"His Excellency, thank you so much!"

Itagaki Kun's face was filled with smiles, he looked at Yang Feng above his head, and then bowed deeply and said.

He was from the heart. During this period, Itagaki Kwan was trapped in Temasek. He was living like a year. He had almost no hope for his life. He wanted to pull a knife into his stomach several times, and even pulled out the knife, but in the end he still didn't muster up the courage to stab it in.

After all, he is old and small. Itagaki Jun, who was forcing 30,000 people to attack 200,000 people, is no longer as brave as he used to be. It is better to live than to die well.

It was precisely because of this that he treated Yang Feng as a life-saving straw, but he really didn't expect that this guy was so friendly that he not only agreed to save him happily, but also took him out of the British. When he met at this time, let alone him, even the generals and his subordinates were moved to the corners of their eyes.

Well!?

But unfortunately, just as it was when Itagaki Jun wiped away the tears in the corner of his eyes, the style of painting in front of him suddenly changed.

"Ichigaki, do you want to make a game?"

Yang Feng said with a smile and reached out to the side. A beautiful bodyguard immediately handed a huge barrel, almost as thick as the barrel, similar to an anti-tank gun, but handed it to him with something with a large scope.

OK, this is a Barrett M107.

"His Excellency, what do you want to do?"

Itagaki Jun suddenly had an ominous premonition. He asked with a vigilant look, and at the same time he gave a wink at Shimura Fumio next to him. The latter nodded slightly, and then all the Japanese generals around him began to exchange their eyes. After all, these guys were not fools, they were all cunning, and they were not props in the anti-Japanese drama. They were extremely sensitive to danger.

"It's nothing, I'm just playing a small game called Battle Royale. It seems that you should have played it in China before. To put it simply, you run and I'll fight. As long as you can hold on for fifteen minutes, you can get on the boat." Yang Feng said with a smile in his arms, holding Barrett M107.

"Do it!"

Itagaki Jun suddenly roared.

More than a hundred Japanese elites who had already prepared their skills rushed out almost instantly and directly hit dozens of female soldiers standing at the European Bison hatch.

These are all real elites. Most of them are from warrior families and have extremely rich battlefield experience. They can be said to have climbed out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood. Each of them must have dozens or even hundreds of lives. At this time, they were angry and crashed into the delicate little girls like more than one hundred evil tigers. The latter's defense line looked as fragile as paper.

Itagaki Jun raised his head and looked at Yang Feng above his head, showing a faint sneer, as if he was back fourteen years ago, when he stood under Fengtian City with such a smile.

However, Yang Feng, who was above his head, still smiled happily.

Itagaki Jun's heart was trembling, as if he had an ominous premonition, but at this moment, a scream suddenly came. He hurriedly looked down at the front, and a black shadow passed by his eyes and fell heavily on the soft beach.

"Shimura-kun?"

Itagaki Jun said in surprise.

Well, the one who fell in front of him like a dead dog was Deputy Chief of Staff of Shimura who rushed in the front. Fortunately, there was a fine sea sand buffer. Although it was falling like a toad, Shimura Jun was still not hurt.

Itagaki Kun raised her head in disbelief, and then her eyes almost glared out.

Just at the door of the cabin opposite, the girls standing side by side with lights on their backs were holding an officer under their own hands, holding them in one hand, just like a weak little chicken. As the latter struggled with dancing hands, he raised his hands in unison, and then...

Then the Japanese elites in their hands flew out in elegant arcs.

This scene was not only Itagaki-kun, but also the remaining Japanese generals who had already rushed to the door of the cabin were also stunned.

"Run!"

Just as the sound of landing in chaos, Itagaki Jun, who woke up, shouted without hesitation, turned his head suddenly and rushed straight to the dark bushes in front. Behind him, all the Japanese generals escaped from the beach and rushed into the dense forest. Shimura Jun and others also got up and joined the escape ranks.

"The battle royale begins!"

Yang Feng slapped the deck with an alarm clock, then slowly set up the Barrett M107, turned on the thermal imaging sight, and started playing his little game happily.

This deserted island is only tens of thousands of square meters in total. Although the vegetation is dense, it is full of low bushes and vines. I'm afraid that no one has been there since its inception. Almost all the Japanese elites are crawling down the vines. In their opinion, this method should be safe enough, especially in the middle of the night. As long as it leaves the light range, it is absolutely fine to hold on for more than ten minutes. Although this is humiliating, and even when crawling, it may be bitten by snakes and stung by poisonous insects, it is better than being bullets.

