Chapter 295: Surprise Attack on the Supply Station

He Yuzhu saw Wu Qianli's worry, so he brought Martin and the others before him and said, "With these five black brothers clearing the way, we can handle it even if we run into US Military inspections. If we really get exposed, with our firepower, are we afraid of them?"

Wu Qianli looked over the US Military uniforms on Martin and the others, and a smile finally appeared on his tense face.

He Yuzhu reminded him, "However, we still need to send out a reconnaissance team. If we get mistaken for enemy troops by our own people, that would be a real injustice."

Wu Qianli patted his shoulder: "It's already been arranged; Lao Ma has already taken people ahead to scout the path."

The unit marched along the winding mountain road for a whole day.

Two batches of US Military bombers swept overhead, yet they turned a blind eye to this convoy disguised as the US Military.

At dusk, the scout Lao Ma brought back intelligence that a US Military supply base had been discovered in the valley ahead, with an unknown size of the Garrison.

The officers immediately gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

He Yuzhu spoke first: "My opinion is to take them by surprise and quickly take down this supply base."

Wu Qianli rubbed the map and said, "We must complete the mission of transporting the radio station; how much certainty is there in taking this small town?"

He said it not like he was asking, but as if he were calculating the gains and losses himself.

Yu Congrong interjected and asked, "Zhuzi, in your opinion, how many garrison troops could there be here?"

"A small US Military supply station has about 30 to 50 people, and a medium-sized one has 150 to 200 people." He Yuzhu thought for a moment and said, "Looking at this geographical location, I guess it should be a medium-sized supply station."

"Then what are we hesitating for? We have over a dozen Tanks, enough to flatten the small town!" Yu Congrong said excitedly.

Ever since they had over a dozen Tanks, Yu Congrong, this Firepower Platoon Leader, spoke with much more confidence.

Mei Sheng thought for a moment and said, "If we don't pull out this nail, we will have no way forward. Company Commander Wu, this base must be taken."

Wu Qianli looked around at everyone: "How exactly should we fight? Everyone speak up."

"I will take Martin and the others to sneak in first and try to take out their sentries. Once I succeed on my end, I will send you a signal, and you can use the Tanks to launch a frontal assault; there shouldn't be too much trouble," He Yuzhu said.

"Isn't that a bit too risky?" Wu Qianli frowned.

"Rest assured, I have a sense of proportion," He Yuzhu smiled confidently. "I will leave two black brothers in your unit; in case you encounter inspections, they can help handle it. Do you have anyone who speaks English?"

"There is a soldier named Ping He; he speaks English," Wu Qianli said.

He Yuzhu immediately took Martin and two other black brothers, drove a truck, and headed straight for the supply base.

Upon arriving at the checkpoint, two US Military sentries stopped them.

"Which unit are you from?" a white soldier said.

Martin followed the script prepared in advance and recounted their experience of "the Tank battalion encountering an ambush and being completely wiped out."

The sentry checked the truck simply for a long time and asked He Yuzhu many questions; seeing that his English was fluent and had no flaws, he waved them through.

The four of them drove into the town and found that this town was very dilapidated, with broken walls and ruins; a battle must have occurred here.

There was no one in the town either. He Yuzhu and the others passed through two streets and alleys before they saw an old man with a hunched back hurrying past, his eyes dodging, not daring to meet their gaze.

He parked the truck in front of a shop selling liquor, mainly because this location was next to that supply base.

He Yuzhu walked in and saw only an old woman and a four or five-year-old girl tending the shop.

He Yuzhu could not speak Korean, and they did not understand English; he did not know how they usually communicated with these American soldiers.

There was no other way; he pointed to the whiskey on the shelf, held up four fingers, and subsequently gave them enough US dollars.

He handed the liquor to Martin and the three others and whispered, "You three stay here and drink; don't go anywhere. I'm going to the ammunition depot to feel out the situation."

