Courtyard House: I only wiped out 30,000 Japanese pirates

The group quickly cleaned up the battlefield and moved all the Japanese weapons and ammunition into the steel mill.

One Type 99 rifle, eleven hand grenades, and several bullets.

These things were spread out on the cement floor of the factory, making it look like a small armory.

He Dajun wiped the Type 96 rifle clean and checked the bolt. No problem; the Japanese were always meticulous in maintaining their weapons, and this gun looked brand new.

Zheng Guodong squatted down next to him, looking at the explosive fuse on the ground: "Are you planning to blow up the factory?"

"Don't bomb it for now." He Dajun didn't even look up. "Leave it for when the Japanese come."

Zheng Guodong was stunned for a moment, then said, "Why not blow it up now?" He Dajun's choice was really unexpected.

Because they were actually planning to sabotage the steel rolling mill.

However, without finding explosives, even the most skilled cook cannot make a meal without ingredients.

So he said, "My previous mission was to blow up this factory so the Japanese wouldn't use it to manufacture guns and cannons. We don't want it to become their arsenal, like it did in the north."

He Dajun thought to himself, "We've already stopped two groups of people who wanted to bomb the factory today. One group was sent by Lou Bancheng, and the other by the big party. This steel rolling mill has such a troubled history."

He had no choice but to explain, "Comrade Zheng, I think we shouldn't blow up the entire steel mill. We should only blow up part of it and let the Japanese come and repair it. Once they've repaired it and made their weapons, we can blow it up again. That way, we can kill more people at once and also detonate their weapons."

Zheng Guodong was stunned again. He Dajun's idea was good, but it was too difficult to implement. It was too unrealistic and wishful thinking.

Old Zhao immediately realized that what He Dajun said was different from what they had said before, and quickly said to Zheng Guodong, "Comrade Zheng, don't believe this He Dajun. He didn't say that before."

Zheng Guodong was stunned. The other two immediately pointed their guns at He Dajun.

Then, he asked Old Zhao to continue speaking. After Old Zhao finished speaking, Zheng Dajun asked He Dajun why there were two different versions of the story and what they meant.

He Dajun smiled wryly and said that he was worried that there might be traitors among those people, so he said that on purpose.

Zheng Guodong was stunned, but in the end he chose to believe He Dajun, mainly because He Dajun had killed a lot of Japanese soldiers.

This is something I saw with my own eyes.

Furthermore, Zheng Guodong had his own ideas and planned to strengthen his covert surveillance of He Dajun. However, he was still somewhat worried when he thought about the man's superhuman strength. If this man was a traitor, it would be troublesome.

Next, it's time to rest and recharge.

He Dajun recovered much faster than the average person after taking the Life Elixir.

Forty minutes later, He Dajun sensed that a large number of people were approaching again, and immediately woke up Zheng Guodong and the others.

Everyone tensed up, after all, the number of Japanese soldiers coming this time would definitely be greater, and they would likely bring more weapons.

Everyone started discussing tactics and what the best course of action would be, but they found that none of them seemed to work.

Then I can only do my utmost and die trying, but I decided that as soon as enough Japanese soldiers get in, I would detonate the explosives.

At this moment, He Dajun made a suggestion, saying, "Everyone, I think the Japanese won't use heavy weapons, and they won't dare to launch a full-scale attack."

Zheng Guodong looked at him: "Why?"

He Dajun explained, "The Japanese wanted the steel rolling mill intact; they didn't dare to blow it up themselves."

Zheng Guodong thought about it and agreed, finding it made a lot of sense.

Bai Ling glanced at He Dajun, said nothing, but her expression changed.

He Dajun's words didn't sound like something a worker would say. Moreover, this man is so strong in combat; he's a good candidate for underground work, especially if he can pass the loyalty test.

She's taken a liking to He Dajun.

"So they can only launch an infantry raid," He Dajun continued. "When the infantry comes in, we counterattack first. When there are more of them, we use explosives to blow up a large area."

Zheng Guodong agreed wholeheartedly and said with a smile, "Then let's lure the Japanese in."

"Let me detonate it," He Dajun stood up. "You guys lie in ambush inside the factory. Pull the fuse to the back and wait for my signal. When I say 'detonate,' pull it."

Are you alone?

"I can handle this by myself." He Dajun picked up the Type 96 rifle, checked the magazine, and said, "You all find cover. Protect yourselves."

Zheng Guodong looked at He Dajun for a long time before finally nodding. Old Zhao, Sun Erzhu, and Li Tiedan began to prepare to hide. When Bai Ling stood up, He Dajun called out to her.

