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Chapter 673 East Coast
The moon is bright in the sky, shining silvery light.

With Wang Zhong's current eyesight, even though there was only a dim moon, it was enough for him to see the entire Nantianmen.

As soon as he approached the Nantianmen, Wang Zhong discovered a group of Japanese sentries, alternating between light and dark. Moreover, just a few dozen meters away from this group of Japanese sentries, there was another group. The staggered and intertwined sentries were arranged at a very high level. As long as one group of sentries spread out to Tokyo, the neighboring groups would immediately detect it.

There are also light and heavy machine guns, both bright and dark, on high ground, and simple bunkers made of rammed earth and rocks, with only the muzzles of the guns exposed in the shooting holes.

Takeuchi Lianshan's caution was beyond Wang Zhong's imagination.

"It seems that the incident at the airport scared that old guy Takeuchi."

"You really put on a turtle shell for yourself."

"It's really extremely cautious."

"The defense here is so tight, let alone Linjiang."

"It seems that Nantianmen is really a tough nut to crack."

“It’s not easy to chew!”

Although he thought so in his mind, Wang Zhong had no intention of leaving. Instead, he took advantage of the cover of the woods and darkness and quietly moved towards the group of Japanese sentries closest to him.

Now that Milong and the others were no longer a burden, and with the cover of night, Wang Zhong could finally stop worrying. He held his breath and raised his inhale, allowing the Qi in his body to circulate around his body and fall between his legs. He no longer held back and used the light body lifting method at full power.

Wang Zhong was like a black ghost. Under the cover of darkness, he quietly moved within ten meters of the Japanese scouts.

With a cluster of bushes hiding his body, Wang Zhong almost lay prone on the ground. His toes touching the ground silently sank several inches into the ground. His hands formed into claws, and his five fingers also sank into the ground. His knees slowly bent, and his true energy was poured into his hands and feet.

A dark cloud passed by, eroding the moonlight bit by bit.

At the last moment when the dark clouds swallowed up all the moonlight, Wang Zhong moved.

With a dull thud, the toes and five fingers that were stuck in the middle exerted force at the same time, just like the Fire Cloud Evil God who used the Toad Skill in Kung Fu.

At a distance of ten meters, in less than half a second, Wang Zhong, flying like a cannonball, arrived beside a Japanese sentry.

As he waved his hands, two blade lights appeared from his palms as if out of thin air.

With two slashes of his sword, he beheaded the two Japanese sentries on the ground one after another, and then he kicked the third sentry in the chest. With the tremendous force, he instantly trampled the Japanese sentry's chest. Taking advantage of the situation, Wang Zhong turned his body, and two flying knives shot out as he turned around, like bullets from a gun. Before the Japanese secret sentries on the two trees on the left and right could react, the flying knives had already accurately pierced their necks.

In less than a second, five Japanese sentries died at Wang Zhong's hands.

The next moment, Wang Zhong transformed into a ghost again and rushed towards the nearest Japanese sentry post.

Since Takeuchi Renzan had built the Nantianmen into an iron barrel and no one knew where he had hidden, Wang Zhong was not in a hurry to look for him. Instead, he cleared out the Japanese sentries and scouts stationed around the Nantianmen.

Unfortunately, just as Wang Zhong had finished clearing the second team of sentries and was about to clear the third team, he was discovered by the Japanese army.

It’s not that Wang Zhong revealed his whereabouts, but the Japanese sentries had regular communication codes between each other, and the two sentries did not respond immediately after receiving the codes.

The surrounding Japanese sentries and scouts were on alert, and the light and heavy machine gunners on the mountain immediately took their positions, ready to provide reinforcements at any time.

Light and heavy machine guns fired at the forest, regardless of whether Wang Zhong was spotted or not. They fired first, which could both alert friendly forces and scare off enemies in the dark.

The sudden sound of machine gun fire from the Nantianmen instantly alarmed the defenders on the east bank.

Yu Xiaoqing, who had just fallen asleep, immediately opened his eyes when he heard the gunshots, got out of bed, grabbed his clothes and carried his gun, and ran out of the house!

"what happened?"

Yu Xiaoqing frowned and glared, and asked in a stern voice.

"Commander, there are gunshots coming from the other side!"

"It's on the other side of the mountain. We can't see it from here."

Zhang Lixian was the first to arrive, and he was in charge of keeping watch tonight.

"I know it's on the other side!" Yu Xiaoqing said in a deep voice, "Send orders to all places to be on high alert and prevent the Japanese army from crossing the river overnight."

