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"Where should we choose the ambush site?"

Zhao Wenlong stared at the map.

His brows furrowed into a knot.

Zhou Tianyang did not rush to answer.

His eyes scanned back and forth across the map.

Wazigou is seven or eight miles long, with gentle and steep slopes on both sides and dense and sparse shrubs.

The selection of ambush positions.

This directly determined the success or failure of the battle.

Choosing the right option will make all the difference.

Choosing the wrong option can lead to wasted effort.

"Sun Shengli, you've been to Wazigou, tell me about the terrain there."

Sun Shengli thought for a moment.

I picked up a pencil and drew a long strip of land on the map.

"Wazigou is roughly like this."

"It runs east to west, with higher elevations in the east and lower elevations in the west. The bottom of the gully is a dry riverbed that meanders."

His pencil drew several lines on both sides of the long strip.

"The slopes on both sides are steeper on the north side, about 60 or 70 degrees."

"Some places are almost 90 degrees Celsius, so we basically don't go there."

"The south side is gentler, around 30 or 40 degrees Celsius, so people can climb up, but it's not easy."

Zhou Tianyang stared at the simple diagram drawn by Sun Shengli.

He began to visualize the battle scene in his mind.

"Are there many shrubs on the gentle southern slope?"

"many."

Sun Shengli nodded.

"The south slope is covered with shrubs, and in some places they are so dense that people can't get in."

"But in some places it's relatively sparse, and you can hide in the bushes."

"What about the steep slope on the north side?"

"The north slope is too steep, with almost no shrubs, it's bare and offers no hiding place."

Zhou Tianyang moved his finger across the map.

Finally, it stopped in the middle of Wazigou.

"The ambush position is set up here."

He pointed to that spot with his finger.

"We'll put our main force in the middle section of the south slope, where the shrubs are densest."

"Although the north slope is steep and cannot be used for ambushes, it is precisely because of its steepness that the bandits could not escape from the north slope."

"They can only run forward or backward along the bottom of the ditch."

Zhao Wenlong looked at the map and nodded.

"In this way, we only need to block both ends of the ditch to lock the bandits in cages and beat them."

"right."

Zhou Tianyang tapped each end of the ditch with his finger.

"Send two squads to the east end of the gully to block the bandits and prevent them from escaping."

"Two squads were also dispatched to the west end of the ditch to cover the rear and prevent the bandits from escaping."

"The remaining main force is all placed on the south slope, where they have a commanding view and can be used as live targets."

His finger stopped in the middle of the ditch.

"The most crucial thing is my sniping position."

"Where should we choose?"

Zhao Wenlong asked.

Zhou Tianyang's gaze swept across the map.

"North slope".

Sun Shengli was taken aback.

"Commander, the north slope is too steep; we can't hide anyone there."

There's no need to hide it.

Zhou Tianyang shook his head.

"Although the north slope is steep, it offers excellent visibility, allowing you to see the entire bottom of the valley."

"I'll find a high vantage point on the north slope, set up my gun, and specifically target the bandit leaders and stubborn resisters."

He paused, then added.

"The bandits were all at the bottom of the ravine, their attention focused on the ambush on the south slope."

"Who would have thought there were still people on the north slope?"

Zhao Wenlong's eyes lit up as he listened.

"Commander, that was a ruthless move of yours."

Zhou Tianyang remained silent.

He just kept staring at the map.

He was mentally rehearsing every detail of the battle.

The bandits numbered about a hundred, marching in a long line down the ravine.

The first round of shooting must destroy the bandits' command system.

Liu Feng, along with several of his henchmen, must be among the first to fall.

Once these leaders are eliminated, the remaining bandits will be nothing more than a bunch of headless flies.

"Wenlong, what do you think?"

Zhou Tianyang raised his head and looked at Zhao Wenlong.

Zhao Wenlong thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Commander, I think it's fine."

"The terrain of Wazigou is suitable for ambushes, and we have the advantage in both manpower and firepower."

"It's no problem to wipe out all one hundred or so bandits."

"But there's a problem."

He paused, then added.

"Time is too tight."

"It's a little past four in the morning now, almost dawn."

"If the bandits set off early in the morning, we will only have two or three hours to prepare."

Zhou Tianyang glanced at the sky outside the window.

"Time is indeed tight, but it's not too late."

