Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

Zhang Zizai was not just happy. While Okamoto was still drunk, he told him everything that Lin Qiang had told him, adding some exaggeration to it.

After hearing these words, Okamoto dropped the wine glass in his hand to the ground with a thud. "What? Zhang-san, this matter is very serious. You have to make sure the information is true!"

Zhang Zizai said confidently, "I'm sure the information is true. It was told to me by a spy I planted in the Eighth Route Army."

Hearing this, Okamoto had no doubts at all.

First of all, he had 100% trust in Zhang Zizai. The kind of trust that even if Zhang Zizai shot at him, Okamoto would think that there was an enemy behind him.

Of course, the most important thing is that all the information provided by Zhang Zizai was correct.

"Yoshi!"

After receiving this information, Okamoto no longer had the heart to drink. He only wanted to go to the gendarmerie to report this information.

But Zhang Zizai would not let him do so, because Zhang Yuntian had specifically instructed him before leaving that Okamoto must wait until the independent battalion launched the operation before he could reveal the information.

Otherwise, if the Japanese don't believe it, this plan will most likely not be able to continue. Even if the Japanese believe it later, the effect will be greatly reduced.

Seeing Okamoto's impatience, Zhang Zizai quickly said, "Mr. Okamoto, this matter cannot be rushed."

"Nani?"

Zhang Zizai explained, "Mr. Okamoto, there is no news about the Eighth Route Army's actions yet. If you report this information now, no one will believe you without evidence to support it."

"You need to wait until news of the Eighth Route Army's actions appears, and then immediately report it to the military police. This will have the desired effect. The military police will definitely look upon you with new eyes. Wouldn't that naturally earn you their attention?"

After hearing what Zhang Zizai said, Okamoto stopped holding the wine glass in front of his chest, as if thinking about something.

Zhang Zizai knew that Okamoto was weighing the pros and cons, but from the other party's expression, he could tell that what he had just said had worked.

After a while, Okamoto came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Zhang-san, what you said makes sense. This time, I will listen to you!"

"Here, this glass of wine, I toast you!"

"I dare not. Let me toast you with this glass of wine!"

If you say that this little Japanese soldier Okamoto is stupid, he is actually not stupid at all, he is just a little naive. If you say that he is smart, he has never doubted Zhang Zizai, not even at all.

For Zhang Zizai, this is the best way, which is why he risked being exposed and kept Okamoto alive.

If Okamoto died, Zhang Zizai knew very well that this mission would be impossible to complete.

The two women around him seemed to like Zhang Zizai very much and kept rubbing his arms.

Zhang Zizai knew this very well. It wasn't because they liked him, but because he could take them away from this cruel place.

Ever since he met Okamoto, Zhang Zizai knew that he was a lustful guy. Okamoto's residence bought batches of servants, most of whom were helped by Zhang Zizai.

But I have never seen anyone leave, so where did those servants go?

The answer is obvious.

Over time, everyone knew about Okamoto's deeds, so these two women acted like they liked Zhang Zizai very much.

But Zhang Zizai didn't care. He would just wash clothes and cook with it when he got it back, and at most just warm the bed.

As long as it wasn't someone sent by Okamoto to monitor him, he would accept it.

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After several hours of trekking, Zhang Yuntian returned to the base in the wind and snow.

At this time, Lin Qiang was worried about the situation of the team. Fighting in the wind and snow was very difficult.

However, the teams were unable to contact each other, so they could only hope that Hu Zi and the others would not act rashly until the snowstorm ended.

The first thing Zhang Yuntian did upon returning to the base was to find Lin Qiang and hurriedly said, "Battalion Commander, I have some bad news. The new Japanese military police have their own intelligence network, and they have spies in every one of our teams!"

"Battalion Commander, I'd rather believe it."

Lin Qiang temporarily put aside his concerns about the team's situation, nodded and said, "I'll notify the other teams right away."

Lin Qiang turned the phone around and the first call was to Li Yunlong.

After the call was connected, Lin Qiang said quickly without any nonsense: "Captain, it's me, Lin Qiang. I have something very important to tell you."

"Well, I've got accurate intelligence that there's a Japanese spy inside the Japanese independent regiment. I need you to do me a favor."

On the other end of the phone, Li Yunlong pondered and said, "What help do you need? Tell me."

"I need you to issue a combat readiness order to the Independent Regiment, creating the appearance that they are always ready to assist the Independent Battalion in liberating the county."

"Okay, anything else?"

"Nothing."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Qiang immediately called Ding Wei, the commander of the New 1st Regiment.

After the call was connected, Lin Qiang repeated what he had just said. Ding Wei agreed without asking any more questions.

Then came the new Second Regiment leader Kong Jie. Kong Jie only said one word "good" from beginning to end, and then the two hung up the phone.

As for whether there were spies in the independent battalion, Lin Qiang couldn't guarantee that there were none, but only a few company commanders knew about this mission, and the platoon leaders under him didn't even know why they had to attack the Japanese artillery towers and strongholds.

After notifying the three regiments, Lin Qiang was still not reassured, so he called the brigade commander and asked him to convey this request to the 771st and 772nd Regiments.

The brigade commander agreed without asking any questions and guaranteed that all the troops of the 386th Brigade would cooperate with the independent battalion to perform this drama well.

It was not uncommon for the Japanese to plant spies in their troops. Similarly, the Eighth Route Army also had spies in the Japanese troops. They could be businessmen, doctors, puppet soldiers, or even Japanese soldiers.

War is not only manifested on the battlefield. Any game between the enemy and us is a battle, and the outcome is also very important.

For example, in the independent camp, apart from Zhang Zizai and Ma Dashan, even Lin Qiang himself didn't know how many of his own people there were in several county towns.

The people sent by Lin Qiang are like a sapling. When it grows up, it will branch out and spread out. The fallen seeds will also sprout and grow. But Lin Qiang doesn't know how the tree grows. Except for the ones he planted with his own hands, he doesn't recognize the others.

Time passed little by little, and the wind and snow finally stopped in the afternoon. At this time, the sentries at the front line sent back news that the various troops had already started to take action.

The second company braved the wind and snow and successfully destroyed three Japanese artillery towers.

Hearing this, Lin Qiang looked at Zhang Yuntian helplessly: "This Qiangzi has no brains at all when it comes to fighting."

Zhang Yuntian smiled and said, "Don't tell me, with a general like Qiangzi, there are dozens of machine guns that can be replaced without any replacement."

The two men smiled, and then Lin Qiang said to the sentry: "Thank you for your hard work, go and change shifts."

"Don't forget to tell your shift replacement to keep a close eye on the movements of the Japanese in the county town, and report any anomalies to me immediately!"

"Yes!"