Bright Sword: I am the old squad leader of the Northwest Shanxi Iron Triangle

20 minutes later, everyone gathered at the entrance of the village.

"It's really strange. More than 20 Yamamoto agents rushed into the village, but there were only a few casualties."

When Wei Dayong heard this, he frowned even more. He had no idea what these Japanese devils were up to.

"Zhuan Peng, let me introduce you to our worm. Special agent Yamamoto. Their appearance here again means that their elite troops are very likely to have sneaked into the city." Wei Dayong suddenly felt a shiver in his spine.

The combat effectiveness of Yamamoto's special forces members far exceeds that of ordinary Japanese devils.

If they get into the city, the damage they cause will be enormous.

"Let's eat first before we go."

"The military situation is urgent. There is no time to waste. Let's go quickly. If Yamamoto's special forces sneak into the city, the losses will be immeasurable."

Wei Dayong took a telescope and looked in the direction where the Japanese retreated.

The direction the Japanese special agents were heading was exactly the direction of Pingshun County.

"Mom, I'm leaving first." Duan Peng turned around and kowtowed three times to his mother. "After we defeat this wave of Japanese invaders, I'll take you to the city to live a good life."

Duan Peng's mother nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "Don't worry about me, kid. Just focus on beating the Japanese devils."

Duan Peng nodded, got up and followed Wei Dayong and the others straight towards Pingshun County.

"These Japs went there by car. There's no way they could come into the city in broad daylight." Wei Dayong jumped onto a three-wheeled motorcycle.

Several three-wheeled motorcycles rushed straight to Pingshun County at lightning speed.

Wei Dayong is very skilled in driving a three-wheeled motorcycle.

The speed of the three-wheeled motorcycle far exceeds that of the Japanese trucks.

In that era, it was already quite good if the Japanese trucks could reach a speed of 60 miles per hour.

"None of these bastards from Yamamoto's special forces can escape." Wei Dayong said angrily.

"Monk, I saw their car." Duan Peng gritted his teeth in anger. Although this group of Japanese devils mainly robbed clothes, they also injured many villagers.

This revenge must be avenged.

Now that we have targeted them, we have to let these Japs die.

As the distance gets closer.

Duan Peng was eager to try.

"Brother, have you ever used a gun?" Wei Dayong picked up an AK47 and threw it to Duan Peng.

Duan Peng shook his head.

He had used a hunting rifle.

He has never used a gun as good as the AK47.

"There is a rate selector on the right hand side. Aim and pull the trigger. It can be either continuous or single shot." Wei Dayong said as he concentrated on driving.

Duan Peng was born to be a soldier.

After Wei Dayong said this, he just touched it casually and mastered the trick.

"Monk, speed up a little more."

Wei Dayong had turned the throttle of his motorcycle to the bottom.

Sam Yimu was furious when he saw this. As the captain of the special forces team, when had he been chased like this?

"Bageyalu, Okada, you guys go and stop the car for me." With the order, a car quickly turned around on the spot.

This car changed direction very quickly.

Before the car turned around, the dozen or so Japanese Yamamoto special agents in the car quickly fired several grenades from their guns.

Whoosh! A few sounds.

Several grenades streaked across the sky.

Wei Dayong saw it clearly.

"What do you want to do now, you bastard Japs?" Before Wei Dayonghua finished speaking, Duan Peng opened fire.

Bang, bang! Several gunshots.

The bullets flew into the air and exploded two grenades.

Accompanied by two deafening explosions, the grenade exploded violently in the air, and the hot shrapnel flew everywhere like flowers scattered from the sky.

Seven or eight more grenades fell to the ground and exploded violently.

Wei Dayong shouted, "Brothers, please sit down and be careful to avoid it."

Immediately afterwards, several motorcyclists turned the steering wheels sharply to avoid the violent explosion.

"Brothers, don't be polite to these Japs." Before Wei Dayong finished speaking, Duan Peng fired a few more bullets at the Japs' cab.

The Japanese truck had just adjusted its direction and had not had time to start.

Several bullets pierced the glass of the cab, and the Japanese driver's chest was pierced like a sieve.

The driver was spitting blood and slumped over the steering wheel.

In an instant, the driver's entire weight was pressed on the accelerator.

The truck rushed over at lightning speed, and everyone was extremely excited when they saw it.

Those who had guns in their hands shot at the truck.

The sound of gunfire continued.

Wang Dazhu held a 60mm mortar in his hand, and he aimed it at the Japanese truck and then loaded a shell into it.

With a dull bang, the shell quickly slid into the barrel and bounced out.

Two seconds later.

This 60mm mortar shell hit the truck of the Japanese Yamamoto special forces with incredible accuracy.

At the same time, two more mortar shells flew over.

At this moment, the Japanese Yamamoto special agents stuck their heads out one after another, shouting loudly and pulling the trigger continuously.

There was a burst of gunfire.

Before the Japs could even fire a few shots, several 60mm mortar shells flew directly onto their truck.

Accompanied by loud explosions, bursts of flames shot up into the sky.

The truck was blown over several times in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

There were more than a dozen Japanese soldiers in the truck, and Yamamoto's team of agents had no way to escape; they were crushed under the truck.

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers in the car were either killed or injured, and many were crushed under the car.

"Bageyalu, you damned Chinese, I'm going to kill you."

"Baga, let me out now."

"Otherwise, I will kill you Chinese."

Wang Dazhu stuffed another mortar shell into the barrel without hesitation.

With a loud bang, the shell accurately hit the truck that had overturned on the ground.

The truck was blown to pieces and a raging fire instantly rose up.

The dozen or so Japanese soldiers in the truck were quickly silenced by the explosion.

Yamamoto Kazuki did not expect that the remaining team would be wiped out in less than half a minute.

The several sidecar motorcycles behind were chasing fiercely.

When Yamamoto Ikki saw this, he became furious and embarrassed.

"Damn it. These damn Chinese are chasing our special forces team."

“I am Special Agent Yamamoto, the flower of the Imperial Army.

There is no one in the world who can rival my Yamamoto Special Forces.

If you want to leave, you have to kill this group of Chinese first."

Yamamoto Ikki made a quick gesture, and the four trucks of Yamamoto's special forces stopped and lined up in a row.