Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Chapter 70 Five-star Locust: Yamamoto! Eat my 406 naval gun!

 July 2, 1940, half past twelve in the morning.

As the saying goes, seven falls and eight rises. Generally, Shanxi Province enters the rainy season in July. Recently, it rains almost every day. And it is mainly heavy rain, with heavy rainfall and strong convective weather accounting for the majority.

Still five kilometers away from Yangcun, Yamamoto, who was wearing Shaobao, signaled his special forces members to stop advancing. The leader of the first combat team beside him immediately stepped forward with a map.

 After the two of them confirmed that the direction was correct, they prepared to find a place nearby to rest.

 The sultry weather after the rain made Yamamoto frown. In order to raid the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, they calculated and brought as much ammunition as possible.

 Although the clothes they wore were very breathable, they couldn't bear to wear body armor. In order to ensure the survivability of each special operations team member, they wore heavy body armor.

At this time, all the members of the special agent team looked like they had been fished out of a sauna. Yamamoto looked at the watch on his hand and ordered:

“As planned, we will rest for an hour and a half, and a group of people will go out to keep alert, and everyone will be ready to fight at any time.”

 Following his order, the first combat group took the lead in taking action. They separated four people and spread around, staying on guard in a hidden place with a clear view.

 Other team members followed the original battle plan and lurked into the woods planned in advance.

In order to carry out this attack, Yamamoto Kazuki specially sent his team members some time ago, disguised as ordinary people of the Republic of China, to come here to survey the terrain.

 The purpose of this is to have a resting place at every section of the way to the Eighth Route Army headquarters.

After receiving the signal that everything was safe, the Japanese from Yamamoto's special team began to rest where they were. They took out water bottles to replenish water.

At this time, Yamamoto was in a bad mood. Originally, the First Army of the North China Front stationed in Jin Province had made new breakthroughs in detection technology, and even developed a centimeter-wave radar.

This new type of radar that can use microwaves allows their First Army to detect signals sent by old radios. Originally, they had locked the specific location of the Eighth Route Army headquarters.

Unexpectedly, the enemy seemed to have discovered their intention, and immediately upgraded the radio system, causing them to lose their target.

Originally, Yamamoto's special agent team was going to carry out a retaliatory attack on the Eighth Route Army at the end of March. However, the senior officials of the First Army believed that the enemy's headquarters had been moved, and a rash attack might lead to an ambush by the enemy.

 Fortunately, the Republic of China's army is not monolithic. Their so-called second theater has many factions. Although it took some time to obtain new information, the accurate location was eventually obtained.

When he learned that the Eighth Route Army headquarters had not been transferred, Yamamoto Kazuki almost couldn't help but use his command knife to chop Hirata Masaru, the deputy chief of staff, who was laughing at him.

At that time, the traditional spirit of Army Red Deer was constantly eroding his mind, but he was finally pulled back by Shinozuka Yoshio.

Yamamoto Kazuki looked at Masabu Hirata's joking eyes, and he secretly determined to impress this man who looked down on special operations and looked down on himself.

 They are special forces who learn from the Three Virtues and are carefully selected and trained. People can speak fluent Russian/American English/British English, and their special agents work hard to practice local dialects.

And Yamamoto Kazuki firmly believes in one thing, that is, what special operations requires is to get things done without firing a shot. The sound of a gun directly declares the mission failed.

 In his opinion, there were only a few people in the entire Republic of China region who were worthy of his help.

Although the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army in Shanxi Province was still not interested, in order to avenge the shame of General Yoshio Shinozuka, who admired him, he was willing to surrender his identity and launch an attack.

Yamamoto Kazuki’s thoughts are understood by only two people in the world. One is Yoshio Shinozuka. He thinks that his love will have this ability, but lacks a stage, so he is doing his best to help the Yamamoto Agent Team.

 The other person is Huang He. Although he is not a commander, he is a traverser. In his opinion, this Yamamoto looked very much like a Japanese pirate who wielded a samurai sword during the Ming Dynasty. He claims to be a ninth-level swordsman and wants to draw his sword to compete with others.

Why is he the founder of special operations? Did the predecessor of SAS agree?

  Special forces do not have the concealment and targeting required at all, so they can fight independently from the field army? Why don't you go to heaven?

Masuko's advance team found out that the target was still calling for air strikes. You, a small unit of 80 people, are shouting to kill this person and kill that person every day. Why are you there?

And with Yamamoto Kazuki’s mentality of not paying attention to anyone except Yoshio Shinozuka, he was still playing with Li Yunlong in Jin Province in 1943?

 Huang He thought that with this guy’s arrogance, he should go to the Pacific battlefield to fight against the Ugly Kingdom, assassinate MacCaesar, and eat Iowa’s 406 naval guns.

 Why didn’t you go? Because he doesn't deserve it!

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 An hour and a half later, Yamamoto Kazuki got up on time. This is the time when people who stay up late are most sleepy, and it is also the most suitable time for them to take action.

 He wiped the sweat from his head and looked at the special team members around him.

“Check weapons and equipment, deal with traces on the scene, and everyone is ready to go.”

The five-kilometer field march with heavy loads was just a daily training component for their special team. In less than forty minutes, they arrived at the outskirts of Yang Village.

 He took out his map and took a look at it to make sure that there were no accidents on his group's route.

Although this is a village where ordinary people live in the Republic of China, it is very close to Daxia Bay, the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army. Yamamoto Kazuki is very cautious in every action.

He sent a few special forces team members to conduct forward reconnaissance to see what was going on in the village. He would not mind passing through the village if conditions permitted.

 After all, the equipment they carry is not that light, so it would be better if they can save their physical strength.

However, Kong Jie’s layout here is also very careful, with fixed sentries, mobile sentries and hidden sentries all available.

The commanding heights of the village are covered with clear sentries, responsible for controlling the entire village. In the event of an accident, the soldiers will immediately issue a warning and request support.

The mobile sentry patrols various small roads and forks in the village and other prescribed areas to prevent enemies with strong lurking ability from sneaking into the village.

 Hand Kongjie, the secret sentry, arranged two.

The reason why the layout is so detailed is to prevent the Japanese from jumping over the wall and attacking Yangcun directly. If there is any situation, it is necessary to wake up the sleeping comrades in time.

In the same way, if Yamamoto, a Japanese soldier, chooses to walk on a cliff to hide, then each sentry post needs to wake up his comrades to ambush under the cliff after the battle begins.

 A few minutes later, all the special forces members responsible for exploring the path withdrew. Listening to their reports, Yamamoto nodded with satisfaction.

In his opinion, the security force deployed by the Eighth Route Army stationed in the village ahead was excellent. Although it was not perfect, even his special agent team could not pass silently.

This made Yamamoto a little more interested. After all, in his opinion, only challenges can highlight the uniqueness of special operations.

Just approaching Daxia Bay, I encountered guards of this level. In his opinion, this was a stage tailor-made for their Yamamoto special agent team.

Once the raid is completed and the head of the local leader is successfully returned to Taiyang, it will be time for him to make a name for himself and slap Hirata Shogun in the face.

The Eighth Route Army, which has lost its command, will certainly not be able to withstand the iron hoofs of the locust army! He seemed to see the moment when special operations were promoted to the entire army.

   I am going farther and farther on the road of clickbait

 (End of this chapter)