Chapter 183: The Disgusted Dragon Article

The minutes and seconds passed, and it was almost noon. The sunlight dispersed the fog, and the sudden rise in temperature made the two of them very uncomfortable.

Meng was annoyed and wrote and drew on the map, and they basically recorded all the firing points and arming conditions on the three defense lines.

"Do you hear the sound?"

At this time, there was a sudden whistle in the distance, which was the Japanese rice whistle.

"There's also movement in the machine gun nest, they're going to eat." Long Wenwen laughed.

I saw that several Japanese soldiers in front of me came to the position with large wooden barrels, as if they had suddenly appeared, and I didn't see them coming from any direction at all.

"There was no movement, and the meal was served." Long Wenwen chuckled lightly and asked Meng annoyed, "Have you seen the cooking smoke?" โ€

"Seeing a hair, those grandsons are cooking, and the little master is still starving here against the sun."

Looking at the little devil who was feasting not far away, Meng was annoyed and couldn't help but smash his mouth. They haven't eaten a mouthful of food since last night except for some water.

"Hmph, it's all made and sent from a distance, food can be delivered, people, weapons, and ammunition can also be delivered! Their tunnels are really extinct. โ€

Long Wenwen's mind was not on eating, he looked around with a telescope, and said thoughtfully: "What we see is not necessarily accurate, now it is six machine gun nests, maybe it will become sixteen in the blink of an eye!" โ€

Their tunnels connected every machine-gun fort, and even each foxhole had a small passage connecting to the main tunnel, from which the Japanese could transfer and reinforce whenever and wherever they wanted.

"Hehe, I was really told by the group, they really dug through the whole mountain."

"I mean, what are you happy about?"

Meng was annoyed and couldn't understand him, it was obviously a bad situation, what was this guy laughing at.

"Sorry or not, you can find a tunnel from our location to touch the tree fort on the top of the mountain, and the lighting inside is definitely not good, hehe, do we want to gamble?" The dragon article came inexplicably.

"What am I going to bet with you, and then I'll talk about it...... Huh? What are you doing? โ€

Without waiting for Meng to finish speaking, Long Wenwen began to remove the steel helmet and the camouflage on his body, and took off all the equipment, leaving only a pistol and dagger on his body.

"I have to go and see, I have to go, or this trip will be in vain."

Frightened, Meng was annoyed and grabbed his trouser leg: "Your uncle, can you still come out alive if you go in?" You're looking for death! โ€

Unexpectedly, Long Wenwen kicked him away, and scolded impatiently in his mouth: "Fuck your uncle, can you say something auspicious?" โ€

After Long Wenwen finished speaking, he crawled to the front, and at this moment the Japanese army was eating behind sandbags, and the alert on the position was reduced to a minimum, which was an excellent opportunity.

He lowered his body and leaned against the mountain wall and walked cautiously forward, and more than 10 meters away was a trench fortification of the devil.

Most of the little devils were sitting in the trenches and eating with their heads buried in their heads, and the two Japanese soldiers standing on the edge glanced out randomly, and after making sure that there was no situation, they also turned around and picked up the lunch box and began to eat.

Long Wenwen saw the time, and a gallop to the bottom of the position, with fortifications and barbed wire above his head, and not far in front of him, there was a small circular hole covered with sandbags, and some unknown liquid was still flowing out of the hole.

He quickly approached the hole, and a pungent smell came over him, and he didn't even have to think about what it was.

The voice of the Japanese soldier in the upper position seemed to be in his ears, and he couldn't afford to hesitate at this moment, Long Wenwen gritted his teeth and quickly got into the hole.

The disgusting smell became more and more intense, and Long Wenwen hurriedly held his nose and breathed through his mouth, which at least reduced the irritation caused by the stench.

He slowed down and looked at the small hole, which was only for a crawling path. The texture under his hand made him wonder, and he tapped lightly and made a dull sound like steel.

The whole small hole is made of gasoline cans, and the inside is unfathomable and I don't know where it is connected.

Anyway, go in and have a look!

Long Wenwen's crazy behavior frightened Meng Annoying, how can this bastard do what he says, what if he is left alone here?

Meng was annoyed and subconsciously raised his rifle, Long Wenwen disappeared after turning over the mountain wall, he didn't dare to make too many movements for fear of exposure, he could only pray in his heart that this reckless grandson would return safely.

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Waiting may be the biggest chore in the world, and Meng was bored and took out the map and checked the firepower points marked on it over and over again.

