Anti-Japanese Super Killer Li Yunlong
1 Predicament: Gray Cloud Ridge

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Boom! Boom! Boom!

Bright Sword World, Ashen Cloud Ridge, the fierce battle was still raging.

In front of him was a column of black smoke, flying dust and red liquid that was as terrifying as ketchup, dead and injured people wrapped in gray military uniforms, and choking smoke.

Many people were crouching behind the rocks and shooting, some coughing.

"Guild Leader, Guild Leader! Wuwuwu." A strong man with a square face grabbed his shoulder and shook it while crying.

"Regiment Commander, I'm Zhang Dabiao, Battalion Commander Zhang Dabiao! Are you injured?" The burly man said excitedly.

Suddenly, a stream of consciousness gushed into Zhang Rui's mind like a waterfall. A completely different cognition became the core of his thoughts.

"I'm not injured! It's fine. You continue to hide."

However, the Japanese had used mortars to bombard the area and knocked him out.

He was clearly the king of the modern special forces, nicknamed the God of Killing. It seemed like he had just completed a difficult mission and returned victorious. He ate heartily at the celebration party, drank wine, ate meat, and had a brazen party with a few girls...

He couldn't remember the details.

"Guild Leader, what should we do? Look, the Japanese have completely blocked our path! We need to break through." "Why don't I lead the suicide squad?" Zhang Dabiao said.”

He was proficient in special tactics and eight special skills, and he was also training as a battalion commander in a modern field army. Therefore, Zhang Rui was not panicking at all.

He easily found a small hill behind the Japanese. Under the binoculars, there were some radio antennae sticking out!

It was a magical cannoneer from a movie. He was extremely lucky. With a thumbs up and a squint of his small eyes, two cannonballs blew up the Japanese commander Sakata.

"Reporting to regiment commander, Wang Chengzhu is injured and unconscious!”Zhang Dabiao reported.

Zhang Rui was shocked. No, it was different from what he saw on TV!

If they didn't blow up the Japanese commander and damage the morale of the Japanese, a frontal assault would be tantamount to hitting a rock with an egg. With the disparity in weapons, techniques, and training standards between the two sides, they would be completely wiped out!

Zhang Rui knew the differences between the Japanese and the Eighth Route Army during the war.

Wasn't he a special talent who was highly skilled in martial arts? Personal bodyguards were very impressive.

"Captain, I'm here, please give me your instructions!”Monk Wei came out of the smoke and the shrapnel of the Japanese soldiers.

Monk Wei's sturdy body swayed." Leader, I'll do whatever you say. If you want me to charge, I'll charge with all my might!"”

Zhang Rui's heart skipped a beat. Fine, other than his martial arts skills being a little better, he was only at the level of a hothead. He didn't know any tactics!

He wanted to find someone to ask. After all, he had just arrived and needed to investigate.

"What?" Break out of the encirclement? Regiment Commander, please give the order. I will lead the suicide squad to charge forward.”

Zhang Rui took a deep breath.

The soldiers of the 8th Route Army were not afraid of death. They were all good people. Unfortunately, they did not understand tactics and were very dangerous.

It was completely different from the movies and dramas now.

He thought for a moment and immediately came up with an idea." Comrades, let's hide first. If we want to break out of the encirclement and charge, we must first kill the Japanese commander and the mortar soldiers. Otherwise, it will be difficult to break out of the encirclement!”

Zhang Dabiao scratched his head." Leader, what you said makes sense. However, the Japanese are too far away. We can't reach them."”

Monk Wei and Duan Peng requested for them to charge.

Charge my ass! Was he looking for death?

Soon, Duan Peng ran over with a 38-caliber Japanese gun and five bullets.

Duan Peng was a little confused." Regiment commander, this is the standard. Each person has five bullets per shot. Some soldiers have already fired, and now they have run out of bullets!”

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