It is a valley that the locals call Bison Depression.

A gravel road leads to the west, barbed wire has been pulled up near the valley, and Japanese troops patrol it, and the Japanese troops entering and leaving have to be checked.

And you have to have permission from inside to enter, a hidden telephone line that leads to the outside world.

"These barbed wire fences are connected to high-voltage electricity, and they can't afford it during the day, and there are pitfalls in the barbed wire in the past, and there are bamboo sticks underneath, although there are no bamboo sticks, but below is the pit for discharging wastewater, if it is used to produce chemical weapons, then as long as it falls, rub a little skin, and I don't need to say the result, Brother Cao!" Xiao Guizi was like a chatter, and he didn't listen to Cao Xingyang's ear and told him what he knew.

Cao Xingyang, as an old scout, even if he didn't go over to observe on the spot, he could guess that there would definitely be a trap behind the barbed wire.

呲呲......

A black smoke rose, and the greedy little mouse was suddenly electrocuted into charcoal.

This attracted the attention of the Japanese patrol, and in the telescope, Cao Xingyang silently watched the route of the Japanese patrol, and it was obvious that in addition to confirming that the barbed wire was connected with high voltage, it was also necessary to obtain the correct walking route after entering the barbed wire.

"How much do you know about the situation in the valley?"

"They don't want people from outside, they use prisoners and **** prisoners of war, it's hard to get in." Xiao Guizi saw the route drawn by Cao Xingyang silently in the small notebook, and he couldn't help but look up to the commander of this reconnaissance battalion by three points.

This guy is typical of being thick on the outside and thin on the inside.

"Is there any?"

"A little, but rarely, we tried to send people in, mixed in with the people who gave them, and probably got a feel for the situation." Xiao Guizi said.

"Inside is a rectangular building, built a bit like a prison, with turrets built at all four corners, and the highest building on the ground is two floors, and ...... after entering" Xiao Guizi took out a picture and handed it to Cao Xingyang, explaining while pointing.

"The Japanese use ten trucks a day to transport maps, on average, from here to the river at least four times a day, each time at least four square meters of soil, a day is nearly 200 cubic meters, they transport a whole month and a half!"

"Almost 10,000 cubic meters?" Cao Xingyang said in surprise.

"Brother Cao's arithmetic is so good, I have been calculating it for a long time." Xiao Guizi was surprised.

"The devil's chemical weapons factory covers an area of about six acres, and it is impossible to hollow out all the underground, so it seems that the scale of this project is not small." Cao Xingyang secretly calculated in his heart how much equivalent ZY would be needed if such a large underground project was to be blown up.

"Artillery battle, how many ZY did we bring with us this time?"

"Twenty kilograms, Yingza, why do you ask?" The veteran asked strangely.

"Twenty kilograms, that's too little, far from enough!" Even if Cao Xingyang is not proficient in explosives, he can see that this bit is really not enough to see.

"Why don't you go back and get it?"

"Go back and get it, no, you can't go back, and wait until the Yaksha comes over in the evening." Cao Xingyang shook his head, hoping that they could bring a little more zy.

"Go back, there's nothing to see anymore."

Return to the resting place.

"Little Guizi, can you find a way to get in, with the information we have now, even if we can attack it, I'm afraid we can't guarantee that we will get out." Cao Xingyang said.

"It's very difficult now, the Japanese are very strict, even if they send supplies, they are much stricter than before."

"How often do they send supplies?"

"Normally, it's once every two or three days, and there's no regularity."

"How are supplies procured?"

"Purchasing directly from the town, they call the merchant who wants to purchase in advance, say the quantity, and then when it will come, it's not sure, sometimes they come right away, sometimes they come the next day, and it won't take more than two days at the latest."

"How much do I need them to procure supplies and how many days in between?"

"I've already prepared this for Brother Cao!" Xiao Guizi smiled, took out a stack of yellow paper from his pocket and handed it over.

"Are you ready?"

"We are in the intelligence industry, we have to pay attention to all information, and supply procurement is important information, how can we not pay attention to it?" The little noble son smiled proudly.

"It's all the amount of melons, fruits and vegetables here, why is there no rice and noodles?"

"The Japanese have their own supply channels for rice and noodles, and they don't need to purchase them externally, just fresh vegetables, fish and meat, and they can't supply them directly, and if they purchase them locally, the cost will be lower." Xiao Guizi explained.

Although Cao Xingyang doesn't understand economics, he still knows how to save money by doing this.

"What about rice and noodles, how much is served at one time?"

"It is replenished once every half a month, and each time it is 20 packs of rice and flour."

"How many catties a bag, rice is 100 catties, flour is 50 catties." The little nobleman is like a treasure.

"In this way, the daily consumption of rice is about 120 catties, and the flour is 65 catties, and according to the daily consumption of food per person, the Japanese soldiers, prisoners, and prisoners of war in it should add up to about 300 people."

