Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Ota on the other end of the phone recalled the first half of his life in his mind, and finally remembered Ichiro Sakata, the son of a fisherman from Hokkaido when he was in the second grade of elementary school.

"Ichiro Sakata? Ichiro Sakata from Hokkaido?"

"Hi! It's me."

Ota seemed to remember his life in the second grade of elementary school, when Ichiro Sakata once gave him rice balls.

However, it seemed that Ichiro Sakata disappeared from his sight in the third grade.

One of the four greatest joys in life is meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

"Sakata-kun, I really miss the carefree life we ​​had back then."

Lin Shubing has a lot of problems on his head, but since he can "prove his identity" for me, I'll accompany him to reminisce about the past.

"Yes, we were really happy back then. Now we are all in a foreign land. When can we return to our hometown?"

"By the way, Sakata-kun, why are you in the cavalry camp? Where are you working now?"

Lin Shubing made up an excuse.

"I am serving at the North China Front Army Headquarters. Today, I accompanied the commander on his inspection tour of the defense zone. I found your information in the headquarters archives and wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect that you were locked up as a spy by the damn cavalry battalion!"

When Ota heard this, he was so angry that his teeth were itching. These Chinese people were not good at fighting and only knew how to eat and drink. If it were not for the shortage of soldiers and being forced to adopt the policy of "using Chinese to control Chinese", he would rather use the flour to raise pigs!

Especially Wan Danian, who was given hundreds of horses and asked to fight the Eighth Route Army and the National Army, but he made excuses for many reasons, saying it was windy and rainy or the horses had diarrhea.

Now he has locked up his old classmates. It's fine if he has locked up his old classmates, but he has also locked up the commander of the North China Front Army? Isn't this like going to the toilet with a lantern in hand, courting death?

On the other end of the phone, Ota bowed.

"Private Mason, I'll be there soon, Sakata-kun, give the phone to Wan Danian!"

(Private Mason: Sorry)

Lin Shubing handed the phone to Wang Danian, who was sweating profusely.

Wan Danian knew that something was wrong when he saw Lin Shubing talking to the person on the other end of the phone with a warm expression on his face for such a long time.

"Madam, I am Wang Danian, hi! hi! hi!"

Wan Danian was sweating profusely, and even left a wet mark on his military uniform.

Wan Danian waved his hand, and his lackey shouted, "Raise your guns!"

Wan Danian’s eyes widened and he almost fainted, yet he still raised his gun. Did he think he wasn’t dying fast enough?

A big foot kicked the lackey out.

"Put your guns away, and get the hell out of here!"

Kong Jie, Wang Meng and Zhang Xuan were able to put their minds at ease. Now that they had eaten and drunk their fill, it was time to get down to business.

Lin Shubing also took advantage of the power of Ota on the other end of the phone and started to lecture him.

"Baga, Wan Danian, the work of a spy!"

Wan Danian wants to die now. If he had known earlier that he could have been served with delicious food and drinks, and given some "souvenirs", he could have just sent him away. Why did he have to do such a fuss?

Wan Danian slapped himself several times as an apology.

"Taijun, I am innocent. I am loyal to the Imperial Army. My concubine was given to Captain Ota."

Lin Shubing and the other three looked at each other. No wonder this idiot could become the commander of a cavalry battalion. He really had some broad mind.

Lin Shubing patted Wan Danian on the shoulder to comfort the cuckold.

"Yoshi, you are a good citizen, but everyone else needs to be identified one by one, assemble the team!"

After receiving the affirmation from the devils, Wan Danian was full of energy. As long as it wasn't him who died, who would die? If he was not satisfied enough, he could also capture a few security forces and show them to the devils to liven up the fun.

In less than ten minutes, 365 puppet cavalrymen surrendered their weapons, gathered at the horse farm, and were surrounded by the special forces team armed with live ammunition.

Zhang Xuan took another squad to search the camp thoroughly, and checked the roster again, and found that everyone was there.

Lin Shubing fired a shot into the air!

A battalion of soldiers wearing earth-gray uniforms emerged from the woods a mile away and swaggered into the camp. Then, in front of the stunned eyes of Wan Danian and the puppet soldiers, they led out more than 300 horses.

Wan Danian finally realized that his judgment was correct. They were the Eighth Route Army in disguise! Even the pervert Ota was fooled by the glasses!

Wan Danian was furious, feeling that he was being played like a grandson, so he took out the gun from his waist and prepared to attack.

But what he touched was not a gun, but a death warrant.

A dozen puppet soldiers who were as restless as him had a small hole on their heads.

After the gunshots, the scene became completely quiet.

A battalion commander kept about a hundred horses and had the soldiers take the rest back.

Zhang Xuan stopped the battalion commander who was about to retreat and pointed inside the house.

"Captain of the First Battalion, please help me empty the house and the warehouse, carry everything back, and load everything that can't fit on the horses onto the trucks."

Everyone moved quickly, and in less than half an hour, the entire cavalry camp was emptied. Not to mention the flour, rice, and horse hay, even the windows that could be removed were removed and loaded onto the trucks.

"Captain Wang, we have emptied everything. I guarantee that even beggars will cry when they see us."

Wang Meng looked at the bare camp and found that they were indeed very capable of execution.

"Okay, you guys leave first, we'll leave after we're done dealing with this."

Lin Shubing was conducting political education at this moment, winding them up and reciting the incantation.

All the captives were rounded up like sheep and taken to a safe place for screening.

Those who have no Chinese blood on their hands and who were forced to join the puppet army can stay and fight the Japanese with the independent regiment.

Those who have committed the most heinous crimes will be brought out for public trial, and those who deserve to be imprisoned will be imprisoned, and those who deserve to be shot will be shot.

Kong Jie was very satisfied. This was a great mission. They captured countless items with zero casualties and even captured an entire battalion.

As expected, "bad guys" are not scary, they are just "bad guys" with culture. And Lin Shubing is very cultured!

Before leaving, Zhang Xuan seemed to remember something. He slapped his forehead, took two soldiers to move a few boxes of things from the truck, and started working at the gate of the camp.

After about ten minutes, Zhang Xuan got into the car in a frivolous manner and winked at Wang Meng.

"Where did you go? You want to take a shit before you leave?"

"Hey, give the little devils a little surprise!"

As soon as Wang Meng saw Zhang Xuan’s evil smile, he knew that this kid definitely didn’t do anything “good”. However, there was no humanity to those beasts anyway.

Hundreds of horses, three trucks and a group of "sheep" marched towards the base in a mighty manner.

Just when they were about to walk a dozen miles, a deafening explosion was heard from the direction of the cavalry camp.