At the beginning of the beheading operation, Han Feng, who was strong and strong, also enjoyed the rampant maneuver of Yamamoto's special forces back then.

Needless to say, the members of the more than 100 special combat teams, the old commandos were full of automatic firepower, and even the more advanced Federov automatic rifles at that time were used on the piles.

The new members of the special combat team are also not ambiguous, and the boss has specially gathered the resources of several regiments to equip all of them with automatic firepower, and each person has a submachine gun, which is the most basic equipment.

As for the bullets, needless to say, each family does not need to give more, the old head of the independent regiment, Li Yunlong, has funded thousands of rounds, Ding Wei of the new first regiment, Kong Jie of the new second regiment, and Lao Xing of the new third regiment have also funded a lot of ammunition.

When he left from the headquarters, the boss asked Han Feng cordially, can the ammunition be enough to return to the Northeast this way, Han Feng greeted with a smile, good guy, the soldiers are not enough in their two pockets, so they simply put the bullet bags hanging on their bodies bulging, although the image is not very good, but it is simple and practical.

Before the operation, Han Feng roughly estimated that each member of the special combat team had at least 200 rounds of ammunition.

As for grenades, grenades, equipped with bayonets and daggers and the like, there is everything.

It can be said that this special operations team is simply fat and about to run out of oil.

In addition, when the members of the old commando team left the northeast and returned to Guannei, Han Feng once prepared a design drawing for Lao Hei, which was a preliminary concept design drawing of some simple body armor made of steel plates.

Han Feng's confession Lao Hei has always spared no effort, and in the more than half a year since he returned to Guannai, the production of body armor has never been left behind.

With the strong support of the headquarters, the Eighth Route Army Arsenal has specially created a lot of steel plate body armor for the special combat team, which is made like a horse clip in appearance, mainly to protect the vital parts of the soldiers.

As long as it is not a large-caliber rifle that hits the vital point at close range, it basically does not directly kill the soldiers.

All these factors combined, such a ghostly team, in this era, once in the enemy's field of vision, must be a shocking existence.

Even the team members themselves sighed that after so many years of the Anti-Japanese War, they have never fought such a rich war as today.

In the words of the chief instructor Duan Peng, with these equipment, even a pig can kill the little devil, if we can't fight the majesty of the special combat team, this battle will make the Northeast Kwantung Army completely frightened, then our special combat team will not need to exist, and it will simply be disbanded.

Then there is nothing to say, after locking the headquarters of Saburo Yamamoto, the various squads of the special combat team are ready to be in place from all directions of attack.

According to the table that everyone had done in advance, the time had just arrived at 11:30 a.m. sharp.

This fancy-free decapitation operation has officially begun.

Without any conspiracy and trickery, he directly and blatantly rushed into the compound where the headquarters of the 91st Brigade was stationed.

Han Feng led the first and second squads to nearly 40 members of the special combat team and rushed in directly from the main gate of the compound.

The group suddenly rushed out of the hidden corner, and the Japanese sentries guarding the compound had no time to react, and they fell down one after another with automatic force, and there was no power to fight back at all.

"Grenades!"

The joyful battle should play a heroic feeling, Han Feng roared, the grenades that the team members had prepared for a long time slipped into their hands, ripped off the fuse, thirty or forty grenades danced in mid-air in a demonic dance, and fell in the compound, a burst of roaring sounds, and the smoke of the grenade grenade explosion almost filled the entire compound.

The Japanese puppet soldiers in the compound had also heard gunshots from all sides of the courtyard at this time, and they fell into chaos.

Some Japanese officers organized a counterattack and realized that this was a sneak attack by the enemy.

It's just that they were stunned, and they didn't have time to organize manpower, and there were teams rushing in at the front gate, side door and back door of the compound.

These enemies they had never heard of, all of them seemed to be armed with automatic fire, all of them were like madmen, they did not seem to come to fight, but to slaughter, and wherever they passed, whenever a soldier dressed in the uniform of the Japanese puppet army appeared, they would immediately be slaughtered by them.

The main gate of the courtyard that was attacked by Han Feng personally led the team only resisted for a moment, and the defending Japanese puppet army was all killed.

Han Feng took the lead in kicking open the main gate and rushed into the courtyard.

"Immediately carry out a search and arrest, kill all the Japanese puppet soldiers, and determine the headquarters of the 91st Brigade, that is, the specific location of the old devil Yamamoto Saburo."

After Han Feng gave the order, the team was divided into four groups again, and he led one of them to rush and kill.

At the same time, the members of the special combat team who were attacking from all sides of the compound were also vigorously searching for enemy troops in the courtyard.

Eventually, in one of the main rooms, the big fish were completely besieged in it.

"Commander, it's confirmed, the headquarters is in this room." When he saw Han Feng, Lin Cheng replied excitedly that such a special operation and beheading operation was really pleasant, and he had never fought such a happy battle.

Han Feng noticed that there was blood on Ling Chen's left arm, and frowned, "What's the matter, you're injured?" ”

Lin Cheng said disapprerovantly: "Our body armor can't block the arm, and we accidentally let the little devil bite it, it's okay." ”

Han Feng reprimanded: "Go back and settle accounts for your kid, as a sniper of the special combat team, how can anyone come in with a submachine gun to kill the enemy in person?" ”

Lin Cheng scratched his head and smiled: "Regiment Commander, this battle couldn't be easier, at this time, how can you sprint directly with a submachine gun." ”

As the two were talking, Duan Peng had already led the team out of the guest room, and the soldiers had captured a lot of devils, all of whom seemed to be officers, and they all seemed to have woken up from their sleep in a hurry, and even the command knife was hanging on their bodies indiscriminately.

"Commander, this time we can send it, we have caught so many big fish, you quickly ask, which one is that old devil from Yamamoto?"

Han Feng's gaze swept over these six or seven devils one by one, these devils are not low in rank, two big Zuo, and the rest are either Zhongzuo or Shaozuo.

It's just that...... At the level of Saburo Yamamoto, there is also the chief of staff of the brigade, the main military commander of these 91 brigades, and the rank is also a major general.

…… It doesn't seem to be among these people, and with Han Feng's perception of his old opponent, even if he is captured, he will never be so embarrassed, and there is no Yamamoto in these guys in front of him.

Han Feng stopped in front of one of the Dazuo and asked in Japanese, "I don't know where your brigade commander Yamamoto is now, why isn't he in the headquarters?" ”