Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Duanwu was preparing to infiltrate the Japanese armory to investigate thoroughly. But unexpectedly, at that moment, a Japanese soldier, whistling and loosening his belt, rushed towards Duanwu's direction.

Duanwu smiled slightly: "Isn't this just like someone bringing me a pillow when I was about to go to sleep?"

He slipped into the shadows and waited until the Japanese soldier finished relieving himself and was shaking. Then, he suddenly appeared behind the soldier, his right hand forming a knife-like motion, and with a sharp whistling sound, he slashed fiercely at the back of the Japanese soldier's neck.

The Japanese soldier didn't even utter a sound before his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

Duanwu reacted quickly, catching the Japanese soldier and gently laying him down on the ground to avoid making too much noise.

He quickly squatted down and ripped off the Japanese soldier's clothes in a few swift movements.

The clothes had a pungent, sweaty smell. Duanwu wrinkled her nose, but didn't care and quickly changed into them.

After straightening his clothes, he put on the Japanese soldier's hat, pulled the brim down, and covered most of his face.

Duanwu peeked out from behind the ammunition box, and after confirming that no one was around, he swaggered into the depths of the Japanese armory.

Along the way, they encountered several patrolling Japanese soldiers. They only glanced at Duanwu casually, and when they saw that he was one of their own, they did not ask any further questions.

So the reconnaissance operation during the Dragon Boat Festival went very smoothly, and he even managed to enter the Japanese warehouse.

This was a very large warehouse, filled with various heavy weapons, including mortars, heavy machine guns, and boxes of grenades, but there wasn't a single box of rifle or machine gun ammunition.

He felt it must be in another warehouse.

He turned around, intending to check on the other warehouses, but just then, the door was pushed open. A Japanese officer, accompanied by two Japanese guards, appeared to be on patrol, but instead bumped into Duanwu face to face.

Duanwu was a little embarrassed, but he reacted quickly. He immediately stood at attention humbly, bowed slightly, and greeted the officer respectfully in fluent Japanese with a Tokyo accent: "Sir, it must be hard work for you to personally patrol so late!"

The Japanese officer looked Duanwu up and down, his eyes scrutinizing him, and asked, "What are you doing here so late?"

Duanwu's mind raced, but he maintained a calm and composed expression, and answered fluently, "Sir, I'm in charge of warehouse fire safety. This warehouse was forgotten to be inspected today, so I came to take a look."

The Japanese officer frowned, seemingly still doubtful of Duanwu's answer, and asked again, "Does our warehouse have such a department?"

Duanwu inwardly felt a sense of foreboding, but remained outwardly calm, replying fluently in a Tokyo accent: "Sir, this department was just established. It only consists of me and a guy named Nakamura. Currently, it's just the two of us, and we were both recently transferred here!"

"well!"

The Japanese officer suddenly realized, "I knew it! The Imperial Army soldiers in front of me look so unfamiliar."

So the Japanese officer ignored Duanwu, glanced at the warehouse, waved his hand, and turned to leave with two guards.

Duanwu breathed a sigh of relief, because if he had been exposed today, his risk of entering the armory for reconnaissance would have been in vain.

But before he could even exhale, the Japanese officer suddenly stopped and turned back, saying, "You, come with me to check out the other warehouses. If you find any problems, report to me immediately. The officers are right; the fire safety of the warehouses really needs to be addressed."

"・・・"

Duanwu was speechless, never expecting that he would be captured by the Japanese and used as free labor.

But that's perfect; patrolling with Japanese officers makes things much more convenient.

So he followed with a smile, casually responding to the Japanese officer's occasional questions. Upon arriving at another warehouse, they found it indeed filled with various ammunition boxes.

During the Dragon Boat Festival, he pretended to be conducting a thorough inspection, wandering around the warehouse and occasionally reporting to the Japanese officers on fire safety issues, etc., and demanding that these issues be rectified in three days.

As for why it's three days later, it's because the Dragon Boat Festival will launch a surprise attack on the Fuyang County arsenal within two days, and lay an ambush beforehand.

However, the Japanese officer was unaware of Duanwu's thoughts and even praised Duanwu's serious attitude.

Finally, Duanwu and the Japanese officer finished inspecting the last warehouse.

It was late at night, and the only sound was the chirping of insects.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Duanwu quickly put on a smile, bowed slightly, and said, "Sir, it's getting late. I still need to write a rectification report when I get back, so please excuse me!"

The Japanese officer didn't suspect anything and casually waved his hand, saying, "Go on, go on, don't delay the important business."

Duanwu quickly bowed again and said, "Hi! Sir, excuse me!"

After saying that, Duanwu turned and left.

At this moment, he felt a little anxious because he didn't know if the Japanese soldier he had knocked unconscious had woken up. If he woke up and found his clothes were gone, even a fool would know what had happened.

After separating from the Japanese officer, he hurriedly returned to the place where he had first knocked the Japanese soldier unconscious.

The Japanese soldier was still there, and he was sleeping soundly.

Duanwu breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly squatted down, took off the Japanese soldier's clothes from his own body, and put them back on the unconscious Japanese soldier.

Everything went smoothly. After dressing the Japanese soldier, Duanwu carefully checked him over to make sure there were no obvious flaws. He then gently patted the soldier's face and, seeing that he was still unconscious, stood up with peace of mind.

He stayed close to the wall of the armory, and after the Japanese patrols met up, he quickly climbed over the wall and got outside the armory.

At this moment, Tang Jiujiu finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Duanwu emerge from the armory. Duanwu had been inside for about two hours, and she had been worried sick about him.

Duanwu naturally knew that Tang Jiujiu and the others were anxious, so he took advantage of the gap in the Japanese patrol and quickly ran from the shadows to the hiding place of Tang Jiujiu and Li Xiaolian.

When Tang Jiujiu saw Duanwu, her eyes reddened. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and looked him up and down carefully. After confirming that he was not injured, she breathed a sigh of relief: "You've finally come out. I was so worried."

Duanwu chuckled and said, "Don't you know what kind of skills I have? What could possibly happen to me?"

After comforting Tang Jiujiu, Duanwu looked around and said, "This place is not safe to stay for long. Let's leave the city first."

"Ok!"

Tang Jiujiu nodded, then pulled Li Xiaolian along, and the three of them, taking advantage of the darkness, carefully avoided the Japanese patrols and hurried towards the city gate.

Along the way, Duanwu briefly recounted the findings he had gathered at the armory to Tang Jiujiu and Li Xiaolian.

Both were astonished. He had so easily infiltrated the heavily guarded Japanese armory and even patrolled it alongside the Japanese soldiers—it was utterly unbelievable! (End of Chapter)