Tonight was the first time the entire special operations company, which had grown to over a thousand soldiers, had disguised themselves as Japanese troops.

Those soldiers in the special operations company who had once painstakingly focused on details to appear more authentic had now become the best instructors.

Fortunately, tonight the special operations company soldiers were disguising themselves only so that the Japanese troops along the way, if they saw this unit, wouldn't immediately open fire.

At least, they would ask a few questions beforehand, giving the entire special operations company a little reaction time.

Therefore, the disguise for the entire company was only roughly required: they had to have the outer clothing and satchels, and they had always worn Japanese-style leather shoes.

As for other details, they weren't concerned with them tonight, since they weren't going to be dealing with the Japanese face-to-face anyway.

Now, the soldiers of the special operations company transferred from the 128th Division finally understood why the company commander always had them strip the Japanese soldiers' clothes when cleaning the battlefield.

And take their satchels.

Now, the entire special operations company's soldiers were equipped from head to toe with genuine Japanese gear.

As long as this unit didn't make a sound, no one would be able to tell them apart.

After spending ten minutes changing their clothes, Lin Fan finally ordered, "Move out!"

Leading the way were two squads of ten men each, sent out by Chen Sichuan's first squad.

They were responsible for scouting the situation along the way ahead.

The various squads behind them also sent out their own scouting teams.

These squad leaders had been following Lin Fan for a month, and they had learned Lin Fan's sense of unease.

When doing anything, they had to think more about the possible situations they might encounter.

So that when something really happened, they could quickly react in a targeted manner.

Fortunately, tonight it was too dark, and the Japanese troops were focusing their efforts on attacking the East Gate of Jiangyin. There were no Japanese checkpoints on the road leading out of the South Gate.

The special operations company covered the four-mile distance in half an hour.

Lin Fan said in a low voice to several squad leaders, "Synchronize your watches! The direct unit will launch the attack at twelve o'clock.

All teams will launch their attacks simultaneously.

You will each infiltrate in advance, find your targets, and try not to be exposed.

If you are exposed, open fire immediately.

At that time, the sound of gunfire will be the order, and all teams will attack immediately."

Now it was only eleven seventeen.

Forty-three minutes until the attack time.

Each squad quickly dispersed according to the pre-arranged plan of attack.

The special operations company's soldiers had marched back and forth through Nanzha Town four times during their training.

Although they couldn't know the entire town like the back of their hand, they had a general understanding of the town's layout and roads.

Lin Fan pointed to the roadblock ahead that the Japanese had set up to block the road and said to Feng Junya, "Send two groups to feel their way in first.

Find out the situation and give us a hand when the main force attacks."

Feng Junya immediately sent out two squads of twenty men each, splitting left and right to feel their way forward.

Lin Fan followed Yan Yuda's group. Ji Wudi, Wu Xiaobao, and the others also wanted to follow.

Lin Fan ordered in a low voice, "You stay here and be vigilant. When the time comes, come in with the main force."

These few soldiers could only stop reluctantly.

Two hundred meters ahead, the Japanese had set up roadblocks.

Lin Fan led the twenty-man squad behind him, staying at least fifty meters away from the road, and felt his way towards Nanzha Town.

In this night, most of the buildings in Nanzha Town were shrouded in darkness, their vague silhouettes like giant beasts crouching on the ground.

Ready to swallow anyone who entered the town.

However, in the Yun family compound in the center of the town.

Colonel Sasaki Michiichi, commander of the 58th Regiment of the 13th Division of the Japanese Army, was resting.

After the Goto Yo Brigade captured Nanzha Town today, as night fell.

Sasaki Michiichi moved his headquarters forward to Nanzha Town.

At the same time, the 5th Field Heavy Artillery Brigade also sent a heavy artillery battalion with eighteen 150mm howitzers into Nanzha.

Waiting to give the Jiangyin Fort a surprise after dawn.

Now in Nanzha Town, there were two infantry battalions, one artillery battalion, one cavalry battalion, and one engineer company stationed.

