Chapter 72: Reverse Thinking
Wang Ye, wearing an earth-colored military blanket, quietly approached the Huting stronghold.
At this time, the bright moon hanging alone in the sky had fallen behind the western ridge. Only the faint starlight was shining down, and the entire periphery of the Huting stronghold was pitch black.
There were several bonfires lit in the stronghold.
There were more than a dozen Japanese sentries divided into several groups sitting around a fire, and some were standing guard.
However, Wang Ye was also very clear that there must be Japanese secret sentries in the darkness where the firelight could not reach. After all, trenches and barbed wire could not guarantee that they would not be infiltrated.
Wang Ye quietly approached the stronghold and subconsciously stopped when he was two hundred meters away from the trench of the stronghold.
This distance is just right, which can not only ensure the hit rate, but also allow for early transfer before the Japanese cavalry breaks out of the stronghold. It can be said that it can attack when advancing and defend when retreating.
After all, it was pitch dark and the searchlight had been shot down, so as long as he escaped a hundred meters away, the Japanese would be unable to catch him even if they sent out their entire cavalry regiment.
All he had to do was lie down on the ground.
He also wanted to replicate last night's success.
However, when Wang Ye was about to lie down, he suddenly stopped and began to hesitate.
If nothing unexpected happened, the earthen ditch he used to hide last night must have been discovered by the Japanese. The distance between that earthen ditch and the trench of the Huting stronghold was about two hundred meters.
So tonight, the Japanese's defense focus must be two hundred meters.
If he hid within two hundred meters, he would most likely be exposed.
Disguise is just a disguise after all, and there is still a risk of being exposed if you search carefully.
After weighing the pros and cons for a moment, Wang Ye decided to continue moving forward, approaching within fifty meters of the stronghold.
This is what makes Wang Ye different from others. If it were someone else, they would definitely stay as far away as possible to ensure safety in this situation, but Wang Ye did the opposite and stayed closer.
This is called reverse thinking, which is a very valuable quality.
Many people have seen successful cases of reverse thinking and think that they are nothing special.
But once it comes to actual practice, at least ninety-nine out of a hundred people do not have reverse thinking, but only think conventionally based on their common sense and experience.
Taking advantage of the cover of night, Wang Ye continued to sneak forward.
They finally stopped when they were less than fifty meters away from the outer trench of the Huting stronghold.
After searching in a small area for another half an hour, I found a depression that was barely big enough for me to fit in.
This depression is very shallow, only about a foot deep. If it was a foxhole dug by a new soldier, he would definitely be beaten up by the old soldiers, because this foxhole could barely accommodate a body, let alone shelter from bullets.
But now Wang Ye can only find such a hiding place.
Because the ditches and pits outside the stronghold were filled up by the Japanese and the vegetation was also cleared.
Wang Ye used his bayonet to widen and deepen the depression slightly to ensure that there was enough room for him to lie down.
Because we couldn't make too much noise, the whole widening process was very slow and took two hours.
Then he fell face down in a depression and covered himself with a blanket, including his head, leaving only the front end of the Type 38 rifle barrel and the silencer outside the blanket.
After ensuring that the disguise was complete, Wang Ye began to adjust his breathing.
After more than ten seconds, his breathing completely calmed down. Wang Ye put the butt of the rifle against his right shoulder again, then slightly tilted his head and locked onto the first target by feeling.
He was a Japanese sentry.
Standing targets are easier to hit.
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It is the guard team's turn to be on duty tonight.
Jiro Kuroshima and several of his sergeants sat around the campfire and complained.
"The commander is just too cautious." Kuroshima Jiro tilted his head back and took a sip of sake, saying depressedly, "It's just a bunch of guerrillas. What are you afraid of?"
Several sergeants did not dare to respond.
Kuroshima Jiro dares to say such things, but they don’t.
If this gets to the captain's ears, it will be a big trouble.
Kuroshima Jiro went on to say, "If you had listened to me and sent out scouts the first thing last night, that Tubalu would never have been able to escape. We would have definitely caught him!"
Several sergeants still didn't dare to respond.
Kuroshima Jiro was about to say something more when he suddenly heard a whooshing sound in his ear.
The sound sounded like the whistling of a bullet breaking through the air.
Kuroshima Jiro stood up suddenly, and several sergeants followed suit.
The next moment, the Japanese sentry, who was less than three meters away from the bonfire, fell to the ground.
