My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 183 The Disgusted Dragon Article

The time passed by every minute and every second, and it was almost noon.The sun dispelled the fog, and the sudden rise in temperature made them very uncomfortable.

Meng Lao was still writing and drawing on the map. They basically recorded all the firepower points and deployment conditions on the three defense lines.

"Did you hear the sound?"

At this time, there was a sudden burst of whistles in the distance, which was the Japanese's meal whistle.

"There is movement in the machine gun nest, they are going to eat." Long Wenwen said with a smile.

I saw several Japanese cooking soldiers coming to the position with large wooden barrels in front of them, as if they appeared out of nowhere, and they didn't even see which direction they came from.

"Nothing happened, and the rice was brought out." Long Wenwen chuckled, and asked Meng Fan, "Did you see the cooking smoke?"

"Seeing a hair, those grandchildren have already eaten, and the young master is still starving here under the sun."

Looking at the little devil who was feasting not far away, Meng Fanle couldn't help but slapped his mouth.Except for some water, they haven't eaten a bite of food since last night.

"Hmph, they're all prepared and sent over from far away places. Food, people, weapons, and ammunition can also be sent here! Their tunnels really extend in all directions."

Long Wenwen's mind was not on eating, he looked around with a telescope, and said thoughtfully: "What we see may not be accurate, there are six machine gun nests now, maybe there will be sixteen in a blink of an eye! "

Their tunnels are connected to every machine gun fort, and even every foxhole has a small passage connected to the main tunnel. The Japanese can transfer and reinforce from these tunnels at any time and anywhere.

"Hey, I was really confirmed by the group seat, they really dug through the whole mountain."

"I said, why are you having fun?"

Meng got annoyed and couldn't understand him, it was obviously a bad situation, what was this guy laughing at.

"It's annoying, believe it or not, you can find any tunnel from our position and you can follow the tree fort on the top of the mountain, and the lighting inside must not be good, hehe, why don't we take a gamble?" Long Wenwen came out of nowhere One sentence.

"What am I going to bet with you, besides... Eh? What are you doing?"

Without waiting for Meng Wenle to finish speaking, Long Wenwen began to take off the helmet and the camouflage on his body, and took off all the equipment, leaving only a pistol and a dagger on his body.

"I have to go to explore, I have to go, or else this trip will be in vain."

Meng Fan was so frightened that he grabbed his trouser legs: "Your uncle, can you come out alive after entering? You are courting death!"

Unexpectedly, Long Wenwen kicked him away, and cursed impatiently in a low voice: "Fuck you, can you say something auspicious?"

After Long Wenwen finished speaking, he crawled forward. At this moment, the Japanese army was eating behind the sandbags, and the security on the position was reduced to the minimum. It was an excellent opportunity.

He lowered his body and walked forward cautiously close to the mountain wall. A few meters away was a trench fortification of the Devils.

Most of the little devils were sitting in the trenches with their heads buried in their meals. The two Japanese soldiers standing on the edge glanced out randomly, and after making sure there was nothing wrong, they turned around and picked up their lunch boxes.

Looking at the time, Long Wenwen rushed to the bottom of the position with a brisk pace. There were fortifications and barbed wire above his head. In front of him not far away, there was a small round hole covered with sandbags. Some unknown water was still flowing out of the hole. liquid.

He quickly approached the hole, and a pungent smell hit his face, without even thinking about what it was.

The voices of the Japanese soldiers in the upper position seemed to be close to his ears. At this moment, he could not tolerate the slightest hesitation, so Long Wenwen gritted his teeth and quickly got into the hole.

The disgusting smell became more and more intense, Long Wenwen hurriedly held his nose and breathed through his mouth, which could at least reduce the irritation caused by the stench.

He regained his composure, and looked at the small hole that was only for one to crawl through.He was puzzled by the texture under his hands, and when he tapped lightly, it made a steel-like dull sound.

The entire small hole is spliced ​​together with gasoline barrels, and the inside is unfathomable and it is not known where it leads.

No matter, go in and have a look!

Meng Fan was frightened by Long Wenwen's crazy behavior. This bastard can do whatever he wants, what should he do now that he is the only one left here?
Meng Fan raised his rifle subconsciously. Long Wenwen disappeared after turning around the mountain wall. He was afraid of being exposed and did not dare to make too many movements. He could only pray in his heart that this reckless grandson would return safely.

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Waiting may be the biggest chore in the world, so bored, I took out the map and checked the firepower points marked on it over and over again.

