At this moment, at the Japanese camp.
The captain of the Sakata United Army, Nobutetsu Sakata, was observing the new formation with binoculars in the trenches. After a moment, he put down the binoculars and roared,"These hateful people actually blocked our Third Regiment for such a long time!”
The Third Regiment was the elites of the Fourth Brigade!
In the battle of Xinkou, he defeated the 72nd Division of the Central Army and two other divisions.
During the anti-sweep operation, the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army lost its helmet and abandoned its armor. Kong Jie, the commander, was injured and the political commissar died.
In the battle with the 358th Regiment of the Jinsui Army in Luye, they killed and injured nearly 300 people in just an hour.
If the 358th Regiment had not retreated in time, they would have been completely annihilated by the enemy.
Such an impressive record had long made Sakata feel smug.
However, in this small Gray Cloud Ridge, he was actually blocked by an unknown new group for so long, and many people died. This made him somewhat unhappy!
" Don't worry, Captain Sakata," the deputy said." Our Third Regiment has been invincible since we entered the northwestern part of Shanxi. This Eighth Route Army will be destroyed by us sooner or later!"”
"Colonel, you should have heard that the gunfire of the 8th Route Army is getting rarer and rarer, which means that they have suffered heavy casualties or lack ammunition. Even if they have the geographical advantage, we are confident that we can take them down in a short time!”
"Yosh!"
A smug smile appeared on Nobutetsu Sakata's ugly face, and his rat-like eyes were filled with contempt.
Obviously, he did not take the new ball seriously at this moment.
"Pass on my order, adjust the 2nd and 4th battalions and prepare to attack the Ashen Cloud Ridge Highlands. Destroy their forces before General Sano arrives.”
"Hey!"
the deputy commander replied.
……………………
In a small hill about two kilometers away from the Sakata United Army's command center, Lin Xun, who had just transmigrated, poured demonic energy into his eyes and observed every move on the battlefield.
As a transmigrator, Lin Xun had naturally watched the classic anti-Japanese drama, Sword Drawing.
The battle at the Gray Cloud Ridge was still fresh in his mind.
In this battle, Li Yunlong relied on his outstanding strategic vision to successfully break out of the encirclement and even kill the colonel, Sakata.
However, the new regiment also suffered heavy casualties.
As a Chinese, even if he was a Devil Cultivator, Lin Xun naturally hoped that the casualties of the new regiment would be reduced.
It had nothing to do with anything else, it was just following his heart!
Fiendish cultivators paid attention to being forthright. They did not have to do all the bad things to be considered fiends!
"If that's the case…then let's just attack the Japanese's headquarters!”
Without any hesitation or pity, Lin Xun turned into a shadow and rushed towards the command center of the Japanese.
At the Ghost Mountain, he had already refined the eleven Blood Soul Pills. His strength had already risen to the peak of the fifth level of Qi Refinement. He was only one step away from the sixth level of Qi Refinement.
Moreover, the Yin Soul Banner had already been refined.
Although this Magic Tool had yet to store any souls and was only an unrated Magic Tool, it was more than enough to store the ghosts after they died.
Lin Xun sprinted all the way and was soon exposed to the sight of the Sakata United Team.
"F * ck, there seems to be a person flying over there…"
One of the Japanese scouts rubbed his eyes and looked at him with uncertainty.
However, when he looked in the same direction again, he realized that there was no one there.
Was he mistaken?
The Japanese Scout was a little uncertain, but when he looked up again, he saw a figure in a black robe beside him.
"Mom! It's haunted!"
The Japanese scout was shocked. He raised his gun and was about to shoot, but before he could pull the trigger, he suddenly felt his right hand lose consciousness.
In the next second, the ghost suddenly fainted.
"Japanese! Consider yourself unlucky!"
Lin Xun lifted the dead pig-like ghost with one hand, and with his other hand, demonic energy surged and directly imprinted on the head of the ghost scout.
Soul Search!
This was a method that almost everyone in the Ghost Sect knew!
He could directly obtain some information through soul searching.
Although Lin Xun had seen the plot of Unsheathed Sword and knew the approximate location of the Japanese command center, he really did not know the exact location.
In order to prevent the captain of the Sakata United Team, Nobutetsu Sakata, from escaping, the most effective method was to use Soul Search to find the exact location of the headquarters.
As the demonic qi in Lin Xun's hand surged, some pieces of information kept appearing in his mind.
A few seconds later, the ghost scout's soul was completely torn apart, turning into pieces.
However, Lin Xun also got the information he wanted-the location of the command center.
"What a pity…I wasted a lot of soul power!”
Lin Xun greedily took a deep breath and devoured all the soul fragments in the air. Then, he no longer hid his figure and strode towards the command center of the Japanese.
Soon, he arrived at the periphery of the Japanese camp.
Not far away, there were hundreds of Japanese guarding the place.
"Yours? What kind of work is this!"
" D * mn that person, stop. If you don't stop, I'll shoot…"
Before Lin Xun could get close to the camp, several Japanese soldiers aimed their guns at him.
(I just finished eating and posted. I worked hard to code a chapter.）
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。