Chapter 546
"Wow! Get more hard!"
"Hey!"
On the beach, several men in black shouted and pushed a wooden boat more than three meters long into the water. After the hull entered the water, layers of waves splashed. The people on the boat also exclaimed in a shaking, but the pole boatman quickly controlled the balance.
On the shore, one of the men wiped the sweat from his head and said, "Brother Gui, the last one, the other thirty-seven children have been sent on it. We are ready to go here, so let's say goodbye first."
The remaining men were also preparing to board the ship. Agui nodded and ordered them again:
"Well, be careful in everything. There are no winds and waves these two days. Take advantage of the night to drive northwards and enter the Gulf of Siam within two days. When you arrive at Gegong Island, you will naturally be able to pick you up."
"I know, Brother Gui... Take care!" The man in black said with his fists. After saying that, he stopped talking and turned around and jumped onto the bow of the ship.
At this time, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl with short hair with ears on the boat suddenly stood up from the crowd. She pulled another little boy less than five years old and bowed deeply to the shore.
Seeing this scene, the other children stood up timidly as she was, bowed to the seemingly ferocious life-saving benefactors on the shore, and expressed their gratitude in ways they could only do.
Although there was no words, this simple behavior moved the Fang family guards who killed people without blinking on the shore.
"well…"
Looking at the terrifying young faces on the boat, Agui frowned and sighed secretly, and his heart was filled with indescribable melancholy.
When the parents die early in troubled times, these miserable children are the most innocent and will suffer from dissipation at a young age.
Fortunately, there is no way out, at least now, he is considered to have left the tiger's den, but... only God knows their future destiny.
"How is Zhou Yao doing? Did anyone come out?" Agui asked in a deep voice.
The subordinates around him immediately replied: "Brother Zhou has already succeeded. Although he only blew up the wall of the Japanese ammunition depot, it was enough for those dog gods to work for a while."
Agui pondered for a moment, thinking that there would be Japanese patrol boats from time to time in this sea area, he felt that he could not feel at ease: "Let's go, let's go to Dongling Port."
"Ah? What are you doing in Donglingang?"
His subordinates looked full of question marks. There was an extremely important harbor for the Japanese. All kinds of materials plundered from Singapore went to sea from there, and there were also many military gunboats docked, which was not an exaggeration to say that they were dragon caves.
"Do you know what it means to hit the east and west?" Agui said coldly and turned around and left.
Several hands looked at each other, but they didn't dare to ask any more questions, so they could only leave with the boss.
...
The night is hazy, the sea breeze is howling, but a few dark clouds in the sky block the moonlight, and it is pitch black all around. Only the searchlights near Donglin Port are still swaying back and forth.
There were three small gunboats and a thousand-class seaplane mothership parked in the port. Due to the increasing defeat in the Pacific War situation, most of the main ships were transferred to the Pacific Ocean, which should be the only maritime force to defend Singapore.
Two Japanese patrol soldiers had just walked in through the port gate and saw them talking and laughing with drooping steps. This point should be the time to change shifts.
At this moment, the Japanese soldiers on a gunboat began to shout something, and the Japanese in the harbor shuttled back and forth to transport supplies, as if they were preparing to leave the port for patrol.
In a dilapidated house nearby, several pairs of bright tricks were staring at the harbor gate.
As the searchlights of the Japanese soldiers on the sentry tower disappeared, several black shadows emerged from the shadows. It was Agui and his dozens of people.
Agui looked around coldly. This area was a market town next to the port. It was originally a lively and important place in Singapore. Now it was empty and dilapidated. The ruins were everywhere. Even wild dogs were unwilling to come here.
Although the Japanese patrol teams would come from time to time, it was a once-in-a-lifetime home meeting when they changed shifts.
"Where is the stuff?"
"Here's here!"
The two subordinates immediately carried out a black thing from the house, and when the black canvas on it was lifted, it was a split 60mm mortar.
In order to maintain the vitality of resistance organizations in various parts of Southeast Asia, a large number of weapons were smuggled from Myanmar. Liao Mingyu made great contributions, and almost 80% of the arms were funded by him.
Like the Czech style, seven or nine steps, although most of them are weapons and equipment eliminated by the troops in the past, they become very rare good things when they fall into the hands of the resistance organization, at least they are much better than the Wanguo Making they used before.
"Move quickly, set the cannon for me!" Agui ordered in a deep voice. There was not much time left for them, and the Japanese army might patrol here in a while.
Several people carried the mortar and a box of ammunition to the roof of the three-story building next door. The operator quickly set up the base of the cannon, spread the mortar bipod, and began to carefully calculate the target distance.
They are about one thousand meters away from the port, and they can just get the target with this American m2 mortar.
"Zhou Kai, you have to aim and hit it. There are not many shells!"
Agui walked up at some point, pointed to the box of ammunition and said to the gunner.
When I opened the box, I found that there were only seven or eight shells inside, but less than half a box.
"Brother Gui, don't worry, we know what's going on."
Gunner Zhou Kai patted his chest and promised that although there was not much ammunition, it was enough for this night sneak attack. He used to be a veteran of the mortar platoon in the army, and he retreated from the army only because of his leg injury.
There are many like him who joined the underground resistance organization of the Fang family through Fang Jingyao's relationship and re-active on the anti-Japanese battlefield behind enemy lines.
The veteran has a lot of experience. After a simple range measuring scale, he quickly adjusted the shooting elements. At this moment, everyone held their breath and waited for the leader Agui to give the order.
"Prepare to… open fire!"
Zhou Kai immediately sent the shell into the barrel, and with a muffled sound, the shell soared into the sky.
The sound here attracted the attention of the Japanese soldiers, but before they could react, the shells drew an arc and smashed hard on a small wooden house in the port.
boom!
As the fire flashed, three unlucky guys instantly went to see the King of Hell.
This is not over yet. The shooting angle of the mortar will not change after calibration. As long as the shell tube is enough to the gunner's speed, the shell will fall like hail, and it will smash it to the ground.
Chapter completed!