Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

Yamamoto Ikki's special operations concept was not well received within the Japanese army. Lin Qiang had told everyone about this a long time ago.

When they heard that Lin Qiang was going to send a special forces team to give Yamamoto Ikki a gift, everyone knew what Lin Qiang was planning.

Since the Japanese do not agree with the concept of special operations and think it is ridiculous, I, Lin Qiang, will use practical actions to tell you that this concept is useful and applicable to operations of any scale.

This is equivalent to slapping the Japanese in the face and disgusting Yamamoto Ikki at the same time.

Tell him that it’s not that special operations are not suitable, but that there is a problem with Yamamoto Ikki’s command and methods.

With this idea, everyone agreed. Lin Qiang turned to look at the special forces captain Duan Peng, waiting for his opinion.

"Old Duan, the battalion commander is waiting for your answer!"

"what?"

Duan Peng came back to his senses and said, "Just now I was thinking about how to make Yamamoto Ikki so angry that he vomited blood. I thought about it a little too deeply. Captain, I think this can be done."

"Both sides are currently resting and recuperating. The Japanese believe we won't attack rashly, so they must be focusing their defense on the front. I'll lead the special forces to bypass the front. As long as we find the Japanese command post, I'll be able to snipe and kill their officers."

Lin Qiang smiled with satisfaction after hearing this: "Okay, you can arrange the operation yourself this time. I only have one request, pick the highest-level sniper for me."

"no problem!"

……

After Duan Peng returned, he carefully selected the members of the special forces team. They waited until the night covered the earth before the special forces team set out under the cover of darkness.

They avoided the layers of Japanese defense along the way and penetrated into the enemy's rear with their agility and excellent camouflage skills. Along the way, they encountered several patrols arranged by the Japanese on the periphery, but they were all resolved quietly.

By observing the illumination of the fire, the special forces finally found the place that was suspected to be the Japanese command post.

Duan Peng carefully observed the surrounding movements through the telescope and found that the defense was extremely tight. In addition, the temperature was very low at night, so the Japanese officers would keep warm in the tents.

Those who are still starving and freezing outside at this time are just ordinary Japanese soldiers, the kind that can kill several people with one volley of bullets on the battlefield. They are worthless.

"Pass it on, no one is allowed to make any moves without my order. Even if you want to fart, you have to hold it back!"

Ever since the spy came out of the special forces, Duan Peng has been hammering the steel repeatedly as if he was forging a sharp dagger, just to get the best fine iron.

During the one-month rest period, the special forces team conducted high-intensity training every day. Duan Peng, who has a forward-thinking mind, knows the limits of the team members and knows when to stop training.

There will be no situation where players are ruined or become useless through training.

Moreover, the special forces have been formed for such a long time that those with poor physical fitness and poor psychological endurance have long been eliminated. It is no exaggeration to say that those who can stay are the best among the independent battalion soldiers.

I dare not say that I can defeat a hundred alone, but on the battlefield, in terms of individual combat capability, a team of a dozen or twenty Japanese devils can easily defeat them.

In order to ensure that there are no more spies in the team, Duan Peng used various methods within a month. Anyone with weak willpower would not be able to withstand his training methods.

The result satisfied him. Not only did it confirm that there were no spies in the team, but the combat capabilities of the team members were also improved to a higher level.

In the snow, the team members moved closer to each other and huddled together for warmth.

They took turns observing like this until the next morning, when the Japanese tent was finally opened.

"Captain, there's a situation!"

As soon as Duan Peng opened his eyes, he took the telescope and saw three Japanese soldiers in officer uniforms walking out of the tent. They were being helped by several other Japanese soldiers to wash their faces with hot water.

"Damn it! We've been lying here all night, and these bastards are so good! When we get up, someone brings us hot water to wash our faces."

"Captain, do you want to fight?"

Duan Peng shook his head: "Look at the badge on the devil's shoulder. It's the symbol of the devil's colonel rank."

