Chapter 3: Midnight Thunderclap
This is the treasure of the Righteous Brave Army, can't afford to have any mistakes, Yan Xiwen repeatedly reminded the team leader that they must be careful and leave the enemy's sphere of influence at a forced march speed.
Looking at the departing convoy, Yan Xiuwen helplessly looked at the supply station in front of him. Even if they moved away twenty cars, two-thirds of them were still left behind, which could not be taken away no matter what. However, Yan Xiuwen's eyes lit up and he turned his attention to the people in front of him. "Our mountain brothers are all capable of carrying one or two hundred catties," he said with a smile, scanning everyone present.
The crowd felt a chill run down their spines, unsure of what Yan Xiuwen was planning. He continued, "Everyone fill up your gear, yes, just like that. Put the guns on your backs, bullets in your pockets, and grenades on your belts. Look at how mighty and majestic we are now! Haha, brothers, let's all equip ourselves like this. We can't let those little devils get our stuff for cheap."
Everyone looked at a warrior equipped by Yan Xiuwen, crying their hearts out. The one in front of them had twenty 38-style rifles on his back, countless bullets and hand grenades, and the most exaggerated thing was that he was holding a light machine gun. He looked like an armadillo with military firepower. However, everyone also liked these good things and didn't want to leave them for the Japanese, so they took Yan Xiuwen as an example and equipped themselves in the same way. As a result, the entire battalion's ammunition was moved away by human power under Yan Xiuwen's command.
However, to ensure sufficient firepower for unexpected events, Yan Xiwen reluctantly kept two classes in a light-armed state to deal with various situations. Those soldiers looked at the military equipment on everyone's body with envy, but they still followed orders and each brought 12 more hand grenades. Looking at the soldiers loaded with weapons, their eyes were still greedily scanning the weapons, Yan Xiwen reluctantly ordered them to set off and leave this place.
The devils, hearing the gunfire, didn't think it was intense and must have thought someone was causing trouble again. When no one responded, they would definitely send people over. By that time, everyone had already left for a long time. Of course, the remaining things couldn't be returned to the devils either. Yan Xiwen sent people to various places to set up explosives, conveniently extending the time by half an hour. Everyone flashed and merged into the night, disappearing without a trace. Only a few signs of the Fourth People's Party were left on the ground, which was the idea of that bad kid, saying it could mislead the devils and save themselves at the same time. Yan Xiwen happily agreed and personally recorded this achievement under the name of the Fourth People's Party.
It was just past midnight, the starlight was dim, and it took less than fifteen minutes for everyone to launch an attack and leave with a full load. At this speed, everyone can be proud of themselves. Yan Xiuwen led the team to a secluded place far away from Tongcheng, even with the robust physique of the mountain people, carrying such heavy military supplies on a forced march was not something that everyone could handle. Fortunately, everyone had enough time to leave the devil's control zone in Tongcheng.
When we were on the road, everyone heard the huge explosion sound constantly ringing out. At the same time as feeling heartache, they were also delighted that those devils had suffered a great loss. I don't know if it will have any restraining effect on the puppet army's revenge. And this time, for the Fourth People's Party's front-line battlefield, it must be a powerful support. These munitions were originally going to be transported to the front line to replenish what was consumed, but as a result of their own actions... Ha ha, I don't know if Yamamoto Kichitaro that turtle son is going to get so angry he spits blood.
I thought there were only some clothes and ammunition, but unexpectedly there are even big guns. I wonder if Big Brother will laugh so hard that his mouth won't close when he sees these? If Yamamoto Kitaro knew that due to his negligence, such a huge loss would occur, he would definitely send the entire battalion of soldiers, but this is not his fault anyway.
Hehe, in my own controlled area, I dispatched an elite squad to garrison just outside the city, and with the excellent Japanese soldiers, they should have been able to hold out for several hours. But unexpectedly, the guards and reinforcements were annihilated by a surprise attack from their own side. There wasn't even a big commotion, this must be something the devils didn't anticipate. And the mark I left behind will also make those Japanese devils dizzy, haha, that evil little brat who came up with this idea is truly a genius!
However, the lessons in between must also be learned. It was a huge mistake to be so careless and not send out scouts or set up warning landmines in such an important place against the enemy. One must pay attention to these things during operations.
Not far ahead was a desolate burial ground, which seemed to be the hastily buried remains of villagers slaughtered by the devils last year. It was just right for hiding these military supplies. Everyone worked together, dividing into several groups to bury them in different places, and also set up some booby traps on top, so that if anyone dug them out, they would definitely get a good look.
Everyone was busy, and the whole team regained its mobility. Everyone's weapons were also replaced with new ones. Although they didn't sleep for a night, everyone's morale was higher than ever before. Yan Xiuwen looked at everyone's excited expressions and couldn't help but smile secretly. However, he still reminded everyone to rest for a while. After the sentry took their position, everyone tidied up, replenished their physical strength, and prepared for new battles.
At this time, Tongcheng was already a nightmare for Yamamoto Kitaro. The sound of gunfire coming from outside the city seemed to be in the direction of the supply station, but it stopped soon after. After waiting for a while without any movement, Yamamoto Kitaro had just put down his worries, but he stared at the phone on the table. According to regulations, after repelling an attack and defeating the enemy, they should immediately report back to headquarters, even if the phone was not working, they should send a messenger to report the situation.
Just now, a small team went to change shifts, with two reinforced teams fighting power, no matter what team they encountered, should be enough to support the arrival of reinforcements. How come there is no continuous gunfire or messenger's return for half a day? As time slowly passed, he picked up the phone and prepared to connect to the supply station. However, an earth-shattering explosion sound came from outside the window, shocking him to sit on the ground. It's over, judging from this explosion sound, it must be the large-scale military explosives exploding there, which made Yamamoto Kōtarō stunned with his eyes wide open.
The explosion also ignited the midnight of Tongcheng, waking up a city that had already entered its dreamy fragrance. Every household looked in that direction, as if wondering if the Japanese had been defeated? Had the armed forces of the Fourth People's Party and the People's Unity Party arrived? Although this dream had lasted for many years, people were disappointed once again. The shouts and assembly calls of the puppet army filled the streets, causing people to hastily hide in their homes, trembling with fear as they awaited the dawn.
