1.8 Sneak Attack

"Senza, can you ask how you know the secrets of these Japanese soldiers?" Wang Shankui felt that Huang Haoran's answer still couldn't solve the question in his heart, especially Huang Haoran's fluent Japanese, which made him feel too weird. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The old man of my family studied in Japan in his early years and met a few friends from the Japanese non-commissioned officer school! So ......" Huang Haoran's answer was decent, and it could be regarded as temporarily dispelling the doubts in the heart of Company Commander Wang.

Wang Shankui glanced at the Japanese ammunition depot again and asked Huang Haoran: "Counselor, what should we do?" You'd better get your idea! You can't just wait until dawn, can you? ”

Huang Haoran ignored Wang Shankui, holding a telescope and silently observing the Japanese troops patrolling near the ammunition depot.

Wang Shankui was in a hurry on the side, but he could only stare at Huang Haoran, he didn't dare to disturb this Huang Shenzuo.

I don't know when Company Commander Wang began to regard this Huang Shenzuo as his backbone, and he has now firmly put himself in the position of his subordinates.

"Don't be impatient, wait!" After a long time, Huang Haoran popped out such a sentence.

In this way, more than 20 people of the squad lay on their stomachs in the field outside the Japanese ammunition depot for almost two hours, and just when Wang Shankui felt that his internal organs were about to be scorched, Huang Shenzao slowly retreated from the observation position.

Wang Shankui and his brothers cheered up and waited for the Yellow Ginseng Seat to lay out the plan.

Huang Haoran gathered everyone together, lowered his voice to deploy, and grabbed a branch in his hand to gesture on the ground.

Soon, the black shadows scattered from the field one after another.

Huang Haoran summed up the patrol rules of the Japanese army in 2 hours, and the rigid devils even patrolled every second, which is very easy to estimate.

Huang Haoran and Wang Shankui took a few soldiers to take advantage of the gap between the devil's patrols to get into the convoy at the gate of the devil's arsenal, they were all devils waiting for the checkpoint inspection, and the troops they belonged to were also varied, no one knew anyone, some devils glanced at Huang Haoran and a few of them, and they bragged and farted to themselves.

The lieutenant's uniform on Huang Haoran's body became the best cover, surrounded by some low-level officers and soldiers of the logistics unit, and no one wanted to provoke this guy wearing the uniform of the combat unit.

About ten minutes later, the military vehicle in front of Huang Haoran drove to the front of the gate, and the devils on the sentry post came out to check.

Huang Haoran and the others were swaying behind the military vehicle.

A devil subordinate looked at Huang Haoran and felt a little strange, and slowly walked over, Huang Haoran beckoned a subordinate to come and light a cigarette for himself, it seemed that he was accidental, Huang Haoran's cigarette was touched to the ground, Huang Haoran raised his slap and slapped the bow left and right!

"Smack! The loud slap ...... caused the devils in front and behind to turn their eyes over.

The beaten soldiers apologized vigorously, but Huang Haoran had no intention of stopping.

The devil's junior soldiers who originally wanted to come over and ask were frightened by Huang Haoran's ferocity and shrank back.

After the military vehicle was checked, the throttle drove out, Huang Haoran hurriedly made a chase appearance, rushed through the door card behind him, and flipped in with the tailgate of the carriage.

Wang Shankui also flipped up.

Huang Haoran saw the somewhat nervous devil driver, smiled and knocked on the back window, then pointed to the rank on his shoulder, and motioned for a ride.

When I was queuing up for inspection just now, I had already seen Huang Haoran's powerful Japanese driver, and he didn't dare to ask, so he acquiesced and agreed.

Huang Haoran and the others sat in the carriage in a big shape and began to visit the ammunition depot of this devil.

Huang Haoran looked at his subordinates whose cheeks were red and swollen by himself, and said apologetically:

"Does it hurt? There's really no way to do it just now... I've wronged you! ”

Xiao Bing turned his head and looked at Huang Haoran seriously, and said softly:

"I know you're a last resort, I don't hurt!"

Huang Haoran looked at this somewhat childish face, touched Xiaobing's head distressedly, and said with a smile:

"Don't be afraid, just follow me! Follow me...! Let's fight a big situation together! ”

The soldier's eyes gradually brightened, and his eyes became firm!

The little soldier firmly remembered the commander in front of him who looked at him and smiled, and his words gave him infinite strength!

"Take a seat! My name is Guan Yongbo, and I follow you! I'm not afraid! ”

Huang Haoran pressed Guan Yongbo's shoulder hard, feeling infinite in his heart

I hope I don't let down such an eager gaze!

The security in the Japanese warehouse is really not worth mentioning, Huang Haoran and the others successfully found the warehouse where the shells were stacked. Then they made a simple time-delay explosive device out of cotton thread and grenades, and the shells used by the devils to massacre the Chinese soldiers have now become their own life-threatening talismans!

As agreed beforehand, the brothers outside the arsenal opened fire on time to attract the attention of the Japanese troops.

Huang Haoran, they mixed with the guards with the 38 big covers, and the ghosts rushed out of the gate with a scream.

Of course, the real devils are rushing towards the place where the gunfire is dense, and Huang Haoran and the others are charging at the target of the field in the dark......

The devil subordinate soldier at the gate sentry saw Huang Haoran's hideous face when he rushed in front of him brandishing his saber, and he was glad that he hadn't provoked this demon king-like lieutenant just now......

Huang Haoran and the others successfully hid themselves in the boundless night......

Hatoyama Shaosa is the garrison officer of this ammunition depot, Hatoyama was ambushed in the 31 Manchuria Incident by the local anti-Japanese armed forces and hit a leg, and he is still limping when he walks, so he was sent by his superiors to the logistics unit to wait for retirement and return home.

In the sequence of the Japanese army, a logistics officer like Hatoyama has no status, and Hatoyama Shaosa is often reprimanded by the officers of the combat unit who are several levels lower than him, and the soldiers under Hatoyama are a little unbearable to see Hatoyama dragging a disabled leg and standing where to be trained.

But Hatoyama himself is very satisfied with his current position, since he escaped in the ice and snow in northeast China, Hatoyama has no military intentions. Although the status of the logistics unit is lower, the benefits of being able to put it in the pocket are really many, and Hatoyama, the son of an Osaka merchant family, is living a very nourishing life in his current post.

Every month, the amount of yen that Hatoyama sends back to his home in Osaka is getting bigger and bigger......

Hatoyama has already begun to dream of living in a high-end apartment in Tokyo after he returns to Japan.

But tonight, the sudden sound of gunfire outside the arsenal ruined Hatoyama's interest in looking to the future. The brigade commander, Major General Nobutoki Ide, quickly called Hatoyama's office.

Hatoyama reported on the phone that Shogun Ide had broken up and that it was a group of scattered Shina troops who had arrived near the warehouse, and that it was not some organized raid.

At the end of the call, Hatoyama made a series of "Hai! Hello! "The commander of the Iide Brigade was very satisfied.

Hatoyama put down the telephone receiver and leaned back on the marching bed to recall if he had just offended Inoide Shogun, and the result was very decent. Hatoyama Shaozo happily opened a few cans of beef transported from the country, turned out his private sake, and drank alone......

"The rout outside will be left to Sasaki's garrison to solve!"

Just when Hatoyama Shaosa was a little drunk and happily sang the "waka" of his hometown, a violent shockwave broke through the wall behind Hatoyama, and Hatoyama Manshaozo was buried in the rubble with his hometown dream......

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