Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

The team was only a dozen kilometers away from Dagu Mountain. As long as they entered the defense zone of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, it would mean that the operation was half successful.

The closer it got to this point, the more Lin Qiang felt that something was going to happen.

really.

Duan Peng, who was in charge at the front, rushed back, stopped the advancing vehicle, and said anxiously: "Platoon leader, our vehicle has been abandoned!"

"What's the situation ahead?" Lin Qiang asked.

Duan Peng slowly recounted the situation ahead: "We spotted a small group of Japanese soldiers ahead. They looked different from the regular Japanese soldiers, even their uniforms were different. The dung scoops on their heads were covered with a layer of torn netting, and they were holding submachine guns."

After listening to Duan Peng's description, Lin Qiang instantly guessed the origin of this Japanese army.

The devils from Yamamoto’s special forces must be there!

Previously, Yamamoto attempted to attack the Eighth Route Army headquarters in Dashawan, but he encountered the independent regiment that had just been transferred to Yangcun, and the two sides engaged in a skirmish.

Although Yamamoto's special forces gained the upper hand in the brief exchange of fire, they were also exposed and had to abandon the raid plan and retreat directly.

Just because Kong Jie took the blame for the headquarters, they were ambushed by Yamamoto's special forces, resulting in heavy casualties. Not only did he lose his position as the head of the independent regiment, but the entire regiment was also punished for meritorious service.

The purpose of forming a special forces team, in addition to carrying out some special tasks, Lin Qiang also wanted to use it to check and balance Yamamoto's special forces team.

I haven't had the opportunity before, and I was also worried that the special forces were not prepared. But now that we have met, I naturally have to compete with each other.

Lin Qiang instructed Hu Zi and the others, "Continue to retreat according to the planned route. I will lead the special forces to cover your retreat. Remember, your mission is to retreat to the base."

"Did you understand everything!?"

Knowing they couldn't change Lin Qiang's decision, they all responded in unison, "We'll complete the mission!"

Lin Qiang took the assault rifle and three loaded magazines from a soldier and said to the monk who was also checking the ammunition nearby, "Give me all your magazines."

The monk was stunned when he heard this and asked, "Platoon Leader, are you asking me to retreat with them?"

"What nonsense!"

Time was running out, and Lin Qiang didn't care about the tone of his words: "Hurry up and give me the magazine, and then retreat with them!"

The monk had no choice but to take out the magazine he was carrying and handed it to Lin Qiang, saying to Duan Peng: "Listen carefully, kid, you must protect the platoon leader. If the platoon leader comes back with a broken hair, I will never forgive you!"

"Do you even need to say this?"

Duan Peng responded and then followed Lin Qiang out of the team. As the two left, Hu Zi also organized the team to continue retreating.

The operation was exposed so quickly mainly because Yamamoto had no idea that the Eighth Route Army also had such a team, and that it was more professional and more powerful than his special forces team!

Especially after the battle of Yangcun, Yamamoto was even more disdainful of the Eighth Route Army.

It was precisely because of his disdain that the operation was exposed early.

Lin Qiang led the special forces to set up an ambush on the route of Yamamoto's special forces in advance, and instructed Duan Peng: "Tell the brothers that the devils we are going to ambush this time are not ordinary devils. They have received professional training just like you, and their training is even more harsh and cruel than yours, so you must not underestimate the enemy!"

"Yes!"

Duan Peng asked the soldiers to pass the order one by one, and after giving the order, he asked, "Platoon leader, how do you know that this Japanese team is not ordinary?"

After all, it was the first time that Duan Peng discovered this team, so it was normal for him to have doubts about it.

"How do I know?"

Lin Qiang told Duan Peng about the Independent Regiment's experience in Yang Village. Duan Peng was very surprised after hearing it: "You mean, this Japanese team turned the Independent Regiment headquarters upside down, and in the end they almost escaped unscathed?"

"I told you, this team is no worse than yours!"

This can be regarded as the biggest challenge since the establishment of the special forces team, and it is also a battle that can truly test the strength of the special forces team.

As soon as he arrived at the preset ambush position, Lin Qiang discovered that two Japanese soldiers wearing helmets and special military uniforms appeared first, holding submachine guns.

It really is Yamamoto’s special forces team!

"No one is allowed to make any noise!"

Lin Qiang actually didn't need to remind him of this. Any member of the special forces team could definitely be a platoon-level commander.

But Lin Qiang was used to it, and this time he was facing an equally well-trained special forces team. If he was careless at all, the big fish behind him would notice the danger and he would lose this opportunity.

After the two Japanese soldiers passed by, Lin Qiang also arranged two team members to be on guard against sneak attacks at all times. The next step was to wait for the big fish to bite the hook.

The outpost is usually not too far away from the main force. Lin Qiang estimated that Yamamoto's special forces would appear in front of them in no more than three minutes.

Knowing that he didn't understand the special forces' combat methods, he said to Duan Peng: "You will command the team yourself. Remember one thing, don't be careless!"

"what?"

Duan Peng was stunned and asked, "Platoon leader, aren't you going to take command personally?"

In Duan Peng's opinion, since Lin Qiang has come, he must command the team personally. And he doesn't know why, but as long as Lin Qiang commands the team to fight, Duan Peng feels very at ease.

Lin Qiang shook his head and said, "You are not a regular army. My tactics may not be effective."

"it is good!"

Only after the two Japanese outposts confirmed that it was safe to continue advancing did Duan Peng make arrangements based on the existing geographical conditions.

With the outpost leading the way, Yamamoto Ikki subconsciously thought that the surroundings were very safe. He never imagined that the special forces had already discovered them and had carefully prepared a surprise for them.

Out of absolute confidence in the combat effectiveness of his special forces team and his many easy victories over the Eighth Route Army, Yamamoto Ikki did not regard the Eighth Route Army troops on the front line as his opponents.

The reason they don't want to engage in a head-on confrontation is that they're worried about being surrounded. If it's a battle with equal numbers of people, the special forces team doesn't even need to be deployed for combat. They can easily win by relying on the team members' own combat cooperation.

So, with this confidence, Yamamoto led the team forward, unaware of the surprise the special forces had prepared for him.

"Listen to my command, 3, 2, 1...fire!"

Duan Peng seized the opportunity, raised the assault rifle in his hand and fired decisively.

“Da da da~ Da da~”

Assault rifles far exceed submachine guns in both range and power. The only drawback is that they do not have the same fast firing rate as submachine guns.

As fierce gunfire rang out, the Japanese soldier walking in front of the team was shot several times and fell to the ground. He didn't even have time to scream before he was silent.

This is the beauty of an ambush, taking the enemy by surprise and attacking them when they are unprepared.

Whether it is a special agent team or a special operations team, they are nothing more than well-trained elite soldiers. Their individual combat capabilities are strong, and their teamwork is even more terrifying.

But everyone is equal in the face of bullets and gunfire, and everyone will die if they are shot.

The gunshots were like a symphony, coming from all directions, converging and colliding.

The assault rifle fired at full power, a firepower that could not be suppressed by the submachine gun at all. The bullets were like a woven fire net, covering the Japanese soldiers of Yamamoto's special forces.

The bullet hit the devil's body with a "puff puff" sound, and blood spurted out.

The dense firepower network seemed to have no gaps. In a moment, several Japanese agents were hit by bullets, with blood splattering on their bodies. They wailed loudly, trying to leave their last voice in this world, but they were quickly drowned out by the gunshots.