Agents of the Republic of China

The Japanese barracks was at the foot of Deshan Mountain, next to the Wangshui River, and it was almost nine o'clock when Lin Xiaotang and others found the vicinity of the barracks.The Japanese barracks were brightly lit, and military tents were stationed one after another along the river bank, which looked patchwork.

Lin Xiaotang and the others didn't dare to show up rashly, so they groped downstream along the woods beside the barracks. When they reached the end of the barracks, they saw two teams of Japanese patrols changing shifts. Lin Xiaotang listened carefully, and the password shouted by the patrols It is "Tianwang Mountain".

Lin Xiaotang took a closer look. The Japanese barracks was about the strength of a regiment. The initial estimate was about 2000 troops. It was equipped with an artillery battery and about ten infantry guns. Other than that, no tanks were found. It is estimated that there are only those four tanks in the figure, which is good news for the defenders of the Deshan line of defense.

Not long after, seven or eight trucks drove over from far to near. Since this is a mountainous area, the trucks stopped at the gate of the barracks. An officer and Japanese soldiers on guard got off the first vehicle. After chatting for a few words, I called out to the soldiers in the barracks to help load and unload the supplies on the truck.

Lin Xiaotang made a gesture to the people behind him, and several people came out of the woods without a sound, and mingled with the Japanese soldiers who were unloading without anyone noticing.

A group of several people carried an ammunition box, followed other Japanese soldiers into the barracks, turned a few corners, and came to a tent area that was isolated separately. It looked like the Japanese. storehouse.

It can be seen that the defense here is extremely tight, and it is not too big an area, but there are more than a dozen Japanese soldiers guarding it.

Lin Xiaotang didn't carry the boxes, he was wearing a captain's uniform, if he still had to do these coolies, it would be a bit unreasonable, he stood in front of a tent, and chatted with a Japanese officer sky.

Lin Xiaotang's authentic Osaka accent made the Japanese military officer not have the slightest suspicion.From the conversation, Lin Xiaotang learned that this Japanese army was the Toda Regiment belonging to the No.40 Division of the Japanese Army. A warehouse directly under the command headquarters stores ammunition and food for the troops directly under the command headquarters, so it is extremely closely guarded.

While talking with the Japanese military officer, Lin Xiaotang secretly looked at the layout around the barracks from the corner of his eye. He found that there were many iron barrels in the Japanese barracks. At first, Lin Xiaotang didn't know what they were used for. To avoid showing his feet, he didn't dare to ask the Japanese officer.It wasn't until he saw a few Japanese soldiers fetching water from the iron bucket with their military jugs that they were carrying them that he realized that it was originally used to store drinking water for Japanese soldiers.

Lin Xiaotang's heart moved, and he unconsciously touched the water bottle on his waist, thinking: "This guy didn't come in vain, he finally found a place to use it!"

Thinking of this, he took an opportunity to bid farewell to the Japanese officer, explaining that he still had to perform patrol missions. Anyway, in this barracks with thousands of people, there were many patrol teams like them, so he was not afraid of being overwhelmed.

Lin Xiaotang waved to the busy and sweaty Datou and the others, and the group lined up in a straight line, Lin Xiaotang walked in the front and began to wander around the entire barracks.

In less than an hour, Lin Xiaotang and others went around the general camp and found two more oil warehouses. Compared with the warehouse directly under the regiment just now, the vigilance here was much looser. Perhaps the Japanese felt that this was in the military camp. Among them, there is no external threat, so these two warehouses are only guarded by a few soldiers.

Under Lin Xiaotang's instruction, four Japanese soldiers sneaked into the oil depot from behind the tent while the guards were negligent, and placed various numbers of grenades and explosives in the oil depot. In short, only the Japanese came to move the oil. There was only one barrel, and it was wiped out.Without these fuels, the Japanese armored vehicles, transport vehicles, and even tanks can only be a pile of scrap iron.

During the march in the barracks, the group did not stay idle, pretending to drink water, and poured all the medicinal juice they brought with them into dozens of buckets passing by along the road.

After finishing these things, Lin Xiaotang clapped his hands easily, and looked back at Yang Fan and the others. They were no longer nervous when they first entered the Japanese barracks. After all, the purpose of this trip had been achieved, and everyone relaxed.

Just when they decided to retreat, suddenly, a few Japanese soldiers came from the direction of the Japanese joint headquarters, escorting a heavily tied man, pushing and shoving towards this side.Lin Xiaotang could see clearly that the man was a Caucasian man, he was still wearing the uniform of a US military pilot, and his face and body were covered in bloodstains from leather whips.

Lin Xiaotang couldn't help being taken aback. If he guessed correctly, this person was most likely the American pilot on the bomber plane that was shot down by the Japanese plane this morning. It seems that after the crash, he was still captured by the Japanese.

Lin Xiaotang's thoughts raced, since he met him, he had to find a way to get the American pilot out, but right now he was in the enemy camp, and it was not easy to rescue a white man with yellow hair and blue eyes.Lin Xiaotang thought about it again and again, and decided to take a gamble.

