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On the way to transfer, Wu Xie quickly found Xie Yu who was carrying a gun and whispered: "What, I said you are proficient in Japanese, show it well and give me a long face!"

Xie Yu rolled her eyes and said, "Comrade Wu Xie, why did you betray me? I told you that I was blinded by the dialogue in the love and martial arts film?"

Wu Xie chuckled and said, "What's wrong with you, Fatty Xie? Meng can speak Japanese slang and Japanese habits. I feel like you, an ordinary Japanese scholar, have studied it thoroughly."

Xie Yu: "What's so thorough!"

Wu Xie glanced at Xie Yu and said, "Thank you, Fatty, for your good translation. I won't expose your background. You were recommended by me, so you have to give me face!"

Xie Yu was too lazy to pay attention to this licking dog, and soon arrived at the smoke-filled area at the tail of the plane. Not to mention that although this place was choking, there were no poisonous insects, poisonous snakes, or even small animals.

After Xie Yu observed it, he realized that although the place was burnt on the outside, the ground was still tangled.

After thinking about it, Xie Yu took out his engineering shovel and began to pick up scorched branches and dead wood everywhere. After piling them together, he put some soil on top.

After raising the height in this way and pitching the tent, it will be fine even if it rains at night.

Unfortunately, as soon as Huo Xiuxiu was finished, she was snatched away based on the principle of ladies first.

For the sake of Wu Xie and Xie Yuchen, Xie Yu couldn't say anything, so he could only start a bunch of things again.

Finally, after Xie Yu set up the tent, Pan Zi and the others also found a lot of dried wood. After surrounding a fire with gravel, they set up a bonfire, boiled water, and cooked.

Xie Yu took advantage of the firelight to pick up the Japanese notes wrapped in oilcloth and read them.

Wu Xie, who was adding firewood to the fire, also said: "Pan Zi, I understand why you chose this camp."

Pan Zi: "Oh, mistress, tell me about it!"

Wu Xie: "I've been here for a while, and I really haven't found any poisonous insects here. It should have something to do with the traces left by these Japanese shells after they exploded!"

Pan Zi: "Hey, maybe it's the mistress, mistress, you are right!"

"Have you noticed, Mr. Mistress? Generally speaking, after the smoke of war fills the air, there will be no grass growing in some places for a long time."

Wu Xie: "Well, Pan Zi, I think so too."

At this time, Xie Yu accidentally interjected: "The Japanese artillery shells are not powerful, but the American artillery shells are powerful, but they have a sour smell, which is poisonous."

"In the past, some people dug up the soil blasted by Japanese artillery shells and put it in farmland to use as pesticide."

Fatty Wang, who was wiping bullets, said casually: "Hey, Fatty Xie, how do you know? Have you seen it?"

Xie Yu was too embarrassed to say that he had seen it in the illusory world. When hesitating, he said: "I made it up. If you don't believe me, ask Mr. Pan."

Pan Zi: "As a pesticide expert, I really don't know, but the gunpowder smoke is indeed very toxic. The sour smell in the Japanese artillery shells may be due to incomplete combustion of sulfuric acid or something!"

An Ning came over and said: "It's mainly picric acid, which is old-fashioned British gunpowder. It's not very safe, but it's cheap."

"This place smells bigger, but in this rainforest, it's really more camping."

"Not to mention this, Mr. Xie, what did you think of the Japanese notes in the oilcloth? Did you find anything?"

Xie Yu nodded and said: "There are some discoveries, but not much useful information. The main story is about a Japanese Major named Qingmu who was ambushed by the National Army's anti-aircraft troops on the Shanxi battlefield."

"After the tragic defeat, when he was about to commit suicide, he was recruited by a Japanese secret research unit and prepared to participate in a certain military activity."

"The rest are all routes he used to transport supplies to the Japanese. I'll talk about it later, but it's probably not important."

"The last time, when he was flying a plane to a certain place in Xinjiang, China, he encountered bad weather and somehow deviated from this place, and then the plane crashed."

Aning deliberately emphasized his tone and asked: "Does it have anything to do with the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West?"

Xie Yu shook his head and said: "Judging from the records, there should be no welcome, and no mention of the Queen Mother Palace of the West."

"The Japs Research Institute that Major Aoki joined is apparently engaged in the development of special medicines, but in fact it is a Japs spy agency."

"The purpose should be to incite rebellion against some reactionary warlords in the northwest region."

Wu Xie: "The little Japs are so bad, but they still want to kill me! By the way, have you succeeded in thanking Fatty Japs?"

Fatty Wang laughed loudly: "I said innocent classmate, what kind of brain do you have? Of course you failed. In front of Mao Zedong, all imperialism is a paper tiger."

Xie Yu: "Well, judging from the records, it was not a complete failure, but under the pressure at home and abroad at that time, these reactionary elements never took action."

"When they wanted to take action, the Soviets and Americans gave the little devils a big blow. Naturally, they were even more afraid to take action."

Wu Xie: "These national scum, if I were here, I would definitely blow their heads. By the way, Fatty Xie, have you never encountered such a group of scum in your dreams?"

Xie Yu: "Haha, mistress, you really think too much. In the dream, I am just a guerrilla who only wears shoes in the mountains. I am not qualified to come into contact with this."

Fatty Wang: "Thank you, Fatty, I'm not laughing at you. This is all a dream, but it's better than the amnesiac guy."

"By the way, you just tried out the gun, cleaned it, assembled and disassembled the gun. Did you learn that in a dream?"

Xie Yu nodded and said: "I did learn it in my dream. By the way, it's a pity that there are no Japs' Type 91 grenades or special grenade throwers. How about I let you know what a brave grenadier is?"

Fatty Wang: "This dream you had was so interesting. Fatty Xie, you are so good at boasting."

"By the way, did you see any simple revolutionary Lao Liang or those founding generals in your dream?"

Xie Yu shook his head and said: "I saw Chairman Mao and Mr. Ma's portrait during the meeting. The top leaders I contacted were Secretary Qian of the prefectural committee, and Political Commissar Yuan, the leader of our independent group."

Fatty Wang: "Really or not, the independent group? It should be very powerful! Is there Li Yunlong, Wei Monk, Kong Jie and Ding Wei?"

Xie Yu asked and shook his head and said: "These are all in TV dramas. Besides, the Independent Group is not very powerful. The Independent Group sounds nice. In fact, the party's troops are generally second- and third-line troops, mostly returning to military divisions and localities.

Directly governed.”

"The equipment is also very poor. Where is the big spear that I have been using as a guerrilla for more than half a year?"

Everyone looked at Xie Yu strangely, and Wu Xie said: "Fatty Xie, your dream is a bit strange! Normally you don't remember dreams so clearly."

Fatty Wang: "No way, the independent group is not great? Thanks, Fatty, you are just making it up!"
Chapter completed!