Among these units, the engineer company had come with the artillery battalion.

The last time the 5th Field Heavy Artillery Battalion had suffered a loss from not building defensive positions in the field, they had learned their lesson and now, whenever they arrived at a place, they first built fortifications.

This required an engineer unit to follow them.

That was how this engineer company had come to be here.

As for the sudden increase of one infantry battalion and one cavalry battalion, these had come with Colonel Sasaki Michiichi.

They were considered the regimental commander's guard and the last reserve force of the entire regiment.

Tomorrow, Colonel Sasaki Michiichi was preparing to cooperate with the units in front to attack Jiangyin County.

Lin Fan and his squad were quietly walking along the edges of the houses on the outskirts of the town.

Passing through here would lead to the back wall of another house.

This side was a row of houses, and there was no way to get around it.

As long as they could penetrate this wall and walk out the front door, they would be considered to have entered the town.

This wall was a wooden wall. When they arrived at the wall, Yan Yuda stepped forward.

He pulled out a dagger seized from the battlefield and gently moved the slot under the wooden board.

In less than two minutes, the first wooden board, a full foot wide, was taken out with a "creak."

Yan Yuda gently put the wooden board down. He took out the second wooden board in less than a minute.

The entire wall now had a hole almost the size of a door.

Now it was no longer crowded for people to enter and exit. More than twenty people filed in one after another. After everyone had entered, Yan Yuda gently put the two wooden boards back in place.

There was no trace of damage at all.

Lin Fan watched his skilled movements and couldn't help but think to himself: He must have practiced this countless times to be so efficient!

This team of people quietly walked to the street side of the room and looked out through the cracks in the window.

They didn't see anyone, but they could hear the sound of leather shoes walking on the stone slabs.

Lin Fan and the others were very familiar with this sound: the sound of a Japanese patrol walking by.

The sound was getting closer and closer.

Looking out through the cracks in the window, a team of eighteen Japanese soldiers walked by.

Each of these Japanese soldiers was holding a torch and carrying a rifle on their back, walking spiritedly down the street.

Lin Fan frowned: The Japanese were heavily guarded tonight. What was this for?

Torches! Their team also had to prepare some.

They found firewood and tied it into torches in this house.

Lin Fan and the others waited until five minutes after this team of Japanese soldiers had passed before quickly opening the door and coming to the street.

Naturally, they formed a line and, according to the appearance of the Japanese soldiers just now, everyone held a torch and walked towards the center of the town.

It wasn't that Lin Fan and the others were bold, but Lin Fan was also afraid that his team, walking so ostentatiously on the street.

Would be mistaken for targets by the other infiltrating teams, then it would really be a case of the Dragon King's temple being flooded, with one's own people not recognizing each other.

As Lin Fan and his team walked through Nanzha Town, the more they walked, the more surprised Lin Fan was: There seemed to be too many Japanese soldiers living in the town.

This could be seen from the nearly a hundred cars parked on the road.

There couldn't be only one Japanese battalion in here.

As they walked along the way, they also heard the sounds of many livestock.

Now, not only did Lin Fan feel that something was wrong, Yan Yuda said to Lin Fan in a low voice, "Company commander! The situation is not right! There are so many cars and livestock here, it doesn't seem like there are only a thousand people."

Lin Fan nodded, "Stay calm! Don't panic!

It's nothing serious."

Major Okihara Yūki was dispatched to Nanzha Town by the 5th Field Heavy Artillery Brigade to prepare for the bombing of the Jiangyin Fort tomorrow.

Tonight, after he had placed his sixteen cannons, he was resting in this pre-arranged room.

Listening to a team of patrol soldiers passing by outside, and then, not even ten minutes later, the sound of another team of soldiers' footsteps passed by.

Major Okihara Yūki turned over and forced himself to sleep well and not to worry about what was happening outside:

There were two infantry battalions guarding the place.

