Snow Leopard: Building the Strongest Elite Group through Robbery

Even the commander of the 74th Army is capable of doing such a thing.

Isn't this too embarrassing?

"Have one." Yu Huohuo handed Commander Wang a cigarette without feeling that there was anything wrong with his behavior.

Commander Wang looked around and said, "General, are they fighting?"

Can you please look at the situation clearly before making a decision?

Yu Huohuo waved his hands, "Don't worry, once the exit is opened, the Japanese will try their best to escape. They are in no mood to fight here.

Is that so?

Commander Wang took the cigarette with a skeptical attitude. After a long time, he suddenly reacted.

This is something that was taken from a dead person.

Tian Jing was stunned at the regiment headquarters.

Zhou Weiguo had said that there was no need for a supervision team here, but she was still worried that a few people might cause trouble, so she was on high alert to keep a close eye on Zhou Weiguo, but in the end, she ended up alone.

The soldiers from the four battalions disappeared in a flash, all following the tanks.

"Your regiment...your regiment has always fought like this." Tian Jing turned her head and asked the squad leader beside her. This was the soldier Zhou Weiguo transferred to her.

The squad leader looked towards the battlefield and hummed excitedly.

"Why, aren't you afraid of death?"

There are people who are not afraid of death. This is really rare.

The squad leader lowered his head, thought for a while, and shook his head; "We are afraid of death, but we are more afraid of poverty."

Nothing more to say. Tian Jing vaguely thought of one thing. Zhou Weiguo was a man who could rob Citibank in Kyoto. How could you expect the soldiers he led not to be tainted by the habit of loving money?

If I had known this earlier, I would have gone over to help. What else can I do here?

The evacuating regiment had just run out for a while when it ran head-on into the main force of the independent regiment.

Seeing this group of panicking people, Zhou Weiguo opened the cover of the tank without any hesitation and shouted, "Anti-aircraft machine guns, kill them."

chug chu...

Light and heavy machine guns fired at the same time, and the general was still stunned and couldn't understand why an armored army appeared here.

As soon as the anti-aircraft machine gun stopped firing, Liu Jun shouted and swung the bayonet in his hand. "Brothers, go ahead. It's time to make a fortune."

The soldiers, as fierce as wolves and tigers, rushed forward like a whirlwind.

The Japanese troops in the front were beaten out of their wits. They had not yet recovered from the tragic sight of the people around them being torn into pieces, when they were met with the gleaming bayonets of the independent regiment.

The phone and radio stations couldn't get through.

Matsui Ishi had a bad feeling in his heart. He estimated that the 18th Brigade was unlucky and might end up like the 11th Brigade and be wiped out at the same time.

The entire command center was now silent. Even the noisiest operations room was silent at this moment. Everyone's expression was unnatural.

But they all have the same thoughts.

The 18th Brigade, if things go wrong, it’s all over.

"What are you all doing? What are you all doing? Have you finished your work?" Matsui Ishige noticed the damn silence, turned his head and looked around, then snorted; "Why don't you just do your own thing?"

All departments were busy at the same time, but their actions were not as quick as before, and some people were even muttering.

Matsui Ishige took a deep breath and raised his voice. "The last time the 11th Brigade suffered such an end, it was because of insufficient preparation."

He himself did not have much confidence in saying this, but he needed to make the people present understand.

The enemy is not capable of destroying the 18th Brigade.

This uncertainty caused his next order to be very contradictory.

"Contact the 18th Division and have them quickly advance to the location of the th Brigade. If..." Matsui Iwane took a breath; "I mean if, if they encounter an accident and block the news, we can no longer afford to let the enemy wipe out another brigade headquarters."

The adjutant nodded, wrote down the order and went out. This matter could no longer be sent via radio, he needed to go there in person.

The Ninth Division has already noticed something is wrong.

As they got closer to the front line, they could see that the bomber groups in the distance were not dropping their bombs at all, but were just circling in the sky.

This situation can only mean that the two sides are now engaged in a melee.

The commander of the 9th Division knew his subordinate Jing Shuxuan very well. He would never do anything stupid and risk his life with the opponent in this way.

problem occurs.

The division commander immediately ordered the troops around him to grope forward. He needed to find out what had happened to the 18th Brigade.

The burning vehicle was dumped beside it, with only one wheel left, and the tank was blown up and engulfed in flames.

The Japanese troops who came over were shocked by what a fierce battle was taking place here.

Compared with these dead objects, the soldiers present also discovered a very strange phenomenon. The bodies of the imperial soldiers were dismembered and some even had their fingers cut off.

What happened to these people after they died?

"Have you found out the identities of these people?" the major leading the team asked the soldiers who came over.

The soldier looked around. Some of these people had been killed, and even if some were still intact, it was impossible to see who they were.

He...he couldn't rely on the shorts of these people to identify their identities.

He...he doesn't have that ability.

"Major, everything that can prove their identity is gone." The soldier wanted to cry. He was depressed. Why did he stand next to the major just now?

Now, how am I going to report this to him?

"Baga," the major cursed with gnashing teeth and stood up.

The division commander is still waiting for news.

"If you can't find the person's identity, can't you look for these vehicles? There must be something left behind."

I don't know how that group of people could be so beastly. Not only did you beat someone to death, but you also took away everything that could prove his identity. How could this be considered as true?

At least, leave some things behind.

The major was so angry that he started cursing.

These people are not soldiers at all, they are bandits and murderers. Only bandits can do such a thing.

"This is something only humans can do." The major walked around and didn't find anything. Just as the soldier said, it was too damn difficult to find a proof whether these people were ordinary soldiers or officers.

The dozen or so soldiers next to him also nodded without saying a word.

They all felt the same way: this was really not something a human being would do.

How could a person do such a thing?

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and look for it. I don't believe that these bandits can clean up everything here."

Damn it, I must have seen a ghost.

The major kicked a broken brick nearby to vent his frustration.

How unlucky he was to have to do something so confusing.