A village five or six kilometers away from the arsenal, because in the hinterland of the base area, almost all the families in the village are fortress households of the Eighth Route Army.

However, no one expected that one of the families was ostensibly a fortress household of the Eighth Route Army, but secretly provided information to the military commander's intelligence point in Wutai Mountain.

Early in the morning, there was a dull and rhythmic knock on the door of Zhong Yongfa's house.

Although the other party did not speak, Zhong Yongfa still got up from the bed and began to get dressed.

As a member of the guerrillas in the village, there is a signal to communicate with each other and to concentrate, and the knock on the door just now is a signal to assemble at the entrance of the village as soon as there is action.

In less than 20 minutes, Zhong Yongfa carried an old sleeve that was almost smoothed out by the main force and rushed to the entrance of the village.

By this time, more than 20 guerrilla fighters had been concentrated at the entrance of the village.

As soon as everyone arrived, the guerrilla leader who had retreated from the main force spoke: "Comrades, the higher authorities have just come with an order, let us go to help with more than a dozen guerrilla units in the surrounding area in the next two days." Of course, this favor is not a hundred helps, and everyone will know when they arrive! ”

"Now I order, the Zhongcun guerrillas set off now!"

After seeing the excited expression on the captain's face from a distance, Zhong Yongfa knew that this operation would definitely bring a lot of benefits to the guerrillas, otherwise the captain would not be so happy.

Although Zhong Yusheng did not know what the content of the operation was, as an intelligence officer, his keen sense of smell still made him realize that he must be able to find some valuable information from this operation.

After walking for more than an hour, it was almost dawn before the group stopped.

Smelling the faint smell of burning and gunpowder smoke in the air, coupled with the large scorched earth in front of him, Zhong Yongfa immediately thought of the bombing of the devils two days ago.

Even though the village was far away, the sound of thunderous explosions still clearly reached Zhong Yongsheng's ears, and Zhong Yongsheng had seen so many planes flying overhead at one time in his lifetime, and the formation was particularly shocking.

As the lowest-level intelligence officer of the military command, Zhong Yongfa did not know that the bombers were here to bomb the Eighth Route Army Arsenal, nor did he know that the Eighth Route Army Arsenal was located in the mountains near the village.

But Zhong Yongfa knew very well that he had been here before, and it was a forest at the foot of the mountain.

Now the forest has been scorched to the ground, and there are no casualties of the Eighth Route Army around. Fools also know that the bombing of the devils was blown up two days ago.

At this time, the captain spoke: "Comrades, see this scorched earth, it was blown up by the devil two days ago." Let's just come here for one thing, find out the explosive fragments in the middle of the scorched earth. That's the best steel, and it's the best way to make grenades! ”

"The superior said, find a pound of bomb fragments, and exchange it for a bullet. So, everyone worked harder, and when they went back, they all went back with ten bullets! ”

Hearing this, Zhong Yongfa was even more convinced that the Japanese had failed in their massive bombing two days earlier.

Not only did he not achieve any results, but he gave the Eighth Route Army 10,000 catties of good iron in vain!

At the same time, a flash of excitement appeared directly on his face. I don't know if my superiors know about this news, but if I don't know, this information will definitely be able to exchange myself for a lot of income.

"Zhong Yongfa, what are you smiling at? Everyone else is starting to move, why don't you act! Suddenly, the captain walked over and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Happy, Captain, I'm happy!" Zhong Yongfa hurriedly explained.

Then he replied with a calm face: "The bullet in my hand has been fired three times since I got the gun, and I have been reluctant to use it, and I have never fired a gun." This time, I will bring a few more bullets back and open the meat! ”

"I agree, as long as you bring back more than ten bullets, I agree that you shoot three bullets to practice marksmanship!"

Two days later, Zhong Yongfa took the intelligence directly from the upline to twenty oceans, and then the news of the failure of the devil's bombing soon spread to the military commander's intelligence station in Wutai Mountain.

"How could it be that the devil dispatched so many bombers, combat effectiveness, and was shot down a few planes, but nothing was blown up, and he also sent the Eighth Route Army 10,000 catties of high-speed rail for nothing!" The intelligence battlefield knew about the Japanese bombing target two days ago, and after listening to the report of his subordinates, his first reaction was not to believe it. ”

The deputy stationmaster also frowned, but still analyzed: "I don't believe it's true either, the little devil is not a fool, he didn't hit anything in the end after dispatching so many planes, no one will believe it!" ”

"However, the person who provided the information is our old intelligence officer, and I gave him twenty oceans. And he repeatedly assured that he had seen it with his own eyes, and the little devil plane dropped all the bombs at the foot of an uninhabited mountain! ”

"Also, this person is still a member of the guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army, and he has been in the place where the little devils threw bombs for the past two days!"

"You can't imagine what they're doing? Because the little devil dropped too many bombs, the bombed place could step on several bomb fragments with one foot. The Eighth Route Army asked them to collect the fragments, prepare to return to the furnace to make grenades, and then send them to the battlefield to kill devils! ”

"Because he had to collect bomb fragments, he walked through all the places where they were bombed, and there was no trace of human activity, it was completely an inaccessible forest!"

The intelligence station commander finally chose to believe: "In other words, the devil bomber group blew up the wrong target, and the bombs were not thrown at the Eighth Route Army Arsenal at all!" ”

The deputy stationmaster replied: "It is very likely that the arsenal is in the middle of the mountains, and many of the surrounding mountains look the same from a distance. It is not impossible for the devil bomber group to choose the wrong bombing target! ”

"That's not right!" The stationmaster shook his head and replied.

"With such a big bombing operation, it is impossible for the little devil to send a signal without ground intelligence officers. It is possible for an airplane in the sky to be mistaken, and it is certainly impossible for an intelligence officer on the ground to be wrong. ”

At this point, a touch of firmness quickly appeared on the stationmaster's face, and then he ordered.

"Check, be sure to find out!"

"The above is also very concerned about this matter, and also sent a special telegram for us to confirm whether the Eighth Route Army Arsenal was really bombed. No matter what the cost, be sure to get things straight! ”

"If I'm not mistaken, the superiors must not want to see the existence of an arsenal in the Eighth Route Army. If the arsenal is really still there, then we are in trouble! ”

"What do you mean, stationmaster?" The deputy stationmaster asked with a frown.

"If the Japanese can't be trusted, we can only rely on ourselves. If things turn out to be as bad as we suspected, then our superiors will definitely demand that we destroy the arsenal at all costs. The arsenal is so important, do you think the Eighth Route Army will be so easy for us to destroy? The stationmaster did not hide it, and explained in a surprising voice.

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