"What should I do? This little devil is so shrewd that he can't come out of his turtle shell. How can I kill him?" Yue Feng thought anxiously as he sat by the campfire and secretly paid attention to the movement in the tent.
It has been half an hour since he arrived here, but Captain Osaka Kusaburo has not been seen coming out yet, and the surrounding Japs are still so tight on guard, with no loopholes to exploit.
As time went by, Yue Feng became a little anxious. It was not an option to continue like this. Once the Japanese discovered that the patrol was abnormal, disaster would be catastrophic for people like him.
Yue Feng didn't think that he, Zhao Zilong, could fight his way out from being surrounded by so many Japanese.
However, now he has no choice but to wait for the opportunity.
"I wonder what's going on with Chu Yifei?" Yue Feng tried to call Chu Yifei, but found that he didn't answer at all, which made him even more worried.
Chu Yifei is more impulsive and sometimes does things without considering the consequences. Yue Feng is really worried that he will cause trouble because of his recklessness, but there is no point in saying anything now. Chu Yifei can't be contacted. What he will do depends on him.
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Just when Yue Feng was thinking wildly, suddenly a Japanese man yelled from behind, "Get out of the way, you greedy stupid pig waiting to die, don't block my old man's way." At the same time, someone kicked him in the butt.
Yue Feng was angry at first, but then he heard Chu Yifei's voice and hurriedly looked back, only to see that he had changed into the clothes of the Japanese cooking class at some time, carrying a large food box in his hand, and behind him
Follow the special operations team members dressed as cooks.
Seeing Yue Feng looking at him, Chu Yifei winked at him, showed a bad smile, and then walked past him and went straight to the tent where Kusaburo Osaka worked.
"Stop, what are you doing?" Two sentries stopped Chu Yifei again and asked.
Chu Yifei glared, and then cursed, "Baga, these are the sashimi, clear soup, and fresh caviar that the captain asked for. Don't you want to try them first?"
The two sentries hurriedly took a step back, lowered their heads and said, "I'm sorry, we didn't know this was the supper ordered by the commander. Please come over."
"I bet, this kid just went in like that." Yue Feng, who was not far away, was stunned. He didn't expect that this kid Chu Yifei could even come up with this idea, but this method is really good.
Chu Yifei swaggered through the Japanese sentries, came directly to the tent door, and shouted: Report.
A nasally voice came from the room, "Come in."
Chu Yifei took a deep breath, then opened the tent door and walked in. Several special forces members also walked in carrying their things.
The tent was very spacious. There was a long table in the center, with a sand table on top, and a few chairs scattered around. Several wing staff were busy busy without even looking at them.
Chu Yifei looked towards the table and found a short Japanese officer standing beside the table. Judging from the badge on his collar, he was a colonel. There was also a Japanese officer standing next to him, with the rank of lieutenant colonel.
Chu Yifei carried a large food box and walked towards the two Japanese officers, while several special operations team members quietly moved towards the personnel of the wing headquarters.
Hearing the footsteps, Osaka Kusaburo raised his head and glanced at Chu Yifei, who was dressed as a cook, and then smiled and said to Yamamoto Ryuichi, "Yamamoto-kun, don't tell me, I'm really hungry, let's have some midnight snacks."
Bar."
Yamamoto Ryuichi also smiled and waved to Chu Yifei, "Come here."
Chu Yifei responded, then quickly walked towards them, placed the food box in his hand on the table nearby, and then reached out to lift the lid.
At this time, Osaka Kusaburo and Yamamoto Ryuichi had already come to him. They seemed to be really hungry. "Yaoxi, is there any caviar today?"
With a weird smile on his face, Chu Yifei reached out and opened the lid of the food box, "Yes, there is not only caviar, but also soup."
He said it in Japanese, so Osaka Kusaburo and Yamamoto Ryuichi all heard it clearly. They looked down in confusion, and their eyes widened.
There was no caviar in the food box, but instead there was a sharp dagger.
"You——" The two Japanese officers broke into a cold sweat and suddenly raised their heads to look at Chu Yifei. At the same time, they reached out to pull out the pistols from their waists.
A cold light burst out in the tent, passed between the two people's necks, and then fell into Chu Yifei's palm. It turned out to be the dagger placed in the food box.
Shaking the dagger dripping with blood, Chu Yifei inserted the dagger into the scabbard on his leg, then looked at Osaka Kusaburo and Yamamoto Ryuichi, who were looking at him with wide eyes, and chuckled, "You two,
Is the sliced soup delicious?"
At this time, blood burst out from the necks of the two people, staining the table in front of them and the documents on it red, and then they fell backwards.
Chu Yifei gestured to the special forces team members who had dealt with the remaining Japs, then carried Osaka Kusaburo and Yamamoto Ryuichi inside, pretending to be asleep, and then exited the tent.
Standing at the door of the tent, Chu Yifei shouted to the Japanese sentry at the door, "The commander is sleepy and needs to rest for half an hour. He ordered that no one should be seen during this period. You must stand guard and don't let anyone come in to disturb you."
"Yes!" the two Japanese sentries responded in unison.
Chu Yifei secretly smiled in his heart, and left the place with the special forces team in a swagger, walking towards Yue Feng. As he passed by them, he quietly threw a few paper bags to each of them.
Yue Feng opened the paper package and found half a roast chicken and a few steamed buns. He couldn't help but smile, "It's a bit conscience."
The fact that Chu Yifei was able to show off so arrogantly meant that the Japs' captain Osaka Kusaburo had been killed, so there was no point for them to stay here. Yue Feng and a few special forces members were biting the roast chicken while standing up and heading toward the others.
Go to the tent.
Because they were digging all night, there was no shortage of resting Japanese in the camp. As long as Yue Feng and others did not get close to Osaka Kusaburo's tent, they would not attract the enemy's attention by walking around anywhere else.
While walking around seemingly casually with the special forces team members, Yue Feng was actually looking for the Japs' warehouses and arsenals. Since Chu Yifei had killed the Japs' captain, he couldn't come in vain. At the very least, he had to pay the price.
Only by destroying the enemy's logistics system.
After walking through several tents, Yue Peng continued to walk forward and finally saw a lonely tent in the corner.
This tent was very large, several times the size of other tents. Around the tent, every dozen or so steps stood a Japanese soldier, standing upright.
"Yes, this is the arsenal of the Japs." Yue Peng could tell at a glance that this should be the arsenal of the Japs unit, and it was also his target.
"Let's go!" Yue Peng winked at several special operations team members, and then took the lead and walked towards the door of the arsenal.
A few staggering Japanese soldiers walked towards the arsenal, laughing and joking as they walked. The Japanese soldiers guarding the arsenal couldn't miss it. They immediately waved their hands and shouted, "This is a military restricted area, leave quickly."
"What did you say?" Yue Feng pretended to drink too much and asked while craning his neck while continuing to walk forward.
While talking, the distance between the two people has become much closer.