The sunlight from the sun in the sky sprinkled down on the thick snow on the ground. A few stubborn withered grass fluttered in the cold wind.
"Hu-"
The five cars passed through the omnipresent cold wind in the air.
Sitting in the passenger seat of the car, Daisuke Yamamoto Ichiki would occasionally turn his head to look at General Tokumio, who was wearing a full set of Lieutenant General's armor of the Imperial Japanese Army, and the young and handsome man he brought with him.
"What's wrong? Shanmu-kun?" Miyabi Higashiku, who had been resting with his eyes closed, could not help but raise his eyebrows when he felt the constant gazes on him. He opened his eyes and asked.
"Nothing, General." Yamamoto Ichiki lowered his head respectfully.
Four days ago, Lieutenant General Miyabi Higashiku had arrived in Taiyuan. After resting for three days in Taiyuan, he set off again. However, due to the death of Ito Shinshin, who knew the exact information, General Masato was afraid that Miyabi Higashiku's whereabouts would be exposed, so he specially arranged for the two teams that were originally supposed to escort him to set off by train.
After that, Masayoshi Asuka sent out his most elite Yamamoto Secret Service Team, which was also his trump card, to secretly escort Miyuo Higashiku to Baotou.
Along the way, Yamamoto Ichiki strictly followed Asuzuka Yoshio's instructions and did not come into contact with any of the strongholds along the way. He basically eliminated the possibility of the Chinese armed forces 'spies inside the puppet army passing on information.
Today was the first day of Miyabi Higashiku's departure. Just an hour ago, they had passed by Ping 'an County, which had experienced a bloody battle five days ago.
"Yamamoto Kun, I heard that you and Ban Heng Kun graduated from Lu University in the same batch?”
"Yes."
"Yes." " It's been hard on you. You gave up your career for the Empire's special forces research. You're only a colonel now. When we return to Japan, I'll discuss your rank with the headquarters."”
Yamamoto Ichiki's face was expressionless. He only nodded deeply."Thank you for your promotion, General."
Tokumio nodded slightly and closed his eyes to rest.
Miyuo Higashiku, Masuzuka Yoshio, and Yamamoto Ichiki did not know that there was a special occupation in the Celestial Empire called the bandit…
This morning, Zhao Fan learned that there were more than a hundred Japanese and a convoy of five trucks passing by the Green Mountain Stronghold (Zhao Fan's Stronghold). Zhao Fan, who had gained some benefits from fighting the Japanese, decided to ambush the Japanese convoy on the road that the convoy had to pass!
Li Wei, who had already received accurate information about Zhao Fan, was also restless. Although Li Wei only had a dozen people with him, he had finally gathered the necessary conditions to start the operation of the killing machine during an operation two days ago.
After three to four hours of rapid marching, Li Wei brought his men to a mountain valley that was the most suitable for an ambush on the road that the convoy had to pass through.
This time, the valley was like a small canyon. On both sides of the valley were small hills that did not have a steep slope, creating a path that allowed two trucks to pass side by side.
When Li Wei arrived, he found that a troop was already lying in ambush there. He roughly calculated that there were 400 people, spread out on both sides of the col.
Upon closer inspection, wasn't this the puppet army that had defected?
Li Wei laughed sinisterly again. He quietly led his men to a hidden place at the end of the mountain valley and put on their clothes. Li Wei also took out that big killing machine and bought a snow camouflage cloth to cover it.
At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky had just turned dark when five Volkswagen trucks and a car slowly drove over from the east side of the col.
Zhao Fan hid behind a rock on the mountain and peeked out."Japanese, you're finally here. I've been waiting impatiently!”
However, the truck stopped just as it reached the outskirts of the mountain.
Zhao Fan frowned. He knew that this matter couldn't be rushed, so he could only quietly watch the changes in the convoy.
A few Japanese soldiers in combat jackets, non-reflective helmets, and submachine guns alighted from the first car.
Zhao Fan was surprised. This was the first time he had seen a Japanese who didn't use the 38-point cover.
The nine devils that came down quickly divided into three groups and explored the right, left, and middle.
"Not good!" Zhao Fan shouted in his heart.
Sure enough, two of their brothers were discovered by the Japanese. The Japanese reacted quickly. They first lay down and rolled to find cover before firing.
"Da-da-da-"
An MP38 submachine gun fired a short burst shot, killing one of his comrades.
Zhao Fan jumped up and fired a shot at the convoy with the shell spear in his hand. He shouted,"Fight!"
Yamamoto Ichiki, who was in the car, felt that something was amiss when he heard the gunshot. He immediately asked the driver to turn around. However, the gap in the valley was already blocked by a truck that was coming from the side. If he let Miyuo Higashiku get out of the car under such circumstances, it was very likely that something big would happen.
The only way now was to annihilate all the enemies!
" I'm sorry for scaring you," Yamamoto Ichiki said." I believe my special agent team will take care of it. Please wait patiently in the car!"”
After Yamamoto Ichiki finished speaking, he picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered,"The first combat team, protect the general. The other combat teams, get out of the car and kill the enemies in close combat.”
"Yes, sir!"
Following Yamamoto Ichiki's order, the agents on the truck jumped out of the car with their submachine guns.
As soon as he came into contact with them, Zhao Fan felt that something was wrong. The Japanese were too accurate with their guns, and they were aiming for their lives. Zhao Fan saw that eight or nine of his men had fallen after firing the second bullet.
"Conceal and fight! Before Zhao Fan could finish his sentence, his guard pounced on him. When he stood up, he saw that his guard's mid-laner was already dead.
"F * ck! Where did this group of Japanese soldiers come from?!" For some reason, Zhao Fan recalled the mysterious Zhao Fan and his Blizzard Troop that he had met in Ping An County five days ago.
It was surprisingly similar!
" Bang!" Zhao Fan's mortar fired. A shell landed on the Japanese soldiers, and three of them flew into the sky, their limbs flying everywhere.
"Well done! Hit me again!"
"Tong-Tong-"
Two more shots rang out, but this time, it was not the Japanese who flew up, but Zhao Fan's men. The shells fired from the two grenade launchers landed on the mortar position, and along with the flying flesh and blood, there were also the remains of the mortar...
Zhao Fan didn't cry and shout about avenging his dead brothers. Veterans with actual combat experience would never bluff in battle. Like a stingy businessman, he carefully calculated the disparity between the capital of both sides and how to use his limited capital to exchange for the greatest benefits. He saw that after seeing his brother beaten, he would never fly into a rage and rush to avenge his comrade. Instead, he did not even move his eyebrows. The brothers had done their best to fulfill their duties, and it was now their turn to do theirs. It was a war. If a few people died, they would cry and shout for revenge. This war would not be able to be fought. Only new recruits would do this.
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