Anti-Japanese War: The whole world is a base vehicle
Chapter 223 Intelligence contest!
At this moment, Terauchi Juichi was staring at the battle map with a frown on his face, full of confusion.
The Free Army's offensive momentum, which had been like a surging wave, suddenly came to a halt without any warning, which made him feel very strange.
"What on earth is this Freedom Army doing?" Terauchi Hisaichi whispered to himself, his voice full of anxiety and confusion.
In his view, the direction of the war was changing rapidly, and any abnormality could be the beginning of a huge conspiracy.
The Free Army has always been known for its bravery and decisive attack. This sudden pause is by no means accidental.
In order to uncover the truth behind this, Terauchi Hisaichi made a decision without hesitation - to send intelligence personnel deep into the territory of the Freedom Army.
He knew very well that if he wanted to control the situation, he must first understand his opponent's intentions.
After careful selection, he gave this difficult task to Ichiro Yamamoto.
Ichiro Yamamoto, an experienced and meticulous intelligence expert, has performed his tasks excellently in many previous operations and has won the trust of Hisaichi Terauchi.
"Yamamoto, this mission is of vital importance and concerns our entire strategic layout. You must try your best to find out the real reason why the Freedom Army stopped the attack." Terauchi Hisaichi looked at Yamamoto Ichiro with sharp eyes, his tone revealing unquestionable firmness.
Yamamoto Ichiro straightened his back, saluted solemnly, and said, "Hayi, please rest assured, Commander, I will definitely fulfill my mission!"
After accepting the difficult task assigned by Terauchi Hisaichi, Yamamoto Ichiro devoted himself to the preparations for infiltrating the Freedom Army's territory.
He knew very well that any mistake in this operation would endanger his life, and he would not be able to complete the mission of obtaining key intelligence.
In order to successfully infiltrate the Free Army territory, Ichiro Yamamoto first carefully disguised his clothes and appearance.
He found a set of tattered, patched civilian clothes. The clothes were gray in color and rough in texture, and it was obvious that they were worn by people who had been displaced by war for a long time.
He also deliberately put some dust and stains on the clothes to make them look more worn and realistic.
Then he looked in the mirror and used special makeup tools to change his facial contours.
He made his cheeks slightly sunken to create the effect of being thin due to long-term hunger, and added a few fine lines around his eyes and forehead to make himself look weathered.
To make his disguise more perfect, he also wore a shabby felt hat with the brim pulled down low, almost covering half of his face.
After preparing his equipment, Ichiro Yamamoto began to plan the infiltration route.
He carefully studied the terrain and defense layout around the Free Army territory and found that the Free Army had set up strict checkpoints on the main passes, but the defenses were relatively weak in some remote mountain trails.
After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to sneak in through a mountain path that few people traveled.
On the day of the operation, Ichiro Yamamoto was carrying a simple bag filled with some worn-out daily necessities and a small amount of dry food, and looked like a civilian fleeing.
He walked carefully along the selected mountain path. Along the way, he remained vigilant at all times, keeping his ears alert to the movements around him and his eyes alert for any suspicious signs.
As he approached the border of the Free Army territory, he saw soldiers standing guard at the checkpoint from afar.
In order to pass the level smoothly, Ichiro Yamamoto thought of a countermeasure in advance.
He deliberately slowed down his pace, making his steps look tired and heavy.
When he walked to the checkpoint, the soldier on guard immediately stopped him and shouted: "Stop! What are you doing?"
Yamamoto Ichiro pretended to be terrified, his body trembling slightly, and he stammered, "Brother, I am a refugee. My home was destroyed by the war, and I really have nowhere to go. I heard that I can survive here, so I thought I would try my luck here."
As he spoke, he took out some worn-out clothes and dry food from his bag and showed them to the soldiers, "Look, this is all I have. I really have nowhere else to go."
The soldier looked him up and down, his eyes full of suspicion.
He walked around Ichiro Yamamoto, carefully checked his luggage, and asked some details about his hometown and his escape.
