That night.

Wang Damao and Wu Ze met.

"The headquarters has already replied, and there is also some sugar in the headquarters. The sugar seized by each unit from the fortress was first sent to the headquarters, and then to the 28th Regiment together with the sugar from the headquarters." Wang Damao said to Wu Ze.

"How much is the amount of sugar at the headquarters?" Although Wu Ze thought that the amount of sugar at the headquarters was not large, he still asked.

"Not much, thirty-three pounds and four ounces." Wang Damao replied.

"Not many." Wu Ze nodded.

You know, this is the headquarters of the 18th Army.

There are 200,000 to 300,000 troops under his command, but Baitang only has this little, which is really too cold.

"How much sugar is needed to put in the Japanese engine oil?" Wang Damao asked.

"I don't know yet." Wu Ze shook his head.

"How come you don't know? You can look through the records left by Ma Wanpeng. You should know how much sugar is needed in advance, right?" Wang Damao was suspicious.

"The Japanese's motor oil transportation is not as frequent as fuel oil, and the amount is also different." Wu Ze said, "Don't worry about this. In short, white sugar can be collected as much as possible, so collect it as much as possible."

"Actually, as the logistics department chief, you can also find a way from here, right?" Wang Damao suggested.

"Let's kill Li Mu first." Wu Ze thought about this, of course, but Li Mu was a master and had to kill him first.

"Well, I have already told the 28th Regiment that they are preparing." Wang Damao said, "As long as Li Mu dares to leave Station 23, he will not be allowed to come back alive."

"There is something that you can take time to pay attention to recently." Wu Ze said.

Wu Ze has now become the logistics section chief and has the right to transfer Wang Damao's work.

"Tell me."

"You can find out the situation in the prisoner-of-war camp in the name of work." Wu Ze said, "How many people are there in the prisoner-of-war camp and how the garrison is. Even if the prisoner-of-war eats every day, you must figure out everything. The more detailed the better."

This prisoner of war camp is naturally the prisoner of war camp in the TV series "Bright Sword".

The prisoner-in-arms camp where Yamamoto Kazuki, the captain of the Japanese special forces, used prisoners of war to conduct bare hands to kill people.

Li Yunlong's guard Wei Dayong escaped from this prisoner of war camp.

Wei Dayong was rescued by Zhao Gang, who went to the Independent Regiment, and finally became Li Yunlong's guard.

"Do you want to save these prisoners of war?" Wang Damao heard this and suspicious, "They are all prisoners of war from the direct army. Even if they are saved, they will not..."

"I have my own reasons for doing things. Just hurry up and do it." Wu Ze interrupted Wang Damao, "But there is one thing you have to pay attention to."

“Which point?”

"I saw from the information left by Ma Wanpeng that there seemed to be a Japanese in that prisoner-of-war camp doing some secret training. Remember it, don't ask, you can't even ask questions, and you can't get close to them. Do you understand!" Wu Ze said solemnly.

Yamamoto Ichiki trained special forces, which is the absolute secret of the Japanese, and Ma Wanpeng should not know.

But Wu Ze wanted to tell the source, so he pushed Ma Wanpeng, because no one could argue anyway.

And Yamamoto Ichiki, the Japanese devil, is not an ordinary person.

He even found such confidential information about the headquarters of the 18th Army in Daxia Bay, which is enough to show that this person is an absolute top expert in intelligence.

Wang Damao rashly inquire about the training of the special forces, and he will definitely be noticed by Yamamoto Ichiki.

Once Wang Damao has trouble, he will have to go through the trouble.

When Wang Damao heard this, he was suspicious: "Chief Ma doesn't seem to have the right to get in touch with the secret training of the Japanese, right?"

"I don't know how Ma Wanpeng knew, but I've burned the information, so I don't care about this." Wu Ze looked at Wang Damao, "You remember, the secret training of the Japanese cannot be touched. If you touch it, if we can't make a fuss, we will both die, and we don't even have a chance to evacuate."

"Okay, I understand." Wang Damao focused heavily.

Although Wang Damao was very curious about the secret training of the Japanese and wanted to know.

But Wu Ze talked about the dangers, and even Wu Ze was involved, so Wang Damao must remember Wu Ze's words.

If Wu Ze is in trouble, Wang Damao will be the sinner of the country and the nation!

"Okay, let's do it today. Go back and rest. The big operation at the headquarters is about to begin. At that time, we will have to bear the pressure from Puyou. I'm afraid we won't even sleep." Wu Ze said.

"Yes." Wang Damao went.

Wu Ze just lay down and someone knocked on the door outside: "Secretary Zhong, are you asleep?"

When Wu Ze heard this, he was suddenly in a terrifying moment.

It's not that the sound is shrill or that the sound is tragic. On the contrary, the sound is like a sound of nature.

