The Japanese sergeant held his sword in his hand and approached Luo Xiao and the others step by step, while the surrounding Japanese soldiers also pulled the bolts of their rifles, as if they were about to take action.
Yue Feng, who was behind Luo Xiao, was already sweating where his hand was holding the handle of the gun. He was waiting for Luo Xiao's order, and then he would take action.
The concession pass was stained with the blood of some Japanese soldiers, but it was discovered by a Japanese sergeant with a nose sharper than a wolf dog, which led to this dangerous situation.
Luo Xiao frowned, and then burst out laughing. His right hand hanging in his sleeve stretched out. There was an obvious wound on it, and blood was still dripping down. "I accidentally cut it in the car just now."
My hands were stained when I took the concession pass. I didn’t expect your nose to be so sharp, haha.”
The Japanese Army officer looked at the wound with blood flowing out, and then looked at the fresh donated blood stained on the concession pass. He couldn't help but nodded, showing a look of relief, "I see, it seems that I am too nervous.
I'm sorry." As he spoke, he bowed to Luo Xiao.
"It doesn't matter. This shows that you are serious about your duty and should be praised." Luo Xiao also waved his hand pretending to be generous, and then took back the charter pass from the Japanese Army Cao.
With a wave of his hand, the Japanese military commander made the Japanese blocking the road move out of the way, then removed the roadblocks and cleared the way to the Port Arthur terminal.
Luo Xiao stuffed the concession pass back into his jacket pocket, got back into the truck, and shouted, "Let's go."
The truck started, passed the roadblock and rushed straight to the dock.
Behind him, the Japanese sergeant stared for a long time, then turned around and continued to direct the Japanese soldiers to be on guard.
After passing the roadblock, there is a passage of about one mile, with reinforced concrete domes on both sides, giving people the feeling of walking underground.
Yue Feng was silent for a moment and suddenly spoke, "Captain, what happened to you just now?"
Luo Xiao knew that he was asking about his hand, so he smiled and said calmly, "It's nothing, it's just a little trick."
Yue Feng stopped talking. He knew that Luo Xiao must have used the five-inch steel needle in his sleeve to prick his finger. This was how he created the illusion that his hand was scratched and deceived the Japanese.
The truck was speeding, no one said anything, everyone was recharging their energy, waiting for a possible battle.
Luo Xiao and the team members all knew that once they entered the dock warehouse, it would be impossible to complete the mission silently without alerting the Japanese. There would probably be a fierce battle by then.
The time spent in the passage was not long, and I quickly walked out. In front of me, I saw a tall iron gate, with high walls on both sides, covered with barbed wire. There was a guard post at a distance, and there were
The devils were moving back and forth.
When the truck arrived in front of the big iron gate, the special operations team member driving the truck sounded the horn and notified the Japanese guarding the big iron gate. Someone in the control room immediately opened the iron gate. Of course, they had seen the concession pass that Luo Xiao took out in advance.
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The truck sped in and drove along the road towards the dock.
The dock warehouse was built on the dock. On one side was the dock of the port, and on the other side were tall warehouses. Luo Xiao and the others stopped at the dock, at the gates of those warehouses.
"What supplies do you want to withdraw?" The Japanese who was responsible for guarding the warehouse came over, took the concession pass from Luo Xiao's hand, looked at it, "Oh, these supplies are in warehouse No. 6, you follow me."
Luo Xiao jumped out of the car and directed some special operations team members to follow the Japanese soldier towards Warehouse No. 6. He and Yue Feng leaned on the front of the car, pretending to rest, but actually observing the surrounding terrain.
There are more than twenty warehouses on the dock, all of the same size, the only difference is the number plate at the door.
Luo Xiao took out a cigarette from his pocket, then lit it and held it in his mouth. Yue Peng pretended to light the cigarette for him, came closer to him, and said softly, "I looked, this warehouse is relatively scattered, I'm afraid it will explode at one location.
It’s not easy to blow them all up.”
"Then detonate more, find the enemy's oil and ammunition warehouses, and use them as support." Luo Xiao thought for a moment and came up with a solution.
At this time, a Japanese soldier came over and gave Luo Xiao a military salute, "Sir, no smoking here."
Smoking is generally not allowed in the warehouse area, and Luo Xiao did this on purpose, firstly to make it easier to talk to Yue Feng, but also to attract the Japs here.
There are only two Japs guarding the gate of each warehouse, but there are Japs patrols on the pier every five minutes, with wolves and dogs, which is more troublesome.
"Excuse me, where is the toilet? I want to pee!" Luo Xiao pretended to go to the toilet and asked, holding her stomach.
The Japanese thought for a moment, then pointed his hand, "Sir, it's over there, behind Warehouse No. 11."
"Yao Xi, I'll come as soon as I go!" Luo Xiao ran toward Warehouse No. 11, clutching her stomach, as if she couldn't bear it any longer.
The Japanese did not doubt that he was there, so they turned around and walked back to the warehouse door to carry out their mission.
