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Chapter 195 Duan Peng's gift to the devil!
"Ba Ga, who are you?"

"Stop!"

A ghost checkpoint eight or nine kilometers away from the east gate of Taiyuan.

More than a dozen devil sentries watched a [-]-type truck rushing towards it without any intention of slowing down, so they cursed angrily, and then reached out to pull the bolt of the gun.

There is a telephone booth next to the road, and the devil sentry can directly communicate with the communication room of the headquarters.

But the telephone line to the city has been cut.

Therefore, the devil sentinel did not receive an interception order.

The glare of the light made the ghost sentinels unable to open their eyes, but the group of devils moved very quickly. They pushed the bullets and loaded them in an instant, and raised their guns to aim and shoot.

The Devil's machine gunner took a step back, ready to jump behind the sandbags and pick up the crooked light machine gun to shoot.

However it was too late.

The truck high beams provide good lighting and visibility for the Sword Squadron crew members on the body.

Da da da, da da, da da...

Accompanied by the continuous firing of the submachine gun, several dazzling tongues of flame sprayed out from the truck, and the devil who raised the gun fell down like a convulsion.

call out!
Taking advantage of the devil's firepower being suppressed, a rocket flew over with a trail and hit the devil's sandbag position directly.

boom!
The positions and roadblocks built with sandbags were blown up into the sky with a loud noise accompanied by flames and smoke, and even the devil's phone booth was overturned by the blast.

It was even worse for the devil sentinels. They all fell down in the explosion, and they were hit by a rocket that was as powerful as a 105-caliber howitzer at close range.

"Duan Peng, your rocket bombs are getting more and more accurate, you are almost catching up with the squad leader."

A team member smiled when he saw this, his name was Zhang Tianfu, he was an elite veteran of the Red Army, he was also a sharpshooter, and now he was a sniper in the first combat team, and of course his skills were outstanding.

"What's the matter?" Duan Peng said, "He Monk Wei just got a special merit, and I will show the big guy a special merit someday."

The truck slammed to a stop in front of the checkpoint. Except for the driver, several members of the team jumped out of the truck one after another, picked up their submachine guns and shot each of the devils who fell on the ground.

The single shot of the submachine gun sounded, and it ended quickly.

Make sure to kill all the devils, and then quickly clear the roadblocks, put sandbags in the crater and fill it up to ensure that the truck can pass.

The whole process is crisp and neat.

Suddenly, the sound of a truck engine rang in his ears. Lu Yingjun jumped onto the truck and raised his binoculars to look behind the road.

Through the field of view of the telescope, two 300 meters away behind, several beams of bright lights appeared.

"Get in the car, the devils are here!"

There were a few ghost corpses in the middle of the highway, and Duan Peng and a few team members quickly jumped onto the truck. Lu Yingjun shouted again: "Drive!"

The driver quickly started the truck, stepped on the accelerator, and the truck tires rolled over the devil's body.

After a puff sound, the head of the devil's corpse was crushed by the tire like a watermelon and burst open.

Then the truck drove past the checkpoint and into the darkness.

It was the Yamamoto Secret Service who caught up, and Kazuki Yamamoto drove the car himself and took the lead in the pursuit.

The explosion just now was heard by all the devils in the Secret Service, including Kazuki Yamamoto.

The driving skills of the Yamamoto secret service team are all superb, not to mention Kazuki Yamamoto as the captain, the truck drives fast and stable.

The drivers of the Sword Squadron had only just learned to drive, so their driving skills were naturally inferior to those of these devil special forces.

In addition, Lu Yingjun and Duan Peng had to clear the roadblocks all the way, so they were chased by the Yamamoto special team.

"Mr. Xiaolu, where is the mobile unit?"

Passing by the checkpoint, Kazuki Yamamoto asked again when he saw the corpse of a Japanese soldier.

This is the last checkpoint, and the Zhengtai Highway is ahead, and the Zhengtai Highway and Zhengtai Railway are now under the control of the Eighth Route Army.

If it weren't for Shinozuka Yoshio's order, Kazuki Yamamoto would definitely not have attacked.

In the eyes of Kazuki Yamamoto, the secret service team is a strategic team, not a tactical team, and their targets are all strategic targets. Except for Li Yunlong, only the Army Command is qualified to dispatch them.

"Moses Moses..."

Xiaoga Goro picked up the radio communicator and called.

A moment later, Xiaolu Gorohui reported: "General, the mobile unit is two kilometers behind us."

The so-called mobile force is also called the quick reaction force. In addition to trucks, it is also equipped with armored vehicles and tanks, and its firepower is very powerful.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash."

Kazuki Yamamoto's eyes flashed:
"What kind of nonsense rapid reaction force, the reaction of this group of guys is too slow. If they were to chase the enemy, the enemy would have fled long ago."

"Your Excellency, should we continue to chase?" Xiaolu Goro asked worriedly, "There are enemies everywhere outside the city now..."

"Only chase ten kilometers." Yamamoto Kazuki said: "We don't need to rush up and bite the enemy's positions and trenches like the tactical team."

"Also, I seem to have seen the taillights of enemy trucks, get them ready for battle!"

"When you see the enemy, open fire immediately, shoot to kill!"

