Chapter 14: Encounter with the Eighth Route Army's Flying Tigers

  Guī Hēi Píng listened to Liú Fēng's words and only then realized that the two gunshot wounds he had sustained, although seemingly severe with bullets penetrating his body, had not actually hit any vital organs or damaged any bones. In his previous life, Liú Fēng had been a special forces soldier, so it was easy for him to avoid hitting vital areas of the human body. Guī Hēi Píng was overjoyed and hastily bowed his head in gratitude towards Liú Fēng.

  "Remember, you are going to be my mole in the enemy's heart from now on. I will come looking for you. Also, spend the money slowly, or it will leak out."

  Gui Hei Ping hastily nodded in agreement and dragged his sack back home.

  Liu Feng drove the vehicle back to the enemy's ammunition depot and made a trap. He absolutely could not leave the enemy's ammunition depot behind, allowing them to use these munitions to attack Chinese people. Of course, the explosion of the ammunition depot would naturally kill some enemies, which was only fitting for the large amount of munitions they had.

  However, Liu Feng was planning to go find the Eighth Route Army, so considering the poor equipment of the Eighth Route Army, he specially selected 100 Type 38 rifles, five submachine guns, several thousand rounds of ammunition, several large boxes of hand grenades, three mortars and dozens of mortar shells in the ammunition depot.

  Then Liu Feng drove the truck loaded with a large amount of wealth to the city gate, and the huge explosion in the city was naturally heard by a group of puppet soldiers guarding the city gate. However, they did not receive orders from above, nor were there any little devils urging them on, so they didn't go to join in the excitement.

  A whole battalion of militia huddled near the city wall with guns at the ready, speculating among themselves about what was going on tonight.

  At this time a truck drove over, the car arrived at the city gate, those pseudo-soldiers all raised their guns and shouted: "Password."

  "Eight Gah!" Liu Feng shouted from the driver's room, "Yours! Quick! Open the door. Delaying the imperial army's business, you can't afford to bear the consequences!"

  The guards took one look at the Japanese lieutenant driving out of the city himself, and they didn't dare to delay, hastily opening the door. Although they were grumbling in their bellies, when did a Japanese devil lieutenant ever drive himself? It seems that this imperial army matter is definitely extremely important. They never thought that this Japanese lieutenant was actually a Chinese person in disguise.

  Liu Feng drove the truck and quickly left from the city gate. Halfway through, he found a spot, buried the ocean and gold, made a mark, waiting to come back and dig it up later.

  Then Liu Feng drove to Guangping County. Liu Feng had heard that there were Eighth Route Army activities near Guangping and Feixiang, so he hoped to find the Eighth Route Army in these places and inform them of the impending Wannan Incident next January.

  The truck drove on the highway, and when it was still 20 miles away from Guangping, the sky had already brightened. Liu Feng stopped the car, replenished some food, and leaned against the driver's cab to rest for a while. After all, Liu Feng had been fighting continuously for several days.

  Liu Feng suddenly woke up after sleeping for more than half a watch, feeling that a sense of danger was approaching him. This sixth sense was a habit Liu Feng had developed when he was a special forces soldier in his previous life. He pushed open the truck door and rolled out.

  Just then, a gunshot rang out, shattering the windshield of the truck and hitting the seat where Liu Feng had been sitting. If Liu Feng hadn't had a sixth sense that danger was approaching, he might have been hit by now.

  Liu Feng rolled on the ground and rolled into a ditch by the side of the road, and the 38 rifle in his hand immediately aimed at the direction where the bullets came from. About 150 meters away, on a low hill, several people wearing gray clothes were holding guns and shooting towards this side.

  However, Liu Feng's angle was very good, they couldn't hit him at all, while he could hit them.

  But Liu Feng knew at a glance that they were Chinese, and took himself as the city ghost to attack them. So although Liu Feng could have shot them dead with every bullet, he didn't fire a single shot.

  Instead, he shouted loudly: "Brothers on the opposite side, I am not a Japanese devil, I am Chinese! Stop shooting!"

  The people on the mountain were stunned when they heard Liu Feng's authentic Chinese, their guns stopped firing, but immediately cursed: "You're not a little devil, you're a traitor, we're fighting against you!"

  Liu Feng laughed and said: "Have you ever seen a traitor wearing a Japanese military uniform? Does a traitor dare to wear the clothes of a Japanese devil officer? I think you're really brainless!"

  "You damn it, dare to scold me for being brainless? I'll hack you to death, you dog traitor!" A big man suddenly jumped up and cursed.

  The people around him hastily pulled him down, reminding him to pay attention to safety and not get hit by the traitorous dog.

  That big fellow laughed and said: "When will the traitors learn to shoot? When can they hit people? Let's go down and see what good things are in this car first."

  As they were about to head down the mountain, Liu Feng shouted: "Who are you people? I'm not your captive yet, how come you're after the things in the car?"

  The big Han led the way, gun in hand, shouting as he walked: "We are the Eighth Route Army Guangping County detachment! What's it to you? You dog traitor, do you still want to fight with me?"

  Liu Feng cried and laughed, saying: "It turns out that you are a good fellow of the Eighth Route Army. I've already said that I'm not a traitor, why do you insist on giving me this title?"

  "Damn it, you can drive a truck and wear a foreigner's skin. If you're not a traitor, who is?"

  Liu Feng said: "Then I can't be anti-Japanese, kill the devils and seize the car."

  "Hey, with your urine-like skills, can you kill the devils? If you little brat can take three moves from me, I'll believe in you!" The big man shouted as he walked towards this side with large strides.

  Several people wearing gray military uniforms behind the Great Han also followed and ran down the mountain, still holding their guns towards Liu Feng. Although they were already very suspicious of whether Liu Feng was an anti-Japanese hero or not, their vigilance did not relax in the slightest.

  Liu Feng said: "Alright. Since you insist on playing two tricks, then let's play two tricks."

  Liu Feng stood up and threw his Type 38 rifle aside, standing on the road, waiting for the big man to approach.

  Da Han stood in front of Liu Feng, he was about thirty years old, with a big belly and a round waist. He carefully sized up Liu Feng and found that except for wearing a Japanese military uniform, he didn't look like a traitor at all. Could such a traitor be so brave? Daring to throw away his gun and fight with several people.

  "Are you not afraid that we will kill you?"

  To the Han people, Liu Feng threw away his gun, but they still held theirs in their hands. That was equivalent to Liu Feng putting his life in their hands. This was impossible for a traitor with a guilty conscience, so he asked strangely.

  Liu Feng smiled and said, "I've heard rumors from the streets that the Eighth Route Army are all chivalrous men who uphold justice, how could they possibly kill people indiscriminately without distinguishing between right and wrong? What do I have to be afraid of?"

  At this time a bespectacled man with more elegance walked to the back of the big fellow and said in a low voice, "Old Lin, this person is probably not like a traitor after all, be careful when you strike."

  The big Han nodded and threw the gun in his hand to Sven Hansson, saying: "I know."

  Then he turned around and said to Liu Feng: "You little brat, I'm going to take action now, you'd better be careful!"

  Taking a stride forward, he rushed towards Liu Feng.