It is normal for the Japanese to not let us bring guns and ammunition in.
This is not to prevent spies, but to prevent accidental fire...
Just imagine, this is the ammunition depot. As long as people who are not stupid in their heads know the danger of bringing guns in to move things.
I had developed an inside line inside the tunnel without anyone noticing. Although the soldiers didn't say anything, I could see incredible and admiration from the expressions on their faces. The reason why they didn't say it was completely
Because this is the territory of the Vietnamese Japanese, they dare not speak Chinese to me.
In fact, until now I can't believe that my life will be so good. It's just like God intentionally arranged: I was so coincidental that I cut myself, and then I was so coincidental that a Chinese person was healing me, and then
This coincidental gives us tacit understanding and trust between each other... I believe that if any of these things goes wrong, then I and my team are likely to be in a state of doom.
But as the saying goes, no coincidence can make a book, I just encountered this.
We transport a lot of supplies, including ammunition, water, and food. At this time, perhaps it is the time to distribute food, and the team waiting for the supplies to line up outside the warehouse. This makes our laborers in the warehouse
I was very busy moving up and down.
But although we are busy happily on the surface, we are actually anxious. Without a time bomb, we can't escape unscathed after completing the task.
When walking into the warehouse, the scholar looked at no one nearby and asked in a low voice: "What should I do?"
I understand what scholars mean. To be honest, it is not difficult for us to blow up this ammunition depot. There are grenades everywhere, explosive packs? Just detonate a few at will to cause a chain explosion... But, we
The result is to die with this ammunition depot!
Some people may say that compared to this ammunition depot, compared to the victory we achieved, compared to the Yue Japanese who killed us... my army with only ten people is worth it even if it dies together.
It is just a simple mathematical addition and subtraction to calculate, if only the casualty ratio of both parties or the achievement of strategic goals is considered. However, anyone who is in our situation, will
I won't make this decision easily.
Because this is related to our lives, especially mine.
For me, compared with life, other tasks, hatred, etc., are all nonsense!
"Wait!" I only answered one word. In fact, I was always looking for time bombs in ammunition when I was carrying the goods, but unfortunately I never looked for them.
"Or..." Baekabad gritted his teeth and said, "Or you go first, I'll stay!"
I understand the meaning of the bayonet. What does he do if he stays behind? It is obvious that he wants to leave the detonation of the ammunition depot alone. It should be said that his idea makes sense. It is better to die alone than to die together, right? Bayonet
The idea is indeed admirable, but I don't think it's the best way.
"We are here together. Leaving you alone may arouse the enemy's suspicion." I said, "At that time, we are afraid that the mission will not be completed, we will not be able to leave!"
When I say this, there is no sound from the bayonet. The Japanese are not prepared for it, but it does not mean that they are all fools.
At this time, two Vietnamese soldiers patrolling in the warehouse came up, and we pretended to be fine and carried a few boxes and walked away.
Time passed little by little, and I became more and more anxious as I saw the fewer and fewer people lined up outside to receive supplies. It was obvious that when the materials were distributed, it was when they didn't need us, and then I wanted to get in again.
I'm afraid that this arsenal can only break in. However, I have never found a way to blow up the arsenal and safely leave this place...
Do we really have to exchange our lives for this arsenal?
If we do this, we will become heroes, but I don’t want myself and my soldiers to become heroes. I just want us to live!
In a very accidental situation, a Vietnamese army knocked over a box of American grenades, and the iron lumps spread all over the floor like apples. Seeing this, I couldn't help but have an idea and pretended to come forward to help clean up, but just left
At that time, he unconsciously stuffed two into his sleeves...
My actions were discovered by the bayonets and others. They were all interested, right? Seeing me coming up to help with nothing, I knew there must be a ghost, but they didn't understand why I was stealing the grenade! So they all
He cast a puzzled look at me.
I didn't explain either, but just smiled and hid the grenade under the eyes of the soldiers, and then pretended that nothing had happened and continued to move things.
Soon after, the physical labor finally came to an end. I took out two grenades in the shadow of the light and clamped them between the two wooden boxes, then used the fastest speed.
Unplug the safety bolt and walk away.
Just like the thunder I set up last time, these two grenades undoubtedly became two good time bombs.
I could almost imagine this: when the next time the Vietnamese army distributed supplies, a soldier carried a wooden box on his shoulder effortlessly, but watched in surprise as two grenades rolled to the ground.
