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

"Then what should we do? Doihara is so powerful, how can we deal with him?" Li San said worriedly.

Wang Hao pondered for a moment and said, "We must find a way to disrupt Doihara's intelligence network.

First of all, we must strengthen our own protection.

Secondly, we must take the initiative to find Doihara's weaknesses and destroy his intelligence agencies."

"Brother Hao, you are right. We can't just sit there and wait for death. We must take the initiative." Monkey said.

Wang Hao said: "The most important thing right now is to be prepared. I believe the Japanese will find this place soon."

"So what should we do now?" Li San asked.

Wang Hao looked at everyone and said seriously, “We must prepare fortifications immediately.

We must make full use of the terrain here and set up more traps to prevent the Japanese from returning."

Everyone nodded and took action immediately.

Wang Hao and his team began to carefully survey the surrounding environment of this abandoned village.

Not to mention, this village is perfect for an ambush.

The village is surrounded by mountains behind, and the Japanese can't get through at all.

There is only a small path in front, and there is a patch of messy vegetation next to it, which is not suitable for attack.

As long as they set up an ambush on the small road ahead, they would definitely be able to kill a lot of the Japanese troops.

Wang Hao and his team were planning to set up various traps.

First, they decided to set a trap on the road at the entrance of the village.

The soldiers found some thick tree trunks and sharpened them.

It was buried in the middle of the road, with only a small part exposed.

It is covered with a thin layer of soil and fallen leaves, making it look very naturally camouflaged.

Once the Japanese vehicles passed by, their tires would be pierced by these sharp tree stumps and they would be stuck in trouble.

Just in case, they also set traps in the vegetation on both sides of the road.

They dug some deep pits, the bottoms of which were filled with sharp bamboo sticks and iron nails.

Mines were also laid and camouflaged with branches and straw mats.

If the Japs attacked from here, they would step into these deep pits.

Even if you don't fall into the pit, you will step on a landmine.

They also set up some rope traps on the road leading into the village.

These ropes were hidden in the grass, tied to a tree at one end and some heavy objects connected to the other end.

When the Japanese passed by, they triggered the rope and the heavy object fell and hit them.

At the same time, they also set up tripwires in the middle of the road to trip up the Japanese horses and infantry.

In addition to these physical traps, they also laid mines along the way.

After some effort, various traps were set up around the village.

In the Japanese command center, the atmosphere was so depressing that it made people feel breathless.

The old devil Iwamoto had a gloomy face, his hands clenched into fists, and flames of anger burning in his eyes.

He had just learned that the attack on Wang Hao and his men had failed again.

This was a series of defeats in recent times, which made him feel extremely bad.

"Baka!" Iwamoto roared, grabbed a teacup on the table and smashed it to the ground.

The teacup shattered instantly, making a crisp sound.

But this didn't seem to be enough to vent the anger in his heart.

He smashed several more teacups in succession, and the fragments flew everywhere.

Iwamoto paced back and forth in the command center, his face ashen and veins bulging on his forehead.

He just couldn't understand why those local guerrillas were so difficult to deal with.

It is obvious that their manpower and equipment are far inferior to those of the Imperial Army.

Why can we defeat them every time?

"These damn Eighth Route Army soldiers are just a bunch of cunning rats!" Iwamoto said gritting his teeth.

His eyes were bloodshot and his expression was ferocious and terrifying.

He slammed his fist on the table, making a dull sound.

Just then, the door was pushed open and Lieutenant General Doihara walked in.

His expression was equally ugly, and his eyes revealed a strong dissatisfaction.

Doihara said, "Commander-in-chief, what are you doing?"

Iwamoto's eyes widened in anger, he pointed at the air and shouted, "These Tubalu are so cunning!

It manages to slip away right under our noses every time, causing us to suffer such heavy losses."

Doihara snorted coldly and retorted: "Commander, it's not that the Tubalu are cunning, but that our soldiers are incompetent.

I have found out their exact location, but you can't capture them.

Isn't it because you guys didn't command well and your soldiers didn't fight well? "

The old devil Iwamoto's face became even gloomier.

He wanted to refute, but he couldn't deny what Doihara said.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Lieutenant General Doihara, our soldiers have been fighting hard.

But these local guerrillas always find ways to deal with us.

They used the terrain and set traps to catch us off guard."

Doihara frowned and said, "Then you should be more cautious and predict their actions in advance.

We can’t always be led by them.”

"Bakayaloo! Damn Wang Hao, I'm going to tear him into pieces."

Iwamoto roared again and kicked over the chair next to him.

The chair hit the ground heavily with a loud noise.

Doihara looked at Iwamoto and frowned slightly:

"Commander, now is not the time to be angry.

I have received the news and have found out where Wang Hao and his men are hiding."

When Iwamoto heard this, the anger on his face had not completely subsided.

But when he heard the news, a burning fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.

"Commander, the person has been found. What do you plan to do?" There was a hint of questioning and expectation in Doihara's tone.

Iwamoto's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

He gritted his teeth and said viciously:

"I'm going to fight them this time! I can't let them escape again."

His fists were clenched tightly and trembling slightly.

It was as if he was suppressing the anger that was about to explode.

Iwamoto quickly walked to the map, his eyes fixed on the location of the abandoned village where Wang Hao and others were located.

His brain was working rapidly, thinking about the battle plan.

"There are now less than 10,000 Japanese soldiers left who came to support us. We must not fail again." Iwamoto swore secretly in his heart.

"Someone, call Commander Mizuhara." Iwamoto shouted.

Soon, the commander of the Mizuhara division walked quickly into the command center and saluted.

"Commander, what do you want me to do?" asked the commander of the Mizuhara Division.

Iwamoto gritted his teeth and said, “Mizuhara-kun, we have found where Wang Hao and the others are hiding.

I now order you to lead 5,000 men and annihilate Wang Hao and his men in one fell swoop.

If so many people can't take down Wang Hao and his men, you'll be beheaded!"

Mizuhara's body shook slightly, but he did not hesitate at all.

He immediately nodded and bowed, and answered loudly: "Hey! Commander! I will definitely fulfill my mission!"