Ichiro Yamamoto was well prepared and answered questions fluently, and every answer seemed authentic and believable.
After a round of interrogation, the soldier finally relaxed his guard and waved his hand, indicating that he could pass.
In this way, Ichiro Yamamoto disguised himself and sneaked into the territory of the Freedom Army.
He was dressed in tattered civilian clothes, carrying a simple bag, with fatigue and fear on his face. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary citizen fleeing from the war.
Along the way, he carefully observed everything around him, not missing any details.
After entering the Free Army territory, Ichiro Yamamoto found that the atmosphere here was completely different from what he had imagined.
I had thought the scene would be one of tight security and tension, but in reality, although the people on the streets still looked tired from the war, they were in good order and there was no sense of tension as if a major war was about to break out.
He wondered in his heart, what on earth was this Freedom Army planning?
In order to get more information, Ichiro Yamamoto came to a tavern.
The pub was noisy with people talking in low voices or drinking to drown their sorrows.
He found an inconspicuous corner to sit down, ordered a glass of wine, and pretended to be calm and listened to the conversations of the people around him.
"Have you heard? The Freedom Army has stopped attacking recently." A voice whispered.
"Yeah, I don't know why. But it's good this way, it allows us to take a break." Another person responded.
"Could it be that they have some new plans?" someone else speculated.
Ichiro Yamamoto pricked up his ears and listened carefully to these words, but did not get any substantial clues.
He was a little anxious in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface.
At this moment, he noticed a stern-looking man sitting in the corner of the tavern, drinking alone, with a unique alertness in his eyes.
Ichiro Yamamoto's intuition told him that this person might know something.
He picked up the wine glass, slowly walked to the man, and said, "Brother, drinking alone is boring, why don't you chat together?"
The man raised his head and glanced at him. A hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and said calmly, "There's nothing to talk about."
Yamamoto Ichiro was not discouraged. He smiled and said, "I am also a miserable person. I have been running around in this war and finally escaped here. I heard that the Freedom Army stopped the attack, so I want to ask, what is going on?"
Perhaps Yamamoto Ichiro's words touched a nerve in the man. He was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "The Freedom Army stopped the attack because they were waiting for an opportunity."
"What time?" Ichiro Yamamoto asked anxiously.
The man looked at him and did not answer immediately. Instead, he took another sip of wine and said, "I'm not sure about the exact timing. However, I heard that they are preparing for some important things. Once everything is ready, the war may break out again." Ichiro Yamamoto was shocked. He realized that he seemed to have touched upon a key piece of information.
But what this man knows is limited. If he wants to get more information, he has to find another way.
After leaving the pub, Ichiro Yamamoto began to ask around about the movements of the Freedom Army.
He mingled among the crowd, pretending to talk casually with soldiers and civilians, and pieced together useful information from their fragmentary words.
After several days of hard work, he finally learned that the Free Army was secretly gathering troops and preparing a batch of important supplies. But he still couldn't find out what these supplies were and where they were going.
Just when Ichiro Yamamoto felt at a loss, he met a young man named A Qiang by chance.
Aqiang is an ordinary soldier of the Free Army. He has a generous personality and is not on guard against others.
Ichiro Yamamoto deliberately approached him, and the two quickly became familiar with each other.
One day, Yamamoto Ichiro was drinking with Aqiang. When he was in high spirits, he pretended to ask casually, "Aqiang, I heard that the Freedom Army is preparing supplies. What's going on?"
A Qiang didn't think much about it. He smiled and said, "Yes, we are preparing a batch of weapons, ammunition and medicines. These things are necessary for fighting. Once they are prepared, we will have a greater chance of defeating the enemy!"
Yamamoto Ichiro was delighted. He finally got an important clue. He continued to ask, "Where are these supplies stored?"
Ah Qiang hesitated for a moment, and seemed to realize that he had said too much. But seeing Yamamoto Ichiro's sincere look, he still said, "I don't know the exact location, I just know it's in a secret base. But don't tell anyone else, it's a military secret."
