Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Chapter 394 The Real Little White Dragon in the Waves

Monk Wei returned to the boat and watched the Japanese changing their formation, and he was at a loss as to what to do.

As the Japanese encirclement gets smaller, their forces will be more concentrated, so their chances of launching sneak attacks will be much fewer.

"Just follow me first, and take it one step at a time!"

"Row!"

Wei Heshang then used a walkie-talkie to contact the other troops of the 201st Airborne Regiment. They had basically completed their set goals and returned to Weishan Island after placing the bombs.

Only Wei Heshang and Peng Liang were still messing around on the periphery.

"Old Peng, at this speed, when will the Japanese reach Weishan Island?"

Peng Liang was very familiar with everything on Weishan Lake and could calculate with his fingers.

"It will take at most two hours to reach Weishan Island!"

Monk Wei calculated silently in his mind. According to their estimation, by placing bombs in the Japanese camp and using more than 20 small islands to block the enemy, they could probably only eliminate one third of the enemy.

That is to say, a mixed formation of at least two thousand Japanese devils and puppet troops would surround Weishan Island and fight a decisive battle with them on Weishan Island.

Although fortifications were built on Weishan Island, the number of enemies was almost twice theirs.

Moreover, compared with other troops of the independent column, the Weishanhu Independent Battalion and the 201st Airborne Regiment that landed here were not equipped with infantry artillery, only some howitzers.

Therefore, the firepower is greatly reduced.

There were not enough logistical supplies on this small island, so they did not dare to produce artillery shells and bullets casually.

"Well, I have a plan. If you agree, send it to the soldiers left behind on Weishan Island immediately!"

After Monk Wei finished telling him about his plan, Peng Liang frowned.

"This is a bit risky. We only have a few people. I don't know if we can succeed!"

"Let's give it a try. If that doesn't work, we can dive right away. At least we can save our lives!"

"Okay! I agree!"

Monk Wei sent the plan to the officers stationed on Weishan Island and began to make preparations.

They changed into the Japanese military uniforms with their necks cut, split into two small boats, and began to chase after Ishihara Satomi's eastern formation.

At this time, Ishihara Satomi was holding the telescope with satisfaction. As long as they passed through this last reed marsh, they could successfully surround Weishan Island and launch a decisive battle.

"Yoshi, in the face of an absolute superior force, these little tricks of the Chinese are useless! Kill them!"

Still following the previous formation, one gunboat took the lead and the other brought up the rear.

While the Japanese were searching forward with all their might, they did not notice at all that two different small wooden boats floated out from the reed marsh and naturally joined them.

The two small wooden boats did not rush forward to search, but instead sneaked slowly and approached the last gunboat one after the other.

"Let down the rope ladder. We just caught two turtles! They are delicious!"

A sergeant leaned down and saw his companions below were indeed carrying two large turtles and a large carp. His mouth immediately watered.

The soft-shelled turtles from Weishan Lake are famous for their deliciousness. When stewed with old hens, it becomes the famous Farewell My Concubine.

Although it was difficult for the Japanese to understand this level with their level of education, the thick soup and chewy meat had already whetted their appetite.

"Wait! Right now!"

The sergeant didn't notice at all that these companions seemed to be much taller than him, and it seemed that only one person was talking to him.

The rope ladder was lowered, and all the "japs" on the two boats climbed up, and then slowly scattered to all corners of the gunboat.

The soldier from the 201st Airborne Regiment who could speak Japanese language carried two soft-shelled turtles and a big carp and pulled the sergeant to the rear cabin of the gunboat.

"Sir, we will leave these good things with you first, to prevent them from being overturned into the lake during a fight. Let's go together tonight!"

"Yoshi, not bad, not bad!"

The sergeant waved his hand and two Japanese soldiers surrounded him, ready to take the turtle.

Wei Dayong took a look at the rear cabin and saw seven Japanese soldiers. Except for the sergeant and the two young Japanese soldiers who had just arrived, the rest were resting with their eyes closed, apparently suffering from heatstroke.

"Fish seek fish, shrimp seek shrimp, and turtles seek giant turtles!"

"Nani?"

"Big bastard!"

Monk Wei and three members of the 201st Airborne Regiment first killed three sergeants with daggers, and then easily slashed the necks of four Japanese soldiers who were resting with their eyes closed.

The noise startled the machine gunner and assistant gunner on the top of the rear cabin, and they asked loudly.

"What's going on? What's the sound?"

"It's okay, it's okay, the turtle fell to the ground!"

The soldier who understood the Japanese language carried the two big turtles and walked up to the machine gun position on the top of the rear cabin, nodding and bowing to the two little Japanese soldiers.

Wei Heshang and two other soldiers walked towards the machine gunners on the top of the rear cabin (crew cabin) and the top of the front cabin (cockpit) respectively.

"Yoshi!"

Monk Wei didn't wait for the two hands to hit the soldier's shoulders. He quickly took action, covered his mouth with one hand, dug out his heart with a knife, and gently placed the body on the ground.

The other two soldiers also quickly dealt with the two machine gunners on the top of the front cabin.

Leaving two soldiers to control the machine gun, Monk Wei checked the rear cabin again. Not finding any enemy, he led the other seven people slowly towards the cockpit.

The cockpit is relatively simple, with a captain, a helmsman, a radio operator and an observation officer.

Monk Wei leaned over to take everything in, then nodded his chin towards Peng Liang.

Peng Liang also nodded tacitly, and took two soldiers from the independent battalion to the entire deck of the cockpit, where there were three Japanese soldiers operating mortars.

Seven against seven, there was no suspense, the gunboat was taken down by Wei Heshang and his men!

"Go down and bring up all the mortars and ammunition from the wooden boat! I'll take control of the gunboat!"

Peng Liang looked at Monk Wei suspiciously. A man from Shanxi could sail a boat? He didn't believe it!

"can you?"

Monk Wei was full of confidence and rubbed the tip of his nose with his right thumb.

"Take away the word 'ma' and I'll show you what the real Little White Dragon of the Waves is like!"

As one of the first officers to participate in the boat handling training, Wei Heshang has mastered the operation of the gunboat, but he has not yet figured out the water flow conditions in Weishan Lake.

Before they could get familiar with the gunboat, the hull tilted to the right and unexpectedly overturned two wooden boats next to the Japanese. More than a dozen Japanese fell into the water and their lives and deaths were unknown.

"Little White Dragon in the Waves?"

Monk Wei immediately steered the boat, and finally made the crooked gunboat straight.

"Phew! Fortunately I didn't embarrass myself!"

Monk Wei touched his nose in dismay. If he failed in his attempt to show off this time, Peng Liang would probably laugh at him.

The mortars and the machine guns on top were firmly under their control. Even the two mortars brought up from the ship were fixed to the front deck with sandbags.