A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

Zheng Kaixuan has noticed that something is wrong with Wang Fugui these days.

This kid has been acting mysterious lately, and I don't know what he is secretly researching.

"What's in your bag?"

Zheng Kaixuan snatched the tattered bag from his hand, opened it, and found that it was half a bag of powder.

A foul smell suddenly hit him in the face, and Zheng Kaixuan couldn't help but cover his nose.

"What the hell is this?"

Wang Fugui chuckled.

"Captain, this is good stuff. It's a laxative. It's guaranteed to make the Japanese lose their pants."

"What? Laxatives?"

"Yes, I asked the local villagers for the recipe. It's a homemade laxative I developed. It contains senna leaves, croton seeds, bird droppings, moldy food scraps, mud where wild boars have rolled, and old mold from bat nests..."

"There are also mushrooms that might make you lie flat on your back if you eat them, scorpion tails, centipede legs, and dried black dog legs... I'll grind them all into powder and throw them into the Japs' water. If they don't poop for three days and three nights, hehe..."

Zheng Kaixuan was stunned when he heard this.

"Good boy, I really belong to you!"

Although this trick is a bit disadvantageous, it helps everyone score points.

Using it against the Japanese is not a disservice, it is definitely doing justice for the people, which is perfect.

"In that case, I'll use yours first. After you use mys, I'll use mine."

"Haha! I promise to complete the task."

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

That evening, when the sun was about to set, Wang Fugui, carrying a cloth bag and taking several soldiers from the Fourth Battalion, set out fully armed.

In the past few days, through drone reconnaissance, they have figured out all the situations of the Japanese positions.

The drone does not have precise positioning capabilities, so it is extremely difficult to throw this small bag of laxatives into the Japanese pot.

However, if we just throw it into the Japanese's water source, there is a certain chance.

The Japanese currently have only one place to get water, and that is a small pool at the foot of the Heiyunkou Canyon.

This pool of water is only two meters square and the water is not deep.

However, this is spring water that seeps out from the interior of the mountain, and it is indeed a source of living water.

In fact, when Zheng Kaixuan and his fellow villagers evacuated, they had no intention of leaving any wells for the Japanese to use. They had already blocked most of the wells that could be blocked.

Since they couldn't block the water, they threw a lot of dirty things into it, leaving no clean water source for the Japanese.

However, this pool is located in a relatively hidden place and contains running water, so it is impossible to block it.

Zheng Kaixuan had not expected that the Japanese could find the water source here.

Although the slopes of the Heiyunkou Canyon are relatively low, they extend far into the valley and are connected to the mountains behind Weizhuang.

A few kilometers away, there is a high hill.

Standing here, you can clearly observe the Heiyunkou Canyon and the situation of this water source.

The Japanese were naturally unfamiliar with this place, and they did not dare to go too deep into the mountains.

However, the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Regiment and Wang Fuguier were naturally very familiar with this area.

"Okay, everyone, get ready to work."

In the evening, around six o'clock.

Wang Fugui brought his soldiers to the top of the hill.

Under the drone, the robotic arms that were originally used to mount weapons are now replaced with small bags of laxatives, which are clamped by the robotic arms.

Wang Fugui had already conducted many experiments in advance.

As long as he controlled the robot arm remotely and released it in the same way as dropping a bomb, the small cloth bag would open instantly and all the powder would pour out.

"Whoosh..."

"Whoosh..."

Two drones flapped their wings and flew, and under the control of two soldiers, they roared towards the small pool at the mouth of the black cloud.

The Japanese did not send heavy troops to guard this small pond.

One reason is that there are weeds growing all over the area around the pool, leaving little room for people to stand.

Secondly, the troops of the Japanese brigade are stationed in the surrounding areas a little further away.

The Japanese felt that it was impossible for the spearhead regiment to sneak in here without alerting their main force.

In a slightly open area about ten meters away from the pool, on a rock under a big tree, two Japanese soldiers were sitting back to back.

These two devils were specifically responsible for guarding the pool.

The tasks of these two people are very easy. They don't do any work that pays a penny. They can be said to be extremely bored.

The two of them sat on the rocks, dozing off with their eyes closed out of boredom all day long.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, a faint vibrating sound was heard.

One of the Japanese soldiers was suddenly startled and hugged the gun tightly in his arms.

I looked up and around, but didn't see anything.

"Ozawa-kun, what's going on?"

Another Japanese soldier stretched and rubbed his eyes and asked.

"It's okay, Takizawa-kun, I think it was just a wasp that flew by..."

And just now.

Two drones were quietly hovering above the pool not too far away from them.

Wang Fugui was several kilometers away, observing and giving orders through a telescope.

"Drone No. 1, move right, about one meter to the right."

"Drone No. 2, move left, three meters to the left. Oh, right, this is the spot. Drop!"

As the robotic arm on the drone released, powder flew all over the sky, drifted onto the water surface, and then quickly dissolved into the water.

The two drones carried a lot of powder this time, about five or six kilograms in total.

Although there was fresh water seeping in from the bottom of the pool, such a large amount of medicinal powder was enough to change the color of the pool and make it slightly turbid.

This is also the reason why Wang Fugui chose to launch it in the evening.

During these few days, he had calculated the Japanese's cooking and water usage patterns.

From around 6:30 every evening, many Japanese soldiers from the kitchen team would come to fetch water on time.

The brigade of several thousand people consumes a lot of water. Basically, they have to work until around seven o'clock every day.

The water that was pumped out was directly poured into the pot and used for cooking.

Without the Japanese noticing, the two small drones dropped the laxatives and then flew back quietly.

Sure enough, before half past six, teams of Japanese soldiers from the kitchen squad came running over with buckets of water.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, and even if the pool water was slightly turbid, no one would notice.

Wang Fugui and the soldiers lay on the top of the hill, watching the Japanese soldiers fetching water, and couldn't help but smile.

"Let's go back and grind some laxatives. I guarantee that within three days, these little devils will be so exhausted that even their mothers won't recognize them..."