However, Major Okihara Yūki always felt that something was affecting him, making him unable to fall asleep.

Footsteps? Patrol footsteps!

The intervals between the two patrols were too close.

Major Okihara Yūki finally got up, walked out of the room, and came to the gate outside the courtyard.

He asked the sentry, "Did two patrols pass by just now?"

At this early hour, the major personally came out to check the sentry, making the sentry very nervous, "Yes! Two patrols, about five minutes apart."

"Did they have any abnormalities?" Okihara asked.

"No!" the sentry replied with certainty.

This time, Major Okihara Yūki finally felt relieved.

After encouraging the sentry, he walked around on the street and looked around.

Each courtyard on this street was inhabited by Japanese soldiers, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Liu Laopao, leading the second squad, had just entered Nanzha Town when they discovered a Japanese camp.

They immediately arranged for manpower to ambush it.

As they advanced further, there were more Japanese camps, and these camps were connected, as if all the Japanese in Nanzha Town were living in this area?

This was impossible!

The information was wrong! There must be more than one Japanese battalion here!

Liu Laopao guessed.

The same question also arose in the minds of Xiao Dongbei, Jia Shusheng, and the others.

Their men could only quietly occupy favorable positions, preparing to catch the surrounded Japanese off guard when the time came.

Lin Fan and his team walked through the center of the town and also saw the seven tanks parked in the middle.

Lin Fan had a lot of thoughts about these seven tanks.

However, there were at least ten pairs of eyes that could be seen from here staring at his patrol.

His team couldn't make any small movements except to continue forward.

Taking advantage of the light of the lanterns hanging on both sides of the street, Lin Fan saw that it was now eleven forty-five.

After walking for so long, only this section of the street, about fifty meters long, had lit lanterns hanging.

This indicated that this should be an important stronghold of the Japanese.

He really wanted to take down this house in the middle of the town when the battle started: this must be the Japanese headquarters.

Reality made Lin Fan dare not move: there were too many Japanese soldiers around, and twenty people couldn't possibly make any waves here.

Lin Fan still preferred to honestly drag the main force in from the outside.

However, the seven tanks here were a bit of a headache.

While thinking, their patrol had changed its patrol route.

They began to walk back.

Lin Fan's headache wasn't about destroying these seven tanks; he was thinking about how to capture these seven tanks intact.

For the time being, he hadn't thought of a good way, so he could only leave it to fate.

Returning to the house where they had just entered Nanzha Town, Lin Fan ordered in a low voice, "You lie in ambush here. When the battle starts, send a few people out to infiltrate the Japanese ranks and take the opportunity to annihilate the enemy.

Pay attention to protecting yourselves!"

When Lin Fan returned to the direct unit's main force, there were only five minutes left until twelve o'clock.

Feng Junya was directing the soldiers in the team to crawl forward, less than twenty meters away from the Japanese哨卡(shao ka) (sentry post).

Even the earthen armored vehicles made by the special operations company had been pushed to less than a hundred meters away from the Japanese 哨卡(shao ka) (sentry post).

Seeing that the hour hand had just pointed to twelve o'clock, when the three hands overlapped, Lin Fan ordered, "Fire!"

The heavy machine guns that had been prepared immediately opened fire. Li Deben, who was only a dozen meters away from the 哨卡(shao ka) (sentry post), waved his hand, and more than a dozen people behind him each threw a grenade.

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers who had just heard the gunshots and rushed out of the room were immediately blown over.

They no longer had the strength to resist.

Li Deben and his dozen or so men rushed in from the left side of the road and quickly rushed into the darkness of Nanzha Town.

There was also a team of more than a dozen people rushing in on the right side of the road.

They were going to scout the way ahead.

Neither of these vanguard units paid attention to the Japanese soldiers lying in the middle of the road.

The direct unit's main force quickly rushed past the 哨卡(shao ka) (sentry post) along the road, cleaning up the Japanese soldiers who were still moaning on the ground along the way.

