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Chapter 11 Glory

"Where is your position?" Wang Xuexin asked.

"Yes!" Fukuda Masaichi responded. He immediately took out the map and spread it on the ground. Then he pointed to a point and said: "Near here, Your Excellency, it should be said that it is a thin line of sky, and it is still seven miles away from the arsenal."

"Awesome!" Wang Xuexin praised: "Mr. Futian, did you know that you did something big unintentionally! You got lost, but you penetrated into the enemy's hinterland and hit the arsenal. This is the Eighth Route Military District-level arsenal. The Eighth Route Army's grenades, explosives, landmines, etc.

They are all produced in this arsenal!"

Fukuda Masaichi was secretly proud of being praised in this way. He also heard that it was such a big arsenal and if he could capture it, he would be promoted for meritorious service, so he felt a little elated.

However, the character of the Japanese is like this. They are happy but will not show it. Fukuda Shoichi suppressed the turbulence in his heart and replied calmly: "So that's it! Your Excellency is even more powerful. He only brings..."

As he spoke, Fukuda turned around and looked in the direction of the prisoners.

"Eight." Wang Xuexin said, "Including me, eight of them are our own."

What Wang Xuexin was talking about was the number of people in the enemy's Ministry of Industry except Feng Pizi.

"Yes!" Fukuda Shoichi looked at Wang Xuexin with eyes full of admiration and said: "Your Excellency dares to fight deep into the enemy's arsenal with only eight people. I admire you very much. We should take your Excellency as a model..."

"Futian-kun!" Wang Xuexin waved his hand nonchalantly: "We all serve the empire, so let's stop with the polite words! Time is running out, we should act immediately!"

"Yes! Please give me your instructions!"

Wang Xuexin pointed at the map and said: "Your troops are moving southwestward on the first line of the sky. Seven miles away, they will hit the Eighth Route Army before long."

Wang Xuexin thought for a while and then continued: "This is very dangerous. According to our intelligence, two divisions of the Eighth Route Army are near the arsenal. If there is a head-on firefight, our army will soon be surrounded by the enemy. This is not what we want, our

The target is the arsenal, do you understand?"

"Yes, understand!"

"So." Wang Xuexin ordered: "Be sure to stop and hide before our army exchanges fire with the enemy! Otherwise, everything will be too late!"

"Yes." Fukuda Masaichi responded and waved back.

Immediately, a Japanese soldier ran up with a gun in hand. After arriving, he knelt down half-kneeling with the gun in hand and prepared for battle. His movements were all done in one go. Fukuda Masaichi gave the order quickly and concisely, and the Japanese soldier responded with a waist-high posture.

He ran into the sorghum fields and disappeared without a trace.

The whole process took less than a minute. It was clean and tidy and not sloppy at all. Wang Xuexin's scalp felt numb for a while.

But when Futian turned his eyes, Wang Xuexin pretended not to care.

Just kidding, we are part of the mainland advance team, the elite among the elite of the Japs. How can we be shocked by this little tactical move of a three-legged cat?

"Next..." Wang Xuexin cast his eyes on the map and said thoughtfully: "The enemy is strong and we are weak. I think it is best for us to attack at night. Then I will lead a team of people deep into the arsenal to fight inside.

And the Yamazaki Battalion attacks from the outside, so it will be able to defeat the enemy with one blow!"

"Yes! Your Excellency has thought deeply, and I admire you very much!" Fukuda Masaichi's words are not a compliment. Only the mainland advancing team could come up with such a nearly perfect offensive plan in such a short time.

"It's just..." Wang Xuexin touched his chin and looked embarrassed.

"Are there any difficulties in attacking?" Fukuda Shoichi asked doubtfully.

Wang Xuexin pretended to be serious and said: "If we just blow up the arsenal and destroy as much damage as possible, the Manchukuo troops I led can do it, but if we cooperate internally and externally to cooperate with the troops..."

"Your words make sense." Shoichi Fukuda agreed: "Those Manchukuo troops have no fighting capacity at all and cannot shoulder this important task."

After a pause, Fukuda Shoichi said: "If you have no objection, my subordinates and I can disguise ourselves as the Eighth Route Army and follow you to fight in the arsenal!"

Wang Xuexin pretended to be surprised, looked at Fukuda Shoichi and his men as if to evaluate their combat effectiveness, then nodded and replied: "Then, I have wronged Mr. Fukuda. This battle has a near-death chance, Mr. Fukuda must be mentally prepared!"

Fukuda Shoichi replied excitedly: "It is our honor to follow you, and it is our pride to die for the empire. You don't have to worry about this!"

Wang Xuexin nodded with admiration, and then said: "There is another question: the enemy arsenal is not allowed to carry weapons, you..."

Fukuda Shoichi hesitated for a moment, and secretly thought that it was no wonder that the Eighth Route Army surrendered immediately without any weapons.

However, Fukuda Shoichi and others have long been accustomed to fighting with guns at their side, and now they are asked to enter the enemy's arsenal with bare hands...

"So!" Masa Fukuda thought for a moment and then asked: "How will you fight after entering the arsenal?"

"We know the exact location of the enemy's weapons depot." Wang Xuexin replied: "We will sneak attack on the weapons depot at night, but what we get will probably not be the Type 38 rifle you are familiar with."

Futian looked at the donkey cart and asked, "Can we hide the weapons under the cart?"

Wang Xuexin shook his head: "That's an arsenal, Mr. Futian, they will search every corner carefully! Don't have unrealistic hopes for this!"

After a pause, Wang Xuexin said: "If Mr. Futian feels embarrassed..."

"No, please give your order." Shoichi Fukuda replied firmly: "Imperial soldiers should not be intimidated by any difficulties. For the victory of the empire, we are willing to take all risks!"

"Very good!" Wang Xuexin happily patted Fukuda Shoichi on the shoulder: "You are a fearless warrior, Fukuda-kun, the hero of the empire and the pride of the Yamato nation!"

Fukuda Masaichi responded, feeling a little guilty.

Because just now, Fukuda Shoichi hesitated when he knew he wanted to give up the equipment.

Is that fear?

Fukuda Shoichi always thought that he had overcome his fear, but now it seems that this is not the case.

As for the ordinary-looking special operations team member in front of him, he could still talk, laugh, and command calmly even without weapons.

He is indeed a member of the Mainland Advancement Team, but there is still a big gap between me and him.

Work hard! Shoichi Fukuda, you can definitely do it!

"In this case!" Wang Xuexin said: "We have to agree with Yamazaki on the attack time and hiding place so that we can contact each other!"

"Yes!" Fukuda Shoichi replied.

On the grounds that he was familiar with the terrain, Wang Xuexin determined the hiding place of the Yamazaki Brigade in Chenjia'ao. There was a forest there that was indeed suitable for hiding, but it was under attack from two hills. At that time, he only needed to occupy these two hills...

Fukuda Masaichi had no doubts at all. He waved his hand again, and another Japanese soldier was sent out.

Feng Pizi watched the Japs being sent out one after another. He couldn't sit still and shouted "Hey, hey..." from the other end:

"Taijun, he is from the Eighth Route Army, don't believe him!"

"Xiao Dongbei is the Eighth Route Army, he is fooling you..."

Fukuda Shoichi, who knew a little Chinese, couldn't help but look at Wang Xuexin in confusion after hearing these words.


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