At this time, the Japanese had already escorted the American pilot into a tent, and there were two soldiers standing at the door. Lin Xiaotang winked at the people behind him, and Datou and the others understood, and followed Lin Xiaotang to the tent.

When they arrived at the door, the guards stopped them. Lin Xiaotang said in fluent Japanese: "I am Captain Mori, and I understand English. I was ordered by Captain Toda to interrogate the prisoner."

The guard was taken aback, "I'm sorry, I didn't receive such an order."

Lin Xiaotang stretched out his hand arrogantly, and pushed the soldier away, "Now, you have heard the order!" After speaking, he strode into the tent.Datou and Huoyan followed behind, and Guo Zhui and the other Japanese soldiers stood at the door of the tent without saying a word.

Oil lamps were lit in the tent, and the light was very dim. There were two Japanese inside, two second lieutenant officers, one of whom had taken off his belt, and was beating the American pilot sitting on the ground vigorously, shouting while beating. : "American pig, can you say it!" The American pilot was beaten and rolled all over the floor, speaking English, nothing more than "I can't understand what you said".

Lin Xiaotang walked closer, grabbed the second lieutenant officer's hand, "Stop!"

The second lieutenant was taken aback for a moment, but when they saw Lin Xiaotang's military rank in a blink of an eye, they both bowed their heads in agreement.

After saluting, one of them asked suspiciously, "May I ask who you are?"

"I am Captain Mori of the division headquarters. I was ordered to assist Captain Toda in interrogating the prisoners. According to your interrogation method, even if you beat him to death, you won't be able to ask any questions. Do you understand English?"

The two officers shook their heads with shame on their faces.

Lin Xiaotang ignored them, walked straight up to the American pilot, and asked in English, "Tell me your name, nationality, and the number of the unit you belong to."

The American pilot got up, and Lin Xiaotang saw him clearly. He was tall and thin, with a typical Caucasian face, blond hair, and a few bloodstains on his face. He spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, "I protest, you guys This is ill-treatment of prisoners of war, and I demand the treatment stated in the Geneva Convention on Prisoners of War."

Lin Xiaotang stood up slowly and walked in front of him, good guy, this foreign devil is nearly 1.9 meters tall, Lin Xiaotang had to raise his head to look at him, "You are talking about the treatment of prisoners of war with the Japanese, thank you for thinking it out, don't Dreaming, my friend."

"Why not, Japan also signed this treaty." The American pilot suddenly noticed something, and his expression changed, "What did you say? Aren't you Japanese too?"

Lin Xiaotang smiled, and moved closer, "Did I ever say I'm Japanese?"

Lin Xiaotang patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, my friend, I have seen you flying a fighter jet before. I am an old friend with your commander, Colonel Chennault. So, you'd better obey my orders obediently and say Maybe, you will leave this ghost place."

The American stared wide-eyed, "Oh, God, you...".

There was an untimely sound of "flutter", and a stench filled the tent immediately. Lin Xiaotang pinched his nose and turned his head to look. A Japanese officer covered his stomach with his hands, his waist could no longer straighten, and his face showed pain. .

The officer who hit someone just now pinched his nose, "Yamada, how can you do this, please pay attention to your identity." But before he finished speaking, the officer named Yamada let out two more stinky farts.

The beating Japanese officer was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "Yamada, Yamada, what did you do, are you crazy about women?" He said, pointing to Yamada's lower body.

Everyone looked in the direction of his fingers. Although Yamada bent over to cover himself, the thing on his lower body had hardened at some point, and he set up a small tent at the crotch of his trousers.

Yamada seemed to feel even more uncomfortable, his mouth was tongue-tied but he couldn't speak, his face was flushed, he covered his stomach with one hand, touched his butt with the other, turned around and ran out.

The big head raised the curtain of the tent and looked out, but as soon as the curtain was opened, a pungent smell came over his face. He frowned, only to find that Guo Zhui and the others were smiling and pointing at the barracks. The two Japanese soldiers standing guard at the gate had long since disappeared.

On the opposite side of the tent where they were located, there was a long line of simple toilets tens of meters away. The Japanese soldiers in full armor were exactly the same as the Yamada just now, covering their stomachs with one hand and buttocks with the other. There is also a small tent in the department.Some soldiers who couldn't wait any longer simply squatted in the bushes and grass beside the tent, trying to defecate, farting sounds one after another.

The big head stuck his head back and winked at Lin Xiaotang. Lin Xiaotang smiled, walked up to the Japanese officer who had just beaten the American, and asked with a smile, "Did you drink water just now?"

The officer was taken aback for a moment, and then replied: "No, I don't like drinking water."

Lin Xiaotang nodded, making a gesture to turn around, but he raised his knee like lightning, and pressed it fiercely against the Japanese officer's crotch. Before the officer could yell out, Lin Xiaotang strangled his neck and pulled it upwards forcefully. , the officer opened his mouth wide and rolled his eyes from being strangled, but he couldn't utter a word.

Lin Xiaotang leaned close to his ear, and said softly in Japanese: "Remember, drinking water is good for your health. If you don't drink water, you will die!" After speaking, he pressed the officer's head and twisted it hard.