The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 2056: Entering the Tower at Night
It was late at night and almost midnight. The puppet soldier in charge of guarding the suspension bridge was dozing off on a stool with his rifle in his arms.

He couldn't drink much alcohol to begin with, but today he finally had blood sausage, which was only available during Chinese New Year, so he drank a little, and the result was that he is like this now.

His head had already lowered, but just as he was about to fall asleep, his hands loosened and the rifle in his arms fell to the ground with a bang, and he woke up.

At this time he heard a "rustling" sound.

The suspension bridge is right next to the moat, and the "splashing" sound sounds like someone peeing in the moat.

This would definitely not be allowed in the past because the Japanese would not allow it.

But today the Japanese also drank too much.

"Who?" he asked finally.

"I," the man replied, "your sixth uncle."

"Sixth Uncle." The puppet soldier responded, and then he vaguely remembered that the boss's Sixth Uncle stayed here after delivering pork to the artillery tower today.

No one would treat their leader's Sixth Uncle as an outsider, as everyone was too familiar with each other. And today, because of the smell of the meat he stewed, the Japanese squad leader even gave Sixth Uncle a thumbs up and said "Yoshi".

"Are you on duty tonight?" Lao Liu asked.

"My class." The puppet soldier answered and then asked with concern, "Sixth Uncle, why don't you sleep?"

"Why are you sleeping? You're all snoring, gritting your teeth and farting." The sixth one complained.

The puppet soldier just laughed.

The artillery tower has three floors. The Japanese army lives on the top floor, and the puppet army lives on the bottom two floors.

It was a big bunk bed where everyone slept together.

When there are a lot of people sleeping, it's natural that things will be all kinds of weird. Isn't snoring, clenching teeth, and farting normal?

"Okay, go back to sleep, I'll watch it for you for a while." said the sixth uncle.

"That's not good. If you watch it for me, the boss will know and scold me tomorrow." The puppet soldier replied.

"I'll tell you then, you have nothing to be afraid of. Besides, you won't be changing shifts soon, so how big of a deal can it be for me to help you?" said the sixth brother disapprovingly.

"Hehe, that's great!" The puppet soldier was delighted when he heard it.

To be honest, Lao Liu had no worries about showing the suspension bridge.

These puppet soldiers were too familiar with Lao Liu, so even when they were together normally, they wouldn't care if Uncle Liu fiddled with their guns.

Besides, what could possibly happen to this turret? It was close to the county town, so if something happened and gunshots were heard, reinforcements from the county town would arrive soon.

"I won't leave the gun to you." said the puppet soldier.

"What do I need that thing for? It might go off if I fiddle with it again." The sixth man said disapprovingly.

So the puppet soldier went to the artillery tower, and Lao Liu sat down on the bench.

There was the sound of a door opening, and everything returned to silence.

At this time, the moat made a "ding dong" sound, which meant a stone was thrown into the water.

Then, the "ding dong" sound rang twice in succession. After a while, two consecutive "ding dong" sounds were heard in the water.

There was a rustling sound from the other side of the moat. It was Lao Liu who was untying the rope of the drawbridge.

There are as many stars in the sky as there are stars cast into the calm and waveless moat.

But slowly, the starlight in a certain area of ​​the river disappeared; that was because the suspension bridge over the moat was slowly being lowered.

The moat is only about ten meters wide, which is enough to prevent people from jumping over it.

However, the wooden suspension bridge must have weighed nearly 200 kilograms, and it was very difficult for Lao Liu to lower it by himself by pulling the rope.

Normally, it would take two people for the puppet army to lower the suspension bridge.

And on this side of the moat, someone was looking up at the starry sky obscured by dark shadows.

Finally, someone reached out and caught the slowly falling black shadow. That person was so strong that the wooden bridge descended very slowly, and Uncle Six on the other side of the moat felt relieved.

Someone else came forward, and the wooden bridge was finally placed on the shore quietly by several people. Then someone held the railing and walked across the moat on the wooden bridge.

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There was a rustling sound of footsteps, and it was obvious that many people were crossing the bridge.

Under normal circumstances, the door leading to the turret is locked from the inside. Only when the person who is changing shifts gets up will the door be opened to go out. After the person who leaves his post enters the house, the door will be locked shut.

Isn't it said that fortresses are always breached from the inside?
Today, Uncle Six came out of the bunker to relieve himself. All the puppet soldiers in the house were sleeping soundly. Who would care that he didn't lock the door?

In just a moment, those people entered the room and lit the kerosene lamp on the table. What they saw was a group of puppet soldiers snoring and farting on the big bunk bed!

And at the moment when the kerosene lamp was lit, several people who entered the room divided the work among themselves. Some rushed over and gathered all the guns leaning against the wall, some pointed the box guns in their hands at the puppet soldiers, and some ran directly to the stairs from the first floor to the second floor. How to deal with these puppet soldiers was just an appetizer, and getting rid of the Japanese soldiers on the third floor would be the real feast!

Although there are two layers of puppet troops, we must also defend against the third layer of Japanese troops.

The puppet soldiers had eaten well, drank well, and slept well today. Only now did one of them mutter with sleepy eyes, "Why turn on the lights?"

But when he opened his eyes, he saw the black muzzle of a gun pointing at his face!

He was about to shout, but he felt a chill on his neck, as if a sharp knife was against his throat!

In an instant, he finally woke up, staring with frightened eyes, but did not make a sound.

It turned out that it was almost midnight, and this was the time for the puppet soldier to change shifts.

Those who should have made a sound didn't make a sound, and the remaining puppet soldiers were still sleeping. For a moment, Qian Chuaner, who had rushed into the house, was at a loss whether to laugh or cry!
The leader of the puppet army here calls the sixth brother of that family "Uncle Six". All the puppet soldiers under him have some relationship with him to some extent.

Qian Chuan'er had no intention of killing these puppet soldiers. He originally planned to wait for them to enter the artillery tower and wake up the puppet soldiers, and then he would just prevent them from making any noise.

But who would have thought that, except for the one who just woke up, the other puppet soldiers were still sleeping soundly!
Now Qian Chuan'er couldn't shout loudly to get all the puppet soldiers to wake up. What if one of the puppet soldiers saw his group entering the house and shouted in fear with knives and guns in hand, then alarmed the Japanese soldiers upstairs!
Qian Chuan'er and his men did not expect that the puppet soldiers would sleep so soundly, but that did not mean that the Japanese soldiers on the third floor would also sleep soundly. If they accidentally alarmed the Japanese soldiers on the third floor and gunshots were heard, their sneak attack would become a violent attack, and it would be difficult to capture the Japanese squad leader alive!
At this time, it was Lao Liu who had also entered the room and noticed Qian Chuan'er's embarrassment. He walked to the inner side of the big bunk bed, bent down and gently patted the man inside, whispering, "Big Nose, wake up, wake up, I'm your sixth uncle!"

It turns out that this big nose is the nickname of the puppet military leader.

When he saw Lao Liu going to call for help, a soldier from the Northeast Army followed him over.

After the sixth uncle clapped his hands twice, the puppet army leader finally woke up. In his daze, he could actually hear his sixth uncle's voice and asked, "What's the matter, sixth uncle?"

"Don't shout yet, something happened." That was all Uncle Six could say.