In a dark corner, an unkempt young man was cowering in it. A foul stench emanated from the man's body and permeated the surroundings. Some people passing by the side covered their noses from a distance and quickly left here.

This person is none other than Chen Feng, due to the strict investigation of the devil in the county, Chen Feng is really helpless, so he can only come up with such a way to do it. Not to mention that since this method has been used, not to mention that it is a devil and a traitor, even some people who are also beggars, they have to leave far away when they see this person, I have never seen such a foul person.

Of course, there is a price, at least Chen Feng's nose is no longer so sensitive now. Even when he went to the restaurant to eat, he was directly kicked out by the guys in the store, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he smoked the people in the restaurant and rushed out.

Cowering in the corner, watching the pedestrians on the road come and go, Chen Feng's mind was on an important military base in the county seat.

Because it is now a period of the Great Sweep, the Japanese army used a series of weapons and ammunition and a series of other things in a very large amount, and Ping'an County, as the center of this place, has hoarded a large number of guns and ammunition.

Although the devils have strengthened the tightness of the arsenal, because this is a county seat, it is impossible to attack on a large scale with the strength of the Eighth Route Army, so the Japanese army's sense of defense is relatively loose. If you plan it yourself, there is a good chance that a miracle will happen.

For three consecutive days, Chen Feng would quietly go to the arsenal every night to investigate around, and during the day, he would continue to cower in his own nest.

And during this period, the devil's investigation was also much lighter, and it seemed that he had given up the pursuit of the person who killed the two imperial soldiers.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Chen Feng quietly came to the arsenal that night when the dark clouds were thick and the sky was relatively dark.

Seeing the 15-man Japanese squad patrolling in front of him, he calculated the time, and it was only two minutes away from the next patrol unit.

Seeing that there was no one around, Chen Feng quickly came to the wall. He took out the simple hook he had specially made, and gently threw it up, directly hooking a big tree more than three meters high in the yard.

Pulling the rope, I stepped on the courtyard wall and climbed over the wall directly. The defense in the courtyard was tighter, with groups of three or five people, each team holding a flashlight in their hands.

The dazzling lights kept shaking in the courtyard, and when he saw a light shining on his side, Chen Feng hurriedly lay on the ground.

The light flashed, and Chen Feng ran towards several rooms in the courtyard taking advantage of this gap.

Every time he soaked in a distance of seven or eight meters, Chen Feng was forced to lie on the ground to dodge, and the flashlight light shone on.

In this way, seven or eight times in a row, Chen Feng ran behind a wall, his back was tightly pressed against the wall, and he was panting very nervously.

Leaning against the wall, Chen Feng quietly stretched out his head to observe the situation in the courtyard, while calculating the time in his heart.

Based on previous investigations, it's almost early hours now. This group of devils should have left first, and there will be more than a minute in the middle, and the next group of devils will continue to guard.

The situation was just like what Chen Feng had investigated a few days ago, some devils had stopped patrolling around, but instead gathered together, chatting with each other, and bursting out of laughter from time to time.

And at this time, a devil who looked like an officer came to the group of Japanese soldiers who had gathered. With the arrival of this man, slightly disheveled, the Japanese soldiers quickly lined up and walked out of the gate in turn.

It was at this time that Chen Feng quickly took advantage of this short time to push open a door, and then gently closed it.

The room was at least three or four square meters in size, but it was now filled with all sorts of boxes. And in some cases, they are covered with a thick layer of felt cloth to prevent moisture.

A bayonet was taken out of the space, inserted along the edge of the box, and with a slight warp, the box was opened.

Inside are some things wrapped in oiled paper, and they are neatly arranged together.

Spread out an oiled paper bag, only to see orange-yellow bullets scattered out, making some faint crackling sounds.

Grabbing two handfuls in his pocket, Chen Feng walked quickly to another place, using the same method to pry open the box, and found that there were mortar shells inside.

"I'm in the ammunition depot."

Chen Feng looked at the dozen or so boxes that had been opened by himself, all of which were filled with some ammunition, and he didn't have the weapons he wanted at all.

Originally, according to Chen Feng's idea, he took this opportunity to get more guns, after all, he knew that the people under Li Yunlong's hands, the guns, were simply too old to be old, and even some of them were still big knives and spears in their hands. If he can get thousands of 38 big covers and send them over, with this credit, he Li Yunlong will have to make himself a battalion commander or something.

"Yes, if there are dates or not, let's talk about three poles, anyway, the Eighth Route Army lacks everything."

After thinking about the reason, Chengfeng was no longer polite, and directly put all the boxes of bullets and shells into his own space.

It's just that his own space is only more than 100 square meters, and the ammunition stacked here is full of three or four hundred square meters.

I took a look at my own space, and the rows of neatly arranged boxes directly filled the entire space. Looking at the remaining two or three hundred square meters of ammunition, Chen Feng was a little entangled, how to take all these weapons away.

Gently patted the box in front of him, all the grenades contained in it.

"It would be nice if we could get the box out and leave only the ammunition, I believe it would save a lot of space."

Chen Fenggang muttered to himself, and suddenly in the empty space of the room, there were four or five rows of empty boxes.

Chen Feng hurriedly looked at his space and found that bullets and shells were piled up haphazardly, but the space was much more empty.

After discovering that this method was feasible, Chen Feng continued to take out all the boxes in the space one by one. At the same time, the dozens of boxes of grenades in front of him were all included in the space.

After seeing that all the ammunition in the room was collected into the space by himself, Chen Feng quietly came to the door and looked outside through the crack in the door.

At this time, in the courtyard, the next group of devils have come to patrol. Looking at the devils who passed by the door from time to time, Chen Feng couldn't help but chuckle, and then there were three or four more grenades in his hand.

"Let's try the minefield from the sky."

Pulling the tab on the grenade, several grenades suddenly rose into green smoke.

When I saw the eyes of the devil, I didn't stare at the door. Chen Feng hurriedly opened the door a gap, and several grenades were all thrown out.

Violent explosions rang out in the courtyard one after another, and the two patrolling devil soldiers happened to walk to the main door of the room where Chen Feng was.

With the sound of these grenade explosions, seven or eight devils disappeared directly from Chen Feng's sight.

When some of the devils who were far away heard the explosion, they hurried towards this side.

At the same time, Chen Feng also heard a rapid whistle, followed by something from the violent footsteps running.

"Come, let's try it again."

Chen Feng saw that several of his grenades were working, so he took out four or five grenades again and threw them out.

The direction of the throw this time is relatively remote from the place where it exploded before, and these places are basically relatively loud footsteps.

The group of devils who were directly blown up by the constantly exploding grenades were confused, and they didn't know where the enemy threw the grenades from.