Bright Sword: Take down the devil stronghold at the beginning

Chapter 55 The Japs’ Design

Li Yunlong sped up and walked to the front. He wanted to be the first to return to the base.

After approaching the village, seeing the devastation everywhere, my anger rose.

The people looked at the damaged houses and cursed all kinds of curses.

The new regiment and the people began to carry out large-scale construction work, that is, building houses.

There is another crucial thing, that is, spring plowing has arrived.

This is related to the people's food for the next year.

Spring plowing is crucial, and as the soldiers of the common people, the New Regiment naturally has to lend a hand to help.

Except for the necessary soldiers standing guard, all other soldiers went to the fields to help with work.

Even the cooking class cannot be avoided.

Wang Shuang and other members of the cooking class have to cook and help in the fields in their spare time.

To be honest, Wang Shuang, as a modern person, really has no experience of working in the fields.

When I was young, my parents were spoiled and I never tired myself from any work.

Later, when I entered the society, I was able to sit and work easily, without going out to endure hardships.

The original person who traveled through time had never done any work in the ground.

My adoptive father was a cook and had no land, so he never lacked much food.

Of course, you said that Wang Shuang works out for a long time after cooking every day and is sweating profusely.

But if you are really experienced, you will know that the tiredness of exercising is different from the tiredness of work.

It's like a person who has built up a muscular body in the gym all day long. If you ask him to work in the fields for a day, he will be as tired as a third grandson.

Wang Shuang was very unaccustomed to it. In this case, he had to think of something else.

However, Wang Shuang was not the kind to cheat. Wang Shuang found a villager and asked him to work for him, while he paid him wages.

Wang Shuang got busy with his own affairs.

Because the ammunition consumption was relatively large, Wang Shuang planned to get some more things to replenish the supplies he had recently consumed.

Wang Shuang focused on a small nearby stronghold.

Although this stronghold is not comparable to the stronghold that I captured initially, it is still considered a relatively important place.

The Xinyi regiment didn't move him when they pulled out their stronghold before, because there were more devils nearby and reinforcements came faster.

This place is located at an important transportation location, and it is said that the Japanese want to expand it into a medium-sized stronghold.

I learned this news through a casual chat with Fatty Wang, but it’s unclear how true or false it is.It's still the same old routine, first observe outside and wait for nightfall to sneak in and capture the stronghold.

To be honest, this kind of thing happens once and twice.

Wang Shuang thought it was another easy matter.

As a result, when Wang Shuang was looking for a place to hide and wait for dark, Wang Shuang saw a class of Japanese soldiers transporting something.

With the eyesight provided by the mecha, Wang Shuang could see as clearly as if he were holding a telescope.

Wang Shuang looked at it carefully and felt that it was a mortar.

It’s interesting. Do you think I’m still trying to steal sheep today?

Wang Shuang watched carefully, and the little devil approached the stronghold with the mortar escort.

Well, great.

Because of this episode, Wang Shuang didn't rest and kept observing outside at the risk.

Until nightfall, no kid in that class came out.

Hey.

Wang Shuang smiled evilly, continued to act, and took a sheep by the way.

Night fell, darkness enveloped everything, and Wang Shuang turned into a black shadow again. The sharp blade in his hand slashed across the devil's body, bringing with it blossoms of blood.

Charming and beautiful.

For two hours, there was not a single living Japanese in the stronghold, and there was only a dark shadow standing there.

No blood stained him.

After Wang Shuang killed all the little Japs, he looked at the artillery (mortar) position behind the stronghold and felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat.

It's really insidious. The little devil actually hid a mortar in this small stronghold, and look at the muzzle made on the stronghold.

This is definitely not a sudden thought, but a long-planned conspiracy.

You know, how can you kill a chicken with a butcher's knife.

This is a small Japanese stronghold, so once the Eighth Route Army comes to destroy the stronghold, it will be enough to mobilize enough troops.

It is impossible to waste a large number of troops attacking a small stronghold.

Once this was done, the troops attacked and the Japs' mortars opened fire.

Without knowing it, he would definitely be beaten and suffer heavy casualties.

(End of this chapter)