Chapter 912 Frustrated by Touching the Whistle

From their current position, Shang Zhen and the others could see the end of the low slope. Shang Zhen looked at the platoon leader and the second platoon leader and led three more veterans as they hunched forward.

They were going to touch the Japanese sentry.

Hao Xiazi didn't let him, Shang Zhen, participate in it, so he naturally wouldn't recommend himself. After all, it's very difficult to touch the whistle, especially when it's not dark yet.

Shang Zhen is an out-and-out veteran, but just because he is a veteran, he is now more and more careful when killing enemies, because he has already seen the dangers on the battlefield.

He thinks that the only person who can survive on the battlefield even though he is shouting loudly is a hard-working person like Hu Zhuzhu!

But even if Hu Zhuzi's life was tough, it was because Hu Zhuzi had joined their group. If it hadn't been for the advice from other veterans, only God would have known how many times Hu Zhuzi's tiger had died.

"Grab my crossbow!" The old man who also watched the others leave muttered angrily.

The reason why Big Old Man feels unfair is not only because Hao Xiazi and the veterans stole his crossbow, but also because he actually wanted to go up and touch the whistle.

But Li Qingfeng, who had already seen through his mind, just glared at him, and the old fool said nothing.

Although Qingfeng Li did not have the experience of a veteran like Shang Zhen, he would never volunteer to lead the big boss to the top.

When it comes to self-recommendation, if you do well, it will certainly be your credit. If you don't do well, you will definitely be blamed.

The old man was looking at the back of the veteran who was bending forward with his crossbow, but what Shang Zhen was curious about was the second platoon leader.

Shang Zhen noticed that the second platoon leader under Hao Xiazi was holding something similar to the ancient meteor hammer.

The thing was actually a rope. One end was held by the veteran, but the other end of the rope was tied with a black thing the size of a fist.

Shang Zhen guessed that the thing should be an iron lump, which was coiled up by a rope.

This should be the guy that the second platoon leader said just now can knock the Japanese army into obedience.

Huh? It's a bit interesting to use it as a cold weapon.

Shang Zhen imagined how this guy should be used. Why does he feel that this thing is like a tool for grazing cattle and sheep.

It should be that in the vast wilderness that day, some cattle and sheep were being herded far away. The herder, no matter whether it was a shepherd boy or a shepherd girl, stood on a high place and shouted, then pulled the rope and drew the thing in a circle. He got up, and after a few rapid circles, he let go of his hand suddenly, and the thing flew out like a broom star with Yiba, and hit the cow and sheep, thus causing the cow and sheep to " circle" back.

This thing really requires speed, strength, and power, but can it be thrown accurately?

Shang Zhen couldn't help but shake his head. There were so many capable people and strangers in the world, and he couldn't name them.

However, since the second platoon leader said so confidently before, it seems that they are inseparable.

Now Shang Zhen can only think like this.

If you don't become a householder, you don't have to worry about the money, rice, oil and salt. If Hao Xiazi didn't let him go, then he won't go.

The battle is full of unknowns and variables. Shang Zhen understands that even those who are more patient than him, let alone himself, dare not say that the whistle blowing is 100% successful.

If Hao Xiazi's people can successfully detect the whistle, then Shang Zhen will naturally be happy to see it happen.

Shang Zhen watched the soldiers disappear at the foot of the gentle slope.

You definitely need to wait for the opportunity to touch the whistle. Although the sky is getting increasingly hazy now and the air is even beginning to be filled with the smell of water, it is still daytime after all.

Shang Zhen waited with Hao Xiazi and the others for more than half an hour. Finally, Hao Xiazi became a little restless, and then they saw someone bending down and running back at the foot of the gentle slope, but that person was still the same observation post from before.

"Company Commander, no, we don't have a chance to take action. The Japs on top of the broken brick kiln and the Japs in the room next to them can see each other." The soldier reported.

They are all veterans. When the soldier said this, both Hao Xiazi and Shang Zhen understood.

It turned out that the four Japanese observation posts in two groups could see each other!

Without firing, it would be useless no matter who went up. Cold weapons could only kill two Japanese soldiers at the same time.

As long as the remaining two Japanese soldiers found out that their companions nearby were in trouble, they would definitely fire warning shots, and their whistle-blowing mission would have failed.

Failure to touch the sentry would mean a strong attack on the Japanese army in the village. In that case, with the Japanese army's marksmanship, Hao Xiazizi Company was destined to suffer heavy casualties.

"Let's go." Blind Hao said, and he wanted to go ahead to see the situation in person.

But he just moved a little and said, "Young man from the Northeast, come with me."

What Shang Zhen could say, he could only follow.

When he followed Blind Hao forward, he heard movement behind him. When he turned around, he saw his three people, Qingfeng Li, Big Old Ben and Wang Xiaodan following them.

Just follow him, Shang Zhen knows that he has found a treasure by recycling Qingfeng Li and Big Old Man. These two people are the kind of strangers in the world.

After a while, Shang Zhen, who was lying under the gentle slope to secretly observe the situation on the other side, retracted his head.

And right next to that, there was now a group of people lying down. There was an observation post left at the same place. Five more people passed by before, and this time five more people passed by.

"Is there any good way?" At this time, Blind Hao didn't want to be angry with Shang Zhen anymore, but he started to seek Shang Zhen's opinion.

"What else can I do besides waiting for dark?" Shang Zhen replied in a low voice.

There are four Japanese sentries, and they sit in groups of two and wait and see each other. If they attack them by force, they can of course be captured, but it is almost impossible to kill them quietly.

"Fuck, what if I ask you when it gets dark?" Blind Hao said angrily.

But what's the use of blind Hao being angry? This is a fight, not a wish. There is no such thing as a wish coming true!

Shang Zhen was speechless.

Who would have thought that the Japanese army would put four sentries? If there were only two or the other parties were together, then he could also use the method of throwing stones to ask for directions to attract the attention of the Japanese army.

But now the Japanese army has four people and two observation points. If Shang Zhen dares to throw a stone, a group of Japanese soldiers will probably find them hiding under this gentle slope.

"The gunfire from behind is getting weaker and weaker!" At this moment, Blind Hao, who was also at his wits' end, sighed in a low voice.

And it was only at this time that Shang Zhen understood what Blind Hao was thinking.

Yes, Blind Hao has many shortcomings, even serious ones.

However, Blind Hao also has the advantage that he did not want to make unnecessary sacrifices when he led his troops to retreat, but now that there is a chance, he also wants to share the worries of his own people behind him.

There were three villages in a Z-shaped formation. When the two villages in the back heard that there was no movement in front, they must have thought that all their companies had been killed. This was undoubtedly a blow to the confidence of the people behind.

But now Hao Xiazi wants to make a big noise to tell his people that we are still there and we are still fighting the Japanese army!

Everyone lying down on the gentle slope was silent, and the atmosphere was really depressing.

But at this moment, the old man suddenly let out a light sigh.

When and where is this? How can you still make noise?

Even Shang Zhen, who had always been good-tempered, turned around and glared at the old fool, but at the same time, Shang Zhen felt like he was hit by water droplets on his face.

Um? Is it raining?

When Shang Zhen looked up, many more raindrops fell.

"The opportunity has come, it's raining." Shang Zhen was just stunned for a moment before he said happily in a low voice.