"Comrade Bai Ling, you'll stay by my side from now on."

Bai Ling glanced at him, then asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why?"

He Dajun immediately said, "I need your help to observe the enemy situation. I can't see all four directions by myself, and if I die, you need to notify the others immediately."

Actually, this was to protect Bai Ling, but of course, it couldn't be said.

Bai Ling didn't speak. She looked down to check the magazine of the pistol, pulled the slide, and confirmed that a bullet was chambered.

"it is good."

Bai Ling was happy to see this happen. She wasn't just helping He Dajun observe the enemy situation; she was also keeping an eye on him, ready to fire immediately if anything seemed amiss.

The two left quickly.

He Dajun walked ahead, and after taking only a few steps, gunshots suddenly rang out.

Gunshots came from behind.

He Dajun suddenly lunged forward, his shoulder slammed into the concrete ground, he rolled on the spot, and landed behind a steel rolling mill.

He turned around and saw Old Zhao holding a rifle, shooting at Zheng Guodong.

Zheng Guodong was shot in the chest and fell backward. His eyes were still open, his face full of disbelief.

He never imagined that Old Zhao, who had just accused He Dajun of being a traitor, would shoot him.

"Old Zhao!" an underground party member shouted, raising his rifle and preparing to fight back.

But Old Zhao had already fired a second shot.

The bullet struck the underground party member named Liu Wenshan between the eyebrows, and blood spurted out.

When Liu Wenshan fell, his finger was still on the trigger. The bullet hit the concrete ground, and sparks hit Old Zhao's foot.

He Dajun picked up the crooked handle as quickly as possible.

Old Zhao saw He Dajun's gun pointed directly at him. He wanted to say something, and he also prepared to fire.

He Dajun pulled the trigger.

Da da da!

A whole magazine of bullets hit Old Zhao in the chest.

Old Zhao fell backward onto the ground. Blood gushed out quickly, staining the cement floor red.

[Killed one Japanese special agent, gaining 2000 points for defeating the enemy and breaking through their defenses.]

He Dajun was stunned for a moment.

The system doesn't lie; Old Zhao is actually a Japanese spy, not a traitor, but a secret agent.

He didn't have time to think about when Old Zhao was turned or how long he had been infiltrating.

Outside, the Japanese soldiers' footsteps suddenly quickened. They had heard the gunfire inside the factory and were now rushing towards the factory gate.

He Dajun picked up the crooked-handled rifle and pointed the muzzle at Sun Erzhu and Li Tiedan.

He pulled the trigger.

Sun Erzhu fell down.

Li Tiedan fell down.

He Dajun didn't know if they were traitors.

The situation was urgent, and he didn't have time to confirm.

He dared not gamble, for if he lost, he would die.

The factory suddenly fell silent, and the lights shone on the four corpses on the ground.

Zheng Guodong lay on the ground, blood still flowing.

Old Zhao lay on his back with a strange expression on his face.

At the same time, Ma Ping held a gun, pointing it at He Dajun.

Bai Ling stood two meters behind He Dajun, her pistol pointed at the back of He Dajun's head.

Both of them were trembling; it was a sign of intense anger and suspicion.

However, they did not fire immediately.

"Put the gun down!" Ma Ping's voice was forced out of his throat, sounding very angry.

He Dajun naturally wouldn't put it down, but instead, holding the machine gun, he explained, "Old Zhao is a traitor."

He didn't say that Old Zhao was a Japanese spy, which is inexplicable.

"How can you be sure?" Bai Ling's gun barrel didn't move, her eyes were bright in the light, and she didn't even dare to shed tears.

He Dajun couldn't explain. He couldn't say what the system had said, so after a two-second silence, he said, "Because he killed Comrade Zheng."

Bai Ling fell silent.

She didn't know whether to believe it or not. But the truth was, Zheng Guodong was dead, Liu Wenshan was dead, and it was Old Zhao who fired the shots.

There were originally nine people in the factory, but now only she, Ma Ping, Wang Erbin, and He Dajun remain.

At that moment, the Japanese soldiers heard gunfire coming from inside the steel mill and immediately launched a rapid assault.

Of course, this speed is relative. It's only a little past four o'clock now, and it's still quite dark. It's impossible to run at full speed in the dark.

Upon hearing the Japanese footsteps, He Dajun stopped talking and quickly headed towards the entrance of the steel mill. He hid about 70 or 80 meters away from the entrance and then threw three grenades at it.