It is very easy to sneak into the Japanese office and say something, because the Japanese are very arrogant and don’t believe that the Tu Eighth Route Army dares to be tough with them directly, so they defend special things.

Apart from the two guards at the door, there were not even mobile posts, so Li Feng and the others could easily turn over.

The facilities in the Japanese are very simple. Apart from the house, there are no guard posts outside, let alone inside.

Some of the Japanese were stationed at the entrance of the town, some were eating, drinking and having fun in the town, and the rest were all here. Of course, there was nothing good to do. Just look at the pile of wine bottles and you will know that these Japanese were probably treating this place as a place for banquets.

I just passed by a Japanese barracks and before I got close, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol. Jiang Yu and Jiang Xiong licked their lips, but I don’t know if they were addicted to alcohol!

Li Feng also likes to drink, but he doesn’t drink often. He also likes to smoke. Haven’t you smoked recently?

Sure enough, this man should restrain himself. The more he restrains himself, the more he will become, the better he will become, for example!

A fat man didn't know that he was floating, so he was immersed in the narcissistic fantasy. He knew that a Japanese man holding a wine bottle in the distance was shaking his head and walked out, biting the wine bottle in his mouth, and then stood and peed directly. He didn't expect that there were three people hidden in the darkness not far away.

These Japanese maintained a high level of vigilance on the battlefield. Once they arrived at a place they thought were safe, their vigilance would relax and even become inferior to ordinary people.

This gave Li Feng and the others a chance. Instead of talking about the Japanese, they asked him to go back and continue drinking.

As for Li Feng and the other three, they went to the yard at the end. He always felt that there was something good in the Japanese yard.

When I entered the yard, I found that there were large boxes covered with canvas inside. I quietly touched the back and saw that the boxes were very long and I knew they were equipped with guns at a glance!

Li Feng gently pried open a box and found that it was indeed a 38-meter-long cover. Of course, most of them were made from Hanyang, and there were many shell guns. I think it should be weapons and equipment prepared for nearby Weijun.

"Damn it, I've sent it!"

At this time, Li Feng and his team also found a crooked slut, and there were countless ammunitions in it, and even three mortars were there.

"No, there are only twenty Japanese people, why do you want three mortars?"

The more Li Feng thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. But since he was here, he had to find a way to get something out when he was not easy to go back.

I looked at the carriage next to me, and then at the Japanese barracks not far away. It seemed that I had thought of something, and a strange smile appeared on my face.

...

Killing the Japanese is a troublesome thing, especially smearing the Japanese's necks one by one with bayonets, which is even more boring.

Click!

Li Feng got a samurai sword from somewhere. When he saw a Japanese man's head sticking out from the edge of the bed, he chopped off his head with one knife, and blood splattered the wall on the spot!

It's so easy to kill seven or eight drunkards. Although blood was splattering everywhere, seven or eight Japanese killed without any casualties. This is definitely a business without any money.

"There should be a sergeant and a small official in front of the Japanese. They should be in a single room. If we want to really transport these things out, we must kill them all."

Li Feng wiped the samurai sword in his hand. The knife was so fucking unsolid that it showed signs of rolling blades after chopping off a few Japanese.

He threw away the samurai sword in his hand and took out a bayonet from the wall. He always thought this thing was easier to use.

All three of them were good at killing four or five ghosts, but there was no big problem with killing four or five ghosts. It was just that Jiang Yu was not very skillful and actually let a Japanese call out. Fortunately, Li Feng killed the Japanese serviceman who was trying to shout in time, otherwise it would be bad to attract a wave of Japanese at the entrance of the town.

The two Japanese guards at the door were fools. Comrade Li Xiaopang casually said a few Japanese words and coaxed them in. In this way, they were chopped off by the two brothers.

The three of them completed the cooperation perfectly with understanding eyes, of course Comrade Li Xiaopang was a little unhappy.

Because this Japanese devil is so poor that he won’t say anything without gold teeth, but he doesn’t have a big gold watch, and he has a broken watch on his body, and he only has a little valuable thing. After being a housing chief for so long, Dayang has only received more than 200 yuan. The fat man thought to himself that this wave must have lost.

I shook the samurai sword in my hand and felt that the thing was pretty good, so I packed up the valuable things in the house.

"Oh, there are still a few submachine guns here. When did the Japanese drive on this thing?"

At this time, Li Feng discovered three Huaji, which were submachine guns. Logically speaking, the Japanese generally would not use this submachine gun, but they did not expect that they would encounter this time.

Then he actually found another telescope. While cursing the second-rate Japanese commander in his heart, he actually brought a telescope, and naturally hung it around his neck.

All the seized were good things. Anyway, Li Feng was full of valuable goods. At least for the poor Eighth Route Army, even a pencil could be said to be a good thing.

Li Feng learned the Japanese's three-light policy very well. Except for leaving the Japanese a clean table, he did not even leave any other things, and packed them up and took them away.

I don’t know what the group of devils would feel when they saw a bare bed?

Moving weapons and equipment is a physical job. Although Comrade Li Xiaopang doesn't like to do it, who made them only three? If they didn't get it as soon as possible, the Japanese would come over, and at that time they might not be able to take things away.

The weapons and equipment were about to be loaded with a carriage, and at this time, Li Feng quietly walked into the Japanese warehouse. There were more than a dozen bags of flour and fresh meat in this place, and Li Feng even found several boxes of canned meat.

The Japanese military rations were better than those of the Eighth Route Army. It would be fine if Li Feng chewed sweet potatoes and chewed pickles all day long. The key was that sometimes he didn't even eat pickles, which was called bitterness.

"Hurry, hurry up, bring all the food inside into the car for me. This should be enough for us to spend two months. If it really doesn't work, I'll just go to the nearby area to grab a fight."

The three carriages were quickly filled, and the Japanese were also very smart and loaded the abandoned old tires on the carriage. In this way, the speed of the baggage would be much faster, much faster than the traditional wooden carriage.

But this also made Li Feng and the others cheaper. The three of them drove out of the Japanese office in a swagger. Even the restaurant owner opposite felt strange, thinking that the Japanese didn't just send things in a few days ago, why did they suddenly pull things out?

I can’t figure it out, after I settle the account of this guest in front of me, what’s going on with the Japanese? Go to the Japanese, make money more important!

Although Li Feng and the other three got all the things out, they still faced a major problem, that is, how to get through the level of the town entrance...
Chapter completed!