In the dark green gauze tent.

Yang Crazyman inserted the wrench gun into his back, held the 38th hood, and fired five consecutive shots into the ground under his feet.

The scattered Japanese soldiers were each responsible for a fan area and barely pieced together an encirclement.

The continuous gunfire of the fire broke out, immediately attracting the attention of the Japanese who were helping to defend the enemy. Birdsy asked: "Inoue, what's going on?"

Yang Crazy Man lowered his voice and replied casually: "A Eighth Route Army has come, and he has been killed... No casualties on our side..."

A voice from the Japanese came from a distance: "Be careful and change your position at any time!"

"Yes!" Yang Crazy Man waved after answering.

Two dim figures of Japanese men walking west, front and back tiptoed through, and the Japanese men walking in front were tall and straight, not very much like short Japanese men.

After easily breaking out of the Japanese's unsecured encirclement, Yang Fengzi then threw a grenade to each of the three Japanese teams who were assisting in defense.

Then quickly go west into the green tent and enter the green tent that has just been swept by the reinforcements.

Boom... Boom...

Two violent explosions sounded in the green veil.

Yang Crazyman inserted two long magazines tied together with iron wire into the mullet gun at one end, and then stuck the grip into the gun holster.

A simple version of the submachine gun was quickly formed, with forty rounds of bullets in the crossed magazine!

Hang the wrench gun around your waist, then take out the 38 rifle bullet bridge clip from the bullet box at your waist, pull the bolt and press the bridge into the bullet supply port.

With a click, a bullet was pushed up and loaded.

Zhang Xiaodao, who was following behind, handed a short magazine of a mullet filled with bullets to Yang Qianzi.

The Japanese arranged warning posts in the green gauze tents on both sides of the highway.

The test not long ago easily broke through the Japanese defense line.

The seemingly foolproof defensive measures of the Japanese were unprepared in the eyes of Yang Chengzhi, who knew the bird's singing and the Japanese's command.

He felt...even Zhang Xiaodao, a guy who doesn't understand bird singing, could sneak into the Japanese team.

There is absolutely no problem in getting in.

From another perspective, the Japanese security forces we are facing now are completely incomparable to the elite Japanese main force.

I originally thought it would take some time to find the Japanese poisonous gas bomb, but now Zhang Xiaodao follows him and has less trouble.

The gunshots behind him did not disappear. It was supposed to be the big dog who broke through the chaotic explosion caused by the explosion. The gunshots were dense and violent, and the gunshots were sparse after less than half a minute of the sound.

Zhang Xiaodao tells the story of him getting into the Japanese: "I was in the eighth car at that time... If I hadn't been able to drive, I would have definitely killed the Japanese who drove away the Japanese car..."

"Don't brag!"

"What I'm saying is true. The fifth and sixth cars of the Japanese baggage team are hanging from the 92 infantry cannons, and the tenth cars are equipped with heavy mortars..."

Both of them were wearing gas masks on their faces, and the voices of their speech didn't come far...

On the road.

The reinforcements from the Japanese West Road were blocked, and then the convoy of heavy weapons of infraction artillery arrived. The road was crowded for a while.

The Japanese Captain who followed was busy making a brief battle with Xiong Erliang, then looked at the map and arranged troops.

Knowing that the road was still filled with deadly poison gas, the reinforcement captain had to let his subordinates gather eastward into the Qingshi Tent, and hurriedly detoured south along the passage left by the previous advance troops.

Due to the existence of toxic gas, the exploded road has not been repaired yet, and the convoy carrying heavy firepower is temporarily unavailable and can only stare at me for a while.

…

Yang Crazy and his wife were lying on the ground watching a large number of Japanese soldiers passing by not far away in front of them.

At the edge of the green gauze tent that was squeezed open by countless Japanese soldiers, there was only a three-person Japanese soldier who was whistling.

From time to time, I looked at the light of cars on the road in the distance and listened to the noise of the Japanese coming from the other side of the road.

I guessed in my heart that the Japanese reinforcements should not be familiar with the original Japanese.

So, he decided to go there directly.

The Japanese alert trio stared at their defense area with big eyes.

One of the Japanese suddenly felt a little cold in his waist. He subconsciously wanted to look back, but suddenly felt that his neck was also getting cold and he seemed unable to breathe.

It seems that I don't need to breathe anymore.

After falling to the ground, I finally understood what was going on.

