As he spoke, he pulled Murong Xue to the front and whispered.
"Since they are stationed here, there must be many confidential documents inside.”
As a soldier who had transmigrated from the 21st century, he was naturally aware of this.
As long as he could get his hands on the documents or telegrams from the Japanese, he could at least get some important information about the Japanese.
This included their movements and the deployment of their forces. It was also important information.
Of course, Murong Xue and the others couldn't understand what he was thinking.
However, since Yan Nanfei was doing this, they naturally cooperated with him.
Soon, Yan Nanfei and the others arrived at the camp of the devils.
After a short search, Yan Nanfei finally found the office of the supreme commander.
The fatty probably never expected that he would be shot in the head by Yan Nanfei the moment he showed his face.
Moreover, all the confidential documents in their command center had not been destroyed or transferred in time.
Er Mao and the others quickly climbed to the top of the turret and saw the corpses of the Japanese lying on the ground.
There were also four corpses in different military uniforms.
"Looks like these short-lived ghosts should be the highest commanders here. They deserve it!”
Sixi kicked the fat man's body with his foot, then bent down to pick up the long knife in his hand.
He immediately raised his hand and chopped off the fatty's head.
His blood spilled all over the ground. Sixi and the others who were watching beside him turned their heads with disgust and couldn't bear to watch anymore.
"Er Mao, what are you doing?”
Sixi frowned and asked.
"Nonsense, of course I'll take it back and let the disciples in the sect see it!”
Er Mao raised his eyebrows proudly.
He thought to himself,'This is also giving our Young Master face. Who said that the Japanese are scary? Didn't they still lose their temper after being killed by us?'
Hearing this, Sixi was speechless. She glared at him and said in a low voice.
"You're crazy. If the sect master and the elders see this, it will definitely bring trouble to the young master.”
Although he said that, he was still proud of himself.
He didn't expect that when the Japanese were rumored to be vampires, everyone would avoid them like a cat seeing a mouse.
Now, he was actually killed by a small number of people.
Er Mao glanced at him and said as he took off the ghost's clothes and picked up the head.
"Don't worry! We'll take it down and see what Young Master decides. At most, we'll just give this dog head to the Japanese and let them know that our ZBG is not to be trifled with.”
Sixi didn't say anything. He immediately ordered the five or six disciples behind him to collect all the guns on the ground.
Downstairs, in Nakata's office, Yan Nanfei and Murong Xue were rummaging through the cabinets. In a short while, they had collected quite a number of documents.
With Yan Nanfei's experience in understanding Japanese, he quickly filtered through the documents that were of little value.
In the end, there were more than ten valuable confidential documents.
"Alright, Xue 'er, there's no need to stay here anymore. We should burn it down.”
"Alright!"
Murong Xue excitedly picked up the match on the table and placed the stack of documents under the table to light them up.
A moment later, the entire office was filled with thick smoke, and the flames directly shot up to the roof.
Just as the two of them walked into the courtyard, they saw a disciple running over.
"Young Master, we found a group of captives over there. They are all dead, except for one person who is still alive.”
Hearing this, Yan Nanfei waved his hand and instructed.
"Hurry up and save them. We have to leave this place immediately.”
He also knew that Yu Biao and his men wouldn't last long. The reinforcements from the Japanese would arrive soon.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a few disciples supporting a person whose appearance could not be seen clearly.
Yan Nanfei didn't take a closer look. It wasn't the time to waste.
He waved his hand and shouted at Er Mao and the others who had just come down.
"Let's go! Throw a few bombs at me and we will leave. This place will naturally not be left for the Japanese to use.”
In fact, Sixi and the others had already prepared the bombs that had not been used up before. They threw dozens of bombs on the roofs of each room behind them.
When they reached the river, they heard a rumbling sound behind them.
After the sound faded, Yan Nanfei imitated the cuckoo's chirping.
The people who had been lying in ambush on the hill across the river also followed his instructions and retreated.
As everyone ran back the way they came from, deafening gunshots could be heard from behind them.
Yan Nanfei did not even turn his head as he pulled Xue 'er and ran.
After walking for a short while, he met up with San Dou, Wu Kui, and Liu Shun.
However, it seemed that the Japanese reinforcements had not arrived yet.
They arrived at the place where they had tied up their horses in one go. After hiding for a while, they found that there was no danger. Only then did they ride their horses in the direction of Twin Dragon Mount.
The sound of horse hooves rang out again. It did not take long for them to return to the small wooden house from before.
After everyone jumped off their horses, they all sat on the ground and panted heavily.
In fact, they had all returned on horseback, so they were not tired. It was just that their tense nerves had finally relaxed, and they all heaved a sigh of relief.
"Er Mao, what's that in your hand? Is it a bomb?”
Yan Nanfei pulled the weeds behind him with both hands. His gaze inadvertently fell on the thing wrapped in the military uniform beside Er Mao's hand. He could not help but ask casually.
"Haha! Did you find something good from the Japanese? Hurry up and show me!"
"Ah!"
Er Mao was about to stop him, but Murong Xue pulled him over.
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