Yue Feng stood next to the truck and watched Luo Xiao leave. After about three or four minutes, he pretended to go to the toilet and ran in the direction of Luo Xiao while shouting, "Wait for me, wait for me."
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"Really, you need a companion to go to the toilet." The Japanese soldier guarding the door of the warehouse couldn't help but laugh, thinking Yue Feng was very interesting.
But they didn't know that the two people didn't enter the toilet at all, but walked around to the back of Warehouse No. 11 and stopped.
Looking at the high back wall of the warehouse and a small window about three or four meters above the ground, Luo Xiao whispered, "Yue Feng, I will climb up to the roof and enter the Japanese ammunition warehouse. You return to the truck."
There, try to kill the Japanese guards guarding the oil tanks and set a bomb under the oil tanks."
"Understood, captain." Yue Feng responded, then turned around and ran outside. He wanted to return to the truck and wait for the team members who were transporting supplies to return before taking action.
After Luo Xiao waited for Yue Feng to leave, he raised his head and looked at the tall warehouse, and finally walked to the northeast corner. This was the blind spot in the sight of the Japanese guard post on the wall, and he could not see what he was going to do.
With a raise of his wrist, the catapult launched the climbing rope, then flew to the top of the warehouse, falling down and firmly blocking the transom on the roof.
After pulling on the climbing rope and seeing that it was firmly fixed, Luo Xiao used both hands and began to climb upwards. With his skill, such a short distance was simply too short, and he climbed to the roof of the warehouse in three strokes, five divided by two.
The warehouses are all very high, over five meters, with a flat and spacious platform above, and a transom window located near the rear parapet.
Arriving in front of the transom, Luo Xiao squatted down and looked at the iron fence above, then took out a tool, cut off the iron fence, then picked it up and put it aside.
After it was done, Luo Xiao fixed the climbing rope on the roof, and then slid into the warehouse along the transom window.
The transom window is located in the northeast corner of the warehouse. Opposite it is an iron staircase that leads from the first floor to the second floor. At the end is a small room.
Landing gently on the iron ladder, Luo Xiao looked at the closed iron door of the small room, and then tiptoed to the door of the small room.
Raising his hand, Luo Xiao was about to open the door, but at this moment the iron door was suddenly opened from the inside with a creak, and a Japanese man stood at the door, apparently planning to come out.
"Ah -" When he opened the door, a stranger he had never seen before suddenly stood outside the door. The Japanese soldier couldn't help being stunned, but then he saw the rope coming down from the transom. He immediately understood and opened his mouth.
Yell.
How could Luo Xiao make him scream? He rushed forward with a single step, his right hand suddenly stretched out and got stuck in the Japs throat, then tightened it suddenly while pushing him back into the house.
Bang——, after retreating to the door of the house, Luo Xiao closed the iron door, and then he knocked the Japanese soldier against a desk in the house facing the door.
The Japanese were no match for Luo Xiao. He had difficulty breathing. He grabbed Luo Xiao's wrist with both hands and struggled in vain.
Luo Xiao grabbed his neck and pushed him off the ground. His feet could no longer touch the ground, and he coldly pulled out the three-sided military thorn.
"No!"
Fear flashed in the Japs eyes, but he couldn't scream even if he wanted to. He could only watch helplessly as the triangular thorn with a faint gray light pierced into his chest, and then was pulled out.
The body twisted twice, and then a touch of deathly gray appeared in the devil's eyes, which expanded rapidly.
With a pop, Luo Xiao dropped the Jaap soldier who had lost his breath, then wiped the three-sided army thorn on his clothes, reinserted it into his waist, and then began to check the things in the house.
The room was not big, only about ten square meters, and there was nothing except a bed and a table. It seemed like a place where the Japanese would rest and work.
Judging from this posture, it is very likely that the Japs were responsible for guarding and keeping accounts. Unexpectedly, Luo Xiao accidentally hit and killed him.
Opening the desk, Luo Xiao grabbed a Nambu-style pistol from the drawer, inserted it into his waist, and stuffed all the magazines into his pockets before picking up a stack of ledgers on the table.
After flipping through a few pages, Luo Xiao found that it was full of accounts that recorded every entry of ammunition. There was nothing valuable, so he threw it on the table, turned around and walked out.
The room outside is about three hundred square meters in size. It is filled with wooden boxes, neatly arranged and covered with tarpaulin. As far as you can see, the room is full of wooden boxes.
Standing on the iron ladder, Luo Xiao stared at the wooden boxes in the room, then took out the bomb in his backpack, jumped off the iron ladder, and went straight to the wooden boxes.
Choosing a better location, Luo Xiao reached out and picked up the bomb, then fixed it on the pile of wooden ammunition boxes, then picked up the second one and walked towards another pile of wooden boxes.
Soon, all the places that should be arranged were arranged. Luo Xiao checked one side again and after proving that there was no problem, he followed the transom window and returned to the top of the warehouse.