Martin said half-jokingly, "Aren't you afraid we'll run away?"

He Yuzhu said candidly, "If you want to leave, I can let you go right now; why would you need to run?"

Martin grinned, took the liquor bottle, and sat down beside the truck.

He Yuzhu threw them some side dishes for the liquor, and the few of them happily ate and drank.

He Yuzhu changed into a US Military officer's uniform and began to patrol the small town.

This logistics base was built on the playground of a school, located in a low-lying mountain hollow, with barbed wire stretched all around.

There were watchtowers monitoring in all four directions.

He Yuzhu cut the barbed wire from the side and entered.

After some reconnaissance, he discovered that the garrison strength here was not high, only about thirty-some people.

There were bunkers in all four directions of the base, each containing 6 people.

Patrolling inside the base were two squads; they patrolled in a crisscross pattern, and each squad had six people.

He Yuzhu slipped into the warehouse and saw that it was piled full of ammunition and food.

He confirmed once again that this was a regimental-level supply center.

He did not go soft; he collected most of the supplies into his space, leaving only a portion of food and weapons; these were considered left for Wu Qianli and the others.

Subsequently, He Yuzhu began to take action against the patrol squads. This time, he basically used the magic of his space: get close to the enemy, collect them into the space, snap their necks, and then throw them out.

The entire process only encountered a little trouble when attacking the bunkers.

An American soldier knew everyone in the base, and he realized that He Yuzhu was a fake.

He Yuzhu had no choice but to use a Flying Knife to finish him off.

More than an hour later, all 36 garrison troops in the base had been eliminated by him.

He Yuzhu immediately fired a signal flare.

Seeing the signal flare, Wu Qianli immediately led the Tank unit to charge straight at the entrance of the small town.

The black man Barkley cursed outside the checkpoint: "Damn it, hurry up and open the roadblock! We haven't closed our eyes for two days and two nights; we need to get into the town to rest!"

The white officer guarding the gate cursed back disdainfully: "You bastards who lost the battle are still so arrogant? I'll kill you!"

"Damn your mother, if you don't open the gate, I'll use the Tank to blow you to death!" Barkley shouted.

When the white American soldiers saw that there were over a dozen Tanks behind, they immediately turned cowardly, still thinking in their hearts: "How are these black devils still so arrogant after losing the battle?"

Just as the Tanks drove near the entrance, the Machine Gun on top roared, and in less than five minutes, the garrison at the gate had been riddled with holes.

Just as this unit entered the town, a group of more than twenty American soldiers rushed over from the opposite side.

Wu Qianli immediately ordered to open fire.

The artillery and machine guns of over a dozen Tanks opened fire simultaneously; before long, this small squad was blasted into nothingness.

When Wu Qianli and his party rushed to the gate of the supply base, they discovered the gate was wide open and the inside was completely empty.

While he was bewildered, He Yuzhu slowly walked out from the warehouse and shouted, "There isn't much left in the base."

Wu Qianli looked at him in disbelief, then gazed at the corpses with snapped necks littering the courtyard: "Did you kill all these people by yourself?"

He Yuzhu nodded, then asked, "How many enemies did you eliminate in total?"

Wu Qianli blurted out, "About fifty-some people. Why?"

"Something's wrong," He Yuzhu looked around, "I always feel the garrison here is too small; there must be a problem somewhere."

Wu Qianli also became alert: "Now that you mention it, I also feel taking this town was too easy."

He Yuzhu looked toward the sky and said, "What I fear most is that those in hiding have already called for air support; a few bombers could raze this entire town to the ground."

"Then what are we waiting for!" Wu Qianli decided decisively, "Forget the supplies, everyone evacuate immediately!"

"You go first," He Yuzhu turned and rushed toward the warehouse, "I'll blow this place up."

Wu Qianli immediately ordered everyone to board the vehicles, and the convoy roared as it sped toward the outside of the town.

He Yuzhu quickly returned to the warehouse.