Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Chapter 406 Little Bookworm

Wang Meng became suspicious. Although Zhao Gang would not risk his own safety, they were only separated from the Japanese by a river. It was normal for both sides to steal from each other.

"Captain Long, what time did Political Commissar Zhao leave today?"

Long Wenjian scratched his head and thought for a long time before he used the fragments of memory to piece together a fact that was relatively credible.

"It seemed like they left early in the morning, saying they were going to pick someone up! Then two guards showed up and left!"

"What! Just two guards! Where did they go?"

"It seems to be the jungle in the north!"

Wang Meng was so angry that he was spinning in circles. If he remembered correctly, there was a suspension bridge in the jungle to the north leading to the other side of the Nujiang River. Zhao Gang must have crossed the river!

"Long Wenjian! If anything goes wrong with Political Commissar Zhao, you'll be the one to blame! Gather your most powerful troops, quickly!"

"Yes!"

Long Wenjian quickly assembled Dong Dao's regimental reconnaissance company, and then followed Wang Meng's guard company and quickly headed north.

Before setting off, Wang Meng ordered the Sichuan Army to enter a state of combat readiness, keep their guns at all times, load their bullets, and enter the trenches. The artillery battalion's artillery was aimed at the opposite bank according to the established shooting parameters.

The Flying Tigers in Baoshan were fully fueled and loaded with bombs. Ten F6F Hellcat fighters were in the air on combat duty, and the rest were on standby.

After an hour's jungle march, Wang Meng arrived under a huge banyan tree, then pushed aside bushes more than one person tall and found a path.

After walking along the path for a minute and turning a corner, you will see a suspension bridge and a huge banyan tree opposite.

"Guard Platoon, send a squad to scout the way. Once they're safe, send a signal!"

A squad from the guard platoon removed unnecessary equipment, moved forward lightly, crossed the bridge smoothly, and then uttered three cuckoo calls.

The clear cuckoo's call echoed in the middle of the valley.

"Cross the river!"

Wang Meng looked at the Nujiang River rushing under the suspension bridge and now had only one hope, that nothing would happen to Zhao Gang!

After crossing the river, Wang Meng left Dong Dao's platoon to guard both ends of the suspension bridge to prevent the bridge from being destroyed. In this case, they would have no choice but to swim back to the other side under the Japanese artillery fire.

These more than one hundred people, wearing jungle camouflage, walked among the lush mountains and forests like ghosts.

While walking, Wang Meng always felt something was wrong?

As soon as Wang Meng raised his hand, more than a hundred people immediately squatted down by the side of the path. Long Wenjian, who was at the end of the team, bent over and trotted to Wang Meng's side and squatted down.

"Captain Long, have you been here before?"

"We've been here a few times before, always under the cover of darkness, paddling over on bamboo rafts to conduct reconnaissance."

"Didn't you notice anything wrong?"

"Chief of Staff, do you think it's scary how quiet it is? There aren't many people around?"

This sentence awakened Wang Meng from his dream, and he discovered the key to the problem.

It's just too quiet. Compared to the hustle and bustle of Zenda, the only thing left on the other side of the river is the sultry weather.

"What do you have to say?"

"Chief of Staff, you'll know if you walk a little further!"

Wang Meng rolled his eyes at Long Wenjian. This kid was keeping him in suspense again, but he was too lazy to care. Since there was no danger, it didn't matter.

After walking for another ten minutes, the stench of rotting human flesh hit us in the face.

Wang Meng followed the smell and saw a corpse dressed like an ordinary person. It was full of maggots and the stench was overwhelming.

There was a hoe next to the body, and it seemed that he was shot by the Japanese while doing farm work.

"Damn those damn Japanese! What threat can an old man with a hoe pose to them?"

Wang Meng clenched his fists tightly and ordered a few soldiers with red eyes to dig a hole and bury the bodies on the spot.

"Let's go! Let's go! We'll take revenge someday!"

The team walked for another half an hour and vaguely saw a village, which was also lifeless.

"Captain Long, send a squad of soldiers to go in and find out the situation first!"

As the company commander of the reconnaissance company, Dong Dao led a squad of soldiers and sneaked into the village through the woods.

As a result, as soon as Dong Dao entered the village, he felt like he was being stared at by countless pairs of eyes, which made him very uncomfortable.

But Dong Dao looked back countless times and still didn't find any clues.

Until he pushed open a half-open courtyard door, and a sharp red-tasseled spear head stabbed towards his chest.

Dong Dao turned his body to the side, grabbed the red tassel spear with his right hand, and reached for the dagger at his waist with his left hand, ready to stab the man in the neck.

"Dong Dao! Stop!"

When Dong Dao heard someone calling his name, his movements paused, with the dagger less than five centimeters away from the man's neck.

Dong Dao looked up and saw that it was Zhao Gang wearing ordinary people's clothes.

"Political Commissar Zhao, why are you here?"

"Let go, we are all family, why are you here?"

Dong Dao let go of his hand and reported to Zhao Gang the whole story of today's incident.

"Oh, luckily I discovered it in time, otherwise the flood really washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the family members wouldn't recognize each other. Go and inform Chief of Staff Wang and let them enter the village!"

When Wang Meng heard that Zhao Gang was safe and sound, he ordered Long Wenjian to set up a guard post and then quickly entered the village.

"Lao Zhao, how could you do such a risky thing? Lao Li and I thought you were very steady, but we didn't expect that you are the one who loves taking risks the most. You even yell at us all the time!"

Zhao Gang laughed awkwardly.

"Hey, this won't happen again!"

This cannot be blamed on Zhao Gang.

During the time he stayed in Yunnan, he established militia organizations in Baoshan and Chanda, but those places were, after all, territories controlled by China and could not be considered armed forces behind enemy lines.

What Lao Zhao is best at is establishing armed forces behind enemy lines, so he always feels unsatisfied.

So he asked Chen Bo'ai about the secret passage, then went deep into the hinterland of Daheng Mountain and found the village.

As luck would have it, I got acquainted with the guerrillas here and started recruiting people.

This was the second time they met today, and he was "captured" by Wang Meng and his men.

"It's you?!"

"Hey, hey, it's me! Did I do something wrong again?"

Wang Meng and Zhao Gang were attracted by the voices of Long Wenjian and the young man holding the red tasseled spear.

Wang Meng walked over and saw that the young man holding the red tasseled spear was the famous "little bookworm"!

Long Wenjian looked at Wang Meng's expression and was a little surprised.

"Chief of Staff, do you know him?"

"Uh, no... I don't know him. Can you introduce him to me?"

Long Wenjian then repeated the passionate speech that the little bookworm had once delivered to the Sichuan Army with a face full of shame.

Bombs cannot destroy the vitality of spring seedlings

The seeds under the iron wings have developed some resistance

Stand up and be a warrior of the great era

Standing like a tower on our land

No force can extinguish the burning coal eyes

No sound can cover up the roar of anger

The buds of revival are nurtured in the fireworks

Really, survival is fought for from death

Blood nurtures the flower of freedom

We will raise the torch in the dark night