bow-legged ones were shorter than the tall ones, which made the tall one anxious. He wore two pieces of clothing, and the sleeves got stuck, which made him look weird. He scratched his head, walked over and said to Leng Feng:

"Captain, these clothes are too small. Can you give this one to another team member? Then I can find a bigger one to wear?"

Leng Feng nodded. Then the big guy threw a yellow coat of the Japanese to a member standing at the back of their team:

"Shitou, this one is for you."

"Everyone," Leng Feng ordered again after the team members changed their clothes:

"Tear off the epaulettes from your shoulders, and each of you take a steel helmet and scrape off the five-pointed star on it."

After everyone got dressed and put on their helmets, Leng Feng looked at his watch. It was 5:52. So he gave another order:

"Everyone disperse!"

Everyone dispersed in confusion, not knowing what the captain was up to.

"Gather." Seeing everyone dispersed, Leng Feng ordered again.

Everyone rushed to Leng Feng and lined up.

"It took four minutes this time, but it's still not enough. We need to continue." Leng Feng looked at his watch and said after all the team members were lined up.

"I'll emphasize the combat order again: When my gun fires, the grenade throwers in the first trench will immediately throw grenades at the Japanese. After throwing three rounds of grenades, retreat to the second trench through the trenches on both sides. After retreating to the second trench, lie down in the second trench and do not raise your heads at any time. Do you understand?"

"I hear you clearly." The bombardiers responded loudly.

"Do you still remember the order of dropping bombs? You two repeat it!" Leng Feng pointed at the bombardiers in front of the two teams and ordered.

"Pull the safety ring first, then knock it on the ground and then throw it out." The two bombers answered in unison.

"Okay." Leng Feng looked at his watch and saw it was five fifty-nine, so he ordered, "Everyone, turn left, aim for the hillsides on both sides of the corner outside the village, and run forward!"