Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Wang Ming originally wanted to get himself a lieutenant's uniform to wear, but then he thought it didn't seem right.

When the war is imminent, these soldiers guarding the military supply warehouse must have special rights. If anyone uses the phone to check and ask, they will be exposed.

Trying to get by by slapping people in the face or fooling them is probably not going to work.

Moreover, even if they broke in, the Japanese guarding the gate would call to confirm, so wouldn't they be caught in a jar?

In the entire Pingshun County, there is only one person that no one dares to question, and that is the highest official of Pingshun County, Nagano Yuichiro.

Wang Ming still put on a major's military uniform, and according to his memory of researching the history of the Japanese invasion of China, he picked a soldier who looked most like Nagano Yuichiro and began to put on makeup.

After everything was ready, he pulled Jia Guier aside and began to interrogate her.

"Jia Gui'er, do you look like a little devil from Nagano?"

Jia Guier circled around this "Nagano Yuichiro" twice. With his eyes drooping and a tuft of Japanese mustache under his nose, he really looked like a Japanese.

"Master Ba, I have also seen the little devil Yeyou from a distance. This brother looks very similar, but it seems that something is missing?"

Henry Zhang also took "Nagano Yuichiro" for a spin, and was there indeed something missing?

"Not cruel enough?"

As a die-hard fan of General Okamura Yasuji, Nagano Yuichiro has always implemented the "Three Alls Policy" thoroughly. His hands are stained with the blood of Chinese people. He is an absolute murderous demon.

The "Nagano Yuichiro" in front of him, although looks resolute, his eyes lack some insidiousness, cruelty, and indifference to the lives of others.

Zhang Xuan taught this "Nagano Yuichiro" a lesson.

"Brother, what's the most important secret of acting? It's to immerse yourself in the role. Just imagine yourself as a Japanese soldier. That's how you can act like one!"

It has to be said that the soldiers selected by the special forces not only have strong military skills, but also have high IQs. They can understand things with just a few words and quickly grasp the key points.

"Baga, they're all dead!"

"Okay, okay, talk to the little devils, don't use these half-baked nonsense!"

Wang Ming simply taught these soldiers some lies, and then immediately lined up in an orderly manner, preparing to hang out at the temporary headquarters of the 37th Brigade to see if he could meet Nagano Yuichiro and see his true appearance.

As luck would have it, Li Gui and Li Kui met at the door of the military supply warehouse. Fortunately, Zhang Xuan and Wang Ming were smart and hid in the darkness.

Nagano Yuichiro walked to the door of the military supply warehouse with a stern look and looked around inside and out.

"Warriors of the Empire, the military supply warehouse behind you is the guarantee of this battle. Please ensure its safety, please!"

After saying this, Nagano Yuichiro immediately bowed and walked away.

Wang Ming looked at Nagano Yuichiro, who seemed polite on the surface, and spat.

"You damned old devil, you're still quite polite. Fuck you!"

"Nagano Yuichiro" here stared at the real ones intently, and imitated their expressions and postures.

Wang Ming improved the makeup of "Nagano Yuichiro" further according to the real thing, making it more realistic.

After the real thing had been gone for more than half an hour, "Nagano Yuichiro" practiced repeatedly, and after gaining approval from all the audience, he began to get into the state and stepped out of the darkness onto the street.

The Japanese soldiers who were chatting at the door of the munitions warehouse thought that the inspection tonight was over, but they did not expect that the supreme commander would come back again.

Seven or eight Japanese soldiers immediately stood at attention, staring at the somewhat different "Nagano Yuichiro" and a small squad of Japanese soldiers accompanying him.

"General Nagano, thank you for your hard work!"

"Nagano Yuichiro" was a little unhappy and his face fell.

Wang Ming's mouthpiece immediately came online.

"Baga, you are soldiers of the empire, responsible for guarding the arsenal, yet you are so negligent! What if a spy from the Eighth Route Army sneaks in? Can you bear the responsibility?"

Wang Ming's authentic Hokkaido accent, coupled with "Nagano Yuichiro's" downcast face, made everyone silent and buried their heads deeply.

"Nagano Yuichiro" waved his hand, beckoned towards Wang Ming, and whispered to Wang Ming who was jogging over.

Wang Ming nodded frequently and said “Hello, Hello” non-stop.

Finally, he stood at attention.

"The general understands your hard work and will not reprimand you this time. Seeing that you are about the same age as his brother, he thought of his brother in Shimane Prefecture!"

These young Japanese soldiers, who had been pardoned, seemed to have become the general's younger brothers. They regarded the incompetent people in front of them as their closest comrades-in-arms.

The sergeant leading the team plucked up his courage.

"Thanks to the general's kindness, we will definitely guard the gas masks well. Now the secret weapons have arrived in Licheng. Once the secret weapons are on the battlefield, we will make new contributions on the battlefield!"

Wang Ming's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that the Japanese's "secret weapon" was in Licheng.

"Nagano Yuichiro" nodded with satisfaction and pointed to the military supply warehouse.

"Yoshi! Look!"

After saying that, he strode open the warehouse door and walked in!

Wang Ming and others also filed in and blocked the door.

"In order to achieve the effect of surprise inspection, you are not allowed to follow!"

After the special forces soldiers entered the gate, they began to wander around the warehouse. This military supply warehouse actually contained not only various bedding and equipment, but also a wide variety of weapons and ammunition.

Wang Ming searched for a long time and found dozens of boxes of gas masks in the most secret place, which looked like there were hundreds of them.

"It's indeed a poison gas bomb. It seems these gas masks are indispensable! These should be enough for the reconnaissance battalion and the special forces."

But the current problem is how to transport dozens of boxes of gas masks.

Such a large quantity can only be transported by truck.

In the entire Pingshun County, only the Japanese had trucks.

Wang Ming thought for a long time and decided to borrow a few trucks from the Japanese.

"Later, I will tell you that we will organize a military exercise and carry out a material training. Then we will load the materials onto the truck and send them out of the city!"

After Wang Ming gave the instructions, he began to assign tasks.

He would go out and announce a military exercise to train supplies, load all the supplies onto the vehicle, and then, in order to dispel the Japanese' suspicion, leave Wang Ming and several other soldiers at the scene.

Finally, when the time is right, choose the opportunity to break out.

Wang Ming reported the plan to Zhang Xuan through the throat-vibration intercom and obtained his consent.

Wang Ming, wearing shiny little leather boots, called over the sergeant who had just been praised.

"The General has decided to conduct a temporary material transportation exercise. You must prepare quickly! The simulated battlefield environment is that the command post has been bombed. You must transport the gas masks to the front line by yourself to protect the lives of the imperial soldiers! It must be completed within fifteen minutes! The General will watch your performance right here!"

The Japanese soldiers guarding the military supply warehouse looked at each other in confusion. What was going on?