They couldn't fail to do what the vanguard troops disdained to do.

At the same time, there were no less than ten places where gunshots rang out throughout Nanzha Town.

When Lin Fan issued the order to fire, he immediately operated the mortar in his hand and bombarded the Japanese headquarters that he had wanted to attack but hadn't attacked.

At the same time, the entire special operations company's seventeen mortars were bombarding that position.

When the sound of artillery fire rang out.

Sasaki Michiichi, commander of the 58th Regiment, sat up in bed.

Walking out of the room and standing in the courtyard, listening to the intensive gunshots coming from all around, he saw constant flashes of fire in his own courtyard.

Lin Fan estimated that the courtyard of the headquarters was inhabited by Japanese soldiers, but it was not Sasaki Michiichi's headquarters.

His headquarters was across the street in the opposite courtyard.

This was just a small act of cleverness on the part of Colonel Sasaki Michiichi.

He loudly ordered, "The tank unit immediately sends four tanks to protect the heavy artillery position.

The other three tanks will attack in the north and south directions respectively. Each unit will guard its position.

Masada Tatsuya's battalion will send two companies to protect the heavy artillery position together.

This is just a harassment by small groups of 国军(Guo Jun) (Nationalist Army)."

The sound of Colonel Sasaki Michiichi issuing orders immediately silenced the entire headquarters.

The shells that had fallen in the opposite courtyard were still exploding, and Japanese soldiers were constantly running out.

There were also many Japanese soldiers' howls and moans, which even the sound of the shell explosions couldn't suppress.

Colonel Sasaki Michiichi blamed himself in his heart: he should have thought of it, such an important position, the 国军(Guo Jun) (Nationalist Army) would definitely try to recapture it after losing it.

Although he had strengthened the patrols, the gunshots ringing out from all directions made it impossible to find out which direction was the main attack and which directions were the accompanying attacks in this 国军(Guo Jun) (Nationalist Army) night raid.

Major Okihara Yūki had already gotten up at this time, and he loudly ordered, "Emergency assembly!

Everyone go to the position."

Major Okihara Yūki was not resting on the artillery position, and now he also regretted it: he shouldn't have been greedy for comfort,

He should have stayed on the position all the time.

However, Major Okihara Yūki also knew that his heavy artillery battalion couldn't help with the close-range combat.

On the contrary, his battalion was afraid of becoming a drag on all the units in Nanzha Town.

Yang Daren, leading the seventh squad, had already sneaked into Nanzha Town, and when twelve o'clock arrived.

The soldiers who had surrounded the two Japanese camps immediately threw grenades into the Japanese camps that had just been awakened and hadn't recovered.

When the Japanese soldiers who had survived in the rooms rushed out with their guns, the entire seventh squad fired all their guns.

The directional mines that Yang Daren had set up earlier were also detonated.

These Japanese soldiers who had just been blown out of the rooms by grenades hadn't had time to fully respond to the hail of bullets coming from above.

They were also attacked by directional mines buried in the courtyard.

It wasn't just Yang Daren who used directional mines tonight; in fact, several squads that had entered Nanzha Town earlier had set up such bombs early on.

They were powerful, could be used unexpectedly, and most importantly, the effect was very good.

The seventh squad lured all the Japanese soldiers into the courtyard, and then, with a pull of the bomb, the gunshots in the entire courtyard immediately became sparse, and the Japanese soldiers' howls and moans filled the entire courtyard.

Only then did a few of Yang Daren's soldiers go down the back wall of the courtyard and sneak in.

They carefully searched, fearing that there were still hidden Japanese soldiers firing cold shots.

In fact, their caution was not superfluous; they really found two Japanese soldiers who had been hiding in the room.

However, these two Japanese soldiers didn't expect that there was a mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

They carefully hid behind the windows of the room, from the time the gunshots rang out outside until now.

These two Japanese soldiers hadn't fired a single shot. They knew that they couldn't escape tonight.

