The next day, Wu Ming and others set off early. After wandering around the village from a distance, Wu Ming found that the Japanese devils were guarding this place very strongly, and the heavy machine guns and mortars were set up in a very reasonable position. They could shoot fiercely based on the terrain, and there was no dead end to shooting at all! In Wu Ming's view, there was no effective suppression of artillery fire, and trying to get close to the stronghold was purely seeking death.

"Oh, it seems that he has returned in vain." Wu Ming shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Is there really no way?" Zhao Dunzi, who led the way, looked up at Wu Ming with the only remaining glimmer of hope.

"Really." Wu Ming nodded affirmatively, "If there were mortars or mountain cannons, I could only watch now."

"Oh." Zhao Dunzi sighed in disappointment and lowered his head.

"Lying down, hide!" Wu Ming suddenly shouted softly, covered Zhao Dunzi's mouth, and pressed him to the ground.

The sound of motors of cars and motorcycles came from afar. After a while, a motorcycle drove the way and two cars came over. There were five or six Japanese on each car, wearing machine guns and patrolling the road.

A few minutes later, the Japanese car drove over. Wu Ming stood up, looked at the direction where the car was moving away, and asked, "The Japanese have increased their troops again, and it's getting more and more troublesome."

"No." Zhao Dunzi got up, beat his clothes, and explained: "This is what the village sent to patrol the road and check the telephone poles. A few days ago, we often sent people to bypass, saw the poles, cut the telephone lines, and sometimes dig a few holes on the road."

"That's right!" Wu Ming nodded with a smile, "Is there anything else that the Japanese have to do except send cars to patrol?"

"The Japanese forced to recruit some ordinary people, digging trenches on both sides of the road, and shoveling out all the trees and grass on both sides of the road. It was just because the weather was cold and the ground was frozen, so it was drying slowly." Zhao Dunzi introduced in detail.

Wu Ming looked at the unfinished trenches on the road, and there were telephone poles stretching into the distance. After a long time of silence, he said to himself: "I would be fine if there was a telephone. I'd like to hear what actions the Japanese have made."

"Is there a phone? There is one." Zhao Dunzi looked at Wu Ming. "When I cut the phone line for the first time, the Japanese drove a motorcycle to repair it. When our captain saw that there were only three Japanese, he rushed up with his people and wiped them out. One of them seemed to be carrying a phone on his back."

"Don't look like." Wu Ming waved his hand dissatisfiedly, "Do you know the phone? Don't talk nonsense if you are not sure."

"I didn't know each other at first." Zhao Dunzi scratched his head and said a little aggrievedly: "But Sister Zhao said yes!"

"Zhao Hong." Wu Ming nodded, "She should know her, that's not wrong. Let's go back and find the phone number."

"Do you have a way?" Zhao Dunzi followed behind happily and asked.

"It's still hard to say." Wu Ming said as he walked, "Give it a try!"

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"I brought it to you." Zhao Hong walked into the house and handed a leather box to Wu Ming.

"Thank you." Wu Ming nodded with a smile and began to fiddle with it. "No, it's a phone. Haha, this is the first time I have seen such an old antique with a shaking handle."

"Old antique?" Zhao Hong sat opposite Wu Ming and asked in surprise, "This is very advanced. Have you seen better ones? Tell me what they look like."

"Ah!" Wu Ming smiled in disgrace, lowered his head and shook the handle, and changed the topic, "That's how it is used, just shake it."

"Yes!" Zhao Hong shook her head, reached out to grab the phone, and demonstrated it, "It's that simple. I used it to play with it, but I didn't expect you to use it."

"Is it useful? It's hard to say now." Wu Ming's eyes became erratic, "When will the cut phone line be sent here?"

"It should be very soon." Zhao Hong stroked the hair scattered on her forehead. "The soldiers used it to tie backpacks, and they also used it as a belt. The Ma Special Commissioner is collecting it everywhere!"

"That's good." Wu Ming nodded and began to focus on his nails.

"You have changed a lot." Zhao Hong stayed for a while, and saw Wu Ming not speaking, and smiled and tapped the table gently with her fingers.

"No, I haven't changed much!" Wu Ming raised his head, looked at Zhao Hong, and asked strangely.

"I still said it hasn't changed." Zhao Hong blinked mischievously, "Do you remember when we first met? You are much more calm now than you did at that time, but you are less agile and free and easy."

"It's so lively!" Wu Ming shook his head with a wry smile, "You should be as stable as you are. When you are old, you can't be like a young man anymore."

"How long has it been, why are you getting old?" Zhao Hong looked at Wu Ming with some amusement, "I have always wanted to ask you, what about the three heroes of Wang Bu."

"I've retired and returned home, and I'm farming at home!" Wu Ming said casually, "A very promising career, right?"

"Forget it, I won't ask if I don't want to say it." Zhao Hong waved her hand, "Actually, as long as I think it's good, then go and do it!"

"I think it's good to be a traitor." Wu Ming said seriously: "If you stay in the city, you have money and women, what can I do?"

"Of course not." Zhao Hong flatly refused, "You are not so unreliable, are you? How did you promise me at the beginning? Have you forgotten?"

Cough, cough, Hu Qing's cough came from the inner room.

"I haven't forgotten, just a joke." Wu Ming frowned and glanced at the inner room, and coughed twice as if demonstratively.

"I often run outside and pay more attention to my health." Zhao Hong stood up, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first, and I'll talk later if I have the chance."

"Okay, let's talk again if you have the chance."

Looking at the messy bundle of telephone lines sent by Ma Yuanfang, Wu Ming shouted to the inner room: "The guy who was itchy and coughing just now got out to work for me."

"Here you." Hu Qing walked out indifferently, "I caught a cold and coughed twice. As for yelling loudly?"

"Stop talking nonsense, straighten these phone lines for me and answer them all." Wu Ming said, pointing to the phone lines on the ground.

"No problem." Hu Qing turned to the inner room and shouted, "Everyone came out to help, can you tell me a little loyal? It's me who coughed, but I can't let me work alone!"

"It should be answered like this." Wu Ming shook his head and took two telephone wires. "It is not used as a rope, but as a call. First break the outer skin, twist the wire inside together, and then like this..."

"I'll just go out tomorrow." Wu Ming said to several people, "I'm going to stay outside for a day. You just stay in the house honestly. Don't walk around without any trouble. It's best not to let outsiders see through your identity."

"It's better to bring two people with you!" Liu Lu said worriedly, "There will be a way to take care of you."

"No need." Wu Ming shook his head, "I'll go eavesdrop on the Japanese phone. I might have to stay in the wild for a whole day. My sleeping bag is warm, yours can't do it."
Chapter completed!