Zhao Zhi guessed well, this forest is where the 225th Wing hoards ammunition, but it is heavily defended, and Zhao Zhi has to work hard if he wants to get in. Zhao Zhi, who was far away in a group of Japanese soldiers, looked at the Japanese soldiers guarding the woods, and couldn't help frowning, according to Zhao Zhi's observation, the Japanese commander who defended the woods was a capable person, not only arranged a clear post, but also a patrol team patrolling back and forth in the woods, maybe there would be countless secret posts and lurking posts, after all, the 225th Wing had already suffered an ambush, and the Japanese army was not careful.

"Baga, you dare to stop me, do you know who I am? Let me in" Just as Zhao Zhi was confused, there was a commotion from the Japanese guards at the edge of the woods. As the Japanese soldiers who watched the excitement got closer, it turned out that a menacing Japanese second lieutenant was stopped by the Japanese soldiers guarding the woods, and he was not allowed to enter, as if there was no warrant. The Japanese second lieutenant raised his hand and slapped him a few times, but the guards who had been beaten just wouldn't let him go, and when Zhao Zhi and the others leaned over to watch the excitement, the Japanese second lieutenant was stupidly preparing to turn around and leave.

Zhao Zhi's eyes rolled to his heart, how could he let go of such a good opportunity, taking advantage of the fact that the lively Japanese army was getting more and more surrounded, he secretly raised his foot in the crowd and kicked it, and a small Japanese soldier standing in the front stumbled up one by one, just knocking the Japanese second lieutenant who was about to turn around. With a scream of "Ahhh Although the Japanese lieutenant reacted quickly enough and forcibly twisted his body while rushing forward, he was still impartially pierced through the clothes on his waist by a bayonet, and although he was not seriously injured, a blood groove three fingers wide was still cut by the bayonet on his waist.

Looking at the lively Japanese army, they didn't want to be like the Chinese, they hid quickly when they saw bloodshed, and these guys who watched the excitement did not retreat but advanced, and immediately surrounded them, holding down the wound on the second lieutenant's waist with seven hands and feet, and the guy with fast legs and feet had already run to call the military doctor. "Which of you has a first-aid kit, stop the bleeding for him first, hurry up" Zhao Zhi, who looked concerned, found a chance to play, except for the second lieutenant who was stabbed, but his rank was the highest, and everyone including the guards was rummaging through the first aid kit, if this second lieutenant died here, none of the people present would be able to escape.

"Don't mess with him, put him flat, and carry him down under the tree over there first" Zhao Zhi first grabbed one of the arms of the Japanese second lieutenant, and several Japanese soldiers next to him also stretched out their hands, regardless of the guards' obstruction, and a group of people carried the wounded second lieutenant into the woods in the cordon. The military doctor was called, and after some examination, it was found that the second lieutenant had only been cut on the waist, which was not a fatal injury at all, and after paying a piece of gauze, the whole treatment process was over, but no one noticed that the second lieutenant who had just commanded everyone to carry people had long since disappeared.

Zhao Zhi, who carried people into the cordon, naturally sneaked away when there were many people, and he also took advantage of the chaos to take away the officer ID of the second lieutenant of the Japanese army, as long as he didn't open it to look at the photo, he wouldn't know that Zhao Zhi, the second lieutenant officer, was a fake. Walking out of the rut marks in the woods, Zhao Zhi found the Japanese soldiers who were setting up tents, and there were several tents that had been set up next to the tents that were being built, and a group of shirtless Japanese soldiers were carrying wooden boxes from the truck to the tents, and there was no need to guess that the Japanese soldiers were carrying the supply ammunition of the 225th Wing.

Everyone in the woods was busy, and Zhao Zhi naturally couldn't always hang around with his hands in his hands, so he simply picked up a folder from a pile of wooden boxes and pretended to count the supplies, but his feet were slowly moving towards those tents. "Senior Qingtian, you said that our mountain artillery and infantry artillery were destroyed by the China, is it necessary to move these shells from the truck? Anyway, it's not needed, it's better to put it on the truck, it can also save us some energy" Zhao Zhi was still a few meters away from those tents, and he heard a loud Japanese soldier grumbling.

Listening to the disgruntled words of the Japanese army, Zhao Zhi couldn't help but be happy, it turned out that there were also cheaters and tricks in the Japanese army. "Suwon, you big-mouthed idiot, how many times have you told you, we are baggage soldiers, just soldiers, if you don't want to be punished by the officer, shut up quickly. We were attacked before we could fight the Shina people, and the officers had nowhere to vent their anger, if you want to die, don't pull a few of us" Qingtian, who was full of beards, sharply taught the dissatisfied Suhara, this big-mouthed whining kid is not only a fellow villager, but also an alumnus of the same school, if it weren't for that, he wouldn't protect this kid.

Listening to the seriousness of what Aotian said, Mizuhara also froze for a moment, secretly looked around, and happened to meet the blaming eyes of several other people, so he lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, "Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore" Mizuhara was still secretly dissatisfied while agreeing, didn't he just say a few words casually, as for being dissatisfied with himself like this? Could it be that the ambush of the people of China was self-inflicted? That's not just the mistakes of the officers who commanded the troops, it was their fault.

Zhao Zhi looked funny, so he took a few steps with the folder in his hand, and pretended to pee to the back of the innermost tent, which was surrounded by bushes and bushes, which was very convenient for Zhao Zhi's retreat. "Do you have a paper paper? My stomach is uncomfortable" Zhao Zhi walked towards the Japanese soldier guarding behind the tent, but his eyes looked around the guard, there could not be only one guard in such a place, and the Japanese army could not be so sparse. Sure enough, while Zhao Zhi was speaking, a nest of trees on the side of the tent obviously moved, according to Zhao Zhi's experience, there must be a Japanese army lurking post in that nest of bushes.

"Poof" "poof" "poof" Zhao Zhi suddenly took out a pistol equipped with a muffler from the leather satchel on his waist, knocked down the guard and the Japanese lurking post hidden in the bushes in turn, and searched around the tent with a pistol, until no more lurking Japanese soldiers were found, Zhao Zhi dragged the corpse on the ground into the bushes. After scraping off the blood stains on the ground with a short knife, Zhao Zhi lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in, obediently, the tent was full of ammunition boxes so that Zhao Zhi couldn't see it, and the tent of nearly 20 square meters was full of neatly stacked ammunition boxes.