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At 2:00 AM, the 68th Regiment's field artillery position

The exhausted artillerymen were already fast asleep; they didn't need to worry about nighttime safety—that was the infantry's job.

第三师团是驮马制师团，68联队配备的是野炮兵大队，8门75毫米榴弹炮（2个中队）、4门70毫米步兵炮（1个中队），火力要远强于11师团的联队。

A reinforced infantry squad provided close protection for the artillery position, and two infantry battalions were positioned around them. They had no concerns about their safety whatsoever.

The infantry squad's defense was quite well-organized, with mobile sentries and patrols on the perimeter, and the core position consisting of two Type 3 heavy machine guns and three light machine guns, a strength approaching that of half a company.

The squad leader checked the night watch every two hours, being extremely cautious.

This time, however, their opponents were a reconnaissance company meticulously trained by Zhao Yunwen, similar to a special forces team. Dealing with an enhanced squad would be a complete game-changer.

The reconnaissance platoon split into several groups, and their first task was to deal with the Japanese sentries, both visible and hidden, and to clear out the outer perimeter.

Kikuchi Yuto stared warily ahead, his ears perked up. Within his sight, two sentries were pacing back and forth.

These two sentries are more of a decoy; Private First Class Kiku is the real killer move.

He hid in a single-soldier trench, which he disguised as an ordinary pile of weeds, with no cover or concealment around him and a wide field of vision.

The fourth squad of the reconnaissance platoon had already spotted him. Squad leader Wang Dongsheng personally led two squad members to flank the Japanese from the flank and rear.

Wang Dongsheng was in charge of pulling out the nails, while two team members provided cover.

Wang Dongsheng was extremely cautious during his tactical advance, moving lightly and making no sound.

With a dagger between his teeth and a crossbow in his hands, he leaped forward, getting closer and closer to the Japanese soldiers' hiding place.

The two guards were on tenterhooks. Although they were prepared for a full-scale assault, they still hoped to sneak up on the artillery position undetected.

Zhou Tiancheng's plan was to seize the artillery positions without anyone noticing, and then bombard the Japanese troops.

Kikuchi always felt like there was a pair of eyes watching her, like thorns in her back.

Just as he turned to search, a strong, powerful hand gripped his mouth tightly, and a sharp dagger cleanly severed his left aorta.

Kikuchi struggled briefly before falling silent. Wang Dongsheng slowly released his grip, letting Kikuchi slump down in the single-soldier pit, saving him the trouble of burying him.

After Wang Dongsheng's group succeeded, they set up a perimeter, while another group quietly approached the two visible sentries.

The same action occurred without making a sound.

After achieving the three objectives, Wang Dongsheng led Class 4 to continue moving forward.

Meanwhile, other classes were also clearing obstacles, removing all the nails that the Japanese had placed on the perimeter.

Next up are the Japanese machine gun emplacements. If you encounter a patrol, just bypass them and leave them to the 3rd Battalion to handle. Their target is the most threatening machine gun position.

They also split up, with the fourth squad responsible for the central assault, which was the Japanese's key defensive position. The squad consisted of one Type 92 heavy machine gun and two Type 11 light machine guns.

They dug an arc-shaped trench, and the machine gunners hid inside, their dark gun barrels aimed at the depths of darkness.

To avoid alerting the enemy, the fourth squad stopped after only reaching about fifty locations, waiting for the two flanks to make the first move.

On the left flank, three groups from the Ninth Platoon, two in front and one behind, moved towards the Japanese bunker. The fourth group stopped at the forty-something mark, each with a grenade in hand, the safety cap already unscrewed.

There was only one Type 92 heavy machine gun on the left flank, with six Japanese soldiers on duty. The rest of the Japanese soldiers were sleeping in the trenches, working in three shifts.

Visibility was very low at night, with faint starlight, and people could be seen within a dozen meters.

The two groups at the front of the Ninth Platoon moved in a fan shape towards the Japanese, each carrying a three-shot crossbow with a range of 50 meters, the arrow tips coated with a deadly poison.