"Brother Cao is right, it's the same conclusion we came to." Xiao Guizi applauded.

"Now it's inside, we don't know anything about it." Cao Xingyang couldn't help but sigh melancholy.

"Camp, there is a situation!"

"What's the situation?"

"Someone has come to us, not like the local people." The vigilant sentry reported.

"Little Guizi, is it safe here?"

"Safety, this temple is in disrepair, usually some beggars gather, after the Japanese arrived here, they caught all the beggars, killed them, and no one dared to come here."

"Pass on my orders, they are all hidden for me, no orders are given, no shots are allowed, and if you shoot, you will inevitably lead the devil over." Cao Xingyang ordered.

"Laojun Temple, this is it." One of the young men in the lead looked up at the crooked plaque and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Binzi, four o'clock direction, thirty meters away, one eaves corner, ten o'clock direction, on the tree, one ......"

"See, it's supposed to be them." Wang Bin smiled slightly.

"Would you like to try their condition?" Zhang Yi smiled, the two of them came all the way openly, but the other three people had already quietly touched it.

"It's all your own people, don't hurt others."

"Understood!"

Zhang Yi smiled weirdly, reached out and touched his nose, which was a signal for Zhao Yanjun and the three of them to make a move.

"Don't move, you're dead!" The one on the tree was ripped off by Du Shan, covered his mouth and nose, and said coldly in his ear.

"Woo!"

"Don't scream, bring the devil here, everyone is in trouble." Du Shan squeezed his head.

"You're a Yaksha...... after all, a soldier in the reconnaissance battalion, and knowing that this mission was going to work with Yaksha, he immediately guessed the identity of the Yaksha.

"You're not stupid, what's your name?"

"My name is Shi Long, what's your name, big brother?"

"Du Shan!"

"It turned out to be Brother Du." Shilong is familiar with it.

"Let's go, take me to see your Battalion Commander Cao." Du Shan commanded.

"No, I'm dead, I'm a dead man." Shi Long grinned.

"You kid is very clever, you know the importance of sticking to your post, okay, I'll just go myself." Du Shan smiled, patted Shi Long lightly on the shoulder, and his figure flickered, and he was already seven or eight meters away all of a sudden.

"Huh?"

Xie Peng, the sharpshooter who was ambushed behind the eaves, raised his head slightly, and he felt that the two people who came in were completely walking in the position of shooting dead ends in his position.

This was no coincidence, just as he was about to look up slightly, he heard a crisp sound of tiles behind him, and a dagger with cold light was already lying under his neck.

"Boy, the sniper position was well chosen."

Xie Peng was horrified, the enemy actually touched behind him, he didn't notice it at all just now, it was terrifying.

He wanted to move, but a huge force came from his waist and pressed him down all at once. On the tiles, you can't move.

"Don't try to warn, I'm not going to give you a chance." Zhao Yanjun let go and pulled Xie Peng up.

"Who are you?"

"You'll find out in a moment." Zhao Yanjun smiled, put away the dagger, jumped lightly, and jumped down.

In the Laojun Palace, behind the dilapidated Sumeru Seat, Cao Xingyang took Xiao Guizi and his elite team to ambush here, waiting quietly.

For a long time, there was no movement outside.

What's going on?

Cao Xingyang felt that something was wrong, the guard and secret post he personally arranged would never be discovered, did nothing happen, just a false alarm?

"Come out, big man Cao!"

Cao Xingyang was agitated and immediately stood up, this voice was so familiar, it was Wang Bin's voice.

Cao Xingyang is the academy of the first batch of officer workshops, in addition to learning military command and various skills, military training is also essential, Wang Bin was his supervisor at that time, and his voice Cao Xingyang can not forget in his life.

"What, do you want me to go in and ask you to come out?"

"No, no, I knew that as soon as you came, the weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, and he must not be well-intentioned!" Cao Xingyang laughed, ran all the way out of it, and gave Wang Bin a hug.

"These are your soldiers?" Wang Bin smiled.

"Yes, my soldier, what's going on?"

"It's okay, so-so." Wang Bin glanced at it and gave an evaluation.

Cao Xingyang couldn't help but laugh proudly, it was already very good to let Wang Bin give an "okay" evaluation, which of the officers in their workshop was not arrogant, and felt that Yaksha was nothing remarkable, and engaged in confrontation, but as a result, in front of Yaksha, it was not very miserable.

I'm afraid that experience is something that many people will never forget for the rest of their lives.

"Why didn't you expect it, are you afraid to see me, and run away after losing two meals of wine?" Wang Bin smiled, "The guy who can't afford to lose." ”

"I'm not a little tight on money, another day, another ......day, another day" Cao Xingyang's old face flushed, remembering the short days in the officer's workshop, which was really the most comfortable day in his life.

Soldiers, naturally sometimes they don't admit defeat, they are all aggressive, the result can be imagined, after a few competitions, Cao Xingyang lost several meals, and almost spent all the allowances in his hand.

(To be continued.) )