The gunshots came from the other side of the river, and they naturally didn't know the reason, but to be on the safe side, tonight was destined to be another sleepless night.

"Yes!" Zhang Lixian saluted and accepted the order immediately. Not daring to delay for a moment, he went down in person to convey Yu Xiaoqing's order.

All the river defense soldiers on the entire east coast were alarmed. They shone searchlights onto the river and the mudflats, searching for any possible traces of Japanese troops.

The entire East Coast immediately entered a state of high alert.

At the same time, the defeated soldiers near Yanwang Ferry downstream on the east bank were also worried.

Nantianmen on the west bank.

Looking at the heavy machine gun that was constantly emitting flames and the Japanese troops that were constantly gathering around them, Wang Zhong sighed, did not insist any longer, and quietly disappeared into the mountains and forests. After a few takeoffs and landings, he disappeared.

Just as Li Bai said in his poem: Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles.

If he missed the target, he would flee thousands of miles away. Wang Zhong felt that his assassination skills were becoming more and more perfect.

While the Japanese army was still searching for Wang Zhong on the Nantianmen, Wang Zhong had already arrived at the riverside. Turning his head to look in the direction of the Nantianmen, Wang Zhong grinned and said, "You guys still want to find me, grandpa? Eat my farts in the woods!"

After checking and making sure that Milong and the others had taken the rope away, Wang Zhong cleaned up the traces they left behind and stepped into the river without looking back.

After the defeated soldiers arrived at the east bank, they did not leave immediately, but rested by the river under the organization of Long Wenjian.

It was late at night, and even if they returned to Zenda, they might not be able to find a place to stay. They might have to be taken into custody by Yu Xiaoqing's men and carefully interrogated to prevent any Japanese spies from sneaking in among them.

After going through this set of procedures, they won't be able to sleep tonight.

Long Wenjian simply led the defeated soldiers to set up camp in the woods by the river.

Fires that had not been seen for more than half a month were burning in piles in the woods. The defeated soldiers crowded around the campfires, looking at the golden flames, feeling the heat from the flames, and watching the cans placed by the fire, which were gradually steaming from the heat. The defeated soldiers kept swallowing their saliva.

For more than half a month, they could not and dared not make a fire for fear of attracting the Japanese army to their side. For more than half a month, the defeated soldiers had not eaten cooked food.

At first, it was canned food, biscuits and dry food provided by the British army, and later it was wild fruits, grass roots, leaves and all the edible things in the forest.

Later, it was canned food seized from the Japanese army.

"It's Captain Wang!" Just as the defeated soldiers were waiting for the beef and soup in the cans to heat up, Bula and others who had been staying by the river also saw the familiar figure walking step by step from the river to the shore.

"I told you! Boss Wang is a man of great fortune and ability, nothing will happen to him for sure, you are just worrying about nothing." Yao Ma said with a smile to Bula who was narrating.

"You're awesome, okay?" Bu La was too lazy to argue with Yao Ma.

Before crossing the river, Milong, who had been shouting that he would go to Zenda to find his wife and children as soon as he returned, now also lay on the river bank with everyone, watching the movements on the river in the moonlight.

At the beginning, no one spoke, just stared at the river without blinking.

It was not until they saw Wang Zhong appear that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that without realizing it, Wang Zhong had already become the backbone of this group of defeated soldiers who had eaten cabbage, pork and vermicelli stewed in the same pot!

Before Wang Zhong reached the shore, everyone stood up and ran to the river at the same time.

Bu La and Yao Ma, the two who followed Wang Zhong at the beginning, also rushed to the front.

“Why are you all here?” Wang Zhong looked at the people who came over, feeling the concern in their eyes, and asked with some surprise.

"Waiting for you!" Bu La spoke first.

Yao Ma also smiled and took over the conversation: "Just come back safely!"

"How can you be so brave, kid? There are so many Japanese soldiers on the Nantianmen, and you dare to go there alone!" Veterinary Surgeon Hao looked Wang Zhong up and down, left and right, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that there was not a single bullet hole on Wang Zhong's body.

"We were all scared to death when we heard the gunshots just now."

"With the Japs' poor shooting skills, there's no way they could possibly hit me."

"Their bullets are not as fast as my running speed!" Wang Zhong boasted with a smile in front of the fleeing soldiers.

"That's right! If Boss Wang runs, not to mention the Japanese bullets, even the artillery shells may not be able to catch up with him."

"Alright, alright!"