"Hi!" Xiaolu Goro paused and hurriedly conveyed orders to the secret agents in the car.

Several secret agents put MP38 submachine guns on the cab and were ready to fire at any time.

Under Kazuki Yamamoto's superb posture skills, he caught up within a few minutes, and the submachine guns of both sides fired fiercely across more than 200 meters.

However, since the more than 200 meters has exceeded the effective range of the submachine gun, the two sides did not take advantage of each other's shooting.

The windshield in front of Kazuki Yamamoto was smashed by bullets, and the devil's submachine gun hit the truck with crackling sounds.

"Fool, hit its tires!"

Kazuki Yamamoto lowered his head to avoid the oncoming bullets and roared loudly.

"Zhang Tianfu, give me the headlights!"

On the truck of the Sword Squadron, Duan Peng yelled when he saw that the devil driver had not been killed.

Zhang Tianfu set up the [-]-style sniper rifle, pushed the bullet into the chamber, aimed at the headlights of the devil's truck, and pulled the trigger.

But due to the turbulence, the shot missed. The devil's submachine gun bullets swept over in a fan shape, and everyone quickly lay down on the car to avoid it.

Fortunately, the power of submachine gun bullets dropped significantly after exceeding the effective range, and they could not penetrate the rear steel plate of the truck.

However, the devil's submachine gun failed to hit our truck tires.

The team members with submachine guns did not show their heads, stretched out the guns, and fired towards the back.

"Fill me with rockets, I'll blow him up to death!" Duan Peng grabbed the bazooka and said loudly.

A team member opened the ammunition box with a flashlight in his mouth, took out a rocket, pulled out the safety pin, then loaded the rocket into the chamber, and then took out the wire from the tail of the rocket and connected it.

Only then did the team member free his hand, took the flashlight out of his mouth, and patted Duan Peng on the shoulder: "The loading is complete, this is the last rocket."

"Why is it the last shot?"

"You don't even know how to bring more."

"Let's go!"

Although he was cursing, his hands were not idle. He put the bazooka on the side of the car, and quickly pulled the trigger after seeing the devil truck through the scope.

At this time, the distance between the devil's truck and our truck has been reduced to within one meter.

However, this distance is a straight road without turning, so Duan Peng hitting the devil truck with a bazooka is equivalent to hitting a fixed target.

Although it was dark, the devil's headlights were a striking target.

call out!
As Duan Peng pressed the launch button, the electromagnetic launch was controlled, and the rocket flew out of the launch tube rapidly.

Kazuki Yamamoto, who had been driving the truck, at the moment the bazooka fired.

An extremely strong sense of crisis surged into Yamamoto's heart, almost subconsciously and reflexively he opened the car door and jumped down.

Fawn Goro jumped off the car with Kazuki Yamamoto. Although Goro Fawn is very young, he can become a messenger and guard beside Kazuki Yamamoto.

Xiaolu Goro's skill can definitely rank in the top ten of the secret service team.

The initial velocity of the rocket launched from the rocket launcher is 100 meters per second, which means that it takes about 2 seconds for the rocket to fly over from our truck.

Kazuki Yamamoto and Xiaolu Goro could jump out of the car, but the other team members in the car couldn't. For the sake of secrecy and concealment, the truck body was covered with a truck tarpaulin.

Bang! ! !
A loud explosion sounded.

The devil's gunshots stopped, but the night shook, the ground shook violently, and the devil's truck exploded into a cloud of mushroom smoke that was 10 meters high!
The members of the Devils who were shooting saw something flying towards them, while the Devils sitting under the tarpaulin of the truck didn't react to anything, and were blown to pieces in a daze.

The explosion was so violent and sudden that there was no time to make a scream.

Fragments of the car and the shattered limbs of the secret service members flew around, and then fell from the sky one after another.

Fortunately, there are earth ridges next to the road, Goro Goro and Kazuki Yamamoto jumped under the ridge, otherwise even if they jumped on the road, there is a high probability that they would be affected by the blast wave.

The three trucks at the back stopped quickly, and jumped out of the car with a nervous expression. In the first car was their chief officer. This group of secret agents was afraid that Kazuki Yamamoto would encounter accidents here.

A raging fire ignited on the road, and thick smoke rose into the sky. The light of the fire reflected Kazuki Yamamoto's livid face climbing up from under the ridge.

On the truck were twenty members of two combat teams of the secret service team.

Lose a quarter at once.

This made Old Devil Yamamoto feel like his heart was bleeding!

"What weapon was that just now?"

Xiaolu Goro, who climbed up from the other side of the road, looked suspicious. What kind of weapon was that just now? Was it so powerful?
The remaining [-] or so secret service members surrounded the truck that had been blown up to pieces, silent and sad.

"Bagaya Road!"

Kazuki Yamamoto raised the submachine gun on his chest angrily, and pulled the trigger in the direction where the Sword Squadron truck was leaving.

Da da da…

The submachine gun bullets scattered out irregularly.

But Kazuki Yamamoto no longer dared to chase, if the opponent fired another bomb like that just now.

The consequences could be disastrous.

Duan Peng grinned when he saw the devil's truck being shot into flames and hearing the devil's random shooting into the night.

"Little devil, I gave you a gift, I hope you will like it!"

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(End of this chapter)