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Chapter 183 The Disgusted Dragon Article

Time passed by, and it was almost noon. The sun dispersed the fog, and the sudden rise in temperature made the two of them very uncomfortable.

Meng Fanglia was still writing and drawing on the map. They basically recorded all the firepower points and defense situations on the three defense lines.

"Did you hear the sound?"

At this time, a burst of whistles suddenly came from the distance, which was the Japanese meal whistle.

"There is also movement in the machine gun nest. They want to eat." Long Wenwen said with a smile.

I saw several Japanese cooks in front carrying large wooden barrels coming to the position, as if they appeared suddenly, and I didn't even see which direction they came from.

"I didn't see any movement, the food was just brought out." Long Wenwen chuckled lightly and asked Meng Fanlai, "Did you see the smoke?"

"I see, those grandsons have started to eat, but the young master is still starving here in the sun."

Looking at the little devils feasting not far away, Meng Fanglia couldn't help but smack his mouth. Apart from drinking some water, they hadn't eaten a bite of food since last night.

"Humph, they are all prepared in far away places and delivered here. Food can be delivered here, as well as people, weapons, and ammunition! Their tunnels really extend in all directions."

Long Wenwen's mind was not on food. He looked around with a telescope and said thoughtfully: "What we see may not be accurate. There are six machine gun nests now, and maybe there will be sixteen in the blink of an eye!"

"

Their tunnels connected each machine gun fort, and even each foxhole had a small passage connected to the main tunnel. The Japanese could transfer and reinforce from these tunnel entrances at any time and at any time.

"Hehe, the leader really predicted it. They really dug through the entire mountain."

"I said, why are you having so much fun?"

Meng Fanxiao couldn't understand him. It was obviously a bad situation. Why was this guy laughing?

"Boy, can you believe it or not? From our location, you can follow any tunnel to reach the tree fort on the top of the mountain, and the lighting inside is definitely not good. How about we take a gamble?" Long Wenwen came inexplicably.

One sentence.

"What am I betting on you? Besides...Eh? What are you doing?"

Before Meng Fannie could finish, Long Wenwen began to take off his helmet and camouflage, taking off all his equipment, leaving only a pistol and a dagger on his body.

"I have to go and explore. I have to go, otherwise this trip will be in vain."

Meng Fan was so frightened that he tugged on his trouser leg: "Sir, can you come out alive after going in? You are looking for death!"

Unexpectedly, Long Wenwen kicked him away and cursed in a low voice impatiently: "Fuck you, uncle, can you say something auspicious?"

After Long Wenwen finished speaking, he crawled forward. At this moment, the Japanese troops were nesting behind the sandbags to eat, and the security on the position was reduced to a minimum. This was an excellent opportunity.

He lowered his body and leaned on the mountain wall and walked forward cautiously. A few meters away was a Japanese trench fortification.

Most of the little Japanese soldiers were sitting in the trench and engrossed in eating. Two Japanese soldiers standing on the edge took a random look outside. After confirming that nothing was wrong, they turned around, picked up their lunch boxes and started eating.

Long Wenwen looked at the time and ran quickly to the bottom of the position. Above his head were fortifications and barbed wire. Not far in front of him, there was a small round hole covered with sandbags, and some liquid was still flowing out of the hole.

Unidentified liquid.

He quickly approached the hole, and a pungent smell hit his face, without even thinking about what it was.

The voices of the Japanese soldiers in the position above seemed to be in his ears. At this moment, there was no room for hesitation. Long Wenwen gritted his teeth and quickly got into the hole.

The disgusting smell became stronger and stronger. Long Wenwen quickly held his nose and breathed through his mouth, which could at least reduce the irritation caused by the stench.

He calmed down and looked at the small hole, which was only for a crawler to walk through. The texture under his hand puzzled him, and when he tapped it lightly, it made a dull sound like steel.

The entire small hole is made of gasoline barrels, and it is unfathomable and unknown where it connects.

No matter what, go in and take a look!

Long Wenwen's crazy behavior frightened Meng Fan. This bastard did whatever he said. What if he is the only one left here now?

Meng Fanglia subconsciously raised his rifle. Long Wenwen disappeared after turning around the mountain wall. He was afraid of being exposed and did not dare to make too many moves. He could only pray in his heart that this reckless grandson could return safely.