Yang Feng's rifle looked numb and he was always playing with this thing for his whole life. The Japanese elites, including the twelve generals and ninety-six assistants, knew that they would be beaten into pieces if they were hit by a bullet like that.

These people were sticking their pisses under the bushes like dogs, and cursing Itagaki in their hearts with all the words they could think of. It was his stupidity that pushed them into the fire pit. Even though they knew that the Chinese and Japanese were as deep as the sea, they still believed that Yang Feng would protect them? Stay in the hands of the British, except Itagaki and the third Lieutenant General of the Navy, everyone else would probably not die, but now that they were fine, they stretched their necks under Yang Feng's guillotine.

At this time, they all had the heart to bite the till they could not bear it.

"Which one is Itagaki Kung? He can't be hurt." Yang Feng was also lying on the deck thinking about Itagaki Kung. This guy was searching carefully with a large-sized passive infrared imager holding a large-sized passive infrared imager. The red dots representing the elites of the Japanese army were clearly on it.

Of course he couldn't beat Itagaki Jun to death, he was still waiting to play with the five horses to dismember him! It would be boring to kill him now.

This battle royale game is not about him being bored and having fun for himself. Although he does have this mentality, it is mainly to leave a way for the British and clear the suspicion of Huaji people. Itagaki and others absconded, and then bump into a group of Huaji smuggling gangs. Of course, this is not obvious. As long as everyone knows it, they can just run into a group of Chinese armed forces with a strong sense of justice. As a result, after a fierce battle, some Japanese generals were killed and injured, and the rest, including Itagaki, were all arrested. These people felt that the Chinese should be tried, so they did not send them back to Temasek, but directly sent them to Anbuna Island. Then Yang Feng could publicly judge them.

Of course, this kind of thing must not be hidden from the smart people. Mountbatton knew that the person was stolen by Yang Feng as soon as he guessed. After all, such a dramatic story makes people feel fake when he hears it. But since he is a smart person, he will not affect the relationship between the two parties because of such a trivial matter. Anyway, Yang Feng sets up the steps for him, and he just goes along. As for how Itagaki and others deal with it, the Far East International Military Court has nothing to do with him.

"Ah, Itagaki Kwan is here!"

Yang Feng soon found a different one among the red dots, because this seemed to be deliberately keeping distance from others. They crawled among the trees and could definitely hear nearby sounds, and this always deliberately distanced when someone approached.

It is obvious that he is afraid of encountering others, and the only one who is most afraid of encountering others is Itagaki Jun.

"I'm so sorry, Itagaki Jun, you can't be a human being." Yang Feng expressed his apology to Itagaki Jun silently, throwing the thermal imager aside, quickly lay behind Barrett, and aimed at one of the red dots with the thermal image sight.

The general body outline of this Japanese elite appeared in the monocular lens after magnification. In fact, they were only more than 100 meters away from Yang Feng at this time. Although there were branches covering the top of their heads, this had no substantial impact on the passive infrared sight.

At this time, he was almost clinging to the ground, squirming like crawling forward on the battlefield, his movements were skillful and smooth, and he was a veteran who had been through many battles. Yang Feng's muzzle was aimed at the base of his thigh without hesitation. After adjusting his breath slightly, he then pulled the trigger. As the gunshot sounded, the red human figure on the eyepiece trembled violently, and then a piece was broken in the middle, and the rest twisted violently. In just a dozen seconds, he stopped moving.

"Uh, sorry, I just wanted to break one of your legs, it's because the gun is too powerful."

Yang Feng apologized appropriately, and then pointed the gun at the next target. He moved the target position a little bit and successfully broke the opponent's leg.

Looking at the red figure of the Japanese elite who was holding half of his right leg and twisting his body in pain, but holding back his screams, even Yang Feng felt a little respect. It was obvious that this guy didn't know that his every move was under surveillance. He thought that Yang Feng was just a random trick so he hit him, afraid that loud screams would reveal himself.

But unfortunately, his perseverance lasted only a few seconds, and then he burst into heart-wrenching screams.

Just like a bug, lying among the rotten leaves, itagaki Jun, who was carefully squirming, was frightened by the scream, and he soon heard who it was.

"Omura, don't look for me if you die. It's nothing to do with me. It's all Yang Feng is too cunning, and I'm also a victim." He crawled while muttering in his heart.

At this moment, another gunshot was heard.

Immediately afterwards, another Japanese elite who was shot and screamed.

Itagaki Jun shivered for a moment, sighed deeply, and buried his head deeper.
Chapter completed!