Because he saw the bloodline shot from his neck. Although the bloodline was black under the moonlight, he still knew it was the bloodline.

Once upon a time, when I stabbed those Chinese people with a bayonet to death, I saw them many times, but the angles were different.

Out of my eyes, I saw a tall black shadow of the Imperial Army with a rifle in my arms, walking towards my companion as if no one was around.

The light in the green gauze tent was dim, but it was not pitch black. The moonlight in the green gauze tent that was squeezed out by someone shone unscrupulously on the ground.

One irregular moonlight after another scattered illuminates the ground.

The walking pace seemed gloomy and weird.

The Japanese's pupils could no longer be controlled began to dilate, and the gray and black sky turned into pitch black.

Crazy Yang held the bayonet in his hand and walked slowly step by step the Japanese lying on the ground.

The footsteps caught the attention of the Japanese in the middle and turned around and asked, "Haikawa, have you... grown taller?"

As the moonlight gradually illuminates the cold face, the Japanese realized that the situation was not strong...

Seeing that the other party was not holding a gun, he was a little hesitant for a moment, should he shout a roar on the enemy's attack?

The two sides were three meters apart, and finally saw the bayonet in the other party’s hand, the black bayonet!

When I raised my gun and aimed, I found that the other party had moved.

A touch of black slashed through the darkness in the tent like lightning, and the tip of the bayonet seemed to have a sound of breaking through the air.

The knife is in front and the person is behind. The black shadow flashes and lets the rifle lift the branches and leaves of the sorghum.

The bayonet stabbed into the Japanese neck accurately.

As the bayonet turned, the Japanese left only fearful eyes.

...

The two of them were not very active, but the Japanese guarding next to them did not move.

There is no way, he can't move.

Because a black shadow crawling from the ground was pulling out a bayonet from the Japanese's back...

An important skill to sneak attack and kill the enemy is to not let the enemy make a sound before death.

This is different from killing a pig. You must use one hand to jail the opponent's neck or cover your mouth.

Compared with the methods of Liu Yuan’s Puritanism, covering his mouth and twisting his neck, the possibility of making mistakes is much greater.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! No matter how powerful a finger is, it is difficult to break a person's neck and requires skills.

Press the enemy's cervical sinus artery with your fingers, which can cause the enemy to be dizzy in about three seconds!

The first time he used this method, Zhang Xiaodao did not dare to be careless. In his understanding, he had to stab the Japanese devils ten or eight times to ensure that they were safe!

After a burst of searching, three Japanese corpses were dragged into the depths of the green gauze tent.

The smell of blood began to spread.

Yang Fengzi walked in the dim blue gauze tent with Zhang Xiaodao, and the two of them seemed to have a lot of grenades hanging on them.

The Japanese infantry is equipped with four grenades with standard equipment.

These three Japanese may have noble identities and have almost never fought for three consecutive days.

So there are a lot of grenades on your body.

Through the periphery of the Japanese, the bloody smell began to spread, and sooner or later the Japanese would find out. Yang Crazy seems not nervous at all, because his pace is still neither hurry nor slow, and he doesn't even deliberately lightly at all. He just keeps a rhythm and walks forward slowly, more like walking.

There is a second line of defense for the Japanese ahead, and it is also the last line of defense for the Japanese who are advancing to the highway.

Yang Crazy suddenly stopped, then pulled off the 38 rifle bolt and pushed the bullet to load it, and the muzzle was pointed at the ground at will.

Within 0:5 seconds, he pointed the gun directly in front of him.

A sound of footsteps came.

Two Japanese soldiers were transferred from the sorghum field that was squeezed out in front!

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the Japanese commander.

Both sides are about to face each other.

At this moment, it seems that even time is cold to the point of stillness...

The Japanese who led the lead should have noticed Yang Crazy and the other two. After getting close, they sniffed and asked, "Strange... Why... is such a strong smell of blood?"

"The battlefield is this smell..." The voice came from the imperial soldier opposite the Japanese, who was also talking about birds.

Both sides did not stop and the distance continued to be closer.

The imperial soldier who saw him was tall, and the Japanese commanded the soldiers to slow down and let them go to the side of the road.

The figures of both sides finally intertwined.

The Japanese commander suddenly realized something was wrong, and something seemed to be stuck in his chest...

A strong smell of blood penetrates the nasal cavity...

With a puff, the bayonet pulled out a special sound from his body, and then blood sprayed Yang Fengzi's face full of gas mask, adding all his body.
Chapter completed!