"The colonel is not bad, Captain, I've taken aim."

"What do you know."

Duan Peng stared intently at another Japanese tent and said, "The Japanese soldiers down there are all lined up to Hulukou. There are at least tens of thousands of them, at least three brigades. With just three colonels, they are not qualified to command so many troops in battle."

"I see. The captain means the big fish hasn't taken the bait yet."

"Yes."

Duan Peng put down his binoculars and switched to his sniper rifle to take aim and observe. "We'll see what happens. If these three colonels appear within the sniper kill conditions at the same time, don't let them go."

"Use all the shading cloths. The sun is rising now, so as to avoid being seen by the Japanese and reflected by the sniper lenses."

After waiting for about half an hour, there was finally movement in the other tent. Three Japanese soldiers in officer uniforms walked out of the tent. The three colonels who came out earlier bowed and greeted them.

"Are there any conditions for sniping?"

"Have!"

"Have!"

"Have!"

"no!"

"Ok?"

A team member responded: "Captain, the last target is blocked and I don't have a good shooting condition."

"Captain, are you still waiting?"

Duan Peng made a prompt decision: "No more waiting, confirm the target one last time, count down to three and shoot simultaneously!"

the other side.

In the devil's camp.

When Yamamoto Ikki woke up in the morning, his eyelids were twitching wildly. He was always panicking, thinking that something bad was going to happen.

But nothing happened that night, so he thought it was because he didn't sleep well, or was too anxious to seek revenge on Lin Qiang, so he didn't take it seriously.

It was not until the three major generals walked out of the tent that Yamamoto Ikki's bad premonition reappeared in his heart, and it was stronger than ever.

It was at this moment that he suddenly remembered that the independent battalion also had a similar special forces team, and that it was stronger than the special forces team in all aspects.

If the special forces team can carry out decapitation operations behind enemy lines, then Lin Qiang's special forces team can do the same!

Thinking of this, as a military expert in special operations, Yamamoto Ikki immediately looked around, searching for a place where he could carry out a long-range sniping attack.

The command post was heavily guarded, and Yamamoto didn't believe that any team could rush to it.

The only way to complete a decapitation operation is to use a long-range sniper attack.

When he looked towards the place where Duan Peng and others were ambushing, a sense of crisis came over him.

His experience told him that it was a perfect sniping location, which meant that if there was a sniper there, everyone present would have been targeted.

The sense of crisis prompted him to leave, but Yamamoto Kazuki was inexplicably compelled to look at that place again.

However, it was this one glance that allowed him to see the reflection of the sniper lens.

The sunshade can block the sun's reflection, but it is not absolute.

Yamamoto was at a special angle and was able to see a tiny reflection.

At first, Yamamoto thought it was the reflection of the sun on the snow, but the next second, he felt a huge sense of crisis in his heart.

"Get out of the way, there's a sniper!"

As he shouted this, Yamamoto Ikki pounced on Hirano Wataru and Haradaira Koizumi, who were closest to him, and kicked over the ammunition box next to him the moment he fell to the ground.

The collapsed ammunition box became a good cover, eliminating the risk of being sniped.

At the same time that Yamamoto shouted, Duan Peng ordered to shoot.

The bullet shot towards the target at an unpredictable speed. Except for Yamamoto Ikki, Hirano Wataru and Haradaira Koizumi, the other three did not know until their death how Yamamoto Ikki knew about the existence of the sniper.

"Pity!"

The team members who were aiming at Yamamoto Ikki and others were so angry that they pounded the ground. When the target disappeared, their bullets missed.

"Keep shooting!"

Duan Peng and others fired several shots in succession, sniping and killing the Japanese major and other officers who came over one by one.

Because of the silencer, at this distance the Japanese had no idea where the attack was coming from and could only look around like headless flies.

"Get out!"

Duan Peng led the special forces to retreat quickly, crossed the mountain where the ambush was set, and did not dare to return along the original route.