"The Japs have a lot of supplies. Spread them out to reduce the burden on the soldiers." Wen San made arrangements while weaving between the squads.
In addition to looking at the injuries of the soldiers, they also learned about the bullet consumption of each squad and platoon.
The team set off again, but Wen San asked Wang Mazi to pick up two Japanese plaster flags. This made Wang Mazi very puzzled. Even if you use that thing to wipe your butt, you will find it rough. What's the use of it?
"It can be used to store the soles of shoes. The Guizi Kingdom will always be trampled under our feet." Wen San smiled and talked nonsense. But the cunning Wang Mazi actually believed it.
There is really a profound meaning in doing this. If the little devil finds out, he will probably go crazy.
"Soldiers, do you still have the strength? Do you dare to make another rapid march?" Wen San came up with a method to provoke the generals.
"No problem! As long as the company commander gives the order, we will not stop even if we run to death!" The soldiers who had just won a great victory were like a pack of howling wolves.
Their admiration for Wen San has reached the level of blind following. Even if there is a river in front of them, as long as Wen San says to jump down, the soldiers will not hesitate at all.
As a result, the whole team started running quickly again, carrying a lot of supplies with them.
Chen Liren cursed Wen San in his heart for being a complete lunatic. Shouldn't we stop and rest at this time? The Japanese have been wiped out, so why run?
Little did he know that Wen San just wanted to keep his troops farther away from the battlefield. Even if a Japanese plane comes looking for it, the chance of avoiding it is much greater.
The feeling of being bombed is really unpleasant!
Don't be afraid if you are tired, saving your life is important.
Wen San's team ran two or three kilometers ahead and found a large forest. They immediately stopped and let the troops hide in it.
To be on the safe side, Wen San ordered everyone to change into Japanese clothes. At the same time, Wen San found two branches and hung up the Japanese plaster flag.
"Company commander, what are you doing? Are you going to pretend to be a Japanese?" Wang Mazi ran over and asked repeatedly.
"If you can save your life, it's not impossible." Wen San casually put the plaster flag aside and sat down to rest.
"Company Commander, do you know how to use this thing?" Wang Mazi mysteriously took out a canvas bag and placed it in front of Wen San.
"Japan's transmitter? Why did you get it? Do you know how to use it?" Wen San really didn't know how to use this thing this time, and he had no relevant concepts in his mind.
Wang Mazi heard that Wen San didn't know how to do it, and his face was a little disappointed, "If we know this thing, maybe we can get information about the Japanese."
"How can it be that easy? Do you think the intelligence department of the Japs are all idiots? This thing has a frequency band. Not all signals sent by the Japs can be received." Chen Liren walked over, showing a very knowledgeable look.
"You know how to do this?" Wen San looked at Chen Liren with some emotion.
"Know a thing or two."
"Then you quickly teach Wang Mazi how to use this thing." Wen San's interest suddenly increased.
Just when Chen Liren took the transmitter over, Wen San suddenly said: "Can you send the message to the other party in the tone of a Japanese?"
"I can use the machine, but I don't understand the Japs' language. How can I send them a report?" Chen Liren was stunned on the spot. His pretense was shattered immediately.
"I know a little bit about the Japanese language, how do you think I'm going to do it? It would be better if I could send the message back in the name of the Japanese squadron leader Inoue Conscience." Wen's plan came to mind.
"If you can write down what you want to say, maybe I can try." Chen Liren said boldly.
At this moment, he finally regained a little bit of his confidence. Along the way, I was really beaten hard, and I felt like I was not even as good as a big soldier.
Wen San asked Wang Mazi to find a piece of white cloth and write a paragraph on it crookedly. While writing, I also explained to Chen Liren the general meaning of this sentence.
"Reporting to the headquarters, the crisis in our squadron has been resolved. Under my powerful offensive, the China Army collapsed and was defeated. Our troops are still advancing to the front line according to the original plan."
Wen San expressed his intention, and his main purpose was to fool the Japanese command headquarters into giving up air rescue. Of course, it would be better if you could also find out the location of the troops where the Japanese are about to land.
Chen Liren operated the transmitter very seriously, and it took him two or three minutes to get Wen San's news out.
"Company Commander, you can actually speak Japanese language, that's a bit cool." Wang Mazi watched very seriously, especially when Chen Liren was operating the transmitter, he didn't even blink.
"I know a little bit about it. Alas, it's a pity that I can never find those study materials again." Wen San couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he recalled the life of a social animal.
There's no going back, there's no going back.
"Company Commander Wen is really a role model for our generation. He never forgets to study hard when fighting!" Chen Liren gave him a small flattery.
As a result, Wen San slapped him on the head, neither lightly nor hard, "You don't know anything, so you just flatter him randomly. Aren't you afraid of slapping him on the horse's leg?"
Wang Mazi snickered on the side and was about to say something to stimulate Chen Liren, but the transmitter actually responded and news came back.
The three of them worked hard and finally figured it out.
The Japanese command first accused Inoue of conscience and asking for help indiscriminately, which was disrespectful to the majesty of the Imperial Japanese Army. At the same time, Inoue was ordered to deliver the supplies to the designated location and then immediately go to a small town along the river named Xifeng to clean up the environment around the town and welcome the imperial army's landing operation.
Seeing this news, the smile on Wen San's face became even more beautiful.
At this moment, the buzz of airplanes came from the sky. Two airplanes were approaching from far away and were flying this way.
"Come on, take the two plaster flags with me to the open space and say hello to the Japanese plane." Wen San pointed to the plaster flags placed beside him.
"Company Commander, isn't this too dangerous? If the Japanese drop a bomb, they will be hammered." Wang Mazi shrank his neck, obviously feeling guilty.
"If you're afraid, please come with me."
Wen San grabbed the plaster flag and left, arriving at an open grassland a moment later. Then he waved the plaster flag in his hand quickly.
After a while, two Japanese planes were attracted and hovered above Wen San's head.
The two Japanese planes were initially ordered to go for reinforcements. However, when they arrived at the location, news came from the headquarters that the support mission had been cancelled.
Seeing the chaos on the battlefield below, the Japanese pilots thought that it was all the work of the imperial army, and their nervousness naturally relaxed.
The plaster flags on the ground proved that the imperial army was safe and sound. Any troops who dared to attack the imperial army were seeking death.
In order to act more realistically, Wen San called out several people, all of whom were wearing Japanese combat uniforms.
Seeing this, the Japanese pilot's suspicion disappeared, he turned around and left quickly.
