Half a month passed quickly.

After a short intensive training session, the soldiers were taken to Kunming, where they would board a U.S. Air Force transport plane to Myitkyina, a key town in northern Burma, to receive weapons and equipment.

Before boarding, he was stripped of only a pair of shorts.

Looking at the white clouds outside the porthole, Wang Yan's heart tightened a little.

If nothing else, the devil's Zero fighter jets will soon catch up, and then the old DC-47 transport plane they are flying in will crash down into the jungles of Myitkyina.

Before and during the crash landing, someone will die.

Wang Yan was not sure in his heart whether he would be able to escape this fate.

If he dies, according to Dr. Yang, the ontology of the earth world will also die.

But Wang Yan was very skeptical about this, he felt that Dr. Yang must not have told him the whole truth, and the death rules of world shuttle must not be so simple.

Just thinking about this, the bean cake who was also looking outside through the porthole suddenly laughed: "Brother Ma, they are catching up." ”

Wang Yan turned his head sharply, and sure enough, he saw that a plane had appeared in the left rear of the transport plane they were on, and under the rising sun, the plaster pattern on the wings of the plane was clearly visible, it was the devil's zero fighter!

"Japanese planes!" Wang Yan immediately turned his head and yelled at the American pilot in the cockpit.

The American pilot who flew the transport plane was an experienced veteran pilot, and his hands slammed the control stick to the end.

Wang Yan's DC-47 transport plane immediately dived into the clouds at a large angle, almost straight, trying to hide in the clouds before the Zero fighter caught up.

As long as they hide in the clouds, they are safe.

Unfortunately, the Zero came into range of the machine guns before the DC-47 could dive into the clouds.

Two rows of bullets came over, and two more rows of bullet holes immediately appeared on the fuselage of the DC-47 transport plane, and the few routs crowded in the cabin were instantly beaten into a sieve.

After two rounds of dive strafing, the DC-47 transport aircraft lost power.

One of the two pilots was killed, and the other desperately controlled the plane for a forced landing.

Before hitting the ground, the DC-47 transport plane finally changed from dive to level flight.

Then, the DC-47 transport plane plunged headlong into the primeval jungle of northern Myanmar, breaking an unknown number of trees and vines before finally stopping.

When Wang Yan opened his eyes again, he saw that the entire plane had completely fallen apart.

Even the fuselage was torn open a huge gap, and a broken branch poked through the gap, piercing a rout soldier to the tip of Bai Sensen like a string.

Meng's annoyed voice sounded: "Jump, the plane is going to blow up!" ”

After speaking, Meng was annoyed and dragged his injured leg, which had not yet fully healed, and jumped out of the gap.

Not spicy, Milong, Kangya, snake butt, Hao Veterinarian and other cannon fodder jumped off the gap one after another.

Wang Yan was the last to jump out of the gap unhurriedly, because he knew that the plane would not explode.

Wang Yan had just jumped off the plane when a voice came: "Wow, you guys are really amazing, you disassembled this plane, right?" I really admire you. ”

Not spicy, Kang Ya and other cannon fodder suddenly felt like an electric shock, stunned.

A Japanese soldier carrying a 38-big cover almost as tall as his height walked out of the fog.

The Japanese soldier obviously regarded them as cannon fodder as natives in northern Burma, so he even showed them kindness in Japanese and praised their courage.

The Japanese soldier quickly walked up to Wang Yan and asked, "Did you kill the Americans?" ”

"It's not." Wang Yan replied in Japanese, "I was killed by your Zero fighter." ”

"Oh, do you speak Japanese, too? It's just wonderful. The Japanese soldier was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "You said that this American was killed by our Zero fighter, how do you know?" ”

Wang Yan said: "Because I was also on this transport plane and witnessed it with my own eyes. ”

"Nani? Are you also on a transport plane? To put it this way...... "The Japanese soldiers were not completely stupid enough to go home, and finally realized that Wang Yan was a Chinese soldier who came to Burma on an American transport plane."

At that moment, the Japanese soldiers wanted to remove the 38 big covers on their shoulders.

Unfortunately, there was no chance, Wang Yan punched a straight punch, right in the chest of the Japanese soldier.

Hearing the sound of "bang", the Japanese soldier's chest immediately sunk inward, and then opened his mouth to spew out a large cloud of blood mist, with a lot of blood clots in the middle.

The internal organs of the Japanese soldiers were shattered.

Although Wang Yan's skill bar has been washed out, his skills don't seem to have disappeared, and he can still use Shaolin Neijia Fist skillfully, and his lethality has not been weakened in the slightest.

The Japanese soldier collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud and did not move.

Not spicy, bean cake, Kangya, Meng annoyed and other cannon fodder were completely stunned.

Mi Long even maintained the posture of holding a crowbar high, just now he wanted to use a crowbar to hit the Japanese soldiers, but Wang Yan preempted the killer.

Including Mi Long, everyone looked at Wang Yan with shocked eyes.

Obviously, no one expected that Wang Yan's skills would be so ruthless!

Just one punch can kill a Japanese soldier, who dares to believe it?

Wang Yan looked like he was fine, frowned and shouted, "Why are you still stunned?" Hurry up and find the guy! The devil's search team will be there soon! ”

Wang Yan himself was not idle.

Untie the armed belt from the devil's waist.

When I opened the leather bullet boxes on the belt, I saw that two were empty.

Only the large leather box at the waist still contained 20 rounds.

Wang Yan put 20 rounds of ammunition in his pocket, and then untied the two grenades on the armed belt, and threw them at Bu Lai and Kang Ya respectively, who hurriedly reached out to catch the grenades.

Meng was annoyed and also found a Browning pistol from the American pilot.

Wang Yan took off the military uniform on the devil again, originally preparing to put it on himself, ready to pretend to be a devil, but gave up halfway through it.

Because there is too much difference between his figure and the devil.

The devil's military uniform is like a tight-fitting suit on him, no matter how you look at it, don't be embarrassed.

So unless the devils are all blind and foolish, they will definitely know that he is an impostor.

"Yada-kun? Yada-kun, do you hear me? A call rang out from the mist, Japanese.

Wang Yan hurriedly gestured to the more than 20 surviving cannon fodder, signaling them to lie on the ground and pretend to be corpses.

These twenty or so cannon fodder were finally not stupid, and they quickly understood what Wang Yan meant, and they fell to the ground one by one.

Wang Yan himself returned to the transport plane from the gap, put the 38 large covers on the broken porthole, and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the fog.

It didn't take long for more than a dozen devils to slowly come out of the fog, only to see these dozen devils walking towards this side in a standard triangular formation.