"Damn, there are Eighth Route Army soldiers!" Kuroshima Morita and several sergeants were shocked and lay down immediately. One of the sergeants even quickly took out a hand-cranked alarm and shook it vigorously.
Immediately afterwards, a shrill alarm sounded into the sky.
The Huting stronghold, which had been immersed in silence, was suddenly awakened.
Hundreds of Japanese soldiers swarmed out of the dormitories and quickly entered the positions.
Then, accompanied by two bangs, two flares whistled into the air, and the dazzling light instantly illuminated the area within a radius of several kilometers as bright as day.
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Outside the stronghold.
Seeing the flares go up and cast a dazzling light,
Wang Ye couldn't help but curse in his heart, this was really something he didn't expect.
The old devil Kuroshima Morita actually called in flares? If he hadn't been careful enough to put on a camouflage blanket, he would have been exposed immediately.
Being exposed to the enemy's guns at a distance of fifty meters is no joke.
After all, all the ditches and pits outside the stronghold had been filled up by the Japanese, and the area within a radius of more than 1,000 meters was an open area with no cover, making it very difficult to save one's life.
At that moment, Wang Ye lay there, not daring to move.
…
At this time, the Japanese soldiers in the Huting stronghold were all confused.
Two flares slowly descended under the traction of parachutes, casting strong light. The visual conditions were very good, and the area within a two-kilometer radius outside the stronghold was clearly visible.
But there was no trace of a ghost.
Could it be that the Eighth Route Army had already escaped to an area two kilometers away?
But Kuroshima Jiro quickly denied this possibility.
From the time the sentry was killed to the time they sounded the alarm and then the flares were launched, it took less than a minute in total. How could the Eighth Route Army run two kilometers away in such a short time?
Even if the Eighth Route Army could fly, they couldn't be that fast!
However, the cruel truth is that the Tubalu were indeed not found.
Kuroshima Jiro looked through everything with his eyes, but still couldn't find a single ghost.
"What's going on? Why sound the alarm?" Kuroshima Morita was also alarmed and came out of the dormitory to ask.
Kuroshima Jiro had a gloomy face and said nothing. A sergeant came forward and reported: "Captain, just now another Eighth Route Army soldier hid outside the base and shot from behind. Shimada-kun died for his country."
"Bagayalu." Kuroshima Morita said angrily, "The Tubalu are really haunting us."
Speaking of this, Kuroshima Morita asked again: "Have you found the Eighth Route Army that shot from behind?"
"Nothing was found." The sergeant shook his head and said, "No living creatures were found within a two-kilometer radius."
"What?" Kuroshima Morita's reaction was exactly the same as Kuroshima Jiro's. He said angrily, "Could it be that the Tubalu can fly? How could they fly two kilometers away in such a short time?"
The sergeant nodded slightly and dared not say another word.
Kuroshima Morita was still furious, and he shouted at Kuroshima Jiro, "The security team will attack immediately and conduct a carpet search of the area within a two-kilometer radius of the base."
"The search focus is on the range ."
"This Tubalu must still be hiding in this area."
"We must dig deep into the ground to find this traitor."
"Ha!" Kuroshima Jiro suddenly bowed his head, then turned and left .
In just a moment, more than thirty Japanese cavalrymen rushed out from the open gate of the stronghold.
At this time, the two flares in the sky gradually went out, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.
But within a few seconds, three more cannon shots were heard, and three more flares whistled into the air.
With the help of the strong light from the flares, more than 30 cavalrymen from the Heishima squad, in groups of two, conducted a carpet search of the area within a two-kilometer radius outside the Huting stronghold.
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Wang Ye lay on the ground, not daring to move.
Taking advantage of the brief interval when the flares went out, he had already put the rifle back under the blanket. At this moment, Wang Ye, covered with the blanket, had completely merged with the surrounding bare ground.
Not to mention at night, it is difficult to distinguish even during the day.
Unless the Japanese cavalry stepped directly over Wang Ye, it would be impossible for them to discover him.
This was indeed the case. One of the cavalry search teams passed by Wang Ye, and the hooves of their war horses had already stepped on the edge of the blanket. If they had shifted to the left a few inches, they would have stepped on Wang Ye's head.
However, this low-probability event did not happen after all.
With more than 30 cavalrymen, the probability of stepping on a person within a two-kilometer radius is not much different from winning five million in the lottery.
What's more , the Japanese's search focus is on the circular area from two hundred meters to five hundred meters.
Wang Ye's reverse thinking played a key role here, helping him escape disaster.