Waiting is perhaps the biggest chore in the world. When I was bored, I took out the map and checked the fire points marked on it over and over again.

From time to time, rapid gunfire sounded from the Japanese position in the distance. Like a frightened bird, he hugged his rifle nervously, and the Japanese soldiers who were as bored as him began to practice marksmanship on the wild grass in the mountains and forests.

As the sun set, time passed little by little, but Long Wenwen did not return at all. This made Meng Fanle feel more and more scared. He even wondered if he would die in this bush.

How crazy does a person have to be to do something like this? Long Wenwen is definitely the most desperate person he knows.

Could it be that the dead one who is tougher than a cockroach is really dead? Why hasn't he come back yet?

At the same time, Long Wenwen, who had crawled into the tunnel, had unknowingly touched the depths of the Nantianmen tunnel group.

The situation inside was just as he expected. It was dark, damp, and the light was extremely poor. There were only a few important passages with a kerosene lamp standing here.

The air quality in the tunnel was very poor. The ventilation system of the Japanese army was probably not very good. The deeper you walked, the more you felt your chest becoming tighter.

And it's filled with all kinds of unpleasant smells, just like stinky socks that haven't been washed for a month and are thrown into a herring can to ferment for a month and then taken out.

It’s no wonder that their sewage outlet is far away from the living area. Coupled with the dim lighting and complicated environment, it is very difficult for you to find the toilet or walk outside in a short time.

Therefore, when many Japanese soldiers were in a hurry, they would just find a deserted place to solve the problem, and this kind of thing happened repeatedly. It is really hard to imagine how the Japanese could stay in such a place for a long time.

So many Japanese soldiers were unwilling to stay inside. Takeuchi Renshan was also very troubled by this. He did not have more time to improve the various conditions inside the tunnel. He could only let most of the soldiers stay outside when necessary.

Only then will you enter the underground passage.

But all this has given Long Wenzhang great convenience. There are not many Japanese in the tunnel now.

He made careful progress along the way from the sewage outlet. Although he encountered a wave of Japanese troops, they found no trace of him.

Long Wenwen walked through the maze-like tunnel. In his memory, he had already turned three turns, and finally saw a glimmer of light at the fourth turn.

Because the target was the tree fort on the top of the mountain, he had been looking for an upward passage. The position of the kerosene lamp in the distance just illuminated the direction ahead.

A wide passage comes into view. The passage extends upward at a 40° slope. It is reinforced with thick wooden piles all around. There are electric lights on the top, and a light will illuminate every 20 meters.

From time to time, several Japanese people walked through the passage. Long Wenwen hid in the shadows where the light could not reach him. He no longer dared to go any further, but he was more or less sure that this was the traffic road leading to the top of the mountain. .

It was almost done. Just when he was about to retreat, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Dosidano?"

Long Wenwen was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He quickly turned around and his hand instantly grasped the handle of the knife behind his waist.

A Japanese man stood 2 meters behind him. He could not see clearly under the dim light. Likewise, the Japanese man did not notice anything different about him.

"What team are you in? What team are you in? What are you doing here?"

Long Wenwen couldn't understand the jabbering Japanese, but it sounded like the Japanese was still an officer. He didn't dare to move for the time being. He couldn't shoot here, otherwise he would stir up a hornet's nest. He could only kill him with a single blow with a knife. .

"Asshole! Are you deaf when I'm talking to you?"

The Japanese officer was a little angry. "This little soldier" dared not answer his questions. It seemed that he had to be slapped several times.

Long Wenwen had quietly drawn out his dagger at this moment, waiting for him to get close before killing him.

But the officer stopped as soon as he took two steps forward. He pinched his nose and said dissatisfiedly: "Ugh...it smells so bad! Did you fall into a cesspool?"

With the faint light, the officer finally saw Long Wenwen's appearance, but the latter's face and body were covered with filth, accompanied by bursts of stench.

"Hi!"

Long Wenwen, who didn't understand why, had no choice but to lower his head and answer loudly like the Japanese.

"Hey, you are such an idiot!" The officer took two steps back and fanned the air in front of him in disgust.

He didn't have too much doubt about this. The main passages with lights were fine. In those traffic lanes where you couldn't see your fingers, you often stepped on the excrement of your companions. This kind of thing happened too often.
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