A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

Yamamoto Ikki was determined to win, but he didn't know that Zheng Kaixuan didn't take them seriously at all.

In the face of absolute strength, the Yamamoto Special Attack Team is nothing more than fish on the chopping board, and can only be slaughtered by the Sharp Knife Group.

"Come on, Lao Li, Lao Ding, let me show you how it feels to slaughter the devils."

Zheng Kaixuan said as he handed each of them a set of Kaixuan bulletproof vests.

Two walkie-talkies are also equipped on the clothes.

Three level 14 drones came roaring in and transported the three people to Yang Village in just half an hour.

One message after another was reported to Zheng Kaixuan through the walkie-talkie.

"Report to the regiment commander, the Japanese have entered two kilometers around Yang Village."

Zheng Kaixuan immediately gave instructions.

"Don't alarm them. Let them in so that we can close the door and beat the dog."

"Yes, Captain."

A moment later, another message came.

"Reporting to the regiment commander, the total strength of this Japanese force is 60 people. They have been divided into two groups. One group is heading towards the cliff south of the village, with 200 people. The other group sneaked to the main road north of the village meters away and has now stopped and is lying in ambush."

Ding Wei and Li Yunlong stood next to Zheng Kaixuan and heard every word of the report.

Until now, the impression that the Spearhead Regiment has left on them can be summed up in one word: strong!

This is too powerful. How many Japanese soldiers there are, which road they are taking and how far they are going, every move is under Zheng Kaixuan's control.

"Only 60 people?" Zheng Kaixuan frowned.

He felt that the number of people in Yamamoto's special attack team should be more than 60, but he was not sure how many there were in total.

"Yes, Captain."

"Since the Japanese troops in the north haven't moved, let's not alarm them yet, so as not to alert the enemy. When the battle begins at the southern cliff, we will deal with them as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

Zheng Kaixuan estimated that the Japanese troops split into two groups simply because they had two plans.

The first situation is that they think that if the South team encounters any accident, the North team can be responsible for the support.

The second situation is that if the southern team finds that the independent regiment is heavily guarded at the cliff and cannot pass through quietly, then they will notify the northern team to create chaos in the north of the village to attract the attention of the independent regiment and lure the tiger away from the mountain. The southern team can take this opportunity to pass smoothly and head straight for Daxia Bay.

However, no matter how many conspiracies and tricks the Japanese had, they were nothing more than a joke to Zheng Kaixuan.

"Report, the Japanese have reached 200 meters ahead, and the encirclement has been tightened."

Zheng Kaixuan, Li Yunlong, Ding Wei and others were near the cliff at this time.

After receiving this news, Zheng Kaixuan immediately issued the battle order.

"beat!"

Ding Wei was a little confused.

The night was as dark as ink, and you couldn’t see your hand in front of you.

The Japanese are still two hundred meters away from here. Are they going to attack directly from such a distance?

Not to mention at night, even during the day, not everyone can hit the target from 200 meters away.

Being able to hit a target 200 meters away with one shot would almost make him a sharpshooter in any army.

Li Yunlong had already experienced the spearhead regiment's fully automatic rifles equipped with infrared laser sights during the Battle of Cangyunling.

He calmly opened the scope on the gun barrel in Ding Wei's hand.

"Old Ding, with this scope, you can be a sharpshooter too."

Ding Wei raised his gun doubtfully and took a look through the scope, and was immediately stunned by surprise.

This scope is capable of night vision.

Even in the pitch-black night, the sight is as bright as day and everything is very clear.

The Japanese soldiers 200 meters away seemed to be right in front of us.

Moreover, a laser shot out, directly projecting circles of virtual light and shadow of target shooting on the Japanese soldiers opposite.

"boom!"

Ding Wei pulled the trigger and shot a Japanese special forces member right in the heart. The Japanese soldier screamed and fell on his back.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

Several crisp and loud gunshots broke the tranquility of the night sky.

The Japanese special forces suddenly fell into chaos.

In the blink of an eye, the Japanese had lost more than 20 people.

"There's an ambush! There's an ambush!"

This Japanese special forces team had rich combat experience. After a brief panic, just a few seconds later, they quickly made adjustments.

They also knew that this mission was likely to fail, so they immediately prepared to retreat.

This group of devils had undergone special training, and each of them was indeed quite skilled.

The Japanese soldiers immediately crawled on the ground, rolled over and over, and quickly hid behind some rocks or in some low-lying areas where they could effectively avoid bullets.

At the same time, they set up the grenade launchers they carried with them, ready to launch a counterattack in the surrounding areas and inside Yangcun Village.

"Drone, drop the bomb!"

With the order from the reconnaissance company commander Huang Dafei, more than 20 drones descended from high altitude at high speed and arrived above the heads of these Japanese devils in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, dozens of Triumph grenades were thrown from the air.

“Boom boom boom boom boom…”

The sound of explosions was overwhelming and continuous.

Ten Japanese soldiers from a Japanese squad lurking in the north of the village were blown to death before they could figure out what was going on.

Among the dozens of Japanese soldiers in the south, more than 90% were killed or injured in this wave of bombing. Only seven or eight Japanese soldiers survived temporarily because of their special hiding place.

"Nani, what's going on? What kind of enemy are we fighting?"

Up to now, when the entire Japanese army has been almost wiped out, this special attack team has not even seen the shadow of the spearhead regiment.

However, from the vibrations and roars emitted by the drones in the sky, they finally understood that the enemy they were facing this time was the Spearhead Regiment!

It was not until now that they finally understood the horror of the Sharp Knife Regiment and realized that they had hit a wall this time.

"Quick! Retreat, flee Yang Village, report to the colonel, the Sharp Knife Regiment has taken action..."

These seven or eight Japanese soldiers jumped out of the pit and turned around and ran away.

Strangely, the drone in the sky did not drop bombs again, and the gunfire around did not sound again.

The members of these Japanese special forces had extremely good physical fitness. They ran more than a thousand meters in one breath at the speed of a 100-meter sprint and arrived at the village entrance in the blink of an eye.

Just then, a roar was heard, and two Triumph motorcycles roared towards them.

"Captain Meng, come on."

Chen Shengli and Meng Renyi, each riding a Triumph motorcycle, blocked the Japanese's way.

No matter how fast the Japanese soldiers' legs are, they can't run as fast as a motorcycle.

The two men stopped their motorcycles, each picked up a Level 10 Triumph fully automatic rifle, and started firing at the Japanese in front of them.

"Da da da da da da da da..."

"You little devils, go to hell!"