"Because of your soul problems, once you stay too long and your soul begins to adapt to this body, then when you return, you will have a repulsive effect with your body, and you will feel unfamiliar with your body, including the mastery of physical qualities such as strength. Shumo's explanation made Ying Feng nod, there is indeed such a trouble.

"Okay, just thirty days, it's been two days now, and we'll start working tomorrow. "Ying Feng slept in clothes at night.

The next day, as soon as the morning dawned, he got up and began to practice martial arts outside the cave, the body was not him, and the practice was useless, but it was convenient for him to grasp the condition of the body, and then he washed it next to the nearby mountain spring, changed another set of clothes, and then went down the mountain.

He wanted to see if there were any devil strongholds around, because it was only the end of March 1938, and the Eighth Route Army had not yet been fully launched, and now it was only infiltrating into the plains, and the Japanese army naturally did not begin to encircle the iron wall.

The situation of bunkers everywhere did not appear, so it was not easy for Ying Feng to find the Japanese army, and after he went down the mountain, he walked along the main road in the opposite direction of Taiyuan City, after all, it is estimated that the murderer is still being searched for there.

Walking out of dozens of miles in a morning, there are really few pedestrians on the road, and some caravans pass sporadically, so it is difficult for Ying Feng to inquire about the news. Although he can change his accent, but when he opens his mouth to ask where the Japanese army is stationed, the other party must be afraid, and he goes on the road alone, everyone avoids him a little, and Ying Feng is also unclear about this.

But fortunately, at noon, he found a bunker, this is a three-way intersection, the bunker guards here, it can be regarded as a traffic artery, right? Ying Feng thought so, but he didn't have the idea of going over, because this place was also checking pedestrians.

A caravan was inspected for a long time, very carefully, and at the same time, the caravan people also brought up some paper and other things, Ying Feng casually took out the storage space, M416 accessories, a quadruple optical sight and looked over.

"It should be a certificate or something, but is there a certificate of good citizenship now?" Ying Feng muttered to himself.

Shumo said at this time: "Whether you have it or not, you don't know anything about your surroundings at all, and if the puppet army interrogates you simply, you can't answer at all." ”

"That's right, it seems that it will naturally attack at night, so go around first and find a good way out. Thinking of this, Ying Feng turned around and left directly, and began to reconnoiter the surrounding situation.

This is a plain, there are high mountains far away, and here is a three-way intersection, and the three roads are all big roads, and the surroundings are very empty. It can be said that Ying Feng must kill everyone when he enters, otherwise it will be very dangerous for him to retreat halfway.

And now he didn't know how the other party would defend at night, and there was no way to scout, so he turned around and went into the surrounding woods to find a continuation of dinner.

Zhang Erzhu is not useless, at least he is a hunter, Ying Feng does not need his consent to read his memory, Shumo's mastery of the soul is simply terrifying, this is done by science, and Ying Feng always thinks that this is very metaphysical.

caught a pheasant, Ying Feng also woke up according to Zhang Erzhu's memory, carefully concocted, sprinkled some salt with him, ate a full meal, and then took out the guns captured yesterday to study.

This is a Mauser military pistol, but it is all Shansai goods, and Yan Xishan's military factory is an imitation, not an original product. It's normal to think about it, this is Shanxi, Yan Xishan's governance is quite good, but now it's all given to the little devils, these people are really losers.

Imitation is imitation, the gun box cannot be used as a butt for combination, and the magazine is ten rounds, but fortunately it is a magazine again, not the kind of top-mounted bridge. There are five in total, and yesterday there were exactly one for each of the five spies, and such a weapon was not looked down upon by the Japanese army, and it was just used to arm the traitor troops.

Ying Feng changed the pistols and disassembled them, then checked the parts, and finally selected the two best ones to keep, then left all the magazines, and put the remaining three empty guns into the storage space, and then leaned against a big tree to start resting.

He didn't sleep, there are still a lot of wild animals in the wild, and it is very dangerous to sleep here, but you can close your eyes and recuperate. And the time to act does not have to wait until midnight, you can act after dark, after all, in this era, sleep is very early.

When night fell, it was dark at six o'clock in late spring, Ying Feng got up directly, put his two guns behind him, and then followed the moonlight all the way to the stronghold. There is a pillbox here, which can also be called a turret, cylindrical.

At a height of about ten meters, there should be four floors inside, three of which are inside, while the top layer is open-air, surrounded by battlements that can be used as cover. It is possible to deploy at least one artillery gun, or grenadiers, which can increase the distance of the shot, as well as machine guns.

Ying Feng watched from a distance, there was another searchlight on the top of the turret, where did Ying Feng get the electricity from the strange side? Along the way, he did see a telephone pole, but there were only telephone lines on it, "Could it be a generator?" The distance was too far to hear the movement, and he began to trot towards the bunker closer.

All the way to the perimeter of the searchlight observation, and then waited for the searchlight to sweep in front of him for the first time. In fact, this kind of searchlight is very easy to dodge, as long as it is not directly on your body, then it is difficult to detect it when it sweeps around, and Yingfeng is ready to sprint over.

He was not afraid of the footsteps being discovered, because now he had faintly heard the sound of electrons, which was not small, and he understood the origin of the power source of the searchlight. In the other floors, there is no light source shining through the shooting hole, which means that there are no lights or candles, and I slept really early!

The Japanese army has not been harassed by the Eighth Route Army on a large scale, and the current defense can be said to be very lax, with only one Japanese soldier controlling the searchlight on the top floor, and two puppet soldiers standing guard at the turret door, which looks good.

That is, it just looks, Ying Feng smiled slightly, and after the light was far away from him, he got up and ran directly, striding all the way to the turret. The closer the distance, the louder the generator became, and the defenders here must have gotten used to it, right? Otherwise, they wouldn't have slept at this time.

The noise drowned out Luo Yi's footsteps, and he came directly to the wall of the turret, and then followed the wall directly to the door. The two puppet soldiers have no desire to talk, and their lack of energy is understandable, after all, it's okay to fall asleep with such a noise, but it's a kind of torture to be awake.

The Japanese army is now in a tense war, and there is no iron wall to enclose it, so the stronghold here will not bother to pull the cable over, and it would be good to give a generator. Ying Feng stepped forward directly, and knocked the puppet army close to him unconscious with a hand knife, and didn't care about him, letting him fall directly. He stepped forward again, slamming his fist into the temple of the other man.