Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2931 The commander never lied to me!

The Japanese lieutenant colonel brought Duanwu to the warehouse where the shells were stored. It was quiet inside and it was obvious that the Japanese soldiers inside had gone to rest.

The Japanese lieutenant frowned, turned to Duanwu and said, "As you can see, no one is in the warehouse. You artillery unit has to move the ammunition by yourselves."

Duanwu was secretly delighted, as this was exactly what he wanted. However, he pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Sir, there are so many shells in the warehouse. It's so late now. I will go there to find people to move them. But since I'm here, I will move some back first, and then call more people. Please give me some convenience."

The Japanese lieutenant colonel waved his hands impatiently and said, "Fine, fine, whatever you want. But after we move everything, you can't take the shells away until I check the number. That's the rule."

Duanwu quickly bowed again to express his gratitude: "Thank you for your understanding, sir. I will definitely follow the regulations."

After saying that, Duanwu turned around and went to look for the wooden cart that the Japanese used to transport goods.

After a while, he returned to the warehouse door pulling a cart.

He took a deep breath and opened the door of the warehouse. A pungent smell of gunpowder filled the air. Boxes of shells were neatly stacked, probably containing nearly a thousand shells of various types.

Duanwu was very happy at this time, because with these artillery shells, there would be absolutely no problem in blowing up the Japanese tanks and heavy artillery.

It’s just a pity that the Japanese trucks were locked, otherwise he could drive the truck and take away at least one-third of the shells in the entire warehouse.

Of course, if he had to move the shells by himself, it would probably take him several hours to complete.

So the size of this cart is just right, and it can hold about twenty-five to thirty boxes of artillery shells.

Duanwu felt that it was about the same. Although these shells might not be able to destroy all the tanks and heavy artillery, they could at least destroy most of the enemy.

So Duanwu began to carefully move the shells onto the cart, and as soon as he was done loading, he pulled the cart to the Japanese tank unit.

But at this moment, when Duanwu was sweating profusely, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside.

Duanwu was startled, thinking that the Japanese lieutenant colonel was worried and came back again. He quickly stopped what he was doing and pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

The footsteps were getting closer, and then a voice came: "Why is the warehouse door open?"

Then a guard's voice came: "It's the Imperial Army from the artillery unit who came to deploy ammunition. There's no one in the warehouse, and Major Kitagawa asked him to move it himself."

"well!"

The other party nodded, and then said: "It's really hard work to come and move the ammunition so late. But you have to keep a close eye on it and don't make any mistakes. Otherwise, those of us in charge of patrol will also have to suffer the consequences."

The guard snorted, "I know what's going on. Without Lord Maruyama's approval, who would dare to let him in?"

"Excuse me, we're leaving now."

As they spoke, the Japanese patrol team that passed by the warehouse left.

When Duanwu heard that the Japanese were going away, he immediately sped up the transportation. After a while, a cart was filled with shells.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked out of the warehouse, and said to the Japanese guards: "I have moved it, please check the number."

The guard said, "We can't make the decision on this matter. Let's ask Major Kitagawa!"

At this time, Major Kitagawa heard the conversation between Duanwu and the guard and came out of the munitions department tent. He walked to the cart with a small notebook in his hand and carefully counted the number of shells.

Duanwu stood aside, waiting quietly.

Lieutenant Colonel Kitagawa simply counted the number, nodded and said, "The number is correct. You can take these shells away, but you have to send them back quickly. I will also need to rest in a while." "Thank you, Mr. Kitagawa, I will definitely bring people back as soon as possible."

Duanwu expressed his gratitude again, then pulled the cart and happily walked towards the artillery unit.

With Maruyama's approval, he had a smooth journey. He encountered several Japanese sentries along the way, but when the Japanese saw the approval in his hand, they let him go without asking any questions.

As he was walking, a short Japanese soldier caught up with him from behind and said enthusiastically, "Sir, it's too hard for you to pull so many shells by yourself. Let me help you push the cart!"

Duanwu was delighted. He didn't expect such a good thing to happen. He said quickly, "Thank you very much. You are such a kind-hearted person."

The Japanese soldier grinned, revealing his two big front teeth, and said, "Sir, you are too polite. We are all imperial soldiers, and it is only natural for us to help each other. My name is Nishimura, what is your name, sir?"

Duanwu made up a name: "My name is Yamamoto."

Nishimura pushed the cart hard and said, "Captain Yamamoto, you are going to deliver shells to the artillery unit. With these shells, we will definitely be able to beat the Chinese army into a pulp."

Duanwu cursed in his heart, but said perfunctorily: "Of course, with these shells, the Chinese will definitely not be our opponents."

As they talked, they quickened their pace.

Nishimura seemed to be very familiar with the terrain in this area. He took Duanwu through a shortcut and soon they were much closer to the artillery unit's camp.

"Captain Yamamoto, the artillery camp is ahead. We are almost there."

But at this point, Nishimura was a little surprised and asked, "Sir, why are you transporting the shells alone so late at night?"

Duanwu said perfunctorily: "This is an emergency order. I still need to call someone when I go back. By the way, I'm almost there, you can go back now!"

At this time, Duanwu urged the other party to leave for the sake of his own actions.

But Nishimura was a straight man, and didn't know that Duanwu wanted him to leave, so he continued, "Sir, you don't have to worry about me. I have a bad habit, and the closer it gets to the war, the more I can't sleep. Maybe if I help you with some work, I can get some sleep when I go back."

Duanwu nodded, paused and said, "Xicun, I have a craft passed down from my ancestors that can improve sleep. Would you like to try it?"

Nishimura said happily: "That's great, sir, please help me try it."

Duanwu looked around and found that this place was very secretive and there was no one around, so he slowly walked behind Xicun and said, "Don't be nervous, relax, this ancestral skill of mine will help you sleep, it will work quickly!"

As soon as Duanwu finished speaking, he exerted force with his hands like iron clamps, and broke Nishimura's neck with a click in the blink of an eye.

Nishimura didn't even have time to react. He only felt his eyes go dark and his consciousness gradually blurred. In the last moment of his life, he was still silently saying in his heart: "The commander is not lying to me. The sleep aid is really fast!"

Duanwu looked at Xicun who was lying on the ground, and quickly dragged him to the grass beside the tent and covered the body with weeds.

After doing all this, Duanwu let out a long sigh, then pulled the cart and continued walking towards the artillery unit’s camp.

After a while, Duanwu finally arrived at the gate of the artillery unit's camp.

Duanwu couldn't get around the main gate, so he could only pull the cart straight through.

The sentry at the door saw him pulling a cart and asked, "What's on the cart?"

Duanwu took out the document and said, "I am delivering ammunition to the artillery under the order of General Maruyama. This is only the first batch, and there will be more people coming later."

As he said that, Duanwu handed over the document signed by Maruyama himself!