The reconnaissance platoon chose to use crossbows, even if it made noise, it wouldn't matter much, as they were prepared for a strong attack.

After the Ninth Platoon got within 20 meters, the platoon leader raised his hand to signal them to stop. The six assault team members aimed their crossbows at the Japanese soldiers and pulled the triggers almost simultaneously.

The crossbow bolts flew straight towards the Japanese soldiers with the force of thunder. At this time, the Japanese soldiers were in a daze and their reactions were very slow.

Several Japanese soldiers were hit by arrows and fell to the ground. The assault team quickly rushed to the cover, firing crossbow bolts as they went.

The other Japanese soldiers were fast asleep, and even when some heard the noise, they didn't get up.

No one expected that Chinese would launch a surprise attack. There were two large battalions of Japanese soldiers stationed on the outskirts, and the tactics of the reconnaissance platoon were beyond their comprehension.

The advance of a dozen meters takes only a few breaths; even if a normal person is awake, before they've even finished yawning, the assault team jumps into the trench.

The silent slaughter began, with crossbow bolts flying towards the sleeping Japanese soldiers, many dying without ever knowing what had happened.

Because the two firing points were several dozen meters apart, the screams that occasionally rang out from the left flank during the killing were barely heard in the middle.

Only one Japanese soldier faintly heard the commotion and asked a question warily. The squad leader of the eighth squad, Wang Dongsheng, decisively ordered the bombs to be dropped.

At the same time, the right-wing attack also succeeded.

Several long-handled grenades landed in the enemy ranks, taking down most of the Japanese soldiers in the main firing point. The machine gunner was also hit by several shrapnel bullets and fell into a pool of blood.

Under the cover of the exploding grenades, the Eighth Platoon rushed towards the bunker with lightning speed, firing arrows and crossbows, killing all the remaining Japanese soldiers.

The sound of a grenade exploding shattered the tranquility of the night, waking the Japanese soldiers from their sleep, who shouted in a panic.

The reconnaissance platoon launched a strong assault, replacing their crossbows with submachine guns, and charged into the enemy lines from multiple directions.

With fewer than 40 men left in the guard squad, they were no match for the reconnaissance platoon.

The reconnaissance platoon worked in groups of three. The two in front fired submachine guns, while the one behind used a 98K rifle for precision shooting. Most of the Japanese soldiers were riddled with bullets before they could even pull back the bolt.

After eliminating the enemy in front of him, Wang Dongsheng did not linger but headed straight for the Japanese artillery position.

Artillerymen without infantry protection are like lambs to the slaughter.

After Wang Dongsheng broke into the enemy ranks, his MP38 submachine gun showed its power, and every burst of fire resulted in a kill.

Most of the artillerymen were unarmed and had no chance against the heavily armed assault troops.

This was a one-sided massacre, incredibly efficient; in just a few minutes, the Japanese artillery was wiped out.

More than a dozen artillery pieces became the spoils of war for the reconnaissance platoon. Many of them had been trained in the artillery battalion and knew how to use various types of artillery.

Seeing that the battle had begun, Zhou Tiancheng immediately ordered the main force of the Third Battalion to head straight for Baoshan City.

The commotion from the artillery position alerted the Japanese infantry, and Takamori was also awakened from his sleep, cursing angrily:

"Baka yarou, what are you doing?"

Senior staff officer Major Yamamoto rushed into the field tent in a panic, shouting:

"Oh no! The artillery position is under attack!"

Ying Xiaosen lost his temper and rushed out of the trench, only to find that the area around Baoshan City was in complete chaos.

"Quickly, order the Ono Battalion to provide artillery support!"

As soon as Ying Xiaosen finished roaring, his eyes were filled with fear. He heard the sound of cannonballs piercing the air.

They came here specifically for the command post!

Major Yamamoto only had time to tackle Takamori to the ground before several shells rained down, instantly covering the 68th Regiment headquarters.