Spy Wars: Return of the Red Luan

There were no heavy weapons in Ping'an Village, Shulan; the heavy weapons were on Chen Jiehua.

Shanhetun is 30 li away from Ping'antun. Chen Jiehua chose to gather in Ping'antun mainly to guard against traitors in Guan Wuhen's Independent Regiment.

Ideally, there would be no traitors, but what if there were? Whether the traitor informed the puppet troops or the Japanese directly, the Kwantung Army would lay an ambush near Ping'antun.

But if the Doiyu Foundation knew about this, what would he think if a "Mr. Ye" suddenly appeared in Northeast China, crossed the Motianling Mountains from North Korea, and made contact with Guan Wuhen?
The Northeast of today is not the Northeast of the past. The Kwantung Army had always planned to move south and seize the last piece of land outside the Great Wall, Rehe Province.

Military operational plans are not a big secret, but the Kwantung Army only has so many troops, when will they be mobilized? This is the question that Chen Jiehua is concerned about, which is why he came up with this probing plan.

In the valley behind a few hills to the west of Shanhetun, a sentry returned to the camp and found Commander Zhao Zihe, who was training with everyone. "Reporting to the commander, two people have come up the hill and immediately said they want to see you."

"Two people? Who are they?"

"A man and a woman, the woman was thin and looked like she was from North Korea. They wouldn't say why they were there, saying they would tell you in person."

"Let's go take a look. If you brought a woman and still managed to find this place and get you to come back and report, then you're not the enemy, understand?"

Why is that?

"If you were Japanese, you two would be dead by now."

On the hill, no matter how much Chen Jiehua pleaded, the sentry refused to take the two down, and even held up a "gun" in a serious manner, constantly keeping an eye on the two.

"Jeong-hee, let's rest for a while. We're tired from walking."

After resting for a while, Chen Jiehua got bored and decided to tease the little sentry.

"Young man, look, I'll trade this real gun for the fake one you have. Want to trade?"

"How...how did you know this was a fake gun?"

"My guess."

"How could you guess so accurately?"

"Hmm, I'm usually pretty accurate at guessing. I can even guess that your commander is going to knock you on the head in a bit."

"I do not believe!"

"Haha, brother, stop teasing the kid. Tiger, go back to keeping watch."

"Zhao Zihe".

"Ye Fei".

"Welcome, please."

"Here you go, young man, I'll give you a real gun."

"Commander..." the young sentry called out to the commander, his eyes shining as he stared at the gun in Chen Jiehua's hand.

"It's a gift from a customer, please take it."

"Thank you guest!"

"He had a gun just standing there, but I, the errand boy, didn't..."

"Hahaha~~, yes, yes, here you go."

"Brother, you gave away both of your guns, what are you going to use yourself?"

"It's alright. I like these two young men. Let them take the guns and kill the Japanese. Besides, guns aren't rare. I have more on me."

"There's more? I don't believe it."

Jin Zhenji looked around Chen Jiehua from all sides, but couldn't find anywhere to hide a gun.

"Alright, Jeong-hee, stop fooling around."

"Brother Zhao, please lead the way."

"Brother Ye, please."

"what about me?"

"Oh, Miss Zhenji, please."

"Hahaha~~"

Along the way, the valley was filled with people training with wooden weapons, and some were even using tree branches and hoes.

Upon arriving at the house, which was constructed of a mixture of wood and stone, Chen Jiehua presented the letter given to him by the section chief.

"Comrade Zhao Zihe, following orders from the leadership, your anti-Japanese base area will temporarily be under my leadership to assist me in completing a difficult task." "First, report how many people and how many guns are in the base area?"

"We now have over three hundred men and over a hundred guns..."

"More than three hundred people, one hundred guns? Three people, one gun, where are the bullets?"

"Ammunition is in short supply, not many left..."

"How much is not much?"

"Two bullets per person..."

Okay, so most of them are basically just fire pokers.

These conditions cannot be met even with human lives; we must acquire additional weapons. My three square meters of space are filled with heavy weapons, and some space contains a small amount of food and medicine. I didn't bring many guns.

Chen Jiehua fell silent...

Zhao Zihe felt embarrassed, but there was really nothing he could do. The Japanese had been sweeping through the area too fiercely lately. From Shulan to Shanhetun, there was a railway, and armored patrol vehicles could just puff out smoke from their rear ends and come right over...

There are three rifles in my own space, and I have enough bullets, but how do I get them out?

"Brother Zhao, how's your marksmanship?"

"I graduated from the fourth class of the Whampoa Military Academy and received an excellent grade in shooting assessment."

"Hmm? A graduate of the fourth class of the Whampoa Military Academy? And he's ended up in this remote corner of Northeast China? Okay, let's not talk about that now."

"Jeong-hime..."

"I could kill a roe deer with my eyes closed."

"I thought you didn't know how to use a gun, but the Japanese aren't stupid deer."

"In my eyes, they are no different from silly roe deer."

"Alright, let's get straight to the point and hurry up. I have a plan. I've already dug a pit over there in the village. I estimate that the Japanese have already started chasing north along the railway line by now. I guess they'll have to turn back halfway when they can't find it."

"Let's take out this group of Japanese soldiers first, then we'll go and seize the arsenal in Shulan."

"Brother, are you so sure that fellow villager will betray us?"

"By this time, all the normal people in the village should have run away. The one who was not flustered at all and spoke clearly was obviously a spy planted by the Kwantung Army."

"Brother Ye is right, there are no villagers left in the village."

"Then let's get straight to the point. We'll head south out of the mountains. There's a place south of the village, between Ping'an Village and the village itself, where I've arranged for my men to hide three sniper rifles and some bullets."

"Let's do it! We've wanted to build the Shulan arsenal for a long time, but we've been hampered by a lack of firepower."

Zhao Zihe assembled the team, and everyone was incredibly excited when they heard that they were going to rob an armory. After arranging everything, Chen Jiehua, Zhao Zihe, and Jin Zhenji went out of the mountains first and headed south along the railway line.

Midway along the roadside, Chen Jiehua found something that looked like a marker and had the two of them hide and observe from the roadside. He then quickly ran into the mountains, reached a leeward slope, took out three sniper rifles and all the bullets, and then ran back in a very professional manner.

"Got it? Do you know how to use it?"

"American goods!"

"Let's test the feel of it."

The allure of guns is irresistible, especially for soldiers and the oppressed.

The powerful sniper rifle made the two completely ignore the issue of its origin.

“Let’s go back; there are a few good sniping positions there.”

The three determined their hand signals and the order of the kills, with Chen Jiehua and Jin Zhenji taking the lead and Zhao Zihe providing follow-up shots.

Three people, three directions.

After waiting for about an hour, just when Jin Zhenji thought Chen Jiehua's estimate was wrong, Chen Jiehua, who was at the front, felt the ground shaking slightly and quickly waved to signal.

The first thing that quickly comes into view is the patrol vehicle, a distinctive feature of the Japanese Kwantung Army. This one is too heavy to handle, so we have to let it pass.

Five minutes later, the rumble of a large truck could be heard in the distance.

Trucks, lots of people, get ready. Chen Jiehua gestured to the back.

The truck was let pass, and Kim Jung-hee, positioned diagonally opposite, shot the driver. The truck lurched forward, slid to the side of the road, and overturned. (End of Chapter)