Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Chapter 1073 Infiltrating the Japanese Fleet

Now that the location has been pinpointed, the rest is easy.

Zhang Yunhe immediately piloted the spacecraft landing craft to accelerate forward. A huge thrust came from his back, and pale blue flames spewed from the tail of the landing craft. With a "whoosh," it shot out several kilometers away.

"No wonder astronauts in later generations have to undergo rigorous physical training. At this speed of flight, you simply can't keep up without strong physical fitness!" Zhang Yunhe couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

A few minutes later, the landing craft piloted by Zhang Yunhe appeared invisibly above the Japanese fleet and the hijacked cargo ship convoy.

To the naked eye, the largest cruiser in the Japanese fleet was sailing at the very front of the entire convoy, with the cargo ships sandwiched between Japanese destroyers and escorts on both sides. In this formation, it would be very difficult for the cargo ships to turn around and escape.

After observing the situation, Zhang Yunhe no longer hesitated. He piloted the landing craft to hover above the old cruiser and then slowly descended.

When the landing craft was only three meters away from the main gun turret at the bow of the ship, Zhang Yunhe immediately ordered the landing craft to maintain its speed and altitude, opened the hatch, and lightly jumped down, landing on the turret like a feather. Two meters away, the two Japanese soldiers operating the turret were still leaning against the gun barrel, smoking and chatting.

With a thought, Zhang Yunhe stored the landing craft above his head into his backpack space.

He then lightly jumped down from the turret and landed on the deck. The sea breeze was not strong and the temperature was about 20 degrees Celsius, so the Japanese naval soldiers were not cold at all while standing at their posts in their sailor uniforms.

There was hardly anyone moving around on the deck; the Japanese soldiers were all sticking to their posts.

Zhang Yunhe moved between the turrets, between the anti-aircraft machine guns and the close-in weapon systems, and soon he had walked through all the places and facilities on the deck of this old cruiser and understood the general situation.

He arrived at the entrance to the ship's cabin, climbed the stairs down to the first level of the cabin, and found that the cabins near the hatch were mostly living and sleeping quarters for the ship's crew.

After circling around, he found the ammunition magazine located in the front third of the ship's cabin. This ammunition magazine was located on the second deck, which was designed to prevent shells from penetrating the deck and exploding inside. Now that the ammunition magazine was on the second deck, shells fired by the enemy ship would have to penetrate two layers of protection to reach the ammunition magazine, making it much more difficult.

The Japanese naval officers and soldiers on the deck were all sticking to their posts, but some of the Japanese soldiers in the cabins below were sleeping, some were playing cards in their cabins, and the ammunition compartment was empty.

Zhang Yunhe walked to the door and reached out to turn the switch dial to open it. Just then, a sailor turned the corner and saw the switch dial on the ammunition depot door turning. He was immediately startled. Although he couldn't see anyone, the switch was definitely turning. He immediately shouted, "Who? Who?"

Zhang Yunhe turned his head and saw that he had been discovered. Without thinking, he raised his hand and fired a spear. The bright spear instantly pierced the chest of the Japanese sailor, and the huge force knocked him back two steps and he fell to the ground.

Zhang Yunhe continued to turn the switch, quickly turning it to a specific position, and then he pushed open the door of the ammunition depot.

He then turned around and walked to the body of the Japanese sailor, put the body into his backpack. There were still some bloodstains on the floor, so he took a mop hanging on the wall of the cabin passageway and wiped the bloodstains clean.

Entering the ammunition depot, Zhang Yunhe closed the door behind him. The depot was quite spacious, with ammunition boxes neatly stacked. There was also a movable conveyor belt leading to the ammunition hatch, which was connected to the ground by an elevator. In the event of war, the soldiers in the depot would carry shells and ammunition boxes onto the conveyor belt, which would transport the ammunition to the elevator. Then, other people would carry the ammunition into the elevator, which would then transport the ammunition to the deck. The people on the deck would then push the ammunition to the various turrets and combat positions.

The shells and propellant in the ammunition depot were of no use to Zhang Yunhe, so he didn't bother to take them away. Instead, he took a bomb out of his backpack and put it among a pile of propellant boxes.

This is a remote-controlled bomb; it can be detonated after receiving a remote control signal within a 500-meter range.

After planting the remote-controlled bomb, Zhang Yunhe prepared to retreat, but at that moment the door of the ammunition depot was pushed open and the lights came on.

"The ammunition depot door wasn't even closed. I really don't know what Yamano Chong is doing!" a Japanese soldier in overalls complained.

Another Japanese soldier frowned and said, "Something feels off. Yamano-kun doesn't seem like such a careless person. Could someone have sneaked in?"

"Hahaha, you're really joking. What kind of person could infiltrate a warship sailing on the sea?"

With a "crack," the Japanese soldier had barely finished speaking when Zhang Yunhe, standing behind him, snapped his neck.

Seeing his comrade suddenly fall to the ground, another Japanese soldier's face changed drastically. He immediately reached for his pistol, but Zhang Yunhe didn't give him the chance. He rushed over in a flash, as fast as lightning.

The powerful impact rendered the Japanese soldier completely unable to draw his gun until he was slammed into a pile of ammunition boxes with a muffled thud. The impact caused his sternum to crack and his chest cavity to cave in.

Zhang Yunhe pressed him firmly against the ammunition box. He tried to struggle but couldn't muster any strength. Zhang Yunhe also covered his mouth and nose, making it impossible for him to breathe. He was finished in less than a minute.

After storing both bodies in his backpack, Zhang Yunhe walked to the ammunition depot door, opened it, glanced outside, and seeing no one in the passageway, immediately slipped out, closed the door, locked it, and then turned to leave.

Back on deck, Zhang Yunhe looked around and found a secluded spot where no one was around. He took out a landing craft, climbed inside, started the landing craft, and flew towards a destroyer on his left rear.

Once aboard the destroyer, Zhang Yunhe followed the same pattern, first observing the situation on the deck of the warship, then sneaking into the lower cabins to find the location of the ammunition depot, and trying to find a way to enter and install remote-controlled bombs.

The destroyer's guns are not large in caliber, so the shells used are all integrated with the propellant, with the propellant inside the shell casing. In contrast, the shells of large-caliber naval guns are all separated into the shell and the propellant, with only the shell and no shell casing. Before firing, the shell is loaded first, and then a special propellant package is loaded in, so that the shell can be fired.

In this way, Zhang Yunhe installed remote-controlled bombs on the remaining escort ships and gunboats in the Japanese fleet, so that only a mixed formation of fighter jets and bombers could arrive.