Ding Wei lit a cigarette coolly, looked at the military map on the table, and thought about how he could attack his mother's stronghold in Huzhuang again.
Now that the little devil has repaired the Huzhuang stronghold, it makes no sense not to continue to attack it.
Moreover, Ding Wei also saw two Type 97 90mm light mortars from the Huzhuang stronghold.
It also has a nickname, small steel cannon.
This is a fucking treasure.
With it, it can provide long-range fire support to infantry, which is many times better than a grenade.
The Huzhuang stronghold has just been rebuilt, and the little devils in the stronghold must have never imagined that someone would attack them at this time.
But the little devil is not stupid either.
Otherwise, they would not have strengthened the defenses around the Huzhuang stronghold and added two mortars to the Huzhuang stronghold.
Luring the snake out of its hole will definitely not work. The little devil suffered a loss last time and will never fall into the trap again.
The only way is to destroy it from within!
Ding Wei's eyes lit up, and he immediately thought of a way to capture the stronghold.
So what if the Huzhuang stronghold is well-defended?
No matter how strong a fortress is, it can always be breached from within!
After this period of actual combat training, the tactical literacy of the soldiers of the 28th Regiment has also been improved.
It just so happens that the Huzhuang stronghold can be used to test the training results of the soldiers during this period.
Just do it.
Ding Wei is a very pragmatic person, and he immediately shouted at the top of his lungs: "Xiao Wang!"
The words just fell.
"Here!" Wang Chao walked in quickly and stood up and said, "Captain, are you looking for me?"
"Go and call Ma Han!" Ding Wei said: "Just tell me that I have something to do with him!"
"Yes!" Wang Chao stood up and saluted, turned around and ran out.
Not a moment.
Mahan ran in happily: "Captain? What's wrong? Do we have a new mission?"
Since he killed a Japanese squadron last time, Mahan has become more and more arrogant. He wants to go out and fight the Japanese all day long, and wants to get back all the humiliation he suffered from the Japanese.
Ding Wei nodded: "Take 60 soldiers with good marksmanship, let them change into Japanese clothes, drive a truck and go out with me, I will take you to make a fortune today!"
"Ah? Change into Japanese clothes?" Ma Han was stunned and didn't react for a moment.
Ding Wei smiled and said: "That's right! Go quickly!"
"Yes!" Although Ma Han was confused, he still strictly followed Ding Wei's order.
ten minutes later.
Mahan and the others had already changed into the military uniforms of the Japs and gathered in the playground, while Ding Wei had also changed into the captain's uniform of Kamezo Iwata.
This is exactly like the organization of a Japanese combat team.
If they didn't speak, no one would be able to tell that they were actually a team in disguise.
"The little devil has rebuilt the Huzhuang stronghold again!" Ding Wei bluntly stated the combat mission.
"So our operation this time is to enter the Huzhuang stronghold and kill the enemies in the stronghold! Grab their equipment and materials again!"
this time.
Ding Wei no longer chooses to destroy the Huzhuang stronghold. It would be good to leave such a place to collect wool. After robbing them, he can raise them for a while and wait until they are fat before continuing to slaughter them!
It's a pity that the little devil doesn't know Ding Wei's inner thoughts, otherwise he would be so angry that he would vomit three liters of blood.
As soon as they heard that they were going to attack the Japanese stronghold again, the soldiers suddenly became excited and looked full of fighting spirit.
The system prompt sounded again.
"The detection host is preparing to go to the Huzhuang stronghold."
"Choose one, defeat or annihilate all the enemy forces in the stronghold, and obtain advanced Japanese rewards."
"Option two, destroy the Huzhuang stronghold again and obtain a Type 97 mortar."
"Note: The reward for advanced Japanese is proficiency in all Japanese accents."
Ah!
Ding Wei sneered and chose one decisively.
They are not stupid. Choosing one can not only strengthen their original Japanese skills, but as long as the Huzhuang stronghold is there for a day, they can continue to harvest the enemy's wool.
If this fat sheep is slaughtered for a mortar, then the gain outweighs the loss.
Besides, there were originally two mortars in the Huzhuang stronghold!
Any fool knows how to choose.
As soon as the choice was made, Ding Wei felt that he had some more memories of the Japanese accent in his mind.
Now when Ding Wei communicates in Japanese, he can switch between Kyoto, Sendai, Osaka and other accents at any time.
"Let's go!" Ding Wei pointed at the truck with great enthusiasm.
Under Ding Wei's patient guidance, most of the soldiers in the regiment learned to drive trucks.
The soldiers would also practice driving skills when they had nothing to do. Because of this, the five barrels of gasoline seized quickly ran out.
So in addition to grabbing equipment, Ding Wei also urgently needs to grab some gasoline, otherwise these three trucks will be no different from scrap metal.
After a bumpy journey, Ding Wei and others finally arrived at the gate of Huzhuang stronghold.
"Hey! Who are you!"
The Japanese sergeant and several Japanese soldiers stopped the truck and asked.
"We were out on a mission, and we discovered halfway through that the truck was running low on gasoline!" Ding Wei glanced at the fuel tank, his expression unchanged.
Hearing that Ding Wei had a Kansai accent, the Japanese soldier who blocked the road suddenly expressed surprise: "Sir? Are you from Kansai?"
Ding Wei nodded slightly: "Yes, it's a pity that I haven't been back for a long time. I really miss the takoyaki made by Ria Ai-chan!"
"Do you also know about Li Ai-chan?" Jaap Sergeant was a little surprised, and he forgot about what he was planning to ask about Ding Wei's identity.
Ding Wei nodded.
Obanri's love for takoyaki was something he accidentally learned about in his previous life, but he didn't expect it to be useful today.
Ding Wei has a strong Osaka accent, and he can also speak the Riai takoyaki that only Osaka people know.
The Japanese military officer no longer doubted Ding Wei's identity, and immediately greeted Ding Wei and the others warmly as they walked into the Huzhuang stronghold.
The soldiers were dumbfounded and gave Ding Wei a thumbs up in their hearts.
"Sir, please rest here first. I will arrange for someone to help you cheer up right away!" the Japanese Army Commander said flatteringly.
Ding Wei nodded slightly and said nothing.
Immediately, he wandered around the stronghold casually, got a general idea of the situation inside the stronghold, and then rejoined his team.
Except for the tighter peripheral defense, the entire Huzhuang stronghold has not changed much. The overall structure is still two bunkers sandwiching a gun tower.
If I have to say something, it is that the stronghold is currently full of Japanese soldiers, with a total of 30 people, and not even half of the puppet army's Mao can be seen.
They probably also thought the puppet troops were useless, so they simply stationed half a squad of troops.
"You don't speak Japanese. No matter what they say to you, don't pay attention to whether they heard it or not!" Ding Wei warned the soldiers carefully, worried that the secret would be exposed.
Hearing the beeping of the telegram coming from the blockhouse, Ding Wei's heart moved and he walked towards the blockhouse pretending not to care.
When the soldiers in the gun tower saw the rank of captain on Ding Wei's shoulder, they immediately stood up and saluted.
Ding Wei pretended to be high-minded and nodded arrogantly: "The Eighth Route Army has been active recently, you must ensure the safety of the points!"