Anti-Japanese Elite Special Forces

Gunpowder smoke filled the space between the sky and the earth, obscuring the moonlight in the sky and dimming it a lot. Wisps of brown smoke floated in the night, as if merging with the floating clouds in the sky!

Outside the compound of the brigade headquarters, there were soldiers from the Second Battalion of the Japanese Independent Garrison everywhere. Some of them were cleaning their rifles, some were busy writing letters to their families, and some took out photos of their families and looked at them carefully. Seeking a trace of peace in the flames of war.

Every time they went to the battlefield, no one knew whether they would survive. Therefore, Japanese soldiers had to write a letter to their families before going to the battlefield, so that if they died, they could send their letters home in the future.

In the temporary brigade headquarters, Masaichi Shimamoto frowned, looking at the map in his hand with a serious face.On the map was the topographic map of the Northeast Army's North Camp, on which a large circle was drawn with a red pencil, and the brigade headquarters compound was in the circle.

This map has been altered more than a dozen times, and the same map has been replaced four times. Every alteration represents an attack. Of course, each attack is the result of failure.

A Japanese military officer ran in from outside the door. Seeing Masaichi Shimamoto meditating on the map at the table, he hurried over, "Captain, the attack on the east courtyard wall failed!"

"Well, I expected it!" Masaichi Shimamoto nodded calmly, then raised his head, "There is a very powerful person among the opponents. This person is familiar with special combat techniques and tactics, and is good at combat psychology. My plan was broken, so this tragedy is also expected!"

"Then captain, what should we do next?" In this storm, a small group of Japanese soldiers died under the wall of the east courtyard, but they did not attack in the end. This made the Japanese commander very frustrated. He didn't know what to do next. What should I do next.

"Don't launch an attack for now. The soldiers have reached their limit now and need to take a break. According to my calculations, the first and third battalions are about to arrive. When the time comes, we will launch an attack together. The people inside will be superhuman. I can't resist it!" Shimamoto sighed when he heard the Japanese officer's question, and then tapped with a pencil, "It's a pity that such an outstanding talent has to be killed. !"

Having played against Luo Xiao so many times, Shimamoto has a deeper understanding of this opponent, and appreciates this opponent from the bottom of his heart.Originally, he wanted to capture Luo Xiao alive and use him for himself, but after the fight, he dismissed this idea.

Luo Xiao is too powerful, even though he is trapped in the brigade now, Masaichi Shimamoto is still worried that if he takes chances, he may escape in the end.

With such a terrifying person, Masaichi Shimamoto estimated that he and the Kwantung Army would not even be able to sleep peacefully in the future, at least with one eye open.

Shimamoto shook his head, expelled the thought, secretly laughed at his own worries, looked at the soldiers resting outside, and suddenly asked, "Is there any movement in the Chinese army?"

"Report to the captain, there is no movement at all, the other party seems to be asleep, and even the usual voice is gone!" The Japanese officer replied when the captain asked.

After listening to his narration, Shimamoto couldn't help stroking his little beard, and said to himself, "It's strange that this is a bit abnormal. It is said that after this war, the other party must step up the rest and reorganize their fortifications to prevent our attack again." Attack!"

"Could it be that the opponent's soldiers have exhausted their physical strength and can't support it anymore?"

"No, although the Chinese soldiers are not as good as ours in physical fitness, their willpower is very strong, especially such a team under the leadership of a strong person, they will definitely be able to display extraordinary strength!" Masaichi Shimamoto Thinking about it, he seemed to feel that something was not right.

"Quiet, there is no sound—" Shimamoto was repeating two sentences, thinking about the content of his commander's narration.

Suddenly, he slapped the table with his palm, causing the teacups on the table to jump up, "No, the Chinese are going to sneak attack!"

"What, this is impossible?" The Japanese officer exclaimed, a little bit disbelieving that the people trapped in the encirclement would dare to attack the besiegers in turn.

"Instructions, all soldiers immediately put on alert and prepare for battle!" Shimamoto shouted, grabbed the pistol and command knife on the table, and rushed out of the tent!

--boom--!

A grenade flew out of the darkness outside the Japanese camp, landed on a Japanese tent, and then exploded. The tent was torn in half, revealing the Japanese soldiers lying naked inside.

"Come on!", the shouts resounded through the night sky, Luo Xiao took the lead in rushing out from the dark place with a Czech light machine gun, followed by members of the Special Forces and some soldiers of the Northeast Army, while in the Japanese camp On the other side, Cheng Tianlei led the soldiers of the Seventh Brigade's Special Service Battalion and rushed out roaring, towards the Japanese camp.

All of a sudden, gunshots rang out, and the night sky could only see the dazzling flames flickering non-stop, and the bullets swishing and flying in the crowd.

Unprepared, the Japanese soldiers in the camp were caught off guard, many of them were killed by Luo Xiao and the others before they even had time to pick up their rifles, and the remaining Japanese soldiers also fell into chaos.

In a rush, Luo Xiao and Cheng Tianlei met in the Japanese camp, then crossed each other and rushed towards one direction.

There are more than 600 people in the second brigade in the Japanese camp, and the night attack team led by Luo Xiao and Cheng Tianlei only has a total of more than 100 people. If they stop, they will be surrounded by the Japanese army immediately, so they must move at high speed to let the Japanese army touch If you don't know their details, you can achieve greater results.

Cheng Tianlei held a machete in one hand and a pistol in the other, and shouted at Luo Xiao who was walking away, "Luo Xiao, go and blow up the devil's artillery position, I'll take their headquarters!"

"Understood!" Luo Xiao replied from a distance, and then led the people to disappear into the Japanese camp under the firelight.

Cheng Tianlei grinned and yelled at the soldiers of the secret service battalion, "Brothers, come with me!"

The camp of the Japanese army was arranged with the headquarters in the center, surrounded by soldiers' tents, and Cheng Tianlei found the headquarters easily.

Still far away from the headquarters, he saw a Japanese officer emerge from the headquarters. The rank on his collar badge turned out to be Lieutenant Sergeant, holding a gun in one hand and a knife in the other. He must be a high-ranking officer!

"Give me the gun!" Cheng Tianlei inserted the shell gun into his belt, grabbed the rifle of a soldier beside him, leveled the gun with one hand, and aimed at the officer not far away!

--Snapped--!

Accompanied by the distinctive crisp gunshot of the [-]th gun, the Japanese officer fell to the ground with a somersault, as if he had been hit by him.

Cheng Tianlei happily threw the rifle to the soldier, pulled out the pistol and waved it forward, "Come on, get rid of the devil's headquarters!"

Behind them, the soldiers shouted and rushed towards the headquarters and Masaichi Shimamoto who fell to the ground!

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