The expeditionary force began to dominate Southeast Asia by recruiting defeated soldiers

Chapter 507: Disguise Infiltration

Lin Laisheng jumped onto one of the assault boats and glanced at the team members on the boat.

In addition to his more than 20 local guerrillas, there were six officers and soldiers wearing the same camouflage uniforms but with slightly different temperaments.

They are "instructors" and "advisors" from Southeast Asia who were subsequently airdropped to organize training and command the 277th Special Operations Regiment.

Through a series of clever operations and coercion and inducement, Lin Laisheng and other officers and soldiers from the Nanyang National Defense Force have firmly grasped the actual command of this special operations regiment adapted from the guerrillas.

The original leader, White Eagle electrical engineer Harriman, was naturally happy to have some free time and began his crazy modification career.

The deputy commander, the Dutchman Karen, saw that the situation was hopeless and simply surrendered.

After all, he had never even been to Europe, let alone seen Queen Mina.

However, he actually saw the greenbacks and small gold bars that were airdropped from Southeast Asia.

This regiment is now the sharp knife in Zhang Chi's hand that stabs into the back of the Japanese invaders on Sumatra Island and eliminates the local pro-Japanese stubborn forces!

An aboriginal youth with his hands tied behind his back and a look of fear and flattery on his face was pushed in front of Lin Laisheng.

He was the one captured a few days ago when the 277th Special Operations Regiment ambushed a puppet army patrol. He belonged to a wealthy local family that was affiliated with the Japanese.

"Are you sure? Is it the place called 'Tatatuna Town' in front?" Lin Laisheng asked in fluent Malay with a cold look in his eyes.

"Yes... yes, sir." The captive nodded vigorously, "The mayor, Tatatuuna Gong, is the biggest chief, and his mansion is right in the center of the town.

There are also several elders and merchants, all... all living nearby. The town security team... has... about forty people, led by Baron, Mayor Gong's nephew... and... there are seventeen or eighteen Taijun... no, Japanese soldiers... living in the blockhouse next to the town hall..."

"Very good." Lin Laisheng nodded and gestured to a team member next to him, "Untie him."

"Now, lead the way. If you dare to play tricks, you'll be the first to die!"

The prisoner was so frightened that he trembled all over and repeatedly promised that he would not dare.

The diesel engines roared deeply, and the five assault boats shot out like arrows, following the winding stream upstream and heading straight for the town of Tatatuna.

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The town of Tatatuna is located on a relatively open river bend terrace, surrounded by dense rubber forests and rice fields.

The town is very big and its former prosperity is evident. Some brick and stone houses are obviously much taller and more imposing than the surrounding thatched houses.

But at this moment, the town was shrouded in a suppressed panic. Although the explosions from the distant Palembang were faint, they were enough to terrify these fence-sitters who relied on the powerful.

There were two checkpoints at the town entrance. The first, on the outskirts, was manned by fourteen or fifteen native security guards wearing khaki puppet army uniforms, their hats tilted, and clutching old-fashioned rifles and even muskets.

The second one is inside the wooden fence at the entrance of the town, obviously closer to the core area. There is also a simple sandbag bunker next to it with a light machine gun mounted on it. Two Japanese soldiers wearing butt curtain hats can be vaguely seen inside.

Lin Laisheng and six other people swaggered towards the first checkpoint.

He and two others wore captured short-sleeved Japanese tropical uniforms. The other two had Type 99 rifles hanging from their shoulders, while Lin Laisheng had a Nambu pistol and a captured saber slung around his waist.

The other three wore puppet army uniforms, but tried to make their eyes less sharp and their steps more relaxed, imitating the lazy security guards.

"Stop! Who are you?" A small puppet army leader with a cheap cigarette in his mouth asked lazily, his eyes sweeping over Lin Laisheng and others.

When the puppet army leader saw the Japanese military uniform, he obviously shrank back.

Lin Laisheng kept walking, his face filled with arrogance and impatience, and he cursed in his flawless Japanese language:

"Baka! You're blind! Can't you see we're soldiers from our brother nation? I'm Murata of the 25th Military Police Battalion, a second lieutenant. Under orders from Commander Tanabe, I'm here to inspect the defenses of Tatatuna Town. Get out of the way!"

He was so imposing, and he imitated the condescending behavior of the Japanese officers who looked down on the natives like grass perfectly.

Coupled with his standard accent and military uniform, he instantly intimidated these puppet soldiers.

The little leader's hand trembled, and the cigarette butt fell to the ground. He nodded and bowed hurriedly, speaking in a half-baked Japanese language mixed with Malay (similar to Concord language):

"Hai! Hai! Your Majesty, please calm down. I have failed to recognize the great man. Please, please come in."

As he spoke, he quickly waved his hand to have his men remove the wooden fence that blocked the road.

Lin Laisheng snorted coldly, not even bothering to look at them. He led his men through the first checkpoint at a rapid pace and headed straight for the second checkpoint at the town entrance.

The "puppet army" members behind him intentionally or unintentionally separated the puppet soldiers at the first checkpoint, with their hands seemingly casually placed on their waists.

Hidden under their clothes, there were M1911 pistols that definitely did not belong to the Japanese or the puppet army, and each of them had two M1911s loaded with bullets on their waists.

The first level was passed easily.

Lin Laisheng did not relax at all.

He knew that the real test was at the second checkpoint, where there were real Japanese soldiers who were not so easy to fool.

Sure enough, when they approached the wooden fence and sandbag bunker at the entrance of the town, the two Japanese soldiers behind the bunker immediately became alert. Although they did not touch the mounted machine gun, a hoarse and vigilant voice still shouted in Japanese language:

"Stop! Command!"

Lin Laisheng remained calm, continuing to play the role of the arrogant second lieutenant. Instead, he quickened his pace, waving his hands impatiently as he walked.

"Baga! What's the command? I'm Second Lieutenant Murata of the Military Police Battalion. The enemy is bombing Palembang, can't you see?

I have urgent military business to discuss with your superiors. Open the door! Can you afford to delay the war?

He tried to use his official authority and urgent military affairs to pressure the other party.

However, the Japanese soldiers behind the bunker were clearly no match for the useless soldiers at the first checkpoint. One of the older sergeants stared at Lin Laisheng with sharp eyes, showing no intention of moving aside. Instead, he raised his gun a little more cautiously.

"Stop! Give the command immediately!"

His fingers had already touched the gun strap on his shoulder, trying to lift the Type 99 rifle he was carrying.

Lin Laisheng cursed in his heart, knowing that he could not get away with it.

He continued walking, but his expression instantly changed from arrogance to a ferocious murderous intent. He made a subtle gesture with his left hand and shouted in Chinese: "Do it!"

The moment he finished speaking.

"boom!"

A crisp gunshot shattered the tranquility at the town entrance.

It was a sniper, a sniper lying in ambush on a big tree at the edge of the jungle in the distance. The moment he saw Lin Laisheng making gestures with his left hand, he pulled the trigger.

The air-dropped Springfield M1903 sniper rifle equipped with a scope uses .30-06 full-power bullets and is extremely powerful.

The Japanese sergeant who was questioning suddenly tilted his head back, a ball of blood burst out from his helmet, and he fell into the bunker without a sound.