Ichiro Yamamoto nodded quickly, but was secretly thinking about how to find this secret base.
In the next few days, he continued to keep in touch with Aqiang while quietly looking for clues.
Finally, through some clues, he found the approximate location of the secret base.
However, it is not easy to enter the stronghold and obtain more detailed intelligence.
The stronghold was heavily guarded, with patrolling soldiers everywhere. Yamamoto Ichiro tried several times but failed to find an opportunity. But he did not give up, because he knew that he was getting closer and closer to the truth.
After careful consideration, Yamamoto Ichiro decided to take a risk. He took advantage of the night and quietly sneaked into a forest near the base. He lurked in the dark and carefully observed the situation inside the base.
Suddenly, he saw a truck full of supplies slowly driving out of the base.
He had an idea and decided to follow the truck to see where it would go.
Ichiro Yamamoto followed the truck carefully, trying his best to avoid the enemy's eyes and ears along the way.
Finally, the truck stopped in a remote valley. Yamamoto Ichiro looked from afar and saw a large number of Free Army soldiers gathered in the valley, busy carrying supplies.
At this moment, a man who looked like an officer came out and said loudly: "Comrades, our preparations are almost complete. This time, we must give the enemy a heavy blow!"
The soldiers cheered and their morale was high. Yamamoto Ichiro hid aside, secretly surprised.
He realized that the Free Army was about to launch a large-scale offensive, and their previous suspension of the offensive was just to accumulate strength and wait for the best opportunity.
Lu Yuhua stood in front of the window, looking at the street outside that was swallowed by darkness, his brows slightly furrowed. "Is the spy gone?"
He looked at the officer in charge of intelligence in front of him and asked expressionlessly.
The voice was low and calm, like a bottomless lake, making it impossible to peek into the emotions contained within.
He had received the news ever since the Japanese spies entered his territory.
His intelligence network is like an invisible net, covering every corner of the city, and no movement can escape his eyes.
When he first heard the news, a sense of vigilance arose in his heart.
The arrival of Japanese spies is definitely not without purpose, they must have ulterior motives.
However, Lu Yuhua did not take immediate action to deal with the spy.
He sat quietly in his study, tapping his fingers on the table, thinking constantly in his mind.
He was wondering whether this spy was here to gather intelligence or had some other more dangerous mission?
Is it directed at him personally, or the entire anti-Japanese organization?
He knew very well that rash action might alert the enemy and make the situation more complicated.
So, he decided to wait and see what the other party was trying to do.
In the following days, Lu Yuhua sent people to secretly observe the spy's every move.
He discovered that this spy always pretended to be an ordinary citizen and appeared in various shops and places in the city.
He seemed to be chatting with people casually, but in fact he was collecting all kinds of information inadvertently. He met with some suspicious people, and each meeting was very short, as if he was afraid of being discovered.
Lu Yuhua's men tried to capture the spy several times, but were stopped by him.
He told his men to play the long game and not just focus on the spy in front of them, as there might be a bigger conspiracy behind it.
As time went by, Lu Yuhua gradually got some clues about the spies' actions.
He discovered that the spy seemed particularly interested in the Free Army's logistics warehouse.
Those warehouses appear to store some ordinary supplies, but in fact they contain many important weapons and ammunition.
Lu Yuhua realized that the Japanese spies might have discovered the secret of this warehouse and their target was here.
Lu Yuhua began to think about his next plan.
He couldn't let the Japanese army's conspiracy succeed, but he also couldn't easily reveal that he knew the Japanese army had sent spies.
He decided to take advantage of the situation and use this spy to pass some false information to the Japanese army to make them lose their composure.
"Commander, why don't you arrest him?" asked the officer in charge of intelligence puzzledly.
As long as we catch him, we will be able to torture him to find out his true purpose.
"What will happen after we catch them? Will the Japanese army give up trying to test us?" Lu Yuhua shook his head.
"It would be better to let him go and let him report everything he saw to the Japanese army so that we can catch him in the trap." (End of this chapter)
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