Anti-Japanese Elite Special Forces

The brigade leader of the 8th Brigade is Major General Okamoto, a titan of the Japanese Army, known for his tough style, and one of the staunchest supporters of the Young and Strong faction.

I am 31 years old today, just in the prime of life. Major General Okamoto is 1.7 meters tall, which is considered tall among Japanese. The clothes are very neat, revealing the unique shrewdness and ability of the individual.

The recent raids have not been going well. The Japanese attack has been frustrated one after another. Hikaru Fujita's sneak attack has failed. The Japanese troops around Huxiaoling have also been attacked frequently. They haven't even had a quiet day. Pass.

Although these attacks were not large in scale, they were numerous and frequent. Each time they caused certain casualties to the Japanese army, and then they escaped quietly.

In this mountain forest, the Japanese army could not compare with those locals in the Northeast who had lived here since they were young, so they couldn't catch up. They could only look at each other's back and grit their teeth.

The small attacks were concentrated one after another, and the Japanese army realized that they had suffered a lot of losses.I don't know what the losses of other troops are. There is only one independent and mixed 8th Brigade. More than 300 people have been killed and more than 500 people have been injured in the sneak attack.

Although this is not a serious injury to more than 2000 people in a brigade, it also directly affects their combat effectiveness.

Sparrow warfare, sneak attack warfare, harassment warfare...the endless attack methods and various sneak attack methods made the Japanese army helpless.

Okamoto has been suffering from a severe headache recently, and he has to be busy until midnight every day, so there is no day for him to have a good rest.No, before dinner was eaten, there was chaos outside again.

After waving his hand to call his messenger, Okamoto asked, "What's going on outside?"

The messenger ran out once just now, and at this time he replied respectfully, "Brigade Commander, a small group of bandits broke into the mountain village and killed several officers of a brigade. The patrol team is chasing Sou Su."

Okamoto sighed, sat back on his seat, and picked up the fountain pen, "Oh, these Chinese people are getting bolder and bolder. They used to be just harassing outside, but now they dare to enter the village. Send my order to be sure." We must arrest them and set an example for those dishonest Chinese people to see."

The orderly responded and turned and walked out.

The house fell into silence, and Okamoto continued to review the documents with his head bowed.

In the courtyard at this time, Yao Tianhua and his men had already climbed into the courtyard wall, lurking behind the bushes close to the courtyard wall, watching the watchtower not far away.

The watchtower is built with wood, more than two rooms high, with a platform made of wooden boards on the top, and guardrails on all sides, connected to the bottom by ladders.

On the watchtower, there is a searchlight, a [-]-type machine gun, and two machine gun shooters, who are responsible for guarding the entire mansion.

The light of the searchlight swept back and forth, and the pale light seemed to be the devil's eyes, patrolling the courtyard.

Yao Tianhua waited patiently, and after the searchlight passed, he made a gesture, and the two special forces members rushed out without a sound, leaped over the bushes like lightning, and went straight to the watchtower.

At the same time, behind the two devil sentries standing outside the door of the devil's front hall, two special forces members also appeared, with the saber in their hands gleaming coldly.

Putting down the devil's body, the two special forces members raised their hands towards Yao Tianhua's hiding place, gestured for everything to go well, and then took the place of the devil and stood at the sentinel's position.

At this time, the special forces team responsible for dealing with the two devils on the watchtower had already touched the bottom of the watchtower. They looked up at the devils above, and then climbed up the watchtower silently along the ladder.

On the watchtower, two devils were sitting behind the cover of the machine gun and talking in a low voice. They didn't think anyone could reach here without a sound, so they were a little slack.

Suddenly one of the ghost soldiers froze, and then there was no movement. The other ghost was strange, stretched out his hand to push his body, and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

With his light push, the devil soldier turned over and fell to the ground, revealing a big camouflage-covered face behind him.

Just as the devil was about to open his mouth to shout, the muzzle of a gun equipped with a silencer moved slightly, and then he also lay on the sandbag.

"Squadron leader, everything is going well." After solving the two devils, the special forces member gestured downward.

Yao Tianhua saw that the devil's sentinel had been dealt with, he stood up immediately, and was the first to rush out, "Come on."

A group of special forces members rushed to the door of the hall like wolves and tigers.

Yao Tianhua looked left and right, and said in a deep voice, "You two go to Kuayuan, there is a devil's radio station, we must destroy the radio station."

"Understood!" Two special forces members rushed towards the courtyard with their guns in hand.

Yao Tianhua raised his foot up the steps, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the hall.

Inside the room is a wide hall, facing a large table with a sand table filled with small flags of the enemy and us. On a chair beside the table, a Japanese officer with the rank of major general is standing Looking down at the map, he muttered something.

"Put the food on the table, let's go out." Hearing the sound of the door, Okamoto thought it was someone delivering food, and said without raising his head. He was thinking of a tactic he thought was good and needed to write it down immediately. , otherwise I am afraid I will forget it in a while.

But he didn't hear the response from his subordinates, nor did he open the door to go out, which made him feel a little strange, so he put down his pen and looked up, and then he was startled.

Standing in front of me is the orderly who came to deliver the food, but a few tall strangers, all wearing military uniforms that are completely different from those of the Japanese army, holding guns in their hands, and colorfully painted on their faces, which makes people Can't see the original appearance at all.

Although he couldn't see the opponent's face clearly, the fierce murderous look in his eyes was not used to scare people, it looked like a veteran with blood on his hands.

"Who are you?" Okamoto asked, reaching for the pistol on his waist.

With a soft whoosh, a flying knife flew over and pierced his wrist, defeating his plan to draw the gun, followed by two special forces members jumping over and pressing him to the ground.

Yao Tianhua looked at his gold star collar badge, sneered, and then grabbed it off, "He's still a major general, it looks like he made money this time."

"Squadron leader, what should we do?" The special forces team looked at Yao Tianhua.

Yao Tianhua raised his hand, pointed the pistol between Okamoto's eyebrows, and with an imperceptible sound, a blood hole appeared on his forehead, and he lowered his head with his eyes wide open.

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