However, they wanted to display the spirit of 武士道(wushido) (Bushido) no matter what, and they wanted to kill a few of the attacking people before they died.

Therefore, these two Japanese soldiers had not fired, they wanted to wait until the attacking people entered the courtyard and were completely exposed under their guns, when they were 100% sure, before firing.

However, they didn't expect that this team that had quietly entered from behind had the same idea as them.

A burst of gunfire rang out, and the two Japanese soldiers turned their bodies with difficulty, blankly seeing that the paper pasted on the window behind them had been completely broken at some point.

Several dark muzzles were sticking in.

The muzzles were still flashing with fire.

The first step of the entire special operations company's attack on Nanzha went smoothly.

When the direct unit continued to rush into the town, more and more bullets were gradually fired from the rooms on both sides of the street.

Fortunately, there were ten earthen armored vehicles that blocked all the attacks, and high-射机关炮(she ji guan pao) (anti-aircraft guns) and heavy machine guns could always tear apart the thin defenses of these wooden houses on both sides of the street.

They directly attacked the Japanese soldiers hiding in the rooms.

At this moment, two tanks suddenly appeared from the middle of the town.

Koisiyama Takeshi was driving the tank at the front: his orders were to go to the 哨卡(shao ka) (sentry post) position in front of the town and act as a steel fortress.

Stabilize the entire southern front.

The tank was very stable walking on the bluestone road on the street.

This kind of task was also very stable. The 国军(Guo Jun) (Nationalist Army)'s equipment was not good, and they had always had the tradition of night battles.

However, today, with his tank, those 国军(Guo Jun) (Nationalist Army) could only be disappointed.

Thinking this way, Koisiyama Takeshi drove the tank around the corner, from here to the 哨卡(shao ka) (sentry post) was a straight street.

What filled his eyes was a tongue of fire: "What is this?"

Koisiyama Takeshi was shocked and tried to operate the tank to dodge this tongue of fire that was coming head-on.

In the first time, two high-射机关炮(she ji guan pao) (anti-aircraft guns) aimed their firepower at these two tanks, the 20mm shells, at a distance of less than 200 meters.

Immediately, they stopped these two tanks.

Koisiyama Takeshi fell weakly in the tank. The shells fired from the opposite side easily penetrated his tank armor, and he himself fell in the shell explosion.

Not only that, the shells stored in his tank were also detonated by these shells that were continuously fired in.

The two tanks exploded from the inside.

A company of Japanese soldiers following behind the two tanks suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

These Japanese soldiers were not only attacked by high-射机关炮(she ji guan pao) (anti-aircraft guns), but also by the baptism of heavy machine guns.

What caused them the greatest casualties were the two tanks they relied on the most.

The two tanks were loaded with 30 75mm榴弹(liudan) (high-explosive shells) each, and the detonation of so many榴弹(liudan) (high-explosive shells) affected all the people and objects within a radius of 50 meters.

Even the houses on both sides of the street were affected, and several of them collapsed.

Lin Fan sighed: he knew that the Japanese tanks tonight would be like this.

As soon as they appeared, they would be blown up by the high-射机关炮(she ji guan pao) (anti-aircraft guns), and there would be no way to use them for himself.

Now these two tanks hadn't even left him with any parts, and all that could be dragged away after the war was scrap iron.

As Lin Fan and the others continued to advance, they encountered more and more Japanese soldiers.

So far, the progress in several directions has been very smooth, which does not include the teams of Xiao Dongbei and Zhen Danxiao.

In fact, these two teams have already joined together.

They had all cleared a team of Japanese soldiers and continued to advance, only to encounter strong Japanese firepower.

The Japanese had established fortifications here early on, and there were many defenders.

There were even tanks driving over. For the time being, these Japanese soldiers couldn't figure out the strength of the attacking team and didn't dare to counterattack.

However, Xiao Dongbei and Zhen Danxiao's two squads were also unable to attack.

Xiao Dongbei said to Lu Shiguo, "Go find the company commander and report the situation here."