Thirty miles east of Furong Town, the Japanese established a huge transit station here, and they claimed that this was their temporary residence.

The Eighth Route Army's intelligence system is so powerful that even the Japanese are very scared, so it is not uncommon to get this kind of intelligence. It would be really shocking if they could knock out this place.

The little fat man came with his troops in the spirit of humanitarianism. He didn't see half of the people along the way. It seemed that he was afraid of the Japanese burning, killing, looting and secretly hiding.

I originally wanted to go robbing the Japanese at night, but I heard that it might rain tonight, and transporting supplies may be a bit troublesome, so Li Feng was going to sneak in during the day.

Originally, Li Feng thought that the Japanese attached great importance to him, because of his strong combat power. Of course, the actual situation is indeed the case. You can feel the murderous aura from the troops defending the Japanese. This shows that the combat power of this troops is indeed very strong.

But behind this murderous aura is full of fatigue and laziness, and it feels like soldiers who have fought a war come on vacation.

"Boss, did this Japanese dig a hole for us? The defense is a bit slack and unreasonable!

Although the defense is perfect, you see this execution ability, I think it is almost the same as the puppet army. Could it be that these Japanese devils are all pretending to be puppet army?"

The eagle was a little suspicious, but unexpectedly Li Feng shook his head and said:

"Although these Japanese have poor execution ability, you can see their queues and uniform paces, this is definitely not something that the puppet army can pretend to be, unless the authentic Central Army becomes a puppet army and then impersonates it.

But the authentic Central Army nearby does not seem to have such strong combat power, and we can all feel the solemn aura on them."

A group of people finally looked at me, and then I came to a conclusion, that is, the Japanese were too arrogant and actually relaxed their guards in this situation.

God gave the opportunity, the Japanese were so careless, thinking that they had the determination to destroy the Eighth Route Army. The troops defending behind were just like in their own backyard, and for them, it was no different from being guarded.

The actual situation is indeed the case. Li Feng, Eagle and others who came to investigate came into the Japanese transit station, but no one was found inside.

The fat man entered the transit station and found that the bird place was indeed a bit big, with piles of materials inside, which seemed to be for use by a gang.

"Boss, see what this is?" The eagle opened a box and signaled Li Feng to look inside. There were a disassembled Type 92 heavy machine gun. Seeing that there were many such boxes, you don't need to guess that the Japanese had invested a lot this time.

After searching for a long time, I found that most of the bird places are weapons and equipment, and only a small part is food and other things, which made a problem appear in the little fat man's head.

"Did the Japanese have no sense of being prepared for the severe cold?"

Li Feng has been estimating that it is likely to snow these days, so he asked the soldiers of the army to bring cotton coats and quilts, with the purpose of preventing the sudden cold wave from falling during the battle. It would be nonsense to even hold the guns firmly and fight!

But in this bird place, let alone the quilt, I didn’t even see half a cotton coat. I asked the Japanese to run naked!

Finally, he found the meat jar, and after kicking it several times, he ran back with the eagle. The success of the run was really unexpected. Not to mention the tension, Li Feng probably asked Erpang to crawl over, and these Japanese would not notice it. You must know that Erpang's slow guy is very eye-catching. If the Japanese can't even find it, Li Feng should really think about how to get these supplies back. After all, it's only a matter of time to kill these Japanese.

Everyone was very surprised after coming back, especially when they saw the boss eating canned food while drinking water, they were very envious. They thought that they had to eat a few cans of canned food when they turned around, and they had to let someone who had no food be watched in front of them for the time being.

"This is the battle plan. Our ghosts are responsible for taking the lead in killing the garrisons. The rest of you are blocking the Japanese military camp. You cannot let them get close to the arsenal, otherwise you will throw bombs into it, which will destroy these supplies. I want to take all these things back. Don't damage them!"

It was uncomfortable to live in the Japanese arsenal, so they simply left the place where the transfer station was placed, and the troops were stationed in another area.

This is really a waste of money. With so many supplies, God has made him rich. Could it be that he opened his eyes to see that he has helped so many refugees and suffered heavy losses, and wanted to compensate him a little?

This time, I was in a hurry and didn't bring many artillery soldiers, and all the mortars were carried by their soldiers. So how many Japanese can be killed in this shelling?

The transportation of mortars is not a problem, the transportation of mortar shells is not a problem.

"Boss, I think we should take down the arsenal first. I just saw eight Type 92 infantry cannons inside. If he dragged him out and banged towards the Japanese barracks, I believe the battle will end soon."

The eagle was talking casually while smoking, and then an artillery soldier rushed up like his parents died, pressing the eagle on the ground, pulling his collar desperately, with blood in his eyes, and shouting excitedly:

"You said this is true? There are really eight Type 92 infantry cannons?"

The eagle had just eaten a pile of ashes. The artillery commander was a little excited, so he had a very large movement and spat hard. Then the eagle cursed at him with anger:

"Isn't it just the eight-type 92 infantry cannons? I have also seen other mountain cannons. We are now the main force, the elite among the elites. I am so excited to see a few cannons. Can you have some prospects?"

"Ah, I don't know you yet. You guy who saw the money uprising said that I'm not promising. Take out the watch in your pocket first!"

Yes, since the eagle fell in love with the widow, this has become an addictive habit, which is to collect famous watches crazy and then show her kindness to Wu Mengjiao.

The intelligence officer responsible for conveying the news was already very annoyed, because every time the landlords would make several precious watches, and ask him to take them to Wu Mengjiao, which made him a little scared. What if he encountered a robber on the way? These watches looked very valuable!

"Go to you, what's wrong with me collecting watches? I snatched it with my life. Did you snatch your artillery back with your life? We infantrymen snatched it with our lives. If you say thank you, do you know if you know?"

"Fart, if we didn't have our artillery bombardment in advance, would you be able to defeat the Japanese so easily?"

Ignoring the argument between the two, Li Feng buried his head and finished eating the canned meat in his hand. He just wanted to take another can, but suddenly he found that there was nothing in his hand. When he looked over, he found that the big bald head had wiped the oil from his mouth. He clasped his hands together and said with a smile:

"Amitabha, thank you for your hospitality!"

Li Feng glanced slightly and found that there were two empty jars beside the big bald man. This guy was eating faster than he could!

Li Feng: The Buddha should come down the thunder of heaven!
Chapter completed!