Sasaki wanted to be a warrior who looked at death as if he were home, but unfortunately the various methods of these two people made it impossible for him to see death as home, and after the other party stabbed his other thigh with a bayonet, Sasaki decisively chose to cooperate with the other party. The Japanese soldier in front of him was obviously not a clever guy, so naturally he couldn't get more information from his mouth, but he just asked about the situation of several search teams outside Nanhu Airport, Zhuo Fei turned his head, and Zhuo Yan vigorously broke Sasaki's neck.

It's just that catching a guy who eats and waits for death is not a good sign for Zhuo Fei right away, once the Japanese squad that is on guard and search for the perimeter of the airport finds that they have lost a soldier, they will not give up easily, and it is likely to cause the alarm of the airport guards. "I can't wait any longer, so I'll just kill it during the day." Zhuo Fei, who had already made a stinky move, did not have time to reflect, he decided to sneak into the airport himself, and his tone stared at the Japanese soldiers in the airport alert, it was better to catch them off guard, no one would have thought that the attackers would attack the airport in broad daylight.

Zhuo Yan's size was destined that he couldn't casually pretend to be a Japanese soldier, so Zhuo Fei just left him outside the airport to pick him up, leaving Barrett for Zhuo Yan, and Zhuo Fei himself changed into a Japanese military uniform and walked along the road to the airport. The expansion of Nanhu Airport has long been completed, but there are still some finishing touches to be done, and under the supervision and supervision of several Japanese soldiers, dozens of ragged captured national troops are erending barbed wire at the edge of the airport.

Zhuo Fei walked towards the captured national soldiers with the 38 rifle on his back, and the few Japanese soldiers who were in charge of these captured only glanced at Zhuo Fei, and then stopped paying attention to Zhuo Fei, after all, the entire Wuhan had been occupied by the Japanese army, and they would not believe that anyone would dare to pretend to be imperial soldiers in broad daylight and come to the heavily guarded airport to find trouble. "Borrow a fire?" Approaching the captured soldiers of the National Army, Zhuo Fei paid attention to these ragged guys out of the corner of his eye, and then took out a pack of cigarettes and walked to the Japanese soldiers gathered together.

The Japanese soldiers gathered together did not have the slightest suspicion, and one of them took out a match and handed it to Zhuo Fei, who also took out a cigarette roll and distributed it to several people. As long as there were no officers present, it was very common for soldiers to chat and smoke together, and these Japanese soldiers were naturally not excluded. It's just that at the moment when they took the cigarette and were busy lighting the fire, they saw a strange-looking pistol suddenly appear in Zhuo Fei's hand at some point, and there was a soft pop, and the Japanese soldiers gathered together all went to see their Amaterasu.

"I'm here to save you, come over five people and change into their uniforms." With a silencer and shooting at close range, even those captured soldiers who were only a dozen meters away from them could only hear a slight sound, and when Zhuo Fei greeted them in Chinese, these captured national soldiers had not come to their senses. But soon, some of them reacted, and a man with a beard on his face ran to Zhuo Fei's side with a few national soldiers around him, and peeled off the uniforms of those Japanese soldiers and put them on himself.

"You can't leave now, so let's pretend to be Japanese soldiers and stay here and continue to work, and when you hear gunshots or explosions in the airport, you can run all the way in the direction I came from, and my companions will pick you up." After briefly explaining a few words to the other party, Zhuo Fei also left the 38 rifle he was carrying, and then crossed the barbed wire fence empty-handed and entered the airport. If Zhuo Fei entered the airport with a gun on his back, he might be called by the Japanese soldiers patrolling the airport to investigate, but if he was empty-handed, he could pretend to be a ground staff at the airport, and the patrol team would definitely not pay attention to a ground crew.

Crossing the barbed wire, Zhuo Fei continued to meet with two teams of patrol soldiers, but they were not in danger and did not attract the attention of the other party, relying on the oil stains on the military uniform and the tools in his hands, Zhuo Fei even blended into a hangar on the side of the runway. The hangar is not very big, only enough to stop three fighters at the same time, and Zhuo Fei, who entered the hangar, just looked around and secretly called himself a jackpot. There were only two fighters in the hangar, but next to one of them, there were more than a dozen Japanese pilots who were listening to what a guy who looked like a flight technician.

Zhuo Fei, who had seen the situation in the hangar clearly, subconsciously glanced back at the runway outside the hangar, and secretly thought about the distance between the hangar and the runway, so Zhuo Fei did not hesitate to call up an assault rifle with a silencer from the space he carried with him. "Poof", "poof", "poof" assault rifle kept spitting out projectiles in Zhuo Fei's hands, and the Japanese pilots who were facing Zhuo Fei without warning fell one after another, and Zhuo Fei, who had exhausted the entire magazine, didn't have time to change the magazine, so he called up a pistol from the space with him, until all the living people in the hangar were killed, and Zhuo Fei had time to change the magazine for the assault rifle.

