Bright Sword: Koi, we have reached the enemy's base camp

"Bagayalu, damn Wang Hao."

Okiroto Sanji shouted angrily.

"Come quickly, pass on my order to strengthen the guard. The entire division headquarters must be on high alert. All strangers coming in must be checked. Not even a fly can be allowed in."

"Hi……"

The Japanese military camp immediately took action.

Countless Japanese soldiers rushed over and surrounded the division headquarters.

Now, not to mention flies, even water can't flow in.

Seeing this, Okiroto Sanji finally felt relieved.

If Wang Hao saw this situation, he would definitely die of laughter.

He sent him this clear code telegram to scare him. As long as he lost his composure, Wang Hao would have his chance.

In fact, Wang Hao and his team's mission has been completed.

Now, the new airport built by the devils has been occupied by Yan Shuangying and his men. Yan Shuangying has had all the facilities of the new airport destroyed.

Now, they did not leave but stayed in the Japanese military camp.

The Japanese still have another brigade, but no one knows where it is now. Yan Shuangying and his men are waiting there.

And Wang Hao wanted to sneak into Shimen City with his two bodyguards and Zhao Gang in broad daylight.

The walls of Shimen City were not an obstacle at all for them, and it was not difficult for them to sneak into the city.

However, they looked through the telescope for a long time, but could not find a wall that was not guarded by the devils. It was broad daylight, and there was no way to get in!

There were not many Japanese soldiers guarding the city wall, but they still had eyes.

Wang Hao thought for a moment and said, "Go back and have someone prepare the small steel cannons and shoot them down for me."

Zhao Gang and his men's eyes lit up. There were not many Japanese soldiers on the city wall. As long as they fired, the Japanese soldiers would gather together and even become chaotic. Then they would have a chance.

An hour later, several small cannons started firing at the east gate of the city.

The shells were extremely accurate. One after another, they landed precisely on the city walls, blowing up wave after wave of Japanese soldiers.

"Damn it! The enemy is attacking! The Eighth Route Army is about to attack the city. Go over and support them! Quick, quick, quick, quick..."

The Japanese soldiers on the other city walls immediately rushed towards the east gate.

There was no other way, there were too few people in the city. The division commander also transferred a large number of people to protect him.

The devils on the city wall were just pretending. If someone really attacked the city, they would not be able to defend it.

Hurry up, a large number of devils gathered at the east gate. There were fewer or even no devils in other directions.

Wang Hao and Zhao Gang, wearing the Japanese's clothes, ran towards the city wall and jumped up with a thump thump.

Wow, there are no Japs here.

When Wang Hao, Zhao Gang and others saw this scene, they were stunned.

Are there no Japanese soldiers guarding Shimen City?

How could they know? The 133rd Infantry Brigade of the Japanese was desperately rushing back.

Yes, they were not going to fight Yan Shuangying and his men, but to rush back to defend the city.

The airport was no longer safe, so they had to rush back to defend the city. However, it would be impossible to rush back without a day or two.

Wang Hao and his three companions smiled and immediately entered the city.

This time, they knew where the Japanese military camp was without having to ask the Japanese.

However, before going to the Japanese military camp, Wang Hao wanted to prepare some things.

Yes, that's poison.

The four of them went to the Japanese military camp. Even if they were possessed by the god of death, it would be impossible for them to kill all the Japanese inside!

Only poison can do it.

Wang Hao and his three companions came to a drugstore. The owner of the drugstore was an old man who was frightened by their skin.

Wang Hao smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, boss. We are here to buy things and pay for them."

As he spoke, Wang Hao paid out two dollars and put them on the table.

"Boss, do you have any poison that can kill tens of thousands of people at once?"

The old man widened his eyes and shook his head frantically.

"Taijun, no, no, our pharmacy never sells that kind of stuff."

Wang Hao glared and asked angrily, "Are you sure?"

The old man was almost frightened to death, and said quickly: "There is arsenic, there is arsenic, do you want it, Madam?"

Wang Hao said angrily: "Boss, I'm using it to poison people. Arsenic is so smelly, you're going to eat it?"

The boss swallowed hard and almost cried: "Taijun, this is a pharmacy. It is used to save people. There is no stuff that harms people! How about Taijun, can you go to the next store to have a look?"

If Wang Hao and the others hadn't been wearing Japanese uniforms, he would have chased them away long ago.

You blatantly come to me to buy poison to poison people. How brave do you have to be to sell it to you?

Wang Hao finally realized what might be wrong, and quickly lowered his voice and said, "Boss, don't be afraid, we are Chinese, and we dress like this to make it easier to kill the devils.

I'm buying poison this time to kill those damn rats. Boss, do you have any? Go slow, I'm not short of money."

Forehead?

The drugstore owner was stunned.

Chinese?

"Rolling, rolling, rolling..."

The owner of the drugstore suddenly got mad and kicked Wang Hao and his friends out.

Isn't this here to cause trouble? He was scared to death.

No matter what country you are from, if you want to buy poison to kill someone, he can't do it. If you use his poison to kill a Japanese, and the Japanese find out, won't they kill him?

Wang Hao was kicked out and was speechless.

Zhao Gang smiled and said, "It seems that it is impossible to buy poison. How about we settle for the next best thing? How about buying some croton powder? This stuff is easy to buy."

Wang Hao thought about it and it seemed to be true.

"Okay. That's a good deal for those little devils."

The four people bought four packets of croton powder, each carrying one packet, and then walked towards the Japanese military camp.

As Wang Hao walked, he frowned.

"Political Commissar, why are there so few Japanese soldiers on the street? There were also very few Japanese soldiers on the city wall just now. Something must be wrong when things are abnormal! Otherwise, how about we catch a Japanese soldier and ask him?"

Zhao Gang nodded: "I have had this idea for a long time. Let's catch a devil and ask him. Maybe there are not many devils in this city. Otherwise, something must be wrong."

There are indeed not many Japanese devils on the streets, but there are still some.

Zhao Gang and his companions walked for another half an hour and finally saw a group of patrolling Japanese soldiers.

It is called a team, but in fact there are only 4 of them.

A Japanese sergeant was patrolling the street with three other Japanese soldiers.

Wang Hao and the others all laughed.

There are 4 devils, just right for each of them.

The most important thing is that Wang Hao was wearing the uniform of a second lieutenant, much better than that of the sergeant.

Wang Hao and his four companions walked towards the four Japanese devils.

Maybe because of the artillery fire just now, there are very few pedestrians on the street now.

The four Japanese soldiers saw Wang Hao and his group at a glance.