In fact, it is very simple to unlock the door without a key. Special operations reconnaissance companies can do it. However, it is too troublesome to open the door next to a moving car. It is better to use a key.

Of course, if you weren't afraid that the Japanese soldiers escorting you on the front of the car would be alerted by the sound of gunshots, it would be the fastest to open the lock directly with a pistol.

But it doesn't matter anymore. In just over ten minutes, a platoon of soldiers from the Special Forces Reconnaissance Company had already entered the train carrying ammunition...

"What a bastard! These friendly forces are too powerful, aren't they? It's just like being on the plains on the train!"

On the hillock in the distance, the militiamen hiding witnessed the actions of the special operations platoon soldiers and said with great admiration.

"This..." A man with a hat, a beard and a square face fell into deep thought.

"Hey, Lao Hong, what are you thinking about?" asked the soldier who just spoke.

"I was thinking... we can do this too! I grew up beside the train track!" Comrade Lao Hong said.

"Do you also want to climb on the train and engage in Japanese aggression?" asked the soldier next to him.

"Well, let me think about it! Maybe it can really happen! Wang Qiang, what do you think we can also climb on the train?" Liu Hong shouted.

"Isn't it just climbing on the train? It's a game we have played since we were little! Remember when you were a kid, you made a bet with us and gave watermelons to the drivers on the front and rear cars!" Wang Qiang said.

"You still remember!" Liu Hong said.

"Why don't you remember? Seeing these friendly troops climbing on the train reminds me of what happened when we were children! I remember you holding a watermelon and getting on the front of the train. After driving for half a mile, you could get back up and deliver it to the masters in the parking space!" Wang Qiang smiled.

said.

"Yes! The trains at that time were all from our country. They were pulling us Chinese people and delivering our Chinese things! But now, they have become the damn little devil's!" Liu Honghen

I had to hammer down the ridge in front.

"Then let's play with the Japs on the train! We'll kill the Japs wherever we go! Maybe we can give the team more weapons and equipment! Look, something is being thrown down the train! Hurry up and take it.

Hide your things and don’t let the Japanese military vehicles behind you discover them!”

"When the Japanese troop carrier passes by, let's take our things and retreat quickly! Go back to our base!" Wang Qiang said.

"Got it! Come on, come on, come on..."

The guerrilla fighters happily ran to the railway, put the ammunition boxes thrown from the train on their shoulders, and ran away. Although there were many guerrillas, they couldn't bear the frequency of throwing things down from the train too fast.

, the tired guys were breathing heavily before they moved it clean.

"What's in these boxes? Tomosaka...what the hell?" The guerrillas who knew a few words didn't forget to look at the handwriting on the boxes.

"Hey, I don't care if you recognize him or not, but I know this one! Did you see the crooked machine gun?" Another guerrilla carried a round of straw, with the barrel of the crooked machine gun exposed...

"Quick, quick, quick! The regiment leader said, except for the artillery shells, throw down all the friendly troops that can be used! It doesn't matter if the friendly troops can't move them all, we must not take advantage of the little devil!"

The soldiers of the Special Forces Reconnaissance Company in the carriages were not so comfortable. There were eight carriages in total, and there was a lot of stuff in them. Even if they were thrown down for a long time, they would not be much less.

"Platoon leader, do you want to throw down these explosive packets?" a soldier asked.

"Don't throw it away yet. Throw it away when we get off the bus. Maybe our leader can use it!" Xiu Xiu said.

"Come on! These 92-heavy machine guns are too heavy. Can they be thrown down?" a soldier asked.

"Throw it away! Take off the sight before throwing it away! Didn't the regiment leader keep mumbling about what kind of sight he wanted for the past few days? This might be it!" Hu Jin also encountered the same situation.

"Come on! Squad leader, do you want to dismantle this rifle with a scope?" the soldier asked again.

"Wait for a moment! Show me!" Hu Jin quickly stopped the soldier's behavior.

"Here! There is a box of these guns here! There must be more than twenty of them!" the soldier said.

"Okay! Hurry up, this car is full of guns, throw them all down! Remember to save those with scopes first!" Hu Jin shouted.

"Understood!" The soldiers worked hard.

Not to mention, there are quite a few crooked machine guns among the firearms on this half truck! This may be related to the fact that crooked guns are easy to break! But in the current situation, anything that can pull out pus is a good plaster, regardless of crooked guns

No matter how difficult it is to use, it is still very suitable for guerrillas!

As for those 38-year-olds, just throw them out with the big wooden boxes containing the guns! The little devil worked very carefully, and there were straws or something between each rifle, so it couldn't be broken!

By the way, why is it half a carriage? Because the other half is where the Japanese escorts stay!

"Squad leader, what kind of gun is this? Isn't it the sniper rifle the leader mentioned? What is the Type 97 sniper rifle called?" asked the soldier just now.

"I know you still ask me! Yes, save it! I remember the leader said that this gun is not very easy to use, but it is best for sneak attacks at night! It is modified from a 38 rifle, and the muzzle flash is very small

, just right for use at night!" Hu Jin said.

"Then let's..."

"Put it aside for now, and take it with you when you get off the car later! You can go look for it and see if there are any more! If there are any, they belong to us!" Hu Jin said.

"Come on! You can't work in vain! I'll go right away!" The soldier was happy. We have been busy for a long time, but there must be some benefits, right?

"Woo... bang, bang, bang, bang..." The train was still crawling slowly, and the little devil didn't even expect that someone would throw something down under their noses.

But, this happened just like that! Well, this is probably the first time someone has done this in this world. It is fundamental that the little devil didn’t think about it at all.

Of course, the happiest people are the guerrilla fighters. They have never seen so many weapons and ammunition in their lives. Why don’t they get them back quickly?

"Without food and clothing, the enemy came forward. Without guns or cannons, the enemy made them for us..." The song sung by the security team has spread to many places!

No, a soldier named Fugui carried half a roasted chicken in one hand and a box of bullets on one shoulder. He also sang a little song and went deep into the woods, putting the ammunition box and the roasted chicken away.

After taking it aside, quickly go back and carry it again.

Where does the roast chicken come from?

The soldiers of the special operations platoon wrapped up the rest of what was left after the Japanese had finished eating it, and then threw it away...

"Captain, commander!"

Halfway through, Hu Yizhou also climbed onto the train. He was really worried about the team members' actions, so he returned after arranging the things ahead.

"How is the situation?" Hu Yizhou asked.
Chapter completed!