After replacing the magazine for the assault rifle, Zhuo Fei did not pause, then took out the bomb and installed it on the two fighters in the hangar, this is the WeChat bomb that Zhuo Fei exchanged from the system, as long as someone starts the fighters in the two hangars, the bomb will explode immediately. Zhuo Fei, who had successfully killed all the Japanese in the hangar and retrieved his firearms, walked out of the hangar with a tool kit, and before the airport tower and the patrolling soldiers could react, Zhuo Fei had already walked quickly onto the runway of the airport.

Zhuo Fei was disguised as an airport ground crew at this time, and it was normal for ground staff to check the runway and fighters, so Zhuo Fei did not attract the attention of others when he stepped into the runway. With the corner of his eye, he has been paying attention to the movements of those Japanese soldiers, Zhuo Fei is pretending to be inspecting the runway of the airport, and quietly installed the kind of bombs on all the fighters parked on the runway, and these bombs are still safe before the fighters are launched.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack." With the shouting, the siren finally sounded in the airport, and according to the gestures and shouts of the airport patrol, Zhuo Fei, like other airport ground staff, quickly left the runway with his own tools. "Damn the Shina people, can't they fight us with dignity? Why do you have to be like bed bugs and only harass us with sneak attacks. Someone in the running Japanese ground crew complained dissatisfiedly, and Zhuo Fei secretly moved closer to the man.

When the ground crew left the runway, a patrol soon rushed onto the runway, and many Japanese soldiers, including the ground crew, were gathered together to see that the posture was ready for internal inspection. Zhuo Fei, who was mixed in the crowd, stood straight like everyone else, but his eyes were constantly watching the movements and reactions of the Japanese soldiers around him. There was a "boom" sound, and the hangar where Zhuo Fei had entered exploded, and the airport patrol found the tragic situation in the hangar, and some pilots went in to prepare to move the two fighters in the hangar.

Moving the fighter itself was a very easy thing, but they didn't expect that the moment the fighter was launched, it would suddenly explode. The fighter planes in the hangar exploded, and the explosion wave had completely lifted the roof of most of the hangar, and black smoke rolled out from the holes in the roof, mixed with a little sparks. "Hurry up and put out the fire, go get the planes off the runway." There was an explosion, and the temporary internal screening could no longer continue, and under the command of a Shao Zuo, Zhuo Fei and his ground crew were all issued fire extinguishing tools.

Zhuo Fei was also given a fire extinguisher, but when everyone was running quickly towards the hangar that exploded and caught fire, Zhuo Fei secretly took out two smoke bombs from the space he carried. Pulling the tab of the smoke bomb, Zhuo Fei quietly rolled the two smoke bombs into the crowd under his feet, but in the blink of an eye, two red smoke came out of the crowd who were coaxing to receive fire extinguishing tools. The appearance of the red smoke bomb instantly made the Japanese soldiers who were crowded together panic, and even more so, they had already put gas masks on their heads, thinking that the sudden appearance of red smoke would be poison gas.

Zhuo Fei struggled to squeeze out of the crowd at this time, and before everyone noticed him, he had already quietly approached a truck parked next to the airport runway. Zhuo Fei naturally didn't want to drive away the truck, but jumped into the low-hanging tarpaulin compartment of the truck without being prepared. The empty carriage was still draped with tarpaulins, which just provided Zhuo Fei with an excellent location. Using the short knife in his hand to cut a large hole in the tarpaulin, Zhuo Fei knelt on one knee and carried the Soviet-style RPG-7 40mm bazooka exchanged from the system.

The Soviet-style RPG-7 40mm rocket launcher with a straight-line range of more than 300 meters was specially exchanged by Zhuo Fei from the system, because Zhuo Fei valued the high-explosive bomb equipped with the Soviet-style RPG-7 40mm rocket launcher. When he was hiding outside the airport to observe the terrain before, Zhuo Fei had secretly exchanged the Soviet-style RPG-7 40mm rocket launcher and a batch of high-explosive bombs for supporting use from the system, and the Japanese army's oil depot and hangar at Nanhu Airport faced the high-explosive bombs of the Soviet-style RPG-7 40mm rocket launcher, which was like cutting butter with a knife.

Zhuo Fei pressed the launch mechanism, and a tongue of fire flew out of the cut opening, and with a loud "boom", the high-explosive bomb of the Soviet-style RPG-7 40mm rocket launcher accurately hit the oil depot more than 200 meters away from the truck. A series of explosions sounded, and the oil depot hit by the high-explosive bomb had turned into a sea of fire, and even Zhuo Feiqiu, who was squatting in the carriage at this time and was loading rockets, felt the heat wave coming to his face.

The rocket that flew out of the carriage hit a hangar again, but Zhuo Fei didn't have time to cheer, so he turned out of the carriage, and blended into the panicked Japanese soldiers with only a few movements, even if someone could see the abnormality of the truck, it was impossible to connect it with Zhuo Fei, who was pretending to be panicked at the moment.