Then there was a "boom" sound... the whole world became quiet!
Some people may say that the power of the two grenades may not be enough to detonate the entire ammunition depot. This is indeed true. After all, this warehouse contains more than ammunition. If the grenade explodes in the can pile, it will only make the Japanese devils less.
It's just food rations. But of course I'm not so stupid that I didn't even consider this. When I was carrying supplies, I was sure of a little... the wooden boxes where I put the grenades were packed with explosives.
When I walked out of the ammunition depot, all the soldiers were looking at me. I knew what they meant. They wanted to fight against the Vietnamese devils at this last moment! But I knew there was no need for this now, so I smiled at them easily
I smiled and found a gesture to issue the order to retreat.
Although the soldiers were puzzled, they did not dare to disobey my orders under such circumstances, so they had to withdraw from the warehouse unwillingly...
"Second Captain Two!" When entering the passage, Scar could no longer hold back. He touched me behind him and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing? Just retreating like this?"
"Why don't retreat?" I asked back.
"Where is the mission?" Scar said with a glaring look: "I left without completing the mission? Such a good opportunity just now..."
"The mission has been completed!" I said in reality: "Now think about how to withdraw from the tunnel!"
"Has the mission been completed?" Everyone looked at me in confusion when they heard this, and the bayonets and others who were walking in front stopped their pace.
"What's going on?" Scar asked, "It's clear that the soldiers can retreat with confidence!"
"Do you remember I stole two grenades?" I took out two safety plugs from my pocket and shook them in front of the bayonet: "The safety plug is here. Next time I cross the Japanese and move supplies, hehe..."
Scar was stunned when he heard this, and then he quickly understood what was going on. He patted my shoulder hard and shouted, "Good boy, there is you!"
Then I soon realized that this place was still the territory of the Japanese, so I hurriedly stopped the voice.
The group climbed forward along the passage. When I got out of the passage, I was stunned. There were several officers in the habitat. One of the officers with a mustache looked around us like a needle.
, he looked like a captain with his military rank.
Chen Yiyi was also in the habitat, and her eyes were a little panicked. When she saw me, she unconsciously slanted towards the passage that left.
I understand what she means, and at the same time I also know that the officers in front of me are not Yi Yu.
"Report to the sir!" I ran up a few steps and stood up to salute the captain: "We are the troops of the 1st Battalion of the 327th Regiment, and have just received the mission and are ready to go out!"
I didn't say anything about the number of this unit. I did some intelligence work long before we entered the tunnel. Although the Vietnamese army was very nervous, it was still possible to catch a few prisoners and get some information, such as Yue in the tunnel
The number of military troops is very evident, and so on.
"Yes!" The captain of the Vietnam Army looked at me up and down, and asked casually: "What is the mission?"
"This..." I replied hesitantly: "I am not inconvenient to inform me!"
This is also my wisdom. In fact, for the sake of intelligence security, the Vietnamese army has long ordered irrelevant people and others to ask about the content of the mission. I think this captain also knows this. The reason why he asked this is just a test
us.
On the other hand, the reason why I dare to say this is because the communication equipment in this tunnel is very poor, and basically relies on manual inquiries by correspondents. If the Vietnamese captain wants to ask for verification, he can only send a correspondent to consult. But...
The so-called military emergency is obviously unrealistic to wait for him to send a correspondent back and forth when we are about to carry out our mission.
"Yes!" Captain Yue nodded again, then calmly tidied my collar and said, "Do it well, give the Chinese some good looks!"
"Yes!" I stepped forward and took us into the tunnel we left.
To be honest, this result surprised me a little. At first I thought this Vietnamese captain was difficult to deal with, but I didn't expect to get away with it so easily.
It was just an accident, but I followed the team into the passage without any hesitation. When I passed by Chen Yiyi, I couldn't help but pause. In this case, it seemed that it was not suitable to take her out. Chen Yiyi also threw herself at me.
He looked at me understanding and nodded sadly.
At this time, I couldn't help but feel ache in my heart. I felt guilty and urged to snatch her out. But rationality finally calmed down and gritted my teeth and continued
Drill into the tunnel.
But what we didn't expect was that the cunning captain of Vietnam did not let go of his guard against us. Just as we were about to leave, the captain of Vietnam waved at us and shouted in standard Chinese: "Goodbye comrade!