He stood up, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip of water.

"Wenlong, go and assemble the team now."

"Remember, don't make too much noise."

"Don't let the villagers know we're going out to fight."

"yes!"

Zhao Wenlong stood at attention, saluted, turned around, and strode out.

Zhou Tianyang then looked at Sun Shengli.

"You also go and prepare; you'll be with me in this battle."

Sun Shengli nodded.

Zhou Tianyang then looked at Ma Xiaozhu and Liu Dazhuang.

"You two go too, follow Battalion Commander Zhao and take orders from him."

"yes!"

The two answered in unison, then turned and walked out.

Zhou Tianyang was the only one left in the room.

He stood by the window.

Looking at the sky outside, it gradually brightened.

Zhaojiagou.

That small village, with only forty or fifty households, was so poor that they had almost eaten all the tree bark.

The bandits still wanted to collect grain there, but that wasn't the place to collect grain.

They are clearly trying to drive those ordinary people to their deaths.

Liu Feng deserves to die.

Zhou Tianyang turned around and walked to the bedside.

He picked up the sniper rifle wrapped in old cloth.

He untied the cloth and carefully inspected the gun.

The M1C Garand is a semi-automatic sniper rifle with an eight-round magazine and an effective range of 800 meters.

He took out eight magazines from the system space.

Each magazine holds eight bullets, all of which are M2 armor-piercing rounds.

Stuff the magazine into the ammunition pouch and clip it to your waist.

enough.

Sixty-four bullets, sixty-four bandits.

Zhou Tianyang rewrapped the sniper rifle and slung it over his shoulder.

Then he picked up the Mauser pistol from the table.

I checked the magazine, clipped it to my waist, and fastened my belt.

Ten minutes later.

Zhao Wenlong pushed open the door and walked in.

"Commander, the team is assembled."

Zhou Tianyang nodded and strode out of the house.

On the threshing floor, 126 soldiers were fully equipped and ready to go.

The soldiers, carrying their rifles, stood in a square formation, completely silent.

No one spoke, no one whispered.

Their faces showed no excitement, no tension, only a calm solemnity.

This is what a veteran is like.

When the order comes, set off.

We must fight when it's time to fight, and fight to the death when it's time to fight to the death.

No unnecessary words, no unnecessary emotions.

Zhou Tianyang stood at the front of the line, his gaze sweeping across the entire area.

"Brothers, today's mission is not to fight the Japanese devils, but to fight the bandits."

"The bandits from Black Wind Stronghold are going down the mountain today to rob Zhao Family Village of grain."

"Let's ambush them at Wazigou and wipe them out."

His gaze swept across the faces of the soldiers.

"I know some of you might be wondering, what's the point of fighting bandits?"

"It would be better to fight the Japanese."

"I'm telling you, fighting bandits is just as important as fighting Japanese devils."

His voice rose a few decibels.

"The Japanese devils came to seize our land and kill our compatriots."

"Where are the bandits?"

"Bandits also killed our compatriots."

"The Japanese devils are foreign beasts, while the bandits are native beasts."

"Whether they are from elsewhere or native to the country, anyone who harms the people is our enemy."

"This debt should be settled."

His voice wasn't loud.

But every word was like a knife etched into the soldiers' hearts.

"Today, we'll settle accounts with these beasts."

"Exterminate all the bandits, leave no one alive."

"Did you understand?"

"clear!"

One hundred and twenty-six people answered in unison.

Zhou Tianyang waved his hand.

"Set off!"

The procession marched out of Lijia Yu in a grand procession.

Heading southeast, towards Wazigou.

Zhou Tianyang walked in the middle of the group, carrying a sniper rifle on his back.

Zhao Wenlong walked at the front of the group.

Sun Shengli followed Zhou Tianyang, holding a Type 38 rifle in his arms.

"Commander."

Sun Shengli lowered his voice.

"Do you think Liu Feng will travel through Wazigou today?"

"meeting."

Zhou Tianyang spoke with absolute certainty.

"People like him, who are used to running rampant, will only become bolder and bolder."

He never expected anyone would dare to intercept him on the way.

"We never imagined that we were the ones who intercepted him."

"What if he took a different path?"

"Then he's definitely going to die today."

Zhou Tianyang's tone remained completely unchanged.