Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2849: The secret battle on Dunkel Prairie!

Fujiyama was silent for a moment on the other end of the radio, and then a sinister laugh came:
"Don't worry, Chief Wurigeng, as long as you serve our imperial army obediently, we will naturally protect you.

However, you need to continue to play along with Wu Gan and get more information for us. And you should bring a radio with you on this march so that we can keep in touch at any time!"

"this,."

Wurigeng Dalai Lama was about to say that this was not feasible and was too risky, but Fujiyama had already hung up the phone.

Of course, Urigeng Dalai didn't know that Fujiyama was eager to send a telegram to the headquarters of the Special High School.

The information provided by the Dalai Lama Wurigeng is extremely important.

A batch of weapons and ammunition weighing ten tons had just arrived in Fuyang Town yesterday. If they were seized by the Anti-Japanese Brigade and the Wugan Tribe, the consequences would be disastrous.

So Fujiyama was eager to report so that the imperial army could make preparations early.

At the same time, after Fujiyama hung up the call, Urigeng Dalai Lama slumped in his chair.

He held his head in his hands, his heart filled with regret. But now that things had come to this, he had no way back and could only bite the bullet and follow Fujiyama's instructions.

Therefore, the Dalai Lama Wurigeng pulled himself together and summoned all the tribal leaders to discuss the matter.

Soon, everyone was present. The Dalai Lama Wurigeng sat in the middle and said to everyone:
“Dear Andars, Chief Wugan has sent us a secret order, asking us to attack the Japanese arsenal in Fuyang County together.

This is a matter of life and death for our tribal alliance. If we succeed, we will have sufficient weapons and equipment, and we won’t have to fear the Japanese anymore.”

When the thousand captains and centurions heard this, they were immediately excited. Some of them were rubbing their hands and said, "Chief, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. With weapons and equipment, our tribe will become even more powerful!"

But at this time, some people also asked worriedly: "Chief, this operation is so confidential, will there be any risks? If the news leaks out and the Japanese are prepared, won't we be caught in a trap?"

Wurigeng Dalai felt nervous, but still pretended to be calm and said: "Of course there are risks, but wealth and honor are sought in danger! Since the great leader Wugan has made such arrangements, he must have a foolproof plan. We just need to obey orders and work together, and we will succeed!"

Therefore, under the instigation of Urigeng Dalai Lama, all the thousand-man commanders and centurions finally reached a consensus and decided to follow his command and go to war together.

Soon, the elite cavalry in the tribe were quickly assembled. Wurigeng Dalai Lama rode on a tall horse and looked at the dark team in front of him with mixed feelings.

He knew very well that if he went there, he didn't know how many of his brothers would shed their blood on the battlefield, and he didn't know what his own fate would be.

"set off!"

The Dalai Lama gritted his teeth and issued an order.

A large group of people marched towards the Dunkel grassland north of Tongliao.

Along the way, Wurigeng Dalai Lama appeared calm on the surface, but he was always on guard in his heart, fearing that someone would notice that something was wrong with him.

While keeping an eye on the team's movements, he was thinking about how to pass on the latest news to Fujiyama. And the radio must not be discovered by anyone, not even his confidants.

After several hours of rapid march, the cavalry of the Wurigeng Dalai Lama, totaling 3,000 people, finally arrived at the Dunkel grassland. In the distance, the flags of the Wugan tribe were fluttering in the wind, and the Wugan chieftain had already been waiting there with a group of people.

When the chief of Wugan saw the arrival of Wurigeng Dalai Lama, he greeted him with a smile, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Wurigeng Anda, you are finally here. Hahahaha, with your joining, we will definitely succeed this time, hahahaha!"

Wurigeng Dalai forced a smile and clasped his fists, saying, "You are too polite, Wugan Anda. For the sake of the tribal alliance, I will definitely do my best!"

The chieftain Wugan nodded, pulled Wurigeng Dalai aside, and said in a low voice: "For this operation, I have already found out the guard situation of the arsenal. Although the Japanese have made some deployments nearby, they don't have many troops. We can take advantage of the cover of night to raid the arsenal and catch them off guard!"

Wurigeng Dalai nodded in agreement and secretly took note of the information, thinking in his heart how to pass this information to Fujiyama as soon as possible.

He asked for leave, saying that he wanted to go and see his troops. They had come a long way and needed to rest.

Wugan agreed and returned to his military tent to send a telegram to Duanwu, telling him that Wurigeng Dalai Lama had arrived with his men, was injured, and smelled the unique herbal smell of the grassland.

Duanwu thought about it and felt that something was fishy. The Dalai Lama Wurigeng was not injured in the last anti-mopping-up operation, so how come he was injured when he returned to the tribe?

Is it an internal fight within the tribe, or something else?

Duanwu wrote back to Wugan: "Let him find out how the Dalai Lama Wurigeng was injured. But don't ask too much questions."

Wu Gan naturally understood this and prepared to find an opportunity to test the Dalai Lama Wurigeng.

At the same time, Urigeng Dalai Lama was sending a telegram to Fujiyama.

His trusted followers were guarding the door and no one was allowed to enter.

He hid under the quilt and sent a telegram clumsily.

However, he had only sent a few dot codes when Fujiyama's impatient voice came through the headset: "Look at you, you are so stupid that you killed the liaison I sent to you. If you send telegrams like this, by the time we receive your information, the food will be cold."

Wurigeng Dalai was naturally very angry when he was scolded. But he had no choice but to say: "You still say that, do you know how dangerous it is for me to contact you now? That Wugan is smarter than a monkey. The radio stations are all in his Wugan tribe. Once I find other radio signals, I will be exposed."

Fujiyama said relentlessly: "In an army of thousands of people, even if he finds out, what can he do? You just need to deny something that there is no evidence. By the way, do you have any important information? Tell me now!"

Wu Rigen thought for a moment and said, "I just met Wu Gan, and he told me that they had already explored the Fuyang Town arsenal. There aren't many soldiers there, so they can take it down in one go. I told you this, if your arsenal is really taken down, it's none of my business!"

Having said that, Urigeng Dalai Lama hung up the phone first, his face and forehead were covered with sweat.

He was so nervous, like a thief, afraid of being discovered. After sending the telegram, he felt as if he had a serious illness.

Wurigeng Dalai hates himself now. He was a hero on the grassland, so why is he like a stray dog ​​now?
He must find a way to get those photos back from the Japanese, and then kill them all.

But how to get those photos back? How to kill all the Japanese?

Wurigeng Dalai Lama was full of hesitation, but at this moment, he heard the voices of Wu Gan and the guards outside the door.

Wu Gan came to inquire about the injury of the Dalai Lama Wurigeng. However, the Dalai Lama Wurigeng's guards did not allow him to enter! .