Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

Since joining the Eighth Route Army, Zhang Zizai has become cautious in everything he does, for fear that he will not be able to return to the army alive.

After leaving the restaurant, he waited at the corner for a while, making sure that Okamoto was really drunk and did not follow him out. Only then did he leave with peace of mind and walk towards his camp.

It had been a long time since they last met Lin Qiang, so Zhang Zizai felt that he should go and report the news in person this time.

After handing the things he had packed back to a few of his men, Zhang Zizai said to them, "I'm going to the base. If the devils ask about it, just tell them I'm going home to visit my family."

He informed his subordinates just in case. Generally speaking, no Japanese would come to him on purpose. After all, except for Okamoto, he had a bad relationship with other Japanese.

Moreover, he is not under the jurisdiction of other devils, but directly under the jurisdiction of the gendarmerie.

"Captain, are the Japanese going to attack our base?"

The subordinates did not know Zhang Zizai's plan yet. They only knew that they were in Cao's camp but their hearts were with Han.

He didn't tell his men about the plan because he was worried that someone would let it slip after getting drunk. Zhang Zizai was not worried that anyone would betray him. These people had all followed him out of the pile of dead bodies, so there was absolutely no possibility that there would be traitors among them.

But he couldn't guarantee that he would just drink too much and talk nonsense.

Therefore, he didn't intend to tell anyone about this plan until the day of action: "Eating can't shut you up, right?"

"Okay, Captain, you go ahead."

The men returned to the house with good wine and food: "Brothers, the captain has brought us more food!"

Zhang Zizai's team had more than 30 people. In addition to being responsible for interrogation at the city gate, they were also responsible for a Japanese warehouse, so there were not many people in the camp.

In order not to attract attention, Zhang Zizai changed his clothes and then walked slowly on the street, leading his little mare.

Only after leaving the county town did he mount his horse and gallop towards a row of bases.

……

After Xiaowangzhuang was captured, Lin Qiang deployed several secret sentries to prevent the Japanese from launching a sneak attack in the middle of the night.

If these secret sentries discover anything, they will immediately send a signal to the soldiers at the checkpoint, giving the soldiers enough time to respond.

Zhang Zizai came from the direction of Xiaowangzhuang. Only then did he realize that the Japanese soldiers in Xiaowangzhuang were gone and all the houses had been blown up.

When he saw this scene, the first thing that came to his mind was a row of troops, but when he thought about it carefully, a row of troops was not strong, and it would not be an easy task to capture Xiaowangzhuang.

The only team that could end the battle before the Japanese in the county town could react was the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army in Dagushan.

Looking at this matter from his perspective, his only guess is that Xiaowangzhuang has a great influence on the base. In order to eliminate this influence, the platoon leader spent a considerable amount of money to ask the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army to take action to resolve it.

Not long after walking forward, Zhang Zizai saw the checkpoint at the foot of the mountain.

The moment he saw it, he was very surprised. With only a row of soldiers, there was no need to set up a checkpoint at the foot of the mountain. Moreover, it would take a lot of time to report the news from here.

"stop!"

The sentry immediately stopped Zhang Zizai, pointed his gun at him, and asked, "Who are you?"

Few people could ride horses these days, and they rode around in these places wearing satin.

"I'm Zhang Zizai from the county town. I'm here to find Zhang Yuntian. I have important information to tell him!"

After hearing Zhang Zizai's name, the sentry's vigilance dropped significantly, at least he put away his gun. "So it's a comrade from the county town. Wait a moment, I'll report to the platoon leader."

"Comrade, why don't you ride my horse and report!"

This place is some distance away from the base, and it has to climb a mountain. It is unknown how long it will take to go there and back. Zhang Zizai did not dare to go out for too long, for fear of arousing the suspicion of the Japanese.

"Need not!"

The sentry made a series of movements that Zhang Zizai couldn't understand, and reported the situation here to a small object. Just when he was still confused, the sentry said to him, "Comrade, the platoon leader asked you to go up."

"what?"

Zhang Zizai looked at him puzzledly and asked, "How did you get in touch with the platoon leader? And why were you talking to that thing?"

The sentry fiddled with the radio headset beside his ear and said with a smile, "You're talking about this? This is a radio communication. As long as you speak into this thing, the platoon leader can hear it. Similarly, if the platoon leader speaks, we can hear it here."

"You'd better go up first, the platoon leader is waiting for you!"

This was beyond his understanding. This tiny thing actually worked better than a phone!

"Thank you, I'll go up first!"

It didn't take too long to ride to the base on horseback. After Zhang Zizai entered the gate, he saw his cousin Zhang Yuntian and platoon leader Lin Qiang waiting for him.

"Xu~"

After the horse stopped, he quickly dismounted, walked quickly to Lin Qiang, and saluted, "Hello, Platoon Leader!"

Lin Qiang quickly put his hand down and said with a smile, "Don't salute when you meet in the future. Don't you know that on the battlefield, the first person to be killed is the commander?"

But at this moment, Zhang Zizai didn't hear what Lin Qiang said at all. He was deeply shocked.

Looking around, the training ground was crowded with people, about five or six hundred people at most.

Look at the equipment placed aside, all of them are Type 38 rifles.

Is this still the small team of a hundred people?

Is this still the row I remember?

"Platoon leader, can you tell me how to contact the sentry at the foot of the mountain?"

“This one, it’s the same.”

Lin Qiang explained it simply and clearly, which finally resolved Zhang Zizai's confusion.

"and many more!"

Zhang Zizai had already been a soldier in the first platoon, and suddenly many things about the first platoon popped up in his mind. What shocked him the most was that there was an arsenal and a hospital in the base!

"Gulu~"

Zhang Zizai swallowed and asked, "Platoon Leader, was Xiaowangzhuang done by our team?"

"Who else could it be?"

Zhang Yuntian explained to his cousin, "Besides us, is there another Eighth Route Army unit nearby? You don't think that Xiaowangzhuang was taken down by the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, do you?"

Zhang Zizai nodded with difficulty, the information in his mind was too shocking.

"It would be great if it was really done by the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army."

Zhang Yuntian said dissatisfiedly: "This Xiaowangzhuang is right at the doorstep of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army. It has been such a long time and they haven't cleaned it up. I think the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army is not sincere..."

"Say less!"

Lin Qiang interrupted Zhang Yuntian and said, "Tell me what important information you brought."

Before answering Lin Qiang, Zhang Zizai asked dully, "Platoon leader, is this still the first platoon?"

The team of thousands of people has grown unprecedentedly. They have guns and cannons!

It also has its own arsenal and is producing an assault rifle that has never been seen before.

Is this still a queue?

Lin Qiang smiled slightly: "Why isn't this a row?"