From time to time, a burst of rapid gunfire rang out from the Japanese position in the distance, and he clenched his rifle nervously like a frightened bird, and those Japanese soldiers who were as bored as him began to practice marksmanship against the mountains, forests and wild grasses again.

As the sun set, time passed little by little, but Long Wenwen did not return at all, which made Meng's annoying heart begin to become more and more afraid, and he even wondered if he would die in this bush.

How crazy a person has to be to do such a thing, Long Wenwen is definitely the most deadly person he knows.

Could it be that the life that is harder than a cockroach is dead, dead, really dead? Why haven't you come back yet?

At the same time, Long Wenwen, who had drilled into the tunnel, had unconsciously touched the depths of the Nantianmen Tunnel Group.

Inside, as he had expected, it was dark, damp, and poorly lit, with only a kerosene lamp standing at the mouth of a few important passages.

The air quality in the tunnel is very poor, and the ventilation system of the Japanese army is estimated to be not very well done, and the deeper you go, the more you feel stuffy in your chest.

And it is full of all kinds of unpleasant smells, like the feeling of throwing stinky socks that have not been washed for a month into a canned herring and fermenting for a month before being fished out.

It's no wonder that the distance between the outfall and the living quarters, combined with the dimly lit and intricate environment, makes it difficult to find a toilet or get outside.

Therefore, many Japanese soldiers are in a hurry to find a place where no one is in a hurry to solve the problem, and this kind of thing has been repeatedly banned, it is really hard to imagine how the Japanese can stay in this kind of place for a long time.

So that many Japanese soldiers were reluctant to stay inside, and it was also a headache for Takeuchi Lianshan to do this, and he had no more time to improve the various conditions inside the tunnel, so he could only let most of the soldiers stay outside in peacetime, and only enter the underground passage when necessary.

But all this has given Long Article great convenience, and there are not too many Japanese in the tunnel now.

He cautiously approached all the way from the outfall, and although he also encountered a wave of Japanese soldiers, the other party did not find any trace of him.

Long Wenwen walked through the labyrinthine tunnels, and in his memory he had already turned three corners, and finally saw a glimmer of light at the fourth turn.

Since the target was the tree fort at the top of the hill, he had been looking for a way up, and the position of the kerosene lamp in the distance illuminated the direction ahead.

A wide passage with a 40ยฐ slope ascends is greeted by a large wooden stake on all sides, and an electric light is drawn on the top, which is illuminated every 20 meters.

From time to time, a few Japanese people walked by in the passage, and Long Wenwen hid in the shadows where the light did not shine, and he did not dare to go any further, but he could confirm that this was the road leading to the top of the mountain.

It was almost done, and just as he was about to retreat, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "Dorsidano? โ€

Long Wenwen was so frightened that his hair stood upside down, he quickly turned around, and his hand instantly held the handle of the knife behind his waist.

A Japanese man was standing 2 meters behind him, unable to see each other in the dim light. Again, the Japanese didn't notice any difference in him.

"ใ‚ใชใŸใฏใฉใฎๅˆ†้šŠใงใ™ใ‹? ไฝ•ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎ? (Which squad are you from, what are you doing here)"

How can Long Wen understand the Japanese language, but listening to the tone, this Japanese seems to be still an officer. He didn't dare to move for the time being, he couldn't shoot here, otherwise he would stab the hornet's nest, and he could only kill with a single blow with a knife.

"Bastard! I'm talking to you, are you deaf? โ€

The devil officer was a little angry, "this little soldier" dared not answer his own question, it seemed that he had to give him a few slaps.

Long Wenwen had already quietly drawn his dagger at this moment, and he was only waiting for him to get close to killing it.

But the officer had just taken two steps forward and stopped, only to see him pinch his nose and say dissatisfiedly: "Vomit... It stinks! Did you fall into a manure pit? โ€

By the faint light, the officer finally saw the appearance of Long Wenwen, but the latter's face was full of filth, accompanied by a foul smell.

"Hey!"

Long Wenwen, who didn't know why, had to listen to the Japanese and replied loudly with his head bowed like the Japanese.

"Whoa, what a fool!" The officer took two steps back and fanned the air in front of him in disgust.

He didn't doubt it too much, the main passage with lights was fine, and in those traffic lanes where he couldn't see his fingers, he often stepped on the excrement of his companions, and there were many such things.

It's just that the "little soldier" in front of him is even more unlucky, and he can actually fall into the excrement pit dug by others.

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