Chapter 6: The Wu Kong Team Returns

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  Yan Jufan still didn't know he was being targeted, and was thinking about how to apply his knowledge here. Modern weapons require machine tools, steel materials, and technology, none of which are available here. His short-term advantage in this place is probably just organizing some tactics. As for weapons, he can only improvise with simple inventions, fortunately, there's a blacksmith in Pingshi Village. There seems to be an iron mine nearby, so he can make some landmines and bombs. If he can capture some from the enemy, he might be able to make some new bullets. He remembers that in his past life, a village that made private guns just used a few files, pliers, and produced a large number of firearms and ammunition, although he doesn't understand the specific technology. However, it shouldn't be too difficult, as he has an interest in this area and has read about military knowledge, which left a deep impression on him regarding ammunition.

  Yan Jufan couldn't help but drool when he thought of those modern weapons. A small, pale hand held a blue handkerchief and gently wiped the saliva from his mouth. Yan Jufan looked at Yan Yuning with embarrassment, this little girl was still young, but her childish face already had some charm, and she was very dependent on him. Although Yan Jufan's past girlfriends were countless, he had never really taken notice of someone so young before. However, he couldn't help but like her, and thought that in a few years, she would definitely become a great beauty. Thinking this way made Yan Jufan feel a bit embarrassed, but it was rare for him to feel this way about women. In his past life, he would pounce on any beautiful woman he saw. Had his thoughts become more immature after being reborn?

  Yan Yu Nong looked at Jue Fan's changing expression, her heart filled with attachment. Brother Jue Fan was like a pillar in her heart; when he wasn't around, she couldn't even sleep. As for when Jue Fan had entered her heart, perhaps even she herself wasn't clear about it. Her parents were from the Golden Kingdom's city and had moved to the countryside before they were killed; they had taught her to recognize many characters and read some books. If not for those damned devils, she would have been living a happy life. Those damned devils had killed her relatives when she was unable to move, leaving only fear in her eyes. However, she must protect her current father and Brother Jue Fan well, even if it meant risking her own life to guard them. Yan Yu Nong's eyes revealed a determined gaze, silently making an oath...

  The night was thick with darkness, and the crackling of wood in the bonfire occasionally broke the silence. Except for the night watchman, most people had fallen asleep. Yan Jufan finally fell asleep, and looking at his peaceful face as he slept soundly, Yu Nong leaned against him and happily closed her eyes.

  Yamamoto Kamejiro, who had left here 70 kilometers away, was camping with his troops. After running wildly for two days and nights, even the well-trained devils were a bit tired. Suddenly, the sound of horseshoes came from the direction of advancement, and the Japanese army on sentry duty immediately issued an alarm. A small team waiting for orders immediately went on guard, but soon confirmed that it was their own messenger from Tongcheng.

  Mehuan Yu, who was awakened by surprise, scolded and kicked up several secret agents, ordering them to immediately tidy up their troops. Before long, he was called to the middle tent, where Yamamoto Kitaro was pointing at a map with his hands and feet, commanding several small team leaders of the Japanese devils.

  "Captain Mei, come here. How far is this place from Xiaogang Village?" Yamamoto Kitaro said, pointing to a corner of the map.

  "Forty kilometers from here, taking a shortcut can quickly get us over the two mountains on our right, about 30 kilometers, but the road is not easy to walk." Mei Huan-yu glanced at several team leaders and whispered, "I don't know which bastard has something going on, causing me to be awakened in the middle of the night too."

  "A messenger just brought news that an unidentified armed group attacked the Tongcheng defense troops and has advanced southwest. According to intelligence from the pursuing troops, it is likely to pass through Xiaogang Village. The 3rd squadron and your special task force will immediately depart for Xiaogang Village to intercept the enemy. After surrounding them with the pursuit troops, strive to annihilate the enemy; then return to base. Act at once," ordered Yamamoto Kitaro.

  "Ah..." Several commanders who received the order stood at attention and replied.

  Mei Huan Yu blinked his eyes, swallowed hard and finally didn't speak up. His father had often reminded him to talk less and do more, thinking of this he finally swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

  Yamamoto Kitaro was extremely angry, having just taken office and already making such a big mistake. It's only natural that people would get angry. What made him even angrier was that if he had led the troops to attack personally and left the defense of Kiryuu empty, causing the loss of stored supplies, he might have to take great responsibility, and might even have to commit seppuku.

  "Bang!" An empty ammunition box was kicked out of the tent.

  "Immediately assemble everyone and hurry back to the garrison." Commander Yamamoto Kameitaro ordered.

  "Hey!" Immediately, the camp was in an uproar, with people rushing about and shouts of command ringing out.

  Mei Huan-yu, who had just set out for Xiaogang Village, had only walked a short distance when he heard a commotion behind him. He couldn't help but secretly smile and muttered under his breath: "Fool." The several secret agents around him smiled and flattered him.

  "Captain, we've been marching since midnight, I don't know if we can catch up with the enemy," a scout asked.

  "Yes, look at us, we've been busy for two days and haven't even caught a single hair, now we're going to block the bandits all night again." Another one chimed in.

  "What's all the fuss about? Just do what you're told, or your head will be blown off by the strong wind!" He said, glancing at the interpreter who was whispering to the Japanese officer without noticing them. Then he whispered again: "Which bandit dares to attack the city, doesn't want to live anymore, it's still from the south." "Ah, you're talking about the southern rebels?" A secret agent suddenly shouted out loud.

  Mei Huan Yu's palm slapped past, "You this rabbit, just having long ears is enough, what more mouth."

  That agent was busy smiling and flattering, "Yes, Captain is right, look at this stinky mouth of mine." As he spoke, he slapped himself in the face again.

  Mei Huan Yu gave him a slanted glance, looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, and shouted again: "All of you follow up, don't be like you haven't eaten all day, get some spirit! Look at Tai Jun, and look at yourselves, all of you follow!!!"

  Then he whispered to a few confidants, "I'm afraid it's really them who did it. I think we might end up running for nothing this time. Which idiot knew there were people chasing behind and still ran to Xiaogang Village in broad daylight? They're long gone. The Japanese are chasing after something, but what exactly is unknown. This area is mountainous with complex terrain, so if you're not careful, you might fall into an ambush. Let's be vigilant, or else we'll lose our lives and don't say I didn't warn you."

  "Captain, you're really clever to think of this. Then why don't you tell the Japanese? Who knows, Taigong might be delighted and we'll get a lot of benefits." A special agent asked in a puzzled tone.

  "Fart, you're reminding Japanese people that they're not obviously smarter than them, aren't you looking for death?" Mei Huan-yu scolded.

  "That's Captain Gao being clever again." The surrounding crowd chimed in agreement.

  The Japanese soldiers who had been advancing together around them looked over in this direction, their eyes filled with disdain and contempt. Mei Huan-yu felt a surge of great anger in his heart, but he coldly smiled to himself and didn't say anything.

  Sunlight passes through the forest on the mountain top, shining in the misty valley, and the village of Panshi on the half-mountain waist starts a new day. The village is bustling again, the house frames are quickly set up, and people shout out their hopes for life with relish.

  As the sun came out, the legendary martial arts team also arrived, but it seemed that they had suffered a great loss. Many people were wrapped in gauze, some still bleeding, and several were lying on stretchers. The mountain villagers surrounded them, reluctant to disperse, while Zhang Yun Tian was busy arranging for the wounded to be taken into the thatched hut. Fortunately, the mountain villagers lived far from the town, so they had prepared many wound medicines, and there were also a few folk doctors taking care of them, so there was no danger now.