Seven days later, Chen Weidong selected 18 skilled and experienced veterans from the company to form a special force through the way of eating and drinking in the drill ground. The name of the special force was personally given by him. It was called " Eighteen Horsemen of Northwest Shanxi ", which was somewhat a tribute to the Eighteen Horsemen of Yanyun led by Luo Yi during the Sui and Tang Dynasties.
Chen Weidong was the direct commander of the 18 cavalrymen in northwestern Shanxi, and Lin Xiong was the vice-captain of this special forces team. The members of the special forces team were wearing the ghillie suits that Chen Weidong had improved. Each of them had a tall warhorse, and they used a Type 95 automatic rifle as a long spear and two 20-shot box cannons as short rifles. They also carried a Ghost Head Blade on their backs.
These 18 warriors were all veterans with more than five years of military service and rich combat experience. After seven days of training, they had already begun to show their combat ability. They were like sharp blades that had been unsheathed, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy at any time.
On this morning, the eighteen riders of Northwest Shanxi were training in tactical gestures, language, and movements.
Yang Laojiu, who was a cavalryman, looked at Lin Xiong, who was wearing a camouflage ghillie suit made of khaki coarse cloth and light green satin. He smiled and joked,"Giant bear, after you put on this outfit, you look like a f * cking bear that has become a spirit, haha.”
Lin Xiong rolled his eyes at Yang Laojiu and retorted,"You're not much better. If you wear this dress, those who don't know will think that the leader of Beggar's Sect has come to the village to beg for food. Do you want me to reward you with two cornbread buns?”
The rest of the soldiers also laughed and booed. They were not used to this set of clothes. It was tattered and patched layer after layer. Moreover, it was patched with various colors of cloth. They looked like beggars.
The soldiers were a little conflicted, but the commander Chen Weidong told them firmly that wearing this outfit could save their lives on the battlefield. Although the soldiers were not happy, they still resolutely carried out the commander's order and wore the uniform of the Beggar's Sect Leader for training every day.
Not only that, but Chen Weidong also disguised the Type 95 automatic rifles used by the special forces members as the leftover materials of the ghillie suit, wrapping each gun tightly.
These were all his combat experience as a special forces soldier in the military region. In the battle of the special forces deep behind the enemy's back, any small mistake on the battlefield could lead to the destruction of the special forces. How to better hide and disguise themselves on the battlefield was a compulsory course for every special forces soldier.
As they were talking, Chen Weidong rode a red horse to the training ground. Seeing the soldiers laughing, he asked,""Motherf * cker, why aren't you brats training properly? Why are you all grinning? Did you secretly eat bee poop?"
Yang Laojiu said,"Company commander, we were discussing the clothes we wore. I said that the giant bear looked like a black bear with a spirit in it, and he said that I was the leader of Beggar's Sect. Company commander, our brothers are all puzzled. Can wearing these clothes really save our lives on the battlefield?"The brothers in the company have been laughing at us for the past few days. They said that you are the Eighteen Horsemen of Northwest Shanxi. You are famous, but your appearance is really not good. Those who don't know better will think that you are the Eighteen Horsemen of Beggar's Sect who fled here!”
Chen Weidong smiled and said," Listen to my orders. All of you, get on your horses. Real combat is the only standard to test the truth. I'll take you out for a walk now and see how powerful this outfit is."”
With a command, the special forces members packed up their equipment and rode their horses. They followed Chen Weidong's footsteps and quickly disappeared into the vast mountains.
In order to let the special forces members adapt to this different way of fighting in advance, Chen Weidong deliberately chose to use a real battle to teach the members a lesson before the direct confrontation with the Yamamoto Special Agent Team.
At the beginning of April, the land in northwestern Shanxi had warmed up. The shallow grass on the vast Yellow Plateau had already covered the hooves of horses. The khaki-green ghillie suit designed by Chen Weidong was just right for the terrain at this time.
Under Chen Weidong's lead, the team members were divided into two groups and lay motionless in the bushes on both sides of the road, less than ten meters away from the road.
Not far away, a team of puppet soldiers and a small group of Japanese soldiers entered the village and swept over. The members of the special forces who were lying on the ground could even hear the voices of the Japanese soldiers. They could see the ferocious expressions of the Japanese soldiers when they looked up.
As the three-wheeled motorcycles and trucks ran over the ground, the members of the special forces were extremely nervous.
They had fought more than a hundred ambushes like this, big and small, but never had they been as nervous and soul-stirring as they were now.
In the past, such ambushes were usually carried out after finding favorable terrain. They would shoot at the Japanese from a distance of 100 meters. They would use mines and grenades to kill the Japanese's effective strength. Moreover, the number of troops had to be at least three to five times the number of Japanese.
Now, they were lying on the side of the road without any advantage in terrain or military strength. They did not even dare to breathe loudly, afraid that they would be discovered by the Japanese.
This kind of pressure made every member of the special forces feel as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on their hearts. They were almost out of breath.
However, the Japanese soldiers who entered the village did not seem to notice the strange bushes on both sides of the road. They swaggered through the ambush circle, and a few Japanese were singing excitedly!
In the bushes beside the road, Chen Weidong carefully carried a Type 69 40mm rocket launcher on his shoulder. On the other side, Lin Xiong was not nervous at all. Instead, he was extremely excited and carried another Type 69 40mm rocket launcher on his shoulder.
According to the pre-formulated battle plan, after all the Japanese entered the ambush circle, Chen Weidong led a group of people to cut off the retreat of the Japanese, and Lin Xiong led another team to block the path of the Japanese. They surrounded the Japanese and attacked them.
Seeing that the last Japanese truck had entered the ambush circle, Chen Weidong, who was hiding in the bushes, stood up like a ghost. He raised his rocket launcher and fired at the Japanese truck without hesitation.
Whoosh!
Boom!
With a loud bang, the Japanese's car and the dozen or so Japanese in it were all blown to the west.
"Brothers, beat them up!”
After throwing away the rocket launcher, Chen Weidong raised his Type 95 automatic rifle and fired at the Japanese.
The soldiers beside him also jumped out of the bushes and sprayed bullets at the Japanese.
On the other side, after hearing the explosion, Lin Xiong also jumped out of the bushes and aimed at the Japanese truck in front of him, firing.
Whoosh!
Boom!
With another loud bang, the leading car was also blown up into the sky. Along with it were more than a dozen Japanese.
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