I used the Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) to fight the Japanese.

Wu Erdan grew increasingly excited. Although he worked for the Japanese, he still felt uneasy seeing them persecute civilians. Now that someone was standing up against the Japanese, and he could even offer a small favor, he certainly wouldn't miss the opportunity. Besides, that person held leverage over him!

Unfortunately, he hasn't gained the other party's trust yet and can't contact them proactively. He can only hope that the other party will contact him in time!

To his disappointment, Mancang found him on the evening of the third day! It was still at that teahouse, just as he was staggering from drinking and preparing to go find Xiao Taohong.

Without daring to delay, Wu Erdan blurted out all the information he knew, and Mancang fell into deep thought upon hearing it.

"You're saying that Inoue, that old devil, personally escorted this batch of flour? How many men did he bring?" Mancang asked.

“That’s right! I heard it with my own ears! I don’t know exactly how many people they brought, but the Japanese military police only have a dozen or so guards now; the rest have gone to Mafang Village,” Wu Erdan said.

"Got it! Be careful not to give yourself away!" Mancang said as he left the teahouse.

They only had one night to prepare for the grain transport the next morning, so they didn't have time to think much and called on their brothers to set off that very night to return to the old river ditch to ambush the enemy. This time, they also brought more than forty hunting dogs with them. The two famous reporters, Zhou Xingge and Zhang Jingya, insisted on coming along, saying that they had completed their training targets and would not hold them back. Mancang had no choice but to agree, but luckily Zaohua was at home with her parents, otherwise she would definitely have joined in the fun too.

"Brother, this isn't right! We just ambushed the Japanese here a few days ago. Would the Japanese still come this way?" After everyone had found a good hiding place, they whispered their doubts in his ear.

"Haha, if you can think of that, do you think the Japanese can? That's called being blind to what's right under your nose! The route to Seoul is the shortest, I don't believe the Japanese would be stupid enough to take the long way!" Mancang explained.

"The Japanese will definitely be on guard this time, so it won't be easy to win as easily as last time!" Manxiang continued.

“That’s true! The Japanese will be more cautious no matter which route they take! That’s why I ordered all the hunting dogs to be brought along. These hunting dogs will be our trump card when it comes to hand-to-hand combat! Get ready, this is going to be a tough battle!” Man Cang said.

"Okay, alright!..." Seeing that Mancang had made up his mind, Manxiang didn't say anything more and silently stuffed a few pieces of jerky into the mouths of the hunting dogs beside him.

Mancang wasn't the only one with uneasy thoughts; the other brothers were also feeling uneasy. However, out of trust in Mancang, they didn't ask, and could only keep feeding the hunting dogs around them.

The night passed quickly, and early in the morning, just as the sun rose above the horizon, a long convoy slowly approached from afar. It was Qingshui, still on duty at the forward observation post, who quickly ran over to report the news after making sure he had seen it clearly.

"How many cars are there in total?" Mancang asked.

"Seven vehicles, the same as last time!" Shimizu confirmed.

"Hmm?..." Man Cang's heart skipped a beat and he immediately realized something was wrong. Last time, there were sixty people escorting seven vehicles. This time, there are at least a hundred people escorting, so how come there are still only seven vehicles?

He quickly climbed a nearby tree, raised his binoculars, and looked towards the entrance. Through the binoculars, seven trucks slowly drove towards them; apart from the fact that the first and second trucks each had a light-duty handgun mounted on the roof of their cabs, they were identical!

Did Masao Inoue only bring a few dozen people with him?

No! Only the second car has a slightly flat tire; the tires on the other six cars are all normal!

In other words, only the second truck was carrying grain, while the others were full of Japanese soldiers!

This is a trap! A trap specifically set for them!

Thinking of this, I quickly looked further behind the convoy and saw that the road was empty except for the occasional early-rising villager.

Six out of the seven vehicles were filled with Japanese soldiers, meaning there were at least 180 Japanese soldiers dealing with them! The previous raids and looting of grain, the deliberate leaks of information, and today's grain transport were all designed to lure them out so that they could be wiped out in one fell swoop!

Damn it! The Japanese devils are using this trick of deception now!

Fine! Even if we can't seize the grain, taking down a Japanese squad of nearly two hundred men is not bad. I've been waiting all night, I should at least collect some interest!

"Brothers! Let the Japanese go through first, but don't attack! Shimizu, go to the valley exit and keep an eye out, don't let the Japanese find us," Mancang commanded in a low voice.

"Huh?...Why did you stop fighting?"

"Yeah! What happened?"

"Shh... There's no time to explain now, execute the order!" Mancang said, glancing at Qingshui, who was still in a daze, signaling him to quickly carry out the order.

"Huh?...You mean go to the exit to observe?" Shimizu asked, puzzled.

"Yes! Go quickly!" Mancang replied confidently.

"Okay!" Despite being puzzled, I still had to carry out the order.

Everyone stood ready in their positions, and although they were ordered not to fight, holding their posts was still essential.

The vehicle slowly drove into the valley, without sending anyone out to guard the front and back as before. Apart from two machine guns aiming back and forth on the mountains on both sides, there was no other movement.

The convoy quickly passed in front of the brothers, heading straight for the exit without stopping. Under everyone's watchful eyes, it drove out of the valley and into the distance!

"Huh? What's going on? Why are the Japanese just walking away like that? Aren't they even on guard?" Tiger realized something was wrong as he watched the Japanese walk away and asked.

“Yeah! Last time that guy even sent people down to be on guard! Is he going to be so blatant this time?” Da Zhao chimed in.

"Don't rush! Six out of those seven trucks are carrying Japanese soldiers! They're setting a trap for us, waiting for us to fall into it!" Mancang explained.

"A trap? What do you mean?"

"Six vehicles, that must be over a hundred people, right?"

"Damn it! So many!"

"Just let them go like this?"

"Wait! They'll be back soon! Everyone get your grenades ready, this time we'll fight the Japanese head-on!" Mancang continued.

"They'll come back? Impossible!"

"Yes, they've walked quite a distance!"

"What are you doing back here?"

"Go back and play again? What's the difference between that and playing just now?"

"Haha, this is called 'first prosperity, second exhaustion, third decline'! Get your grenades ready, we're going to play with grenades this time!" Mancang continued to explain.

"What was that again? What did you say?"

"Hey! What do you care about being stupid? Just prepare the grenades if you're told to! As long as you're not stupid yourself!"

"You're the one who's stupid! You're a complete idiot, the kind who can't even spin around!"

"Just listen to Uncle Cang, isn't that enough? Do whatever you're told. What's the point of worrying so much?"