Congratulations.
I’m thinking hard: Why is it a flaw to say “too cruel”?
Yue Feng continued to observe, but changed the direction of observation.
He no longer looked at the arsenal, but at the checkpoint in front of the barracks.
He found that many people, vehicles, and three-wheeled motorcycles required passwords to enter and exit.
Yue Feng stared closely at the lips of both parties and murmured: "Killing ghosts and exterminating souls is good.
Indeed, the command to kill ghosts and extinguish souls is a bit interesting."
Congratulations was confused and asked: "What kills ghosts and whose soul is destroyed?"
Yue Feng smiled lightly: "It's me they want to kill, they want to blow me to pieces.
Now, I'm going to blow up the arsenal to wake them up."
Congratulations, he was shocked: "Now, in broad daylight, crazy, how can you get in if you are crazy?"
Yue Feng laughed loudly: "No, I'll go in openly and openly."
Congratulations: "You are wearing a sergeant's uniform, which has a certain protective effect, but you go in alone.
Isn't it strange?
The Japanese are not fools, they are very smart."
Yue Feng praised: "You are very smart, you even notice the details."
He stuffed the telescope into the congratulatory hand and said: "Stay here and enjoy the biggest fireworks.
It's a pity that it's not night.
No matter how beautiful the fireworks are, they don't have that artistic conception."
Congratulations: "I also wear Japanese military clothes, understand Japanese, and go in with you."
Yue Feng shook his head: "Although you are a master of red boxing and quick in movement, you have not reached the level of a special soldier.
To say it bluntly, if you go, it will only delay my affairs."
Congratulations and dissatisfaction: "No, absolutely not, I will definitely give you a helping hand."
Yue Feng said seriously: "This is an order."
Congratulations to Zhan's temper: "You are not my superior and have no right to give me orders.
If you want to die, I will accompany you."
Yue Feng said coldly: "Xiang Dingsong, besides obeying my orders, do you have a higher official position than the battalion commander?"
Congratulations was startled and muttered: "Of course not."
Yue Feng checked the weapons and ammunition, especially the "Dragon 120" pistol and the "Dragon 20" dagger.
There are also twelve small throwing knives and two tortoise boxes, each with eight bullets.
After finishing, he said to congratulate: "I give you an important task."
Congratulations and he was refreshed: "Please give the order."
Yue Feng said seriously: "In a critical moment to protect the telescope, we would rather explode than fall into the hands of others."
Congratulations but very disappointed: "What kind of mission is this?"
Yue Feng said seriously: "This telescope is my treasure.
Sometimes, it is more important than a reconnaissance camp."
After that, he picked up the bicycle next to him and left quickly.
Congratulations was very reluctant.
He wanted to follow, but he didn't dare to disobey the order.
He was very torn.
"Hmph, proud guy, let's see how you die."
She quickly climbed to a higher hillside, raised her binoculars, and stared at Brother Le.
The bicycles of this era were "high and elegant". very high, very big Most people cannot afford to ride it, but it is very fashionable in the city.
Yue Feng galloped on "Gao Dashang" and soon came to the road.
He stopped and looked carefully.
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He chose a corner, pushed "Gao Dashang" into the grass, and laid an ambush.
On the hillside, Gong Xiang was extremely anxious and thought to himself: Brother Le is planning an ambush.
It is only four kilometers away from the barracks and the Japanese will be alerted.
On the road, military vehicles and three-wheeled motorcycles come and go from time to time.
Yue Feng took off his big sunglasses and put them away, waiting patiently.
He needs a lone three-wheeler.
Half an hour later, I finally found a separate three-wheeled motorcycle with three people in it.
He pulled out two small throwing knives, and when the motorcycle slowed down when turning, he raised both hands.
Two small flying knives flew out like lightning and passed in front of the pilot, hitting the two Japs in the Adam's apple.
The two Japs died instantly without saying a word.
The driver felt something was wrong.
He looked back and saw that his two accomplices were dead.
He was so frightened that he subconsciously braked.
Yue Feng flew out and hit him on the carotid artery.
The driver's vision went dark and he lost consciousness.
Yue Feng quickly dragged the two bodies into the grass, ten meters away from the road, and then covered them with withered grass.
After returning, he put the driver into the truck bed.
In order to prevent the driver from waking up, he tapped several acupuncture points on the driver to ensure that he would not wake up for twelve hours.
After thinking about it, he grabbed the mud and rubbed it on his face.
His face was covered with mud, as if he fell to the ground and chewed a mouth full of mud.
He also rubbed mud on the driver's head, and even grabbed rocks and rubbed them hard on the driver's head, which caused the driver's head to be bruised and bloody, as if he was unconscious in a car accident.
He dipped his fingers into the blood from the driver's forehead and wiped it from the corners of his mouth and under his nostrils.
Finally, I hit the three-wheeled motorcycle with a stone and rubbed it a few times.
On the hillside, Gong Xiang looked carefully and felt very strange.
He thought to himself: What is the purpose of leaving the driver alone in case he wakes up?
At the same time, she admired him very much.
The opponent was worthy of being a master of the Red Fist.
The flying knife and the speed of the attack were not something she could match.
She saw Yue Feng get on his three-wheeled motorcycle and drive straight to the barracks.
What Just driving a three-wheeled motorcycle straight to the barracks, and taking a Japanese soldier with a broken head and blood, he would definitely be discovered immediately, and it would be no different than sending him to death.
Can't go, can't go She waved her hands in vain, her eyes red with anxiety.
Yue Feng drove a three-wheeled motorcycle to the barracks checkpoint.
The team leader saw a three-wheeled motorcycle approaching and waved to stop.
Yue Feng braked, stopped, and coughed several times.
When the squad leader saw Yue Feng's nose and mouth bleeding, he thought it was very funny, but he held back his laughter and asked, "Hey, Sergeant, what's wrong?"
Yue Feng got out of the car, saluted the squad leader with a military salute, bowed, and said with a depressed look: "Forget it, I turned too sharply, fell to the ground, and ate a mouthful of mud."
The team leader chuckled, observed the scratches on the car, and looked at the driver on the side of the car: "He seems to be worse off."
Yue Feng sighed: "His head hit the stone and he passed out."
The squad leader said sympathetically: "It's really unlucky."
Yue Feng said: "The road is not good.
It is bumpy and bumpy.
It is difficult to walk."
The squad leader smiled lightly, stepped forward, tested the driver's breath, and found that the driver's breath was even and he was not dead.
Yue Feng said: "Don't worry, it's just a minor injury.
You will wake up soon."
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The team leader suddenly shouted: "Kill the ghost" Yue Feng said naturally: "Destroy the soul."
The squad leader nodded and said, "Let it go."
Yue Feng bowed, got in the car, started the three-wheel motorcycle, and drove towards the barracks.
On the hillside, Congratulations was trembling all over.
He was so frightened that he was sweating all over his body.
His whole body seemed to be fished out of the river, dripping with water.
Seeing Yue Feng successfully enter the barracks, her expression relaxed, her body went limp, and she collapsed on the ground.
She patted her chest: "It scared me to death.
He scared me to death.
Isn't he scared at all?
Big heart, his heart must be twice as big as mine."
She took a few long breaths, grabbed the binoculars and looked, only to see Yue Feng driving a three-wheeled motorcycle, turning around a house and disappearing.
No, no, that direction is not an arsenal.
Could it be that he wanted to assassinate Kenji Doihara?
Don't go, killing "old folks" is more dangerous than blowing up an arsenal: