Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Chapter 302 Zhu Ziran

Facing Kong Jie's big knife, Zhu Ziran stood still without any fear.

"Yoho, you're facing a tough guy, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Don't be afraid. A real man living in troubled times has already put life and death aside!"

"Are you not afraid of death but still want to be a puppet soldier?"

"I've already said it, I'm not a puppet soldier."

"You're not afraid of death, but you're still helping the Japanese build a bunker!"

Zhu Ziran showed a hint of hesitation, as if he was struggling inside.

"Okay, I said. First, my wife and children are in the hands of the Japanese, and second, if I don't help them build the bunker, they will kill the people!"

Kong Jie was stunned. In his eyes, only the Chinese who were fearless and courageous enough to die were worthy of being called heroes.

But at this moment, he seemed to understand what a hero was in another sense.

If I don't go to hell, who will?

Kong Jie looked at the team leader beside him, as if asking whether what Zhu Ziran said was true or false.

"Commander, I asked someone about this and it is true. There shouldn't be any problem!"

Zhu Ziran put away the big knife blade, and his eyes seemed to show some appreciation.

"Okay, since you're here to surrender, where's your team?"

"All the staff members of my municipal office were forced to serve as puppet soldiers. There are more than 200 of them, hiding in the fortifications we secretly built!"

Kong Jie now had a higher opinion of Zhu Ziran. This boy did not look like a reckless man willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of righteousness. In comparison, he was more determined and wise.

"Okay, I accept your surrender, but you still have to be isolated and undergo investigation! Bring your people here first, and we'll send you out of the city. There will be a big operation soon, go!"

Zhu Ziran nodded, still standing there looking at Kong Jie who was preparing to leave with his hands behind his back.

"Captain Kong, your major operation is to blow up the fortifications inside the moat, right? Using explosives and grenades?"

Zhu Ziran pointed to the boxes of explosives and bundles of grenades on the ground.

"That's right. It doesn't hurt to tell you. We're going to use ropes to hang explosives, place them on top of the fortifications, and detonate them! Then we'll take advantage of the chaos to hang soldiers down and throw bombs into the firing holes!"

Zhu Ziran laughed contemptuously and shook his head.

Kong Jie was very unhappy. How dare this surrendered man laugh at him?

"What are you laughing at? Isn't it okay?"

"Do you think the fortifications I designed are so simple? Let me tell you, your explosives can't penetrate the fortifications at all, and each fortification can observe and support each other. Your people will be shot before they even reach the base of the city wall! And there are mines all below!"

Zhu Ziran said this calmly, without any emotion.

"You're so cruel! But no matter how low the success rate is, we have to try!"

"Hey, let me give you a suggestion!"

There was three parts hope and seven parts doubt in Kong Jie's eyes.

"Do you have any idea?"

“I shot this!”

Zhi Ziran took the flight attendant to the side of the city wall, stuck his head out, and pointed at the brick-sized holes on the outside of the wall.

"Do you know what hole this is?"

"Firing holes?"

"Vent!"

When Zhu Ziran was designing fortifications for the Japanese, Ishida Keio asked that a ventilation hole be left in each fortification.

To prevent the rubble, gravel and soil raised by the independent column's planes from burying the official documents and suffocating the Japanese inside to death.

Therefore, each fortification has a ventilation hole from bottom to top, and it is hidden inside the city wall and disguised as a shooting hole.

In this way, even if people are buried inside the fortifications, they will not be suffocated!

"If they were buried, wouldn't they dig themselves out and run away?"

Zhu Ziqing smiled, carefully stuck his head out and pointed to the fortifications below.

"These fanatical militarists are so eager to live and die with the fortifications, how could they run away? Some of the Japanese even had the back doors sealed with cement, and some even locked themselves inside the fortifications with iron chains!"

When Kong Jie heard this, he took a deep breath. These Japanese devils were so cruel. Each of them was really no different from a pervert.

"The Japanese are really not human. They are all like beasts! Mr. Zhu...Mr. Zhu, how do we eliminate the Japanese in there?"

"It's very simple, just listen to me!"

Zhu Ziran whispered something in Kong Jie's ear. Kong Jie frowned and looked at Zhu Ziran with a more complicated expression.

"Mr. Zhu, are you an intellectual?"

"A PhD in Architecture from the University of Hamburg in Germany should be considered an intellectual, right? Why do you say that?"

"The intellectuals I know are all more ruthless than each other, so I have the guts to guess that you are an intellectual!"

Kong Jie didn't continue to talk nonsense with him. He left Zhu Ziqing on the city wall and immediately contacted Ding Wei and Xing Zhiguo.

"Hey, Lao Ding, Lao Xing, don't move! Wait for my news!"

Ding Wei and Xing Zhiguo immediately ordered people to stop the soldiers who were about to pull the rope to climb down and wait for the next instructions.

In the dark night, dozens of carts quietly entered the city, and lumps of black things were carried onto the city wall and then distributed to the east, south, west and north.

"Mr. Zhu, I'll drink it then!"

"Pour it in! As long as the amount is properly controlled, it will not pose a threat to the city wall!"

Kong Jie waved his hand and barrels of gasoline were poured into the vents.

The Japanese soldiers who were fantasizing about becoming lone heroes in the fortifications were awakened by the rustling sound of running water, followed by a strong smell of gasoline.

"what?"

It was not until gasoline dripped onto their faces that they realized the danger. They quickly jumped up and prepared to block the two-meter-high ventilation vents, but the pig-like Japanese soldiers could not reach them at all. They could only watch as gasoline covered the entire fortification.

"ignition!"

To be on the safe side, Kong Jie first lit a vent.

A bean-sized flame shot into the vent like a meteor. Half a minute later, the bunker right below the vent suddenly became lively, and flames and black smoke spurted out from the shooting port.

The horrific screams were particularly creepy in the dark night, but they became silent in less than two minutes, and then there was a shocking explosion.

The detonating ammunition directly blew up the thick fortifications. The huge impact force created a huge air wave mixed with shrapnel and debris.

Kong Jie patted his chest, thank goodness he didn't stick his head out to join in the fun, otherwise he would have lost his big head.

"Old Zhu, you have some knowledge. Did you think of this day when you built this bunker?"

Zhu Ziran pushed his glasses up, and a hint of solemnity finally appeared on his expressionless face.

"Of course. The Japanese devils are committing crimes in our Chinese territory. Any Chinese will be united in hatred of the enemy! It's a pity that I woke up too late. I thought that if I did a good job in the municipal office under their control, I could keep my family safe. But I overestimated them!"