The devil seems to have completely focused on the outlying sentry bunkers, and as for the inside of the stronghold, there is almost no defense.

Quietly solve a patrol devil team, the devil stronghold can basically let people in and out, the devil troops inside, basically all asleep, are in a dream to meet Zhou Gong.

Li Yunlong didn't have time to pay attention to the sleeping devils, they went straight to the place where the weapons and equipment were stored in the devil's stronghold, and opened the green tent to enter it.

In order to get out of here before the devil reacts, you must hurry up and act quickly, and you must make trade-offs.

The task assigned by the brigade commander was put away first, and the devil's head was also temporarily placed on his neck.

If you want to work, you have to feed yourself first, don't you?

Li Yunlong smiled at some of these arms and ammunition first.

The waterproof green canvas was lifted, and there were neatly arranged long wooden boxes inside.

Several slightly smaller wooden boxes were placed on top of these boxes, all of which were made of moisture-proof willow sticks, and the experienced Li Yunlong knew at a glance that the things here were not simple.

The Japanese army equipment that is usually captured does not have this treatment, and it is packed in rotten wood boxes.

The five small wooden boxes were opened by the soldiers in turn, and Li Yunlong's hand touched it inside, as if he had touched it into the collar of the girl's clothes, and his face was full of expressions of satisfaction and enjoyment.

Inside was a shell gun.

In the pure white wooden card slot, there are guns, gun cases, magazines, magazine carrying tools, gun oil gun brushes and other objects neatly placed.

There are no bullets in the wooden box, and instead there are many firearm accessories that can be easily repaired if the gun is damaged.

This is obviously a configuration only for Japanese officers.

There is no soldier who doesn't like guns, especially a soldier like Li Yunlong, who likes to treat war as a business, and the feeling of making a fortune makes him feel excited, and he can't put it down as soon as he touches this shell gun.

This is a high-ranking officer who made twenty rings of virtue, and Li Yunlong used to be a high-ranking officer in the devil...... I can't remember whether it was Zhongzuo or Dazuo, the two things pinned to that guy's waist were what Li Yunlong wanted.

One is the devil's command knife, and the other is this barge gun.

can shoot quickly, and frequently hit bursts, Li Yunlong has long been greedy, but he didn't expect to be able to touch it today.

It is the common nature of every man to like the new and hate the old, the one on his waist has been stuck many times, and the old ten-shot barge gun has completed its glorious mission.

Of course, none of those accessories were left for the devil, and they were all taken away.

"Rich!"

The long wooden crate was pried open by the soldiers, and their eyes lit up.

Inside were a number of brand-new 38 lids, including two Czech light machine guns, and boxes full of yellow bullets like gold, dazzling people's eyes.

They had never seen such a brand-new weapon, as if they had changed from a poor egg to a rich man overnight, and the ammunition and guns were all equipped and stuffed to the brim.

Li Yunlong, who was also armed to the teeth, saw this and gave a kick: "Who let you take it?" Replace the old guns, take a new one, put the bullets on it, and don't forget the two Czechs...... What are you doing sneaking around, who told you to stuff something into your crotch, let's fight lightly. ”

The soldiers looked at the boxes full of booty, their eyes were so greedy that they couldn't take it just by looking at it, and their hearts were like cats scratching.

But the regiment commander gave an order, and he had to follow, the soldiers took two gasoline barrels and poured the armament tent through, we can't take it away and can't be cheap little devil isn't it.

The group had a clear division of labor, and they quickly got things done, and quickly ran towards the tent with the red cross painted in the center.

At this time, Sosuke Sato, a young officer of the Japanese army who was in charge of guarding the armaments here, was reading here at night.

Like most Japanese officers, after graduating from the Army Non-commissioned Officer School, he pledged allegiance to the Emperor and plunged into the vast ocean that would determine the fate of his country.

When he really saw the cruelty on the battlefield, Sosuke Sato's human side began to awaken, and he believed that the war of aggression launched by his side was unjust and contrary to human ethics.

However, in the vast environment and the cries for war, the anti-war ideas of a young officer are insignificant, and he knows very well that he will even be killed because of such 'inappropriate' thoughts.

So Sato, who could have risen all the way, took the initiative to apply to be removed from the front line and transferred to the rear as a quartermaster.

His immediate superiors remembered the relationship between master and apprentice, and with great hesitation, agreed to his request that was degrading to the honor of a soldier.

Sosuke Sato finally no longer has to suffer from pain, he chooses to do nothing, wait for the war to end, it doesn't matter which side wins or which side loses, he has only one thought in his head, that is, to return to his hometown, reunite with his wife and children, and enjoy the joy of family.

He knew that many of his compatriots looked down on him, but he didn't care.

But Sosuke Sato couldn't have imagined it.

Even if you are out of the front line, you can't escape the shadow of death.

The anti-Japanese fighters who died under his hands, as well as the innocent lives that he trampled on in the early years, sooner or later turned into a bright butcher's knife and finally cut off his neck.

When Li Yunlong slashed the tent with a knife, Sosuke Sato, who was writing a letter home, stopped writing.

He looked silently behind him, the night wind poured in through the gap in the tent like a bayonet, and then walked in a black-faced man in a gray cotton military uniform, and Sosuke Sato was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, he actually saw countless howling ghosts coming out of this man's body, twisting together with teeth and claws to ask for his life, and those miserable faces that he had seen countless times in nightmares were telling him about the injustice he had suffered.

Li Yunlong was also stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that there was a guard in the devil's tent.

But compared to Sosuke Sato, who has long lost his sense of crisis and is slow to react, Li Yunlong, as a battle-hardened soldier, his reactions and actions are impeccable.

The ghost head knife flashed with a cold light, and Sosuke Sato's head was already flying up with a whoosh, and blood was sprinkled on the ground with the flash of the blade.

"Damn, how is this devil stupid."

Li Yunlong was a little dissatisfied.

This devil is stupid, he has never seen such a stupid devil, his head is about to be cut off, and he doesn't even react at all.

"Bring these back and let the people of the enemy engineering department see that they are the secret documents of the devil."

Li Yunlong picked up the bloody letter on the table, which Sosuke Sato had not yet written, and slapped it on a soldier next to him.

The soldier reluctantly crumpled the letters into a ball and stuffed them into his pocket, thinking that he would complain about the unfairness of the regimental commander, and that he had no share in using bullets and equipment, but that he had his share in doing odd jobs.

"I look, which ones are penicillin...... Oh, it doesn't matter, move as much as you can, hurry up, don't let the little devils wake up, we have to leave quickly! ”