But this sound fell into Wu Ze's ears, and it was the devil's voice.

The owner of this voice is Puyu's wife: Saki Inoue.

On this evening, Saki Inoue came to knock on Wu Ze’s door. How could Wu Ze not be afraid?

"Madam, I'm asleep." Wu Ze really didn't want to respond to her.

"Secretary Zhong, please come with me to your home immediately." Saki Inoue said.

When Wu Ze heard this, he had goose bumps on his body. Could it be that this woman really likes him?

He even asked himself to go to her house, but Pu You is back now.

"Madam, I'm very sleepy. If you have anything to do, you will come to Station 23 tomorrow..." Wu Ze decisively refused.

"The webmaster has something urgent to come to you." Saki Inoue interrupted Wu Ze.

When Wu Ze heard this, his heart suddenly felt relieved and his mind suddenly became clear.

I am still a little too sensitive. Now that Puyou is back, he is at home. Even if his wife Saki Inoue wants to wear him a second cuckold, she will never be able to bring a wild man home... Bah, why is I a wild man?

Wu Ze quickly put on his clothes and reminded himself in his heart.

Today, this flaw is a bit big, but fortunately no one sees it.

You must pay attention in the future.

Wu Ze put on his clothes and walked out to open the door. Under the moonlight, there were not only Saki Inoue, but also a dozen Japanese soldiers.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Wu Ze once again realized that he was thinking too much. Even Pu You, who is in the middle of the night, probably worried that his wife would not be safe to walk around at night.

Therefore, there are also Japanese soldiers to protect them.

Wu Ze asked Saki Inoue: "What is the urgent matter for the webmaster to look for me?"

"Secretary Zhong, don't be nervous, it's a business matter." Saki Inoue.

"I'm not nervous, I'm not nervous, let's go there quickly." Wu Ze said.

Wu Ze was still very alert.

Even if the old Japanese man Pu You had something to do with him, he would just send a Japanese soldier to pass the message. Why bother to let his wife go there in person?

Something is wrong, there must be something wrong here.

As expected by Wu Ze, after getting on the bus, Saki Inoue spoke: "Secretary Zhong is such a handsome talent and outstanding ability. I heard from the webmaster that I praised you. Chief Ma died. You will stabilize the logistics department in a short time. The people in the logistics department work harder than before."

"It's too much, the webmaster has too much." Wu Ze said humbly, "I dare not neglect my affairs for the Imperial Army, nor dare not neglect my affairs."

Wu Ze was even more vigilant in his heart.

Saki Inoue praises her outstanding abilities, so what is the best talent?

We are so thin and weak now. We can't compare our skin with Ma Wanpeng, and our strength cannot be compared with Ma Wanpeng. This girl is famous for her talents, which makes Wu Ze feel unknown.

"Secretary Zhong is modest. In my eyes, I actually think Section Chief Zhong is better than Section Chief Ma." Saki Inoue.

"Madam, I've just been here for a few days. I guess you don't even know what day I'm on. How could you know that I'm better than Chief Ma?" Wu Ze deliberately buried a small trap for Saki Inoue in his words.

If Saki Inoue is really interested in her, she will definitely check her information behind the scenes.

If she could tell her birthday, then this would be awful for Wu Ze, and it would be a disaster.

"Chief Zhong, I don't know your birthday, but since the webmaster praised you and said you are better than Chief Ma, then you must be better than Chief Ma." Saki Inoue smiled, like an extremely beautiful rose.

Wu Ze looked at Saki Inoue's smile, his scalp was still numb.

It seems that this girl hasn't looked through her information, but she laughed at her for nothing. Also, he changed "excellent" to "strong". This small change is not something Wu Ze thought about, it won't make a good deal...

Wu Ze looked up at Saki Inoue again, and the latter's smile was still like Chunfeng: "Secretary Zhong, don't be nervous."

"I'm not nervous, I'm not nervous." Wu Ze shook his head and tried his best to suppress the ups and downs in his heart.

In his heart, he felt increasingly that killing Li Mu was imminent.

Today, Saki Inoue comes to pass the message, and Li Mu will definitely know about this.

Li Mu conjectures from this that Saki Inoue is not sensitive to him... This matter must be planned from the worst.

Once the situation is not good, Li Mu may have to destroy his mouth immediately.

Fortunately, maybe Wu Ze deliberately pretended to be like a wood that didn't understand the charm. Saki Inoue found a few more topics with him, and Wu Ze was very excited... Anyway, Saki Inoue made him bored, so Saki Inoue stopped talking in the end.

As long as the man and woman do not continue to communicate, there will be a chance to stop.

When he arrived at Puyou's house, Saki Inoue led Wu Ze into the door.
To be continued...