Chapter 265 Target Person
When night falls, the sound of guns and cannons during the day can no longer be heard, and the sounds of insects and the screams of small animals of unknown species can be heard again in the forest.
On the pitch-black sea, lights appeared in the distance, flashing and extinguishing regularly. This was the destroyer transporting at night sending signals to the Japanese troops on the shore. As the lights flickered, more than twenty Japanese army soldiers wearing crotch cloths rushed into the sea with a splash.
"Coming! Hurry up! Don't let the supplies float away!" the leader shouted, then took the lead and got into the sea and swam towards the target.
They were dozens of large, round iron barrels, tied together with ropes, and floating toward the shore by the tide like small rafts.
This is a new way for the Japanese army to prevent the US military from bombing transport ships - instead of docking the ships, the transport ships park in shallow water, put supplies into iron buckets, and let them roll toward the shore with the waves.
The method is very imaginative, but the initial transportation efficiency is not high, because these iron barrels can only move in a general direction and sometimes float very far. If they encounter a current, they will be swept back into the sea. It's also normal.
So the Japanese army subsequently improved this transportation method, connecting the iron barrels together, and then asked the soldiers with good water resistance on the shore to swim a certain distance into the sea to pull the iron barrels back from the sea.
Don’t underestimate this journey. Swimming is a physically demanding sport. At the same time, the sea currents here are unknown and there is a risk of death if you are not careful.
"Hey yaku! Hey yaku!" the leader, Sergeant Gu Wu, urged. A group of soldiers pushed the iron barrels to the shore from the sea, and then other people who had been waiting on the shore swarmed up and carried the supplies to various places. storehouse.
At this time, there suddenly was a soldier in the crowd who unusually did not come to help, but walked in the opposite direction.
"Stop! Which unit are you a soldier from?! Why don't you come to help!" Sergeant Gu Wu scolded the soldier and made him stand on the ground.
The soldier stood with his back to everyone, his legs seemed to be trembling.
"Baga! Why don't you turn around when facing the commander! Where are your politeness?!" Sergeant Gu Wu cursed, his right hand already touching the saber on the side.
"Taniwu-kun, it seems that my people have caused you trouble!" A voice came from behind, and another man wearing an officer's uniform came over, speaking Japanese with a little bit of Kansai. cavity.
The other party came over, stood up and faced the sergeant and said, "Mr. Gu Wu, my people came from North China. Many of them are not acclimatized to the climate, so they look like such a loser."
Sergeant Gu Wu looked up and found that The opponent's military rank is second lieutenant, and he seems to recognize him , so he also changed his tone, "Who is this commander?"
"We are from the 3rd Battalion of the 8th Tank Regiment. I am the commander, Hattori Heiji, and next to me is my driver, Kogoro Mori. , we met at the previous pre-war coordination meeting, have you forgotten? ?” The man on the other side pulled over the silent soldier and said, “Hey! You’ve caused trouble for others!”
“This…” Sergeant Gu Wu recalled carefully. There was a pre-war coordination meeting, but those who were present at that time There were too many people, and he couldn't remember them all, so he had to apologize, "Please forgive me for being clumsy, I'm offended!"
"You don't have to be like this, it's my people who are too rude." He shouted in front of him. Hattori Heiji's guy bowed to the soldier in front of him again.
Seeing the situation in front of him, Sergeant Gu Wu was stunned. The person opposite him was a guest army from North China. He had a higher military rank than himself and was a "noble" armored soldier with a background second only to the Air Warrior. He did not expect him to be so respectful.
"If that's the case, please do it yourself, sir. I'm going to deliver supplies with the soldiers." Sergeant Gu Wu waved his hand and planned to end the conversation there.
"Please wait a moment!" The people on the opposite side came up and said, "We were too rude just now. Please let us help."
After saying that, he even shouted to the soldiers around him to lift it up together. He picked up an iron bucket, shouted slogans and followed the team in front. Watching the opponent's retreating figure, Sergeant Gu Wu silently muttered in his heart, "It is said that these armored soldiers from Manchuria are more arrogant, but it seems that this is not the case."
The two men carried the iron bucket and continued to move forward. He Chi covered his lips with his collar and lowered his voice and said, "Idiot, calm down! They don't know you. If you don't panic, there will be no problem."
"Haha Yes! Sir, I'm just a little nervous..." The soldier on the opposite side replied with a slightly trembling voice. It was Watanabe Shinji who had the best "performance" in the New Japan Founding Army.
“Can this information about Gu Wu be confirmed?” He Chi confirmed with Watanabe again.
"Hai, there is absolutely no problem. There is someone in our team who is from the same hometown as him. He recognized him on the battlefield and knows his past affairs very well. He is the best candidate." Watanabe whispered again. answer.
“Very good, we’ll see how you perform in a moment.”
"Hai!"
A group of soldiers moved the iron barrels to the warehouse like ants moving. In front of a row of temporary wooden houses, several people stopped. Someone used tools to pry open the iron barrels and found Inside is white rice.
He Chiyou heard the sound of swallowing from all around. It was obvious that these soldiers could not eat openly on weekdays.
When the door was opened, a musty smell hit us. There were water leaks in many places in the wooden house, and the rice at the bottom had begun to turn moldy.
"Bring torches and tools! Dry this place and drain the water!" The leader, Sergeant Gu Wu, ordered to the people behind him.
Some soldiers came with torches to dry the food, while others came with a water pump to pump out the water that had begun to spread.
"Mr. Gu Wu, you have a good job." The second lieutenant on the opposite side suddenly came over and said, giving Sergeant Gu Wu a cigarette.
Grandmaster Gu Wu was stunned, and then said, "Sir, I don't understand what you mean."
"Oh? I have been watching you for a few days. As long as you come to clean up the warehouse, it seems that there will be losses. You need more supplies in your tent, right? Is the canned food and rice enough to supply a team?”
With just this sentence, the sweat on Sergeant Gu Wu’s face immediately began to flow. He thought he had been cautious enough, but he didn’t expect it. Seen by outsiders.
"Sir, I..." Gu Wu opened his mouth to explain, but who knew that the other party stopped him from speaking immediately.
"No need to explain, I know, I know..." The second lieutenant on the side patted Gu Wu on the shoulder. "At Gu Wusang's age, your parents should still be here. I heard that you have four younger brothers and sisters. You embezzled materials at the risk of going to a military court, and you tried every means to discount them. You just wanted to let them live. It's just better."
"I understand, I completely understand..." The second lieutenant's voice was not high, but it was like a small hammer that kept hitting Sergeant Gu Wu's heart.
"Then I have a small request. Can Guwu-san listen to it?"
(End of this chapter)