"Stop standing here and go into the woods." Long Wenjian hurriedly called out to everyone who were singing the same tune and asked them to go into the woods.

The news of Wang Zhong's return spread to all the defeated soldiers in an instant.

The defeated soldiers who had been gathered around the campfire all stood up spontaneously and looked towards the river.

"What's going on at the Nantianmen?" Long Wenjian and Wang Zhong walked in front, while Bula Yaoma and others followed behind, listening to their conversation.

"Just as we thought, Takeuchi Lianshan built the entire Nantianmen like an iron barrel, waiting for us to come and find him."

"Fortunately!" Long Wenjian breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately we were not greedy and did not go to Nantianmen."

If they really went to Nantianmen with the intention of killing Takeuchi Lianshan, they would definitely fall into Takeuchi Lianshan's trap.

Although there were not many people left on the mountain by Takeuchi Lianshan, almost all of the heavy weapons of the Takeuchi company were left on Nantianmen, including light and heavy machine guns, mortars, anti-tank guns, and even anti-aircraft guns.

Not to mention their several hundred remaining soldiers, even when they had more than a thousand people before, they would definitely not be able to defeat Takeuchi Renzan in a head-on battle.

It would be the same even if Wang Zhong, who had cheats, joined in.

After all, Wang Zhong was only one person, and his body was made of flesh and blood, so he couldn't withstand the Japanese artillery shells.

"Now that I think about it, this guy with the face of Takeuchi must have already thought of our strategy of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west." Wang Zhong said in a deep voice.

Long Wenjian also nodded in agreement and said, "The troops he sent out to support the airport were just to confuse us. If we really went to Nantianmen, we would have fallen into his trap."

Wang Zhong said: "This old fox is almost as cunning as he is getting old!"

The two men came and sat down next to a campfire. Surrounding them were old brothers of Wang Zhong who had eaten pork, cabbage and vermicelli stew in the same pot with him.

"What do you think Yu Xiaoqing's expression would be if he saw us suddenly appear on the East Coast?" Wang Zhong suddenly thought of Yu Xiaoqing, and immediately said to Long Wenjian with a smile.

The corners of Long Wenjian's mouth slightly raised, but the smile was somewhat forced: "I think his jaw must have dropped to the ground in shock!"

Wang Zhong naturally knew what Long Wenjian was worried about. Now that they had returned to the East Coast, he was no longer the regiment commander who had commanded more than a thousand people, but a small quartermaster lieutenant. In terms of rank, he was equivalent to Meng Fanle.

"What is there to worry about? We still have a good bargaining chip in our hands!" Since Wang Zhong saw what was on Long Wenjian's mind, he naturally would not hesitate to comfort him.

“By the way, that old guy wasn’t washed away by the river, was he?” Wang Zhong couldn’t wait to change the subject and asked right after he finished speaking.

“No!” Long Wenjian shook his head and said, “He’s fine. He’s just tied up next to me. I asked Death Star to watch over him.”

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, before daybreak, Wang Zhong was awakened by his biological clock.

There was no sign of Long Wenjian nearby. After asking Fanla, I found out that this guy had gone to the riverside.

Wang Zhong came to the riverside and looked at Long Wenjian who was staring at the river in a daze. He walked up to him and said, "Did you not sleep all night last night?"

Long Wenjian didn't even turn his head, but stared at the river and the opposite bank with a look of vicissitudes and loneliness. He shook his head slightly.

"What are you looking at? So sad?"

"I'm looking at the brothers who lost their lives on the other side!"

“That’s enough!” Wang Zhong raised his hand and patted his shoulder, saying, “No need to perform the ritual. Let’s go back to Zenda and find a place for the brothers to stay!”

Having said that, he turned and went into the woods.

Long Wenjian stared at the other side of the river for a long while before he calmed himself down and became the talkative Long Tuanzu again.

When Long Wenjian returned to the woods, Ayi had already sorted out everyone.

Long Wenjian's eyes swept over the more than 500 ragged, dishevelled soldiers, and then he waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Target Zenda City, set off!"

After saying that, he turned around and was the first to set out on the road towards Zenda.

Wang Zhong was wiping the sniper rifle in his hand as he walked, and the veterinarian next to him, who was carrying a medicine box, had to help him carry several parts removed from the gun.

Now they have few American and British equipment left, and most of them have been replaced by the Japanese Type 38 rifle.

Even the heavy machine guns were replaced with the Japanese army's pheasant necks. There was nothing that could be done about it. The Maxim bullets had been used up long ago. Without bullets, the gun was just scrap metal.