Anti-Japanese Elite Special Forces

"Bastard, this is the imperial army. We want to call you Taijun!" The translator yelled like a mad dog, and rushed towards Nangong Wentian, raising his hand to give him a slap in the face, "Are you impatient?"

The arm was pinched in the air with two fingers, Nangong Wentian grinned, showing his white teeth, "It's not that I'm impatient, but you."

With a flip of his arm, Nangong Wentian twisted slightly, and the translator's arm was broken. The pain caused him to scream, and then passed out.

Throwing away the translator, Nangong Wentian picked up the huqin in his hand, and slammed it on the head of a devil soldier beside him. The hard qin and drum broke into pieces and the pole broke into several pieces, and the devil Bing felt as if he had been hit with a hammer, and his eyes went dark and he didn't know anything.

This sudden change stunned all the officers in the room. They didn't expect that the luthier suddenly lost his temper and even broke the huqin.

"Baga, how dare you hit a soldier of the Imperial Japanese Army." A Japanese officer got up angrily, and was about to pull out the pistol from his waist.

With a snort, a sharp dagger pierced through his back, which happened to be the vital part of the lumbar spine, and was stirred by someone, making a mess of his internal organs.

"Ah—" The Japanese officer turned over and fell down, and the pistol was also taken into Ling Haipeng's hands.

"You——" Shibuya sensed that something was wrong, these people's skills and eyes were not like ordinary people, but like veterans who had experienced a lot of fighting.

Before he could take out his pistol, someone put a hard muzzle on his back, and Xiao Caiyun's trembling voice came, "Don't move, or I'll shoot."

Shibuya's body froze, he never dreamed that this timid looking woman was also carrying a gun, and suddenly launched an attack at this moment.

This is a conspiracy, a conspiracy planned long ago.By this time Shibuya understood everything, but it was too late.

The six or seven officers and four Japanese gendarmes in the room were killed by Ling Haipeng before they had time to react, and Nangong Wentian never made a move after that attack, but looked at others with interest hands on.

"Who are you, why did you sneak into my gendarmerie?" Shibuya asked in a deep voice, he wanted to find out why these people came.

Nangong Wentian looked calm, and his fluent Japanese made Shibuya's eyes widen, "We are the first independent regiment of the Yanhuang Legion, and we are here this time to rescue Cao Deli and Yang Quanhai."

Shibuya Wen heard nodded, and then said, "It turns out that you are for them, it's easy to say, you let me go, I'll let them out."

Ling Haipeng walked over with two long legs dangling, he chuckled, "Damn it, you are fooling me, let you go, so that you can ask someone to arrest us?"

Shibuya's mind was exposed, he turned his head away in embarrassment, "Cao Deli and the others are locked in the interrogation room, don't try to rescue them."

"That's why you, the gendarmerie captain, are needed to lead the way." Nangong Wentian said.

Shibuya sneered, he looked at the seven or eight people in the room, and said, "With your small number of people, you still want to save people in my gendarmerie, and I call you all dead."

Hearing what he said, Nangong Wentian smiled, and that smile made Shibuya's back feel numb, and a chill came to his heart, "Captain Shibuya, if you cut off your tongue and goug out your eyes , to deafen your ears, chop off your hands and feet, cut off your lifeblood, how would you feel?"

With these words, Shibuya couldn't help trembling, he couldn't help but think of the result of Nangong Wentian's actions, and broke out in a cold sweat, "If that happens, it will be worse than death."

Seeing that Shibuya was covered with sweat and the arrogance was gone, Nangong Wentian waved his hand, Ling Haipeng rushed up, tied three grenades between his legs, put on his pants, and put a pair of grenades on him. A thin string tied to the string was pulled out from the belt and held in his hand, then pushed him towards the door of the house, "Come on, take us to the torture room."

Shibuya had no choice but to come to the door and open it.

At the door, two Japanese gendarmes were on guard. When Captain Shibuya came out, he hurriedly saluted, "Captain."

"Stay here and watch carefully. They are asleep. Don't go in and disturb them without orders." Shibuya waved his hand pretending to be impatient, and said the lines Nangong Wentian taught him, fearing that he might make a mistake.

The two Japanese gendarmes bowed, then retreated to the door and continued to guard.

In this way, under the escort of Nangong Wentian, Ling Haipeng and others, Shibuya went straight to the torture room. When encountering Japanese patrols along the way, Shibuya sent them away.

Finally, when he came to the door of the torture room, Nangong Wentian looked around, and then signaled Nangong Wentian to raise his hand to knock on the door. Shibuya didn't want to do it at first, but his crotch tightened, so he raised his hand and knocked.

A small window on the iron gate opened with a creak, and a ghost soldier appeared there. Seeing Captain Shibuya, he hurriedly opened the iron gate, "Captain, why are you here?"

"Come here and take a look." Shibuya said, walking into the torture room with bowed legs.

The two ghost soldiers looked at Captain Shibuya, who walked a bit strangely, and murmured in their hearts, "It seems that the captain is tossing too much, you can't even walk well."

"That's right, that little Caiyun might be miserable this time." Another ghost soldier agreed deeply, neither of them realized that if the toss was miserable, it should be a woman who behaved like this.

Entering the torture room, a smell of rancidity mixed with blood rushed towards her face, making Xiao Caiyun, who was also dressed as a Japanese soldier, almost vomit out. She hurriedly covered her mouth, lowered her head and followed behind Nangong Wentian.

The torture room is divided into two floors. The outer room is the place where the torturers rest, and the inner room is where the torturers extract confessions. In a room of about 30 square meters, there are dozens of instruments of torture. Dried black blood can be seen everywhere on the rusty instruments of torture, which is shocking.

On the iron chair in the center of the room, there were two people tied up, they were Cao Deli and Yang Quanhai, but neither of them had been tortured to extract a confession, they were just tied here.

"Profit!"

Xiao Caiyun saw Cao Deli tied to the chair at a glance. She was anxious and was about to open her mouth to call him, but was pulled by Ling Haipeng, and then she understood, and quickly shut her mouth.

In the torture room, two burly men were sitting on a chair beside them, smoking and chatting. They were ordered to guard the two men and not torture them, so their work was very leisurely.

Seeing Captain Shibuya coming in, the two hurriedly dropped their cigarettes, stood up and stood at attention, "Captain, are you here?"

Shibuya nodded and waved at them, "Go out first, I have something to say to Cao Deli."

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