The mountain road was winding and bumpy, and a military truck was driving slowly under the moonlight.
The road at night was not easy to walk on, and the light was unclear. Xu San almost drove the car into a ditch several times.
This time when we went to Duan Pharmaceutical Factory, Xu San, as the driver, also joined in the fun.
The plan was ultimately specified by Xu San.
A strong attack was impossible. This was not Xu San's card.
After getting information from Kentaro Nakajima, he decided to use a beauty trap.
Because according to Kentaro Nakajima's information, since the pharmaceutical factory is located in a ravine and the transportation is not convenient, supplies and women are sent regularly.
So Xu San planned to send the two eldest ladies in as internal responders, and then cooperate with internal responders and external responders.
The routine is a bit old, but it is very effective. In addition, the new second regiment Flying Tigers is the main attack this time, so there is no need to worry about the safety of the two eldest ladies.
Hmm. But Xu San is still a little afraid that Ji Wushuang will stab Lou Zi.
Before setting off, Xu San specifically told Tian Xue to watch Ji Wushuang and not to be impulsive and affect the overall plan.
After the explanation, Xu San thought he would lose his temper and be angry that he had put his wife into the tiger's mouth.
However, instead of being angry, Tian Xue looked very happy. It seemed that making some sacrifices for the revolution was an honorable thing.
As for Miss Ji, after hearing about the mission, she was even more eager to give it a try.
The co-pilot returned the favor to Monk Wei. After several dangerous situations, he grabbed the armrest with all his strength, "Can't we drive slower? If you're going to be killed in the mountains, all the elite members of the New Second Regiment will be wiped out!"
Xu San turned the steering wheel half a circle and said, "It's slow enough! If we wait any longer, it will be daylight!"
"Then be careful, don't make everyone in the car vomit like before. That would affect the combat effectiveness too much!"
As Monk Wei spoke, he rubbed his stomach and felt a little churning.
The headlights of the car kept rising and falling. After two hours of walking along the winding mountain road, we finally arrived at the designated destination.
On the mountain road, a checkpoint was dimly lit. After seeing the truck's headlights, a Japanese soldier came out of the watchtower reluctantly.
After Xu San's car stopped, Xu San jumped out of the car, jogged to the gate of the watchtower and raised his hand to salute a military salute.
Later, Monk Wei, who was wearing a military uniform that was not suitable for a lieutenant officer, also followed. Then he imitated Xu San and gave a pretentious salute, and then put on airs and stopped talking.
This was all arranged by Xu San. Monk Wei could not drive, so he had to drive, so Monk Wei could only wear the military uniform of a lieutenant.
After the guard returned the salute, he looked at Monk Wei and asked, "Second Lieutenant, may I ask if you have anything to do here at such a late hour?"
Monk Wei didn't say anything and continued to put on a condescending and disgusting face.
"Sir Sergeant, we are here to deliver supplies this time. There was something wrong on the way. We encountered the Eighth Route Army, which delayed a little time." After he finished speaking, he leaned into the guard's ear and whispered in a low voice, "There are women. "
Upon hearing the woman, the guard's face instantly burst into a lustful smile, and he asked softly, "How many?"
"Two!"
"Xinxi!" The guard nodded, "Then I have to take a look."
With that said, the guard walked towards the carriage.
Before she could get close, Ji Wushuang leaned out half of his body and asked, "Why did the car stop?"
Ji Wushuang specially put on a kimono for this operation and had a typical Japanese hairstyle, making her look just like a Japanese girl.
The girl's crisp voice caused the Japanese guard to shut down instantly.
The eldest lady is custom-made and wears high-quality fabrics, and they look very gorgeous. You can tell the difference from ordinary coarse linen clothes at a glance. In addition, the eldest lady's natural beauty and the temperament accumulated by her big family make her look... Not ordinary people.
After being stunned for a while, the Japanese soldiers wanted to go over and do something. After all, it was not easy to see women in this quiet place, let alone local girls.
Xu San grabbed the eager Japs and said, "Don't worry! This is what Lieutenant Chize asked for by name."
"Lieutenant Chizawa?" the guard whispered, immediately stopped, and then shook his head, thinking that he was right, only high-ranking officials could receive such good treatment.
Thinking of this, he no longer bothered to check, turned his head, greeted the guards on duty together, then moved the barricade and let him through.
The truck started slowly again and passed the checkpoint slowly. After driving a short distance under the moonlight, two black figures jumped out of the truck.
After the black shadow landed, he quickly lurked next to the Japanese checkpoint, quickly touched off the two guards, and then quickly took their place.
After putting on a good disguise, a soldier took out his walkie-talkie and said, "The Black Tiger mission is completed, over!"
At the same time, Ji Wushuang's earphones received the news, and then she smiled and said, "Little Mengde is amazing! He killed the Japanese so quickly."
Flying Tiger Captain Yun Conglong smiled and said, "I brought little Mengde out with my own hands. If he can't touch the Japanese sentry in such darkness, then all the hard work he has learned these days will be in vain."
"Brother Yun, can you teach me these skills?" Ji Wushuang turned to look at Yun Conglong pitifully and said.
"This." Yun Conlong's face turned red and he couldn't answer the question.
The kimono Miss Ji is wearing now looks so strangely beautiful that the young girl dare not look directly at it.
"Company Commander, he taught you to be afraid of making mistakes!" Li Hui beside him said with a smile, "I'm not afraid, Old Li. My kung fu is no worse than his, and my trace tracking kung fu is much better than his!"
Hearing the teasing tone in Li Hui's tone, Yun Conglong immediately scolded him in a low voice, "Comrade Li Hui, pay attention to your tone when you speak!"
"Ok~ I, Lao Li, was wrong!" Li Hui quickly admitted his mistake, "This is not the Wushuang girl wearing oriental clothes. She looks too much like an oriental girl, so I couldn't help teasing her."
"Japanese women are not allowed, have you forgotten some discipline?" Yun Conglong said righteously.
"Private Marseille!" Li Hui lowered his head and said something in Japanese, apologizing to Ji Wushuang.
"Haha~" The eldest lady laughed, "Brother Li, you don't have to worry about it! Next time you see the Japanese girls, you can tease them any way you want, and I'll keep an eye on them for you."
Li Hui was stunned by just one sentence, thinking to himself, this girl is so fierce!
"You must teach me your tracking skills!" Ji Wushuang spoke again.
"As long as there is a chance, there will be no problem!" Li Hui replied without hesitation, "But there are many skills that must be taught by words and deeds to learn."
"Then you can teach as many as you want! I want to be a sniper. I am confident in my marksmanship, but I am terrible at tracking skills!"
"Marksmanship!?" Yun Conglong asked curiously, "How good can it be?"
"The three-hundred-meter fixed target has a hit rate of more than 90%." Ji Wushuang said proudly, but then she lowered her head again, "Actually, the best marksman in the independent regiment is Political Commissar Zhao. He can hit five hundred meters, and It’s still a machine sight.” (End of Chapter)
