Devil's Army

Gray Wolf and Song Zhipeng drank tea for a while, then left the teahouse on the pretext of wanting to see his parrot.

On the way, Song Zhipeng told Huilang and the others that this Captain Wang was also his man and had given him a lot of information. Their battalion commander was killed a few days ago when suppressing the anti-Japanese armed forces, and now he was using his connections to climb up.

"The higher the official position, the more intelligence you will get." Gray Wolf nodded.

Shopkeeper Zhang brought Gray Wolf and the others to a grocery store that had just opened.

Xiao Liuzi was watching the store inside. He was very happy to see the Gray Wolf coming.

Shopkeeper Zhang winked at him, and Xiao Liuzi hurried out of the grocery store and solicited customers outside the door.

Shopkeeper Zhang took Gray Wolf and the other two to the small yard behind the grocery store.

Gray Wolf said to Shopkeeper Zhang, "You should open a grocery store."

"I am old now and have no other means of making a living. I can only continue to do my old business." Shopkeeper Zhang said with a smile and continued:

"There are five devils on the third floor, patrolling it 24 hours a day. If we don't transfer them away, there's no way to get into the pharmacy to get medicine."

"How many floors does Fengtian Hospital have in total?"

"Fengtian Hospital has four floors in total."

"Are there devils patrolling the fourth floor 24 hours a day?"

"I haven't heard of any Japanese soldiers patrolling the fourth floor 24 hours a day."

"Why are there devils patrolling the third floor 24 hours a day?"

"Commander Muto used to recuperate on the third floor, and there is also a pharmacy on the third floor, so there are guards patrolling the third floor 24 hours a day."

"The enemy's defense is so strict, how are you going to get the medicine away after you get it?" Song Zhipeng asked.

"It will be easy to take it away after we get the medicine. We can use a flying dragon to take it away." Gray Wolf saw that Song Zhipeng was still puzzled, and then explained: "It's the big iron bird."

"Oh, your big bird, well, your bird is quite useful."

When Gray Wolf heard this, his face turned green, thinking that Lao Jie was still a virgin, how did you know that my bird was useful? Then he said to Song Zhipeng with a double meaning: "Your bird is too small, it is not useful."

"Yes, my bird is too small and not very useful. I might want to exchange it with Brother Tan."

The gray wolf was completely speechless.

"We can set fire to the first and second floors and transfer the guards on the third floor. Then we can go to the pharmacy to steal the medicine." Gray Wolf said to Manager Zhang and his men.

"This is also a good idea." Shopkeeper Zhang praised.

"Manager Zhang, do you have any kerosene here? I'll take some away later."

"Yes, I'll ask Xiaoliuzi to pour you two bottles later."

"Let's pour it now. I have to hurry back and discuss a specific action plan with them. We'll take action tomorrow."

Xiao Liuzi was still soliciting business outside the grocery store, so Manager Zhang took two bottles himself and poured two small bottles of kerosene for Gray Wolf.

Gray Wolf rushed back to discuss the action plan for tomorrow with several team leaders, and finally decided to leave two teams of 30 special forces outside to provide support. Another two teams of 30 special forces followed Gray Wolf into the hospital.

At around 8 o'clock the next morning, thirty special forces members who were preparing to sneak into Fengtian Hospital each took a Japanese military uniform from Feilong's abdomen and put it on. Fifteen of them pretended to be wounded soldiers, and Gray Wolf wore the uniform of a major Nagasaki and took them to Fengtian Hospital.

At the entrance of Fengtian Hospital, the sentry stopped Gray Wolf and asked, "What do you want?"

"Are you blind? We are not coming to the hospital to treat our injuries. Are we here to see the beggar girls?" Gray Wolf shouted at him.

The guard didn't dare ask any more questions and let him go immediately.

When they reached the first floor of the hospital, Gray Wolf and his companions were about to enter the hospital when a Japanese guard at the door stopped them.

He also sniffed hard and seemed to smell the scent of kerosene.

Finally he set his sights on a soldier with gauze wrapped around his buttocks and thighs.

The special forces soldier pretended to be injured between his buttocks and thighs. He tied kerosene to the base of his thighs.

"Is this the smell?" The special forces soldier pointed at the butt and said calmly to the Japanese guard.

The Japanese guard put his face close to the special forces soldier's butt and sniffed hard, and there seemed to be a faint smell of kerosene.

At this moment, the special forces soldier let out a loud "bang" and a very loud fart came out.

Anyone who has held back a fart knows that the farts released when you hold back a shit are the stinkiest. And this special forces soldier just wanted to take a shit but didn't go.

The big, smelly fart made the Japanese guard roll his eyes. Several Japanese soldiers nearby also covered their noses and hurried away.

"Is this the smell?" the special forces soldier asked the Japanese guard at the right time.

"Baga, get out!" the Japanese guard shouted at him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the special forces soldier apologized to the Japanese guards while holding back his laughter.

When they entered the hospital and went up to the second floor, Gray Wolf gave the special forces soldier a thumbs up and said, "You are really a talent."

"Captain, I really want to take a shit, but I'm on a mission now and I dare not leave." The special forces member said aggrievedly.

When Gray Wolf took them to the second floor, a special forces soldier with kerosene tied to his arm went to the first floor with another special forces soldier.

After going up to the second floor, the special forces soldier with kerosene tied to his thigh also went to the second floor with another special forces soldier.

Gray Wolf took the remaining special forces members to the third floor, waiting for the right time to prepare for action.