From time to time, there was a rush of gunshots on the Japanese army's position in the distance. Like a frightened bird, he held his rifle tightly tightly, and those Japanese soldiers who were as bored as him began to practice marksmanship against the mountains, forests and weeds.

As the sun set, time passed by, but Long Wenwen didn't return at all, which made Meng Fanle more and more afraid in his heart, and he even wondered if he would die in this bush.

How crazy does a person have to be to do such a thing, Long Wenwen is definitely the most horrific person he knows.

Is that life harder than a cockroach? Is it really dead?Why haven't you come back yet?

At the same time, Long Wenwen, who got into the tunnel, had unknowingly touched the depths of the Nantianmen tunnel group.

The situation inside was just as he expected, dark, humid, and extremely poorly lit. Only a few important passages were illuminated by a kerosene lamp.

The air quality in the tunnel was very poor, and the ventilation system of the Japanese army was probably not done well. The deeper you went, the more stuffy your chest felt.

And it's filled with all kinds of unpleasant smells, as if a stinky sock that hasn't been washed for a month is thrown into a can of herring and fermented for a month before being fished out.

It's no wonder that their sewage outlets are far away from the living area, and the dimly lit environment is complex, making it difficult for you to find the toilet or walk outside in a short time.

Therefore, when many Japanese soldiers were in a hurry, they just found a place where there was no one and dug a hole to solve the problem, and this kind of thing was repeatedly banned. It is really hard to imagine how the Japanese can stay in such a place for a long time.

As a result, many Japanese soldiers were unwilling to stay inside. Takeuchi Lianshan was also very troubled by this point. He did not have more time to improve the various conditions inside the tunnel. Usually, most of the soldiers could only stay outside. to enter the underground passage.

But all this gave Long Wenwen great convenience. There are not many Japanese in the tunnel now.

He walked carefully all the way from the sewage outlet. Although he also encountered a wave of Japanese soldiers, the other party did not find him.

Long Wenwen walked through the maze-like tunnel. He had already turned three turns in his memory, and finally saw a glimmer of light at the fourth turn.

Because the target is the tree fort on the top of the mountain, he has been looking for an upward passage, and the light in the distance just illuminates the direction ahead.

A wide passage comes into view, which extends upwards with a slope of 40°, and is reinforced with thick wooden piles on all sides. There are also electric lights on the top, and a light will be illuminated every 20 meters.

From time to time, there were a few Japanese passing by in the passage. Long Wenwen hid in the shadows where the light could not reach. He did not dare to go any further, but he could somewhat confirm that this was the traffic road leading to the top of the mountain.

Almost there, just as he was about to retreat, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Dorsidano?"

Long Wenwen was so frightened that his hairs stood on his head. He turned around quickly, and his palm was instantly held on the handle of the knife behind his waist.

A Japanese man was standing 2 meters behind him, and he couldn't see clearly under the dim light.Similarly, the Japanese did not find him different.

"あなたはどの团队ですか? 何してるの? (Which team do you belong to and what are you doing here)"

Long Wenwen couldn't understand the jabbering Japanese, but the Japanese sounded like he was still an officer.He didn't dare to move around for the time being, and he couldn't shoot here, otherwise he would stab a hornet's nest, and he had to kill with a single blow with a knife.

"Bastard! I'm talking to you are you deaf?"

The devil officer was a little angry. "This little soldier" dared not answer his own question. It seemed that he had to be slapped a few times.

Long Wenwen has quietly drawn out his dagger at this moment, and will kill him as soon as he gets close.

But the officer stopped just two steps forward, and he pinched his nose and said dissatisfiedly: "Ugh... it stinks! Did you fall into the cesspit?"

With the help of the weak light, the officer finally saw Long Wenwen's appearance, but the latter's face and body were full of filthy things, accompanied by bursts of stench.

"Hi!"

Faced with his constant inquiries, Long Wenwen, who didn't know why, had to answer loudly with his head down like a Japanese.

"Suoga, what an idiot!" The officer took two steps back, fanning the air in front of him in disgust.

He didn't have too much doubt about this. The main passages with lights were fine, but in those traffic passages where you can't see your fingers, you often step on your companion's excrement. There are many such things.

It's just that the "little soldier" in front of him was even more unlucky, and fell into the excrement pit dug by others.

　It’s the end of the month again. Thank you for your continued support. In the new month, the leg of lamb will work harder to code. I hope everyone will continue to help the leg of lamb, recommend tickets, monthly tickets, and brush them up!

　　
　
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