As the roar of the car motor got closer and closer, Liu Changfeng also began to get nervous, what is the strength of the Japanese army to escort food, which is directly related to the success or failure of the ambush, if the Japanese army escorts too many troops to escort food, then it is not suitable for fighting at all, and his own pretentiousness is not in vain?

Liu Changfeng waited with bated breath, through the gray sky, fluttering snowflakes, the Japanese transport car meandered like a long dragon, after a while, you can clearly see the green body of the transport vehicle and the infamous sun flag waving in the wind.

"One, two, three、、、、、、" Liu Changfeng silently counted the number of transport vehicles, and after counting, Liu Changfeng's face became more and more serious, there were a total of forty-five vehicles, according to the intelligence analysis that Liu Changfeng had, the strength of the Japanese escort reached a squadron, and the number was twice as many as himself.

The long lines of Japanese transport were getting closer and closer, and the large trucks were waddling on the snowy roads, although the speed was slow, but it was relatively smooth. Liu Changfeng's emotions gradually calmed down, one to two, it was not too different, he had no intention of calculating, he suddenly made trouble, the chance of winning was still very good, fight, Liu Changfeng made up his mind.

The first transport truck of the Japanese army was covered with green canvas, and the carriage was full of heavily armed soldiers, with two machine guns on the left and right sides, and the machine gunners looked casually ahead through the gaps exposed by the canvas.

At the front of the car, Captain Yayo Aihara was sitting in the passenger seat, the expression on his face was very serious, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he coldly glanced at the road ahead, as a squadron leader, he was doing the work of a soldier, because he didn't trust anyone, he only believed in himself. Before leaving, division commander Ogisu Libing specially told him the importance of this mission, and this food is related to the stability of tens of thousands of soldiers on the front line, and it is necessary to ensure that nothing goes wrong. During this period of time, the Great Japanese Imperial Army in various places was repeatedly attacked by the troops of the Chinese people, which made him have to pay attention to it.

Yayo Aihara is both an arrogant and a strict soldier, on the one hand, he looks down on Shina from the bottom of his bones, and on the other hand, he is careful not to make mistakes. Whenever the convoy passed through an area with difficult terrain, his nerves were highly tense and he was on guard.

Aihara Yayo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he looked at the open plain in front of him, which was almost a flat river, and the surrounding situation was unobstructed, but his eyes were still as cold and vigilant as ever.

''Your Excellency, I don't think there is a need to be so nervous, who has eaten the bear's heart and leopard's gall and dared to sneak attack the mighty Imperial Japanese Army?'' The truck driver really couldn't look at it, turned his head to look at Yayo Aihara, and said disapprerovingly.

''Do you really think so?'' Aihara Yayo asked rhetorically without squinting.

''Hai, Your Excellency Squadron Leader, that's what you think. The truck driver said respectfully.

War is not child's play, be careful in everything, maybe you will be able to live a little longer. Aihara Yayo glanced at the truck driver coldly and said meaningfully.

''Ey, Your Excellency is right, you have been taught. The truck driver nodded slightly, but there was a clear look of disapproval on his face.

Yayo Aihara glanced at the truck driver and said in his heart; ''Someone like you is only worthy of driving a car for the rest of his life.'' But he didn't say it, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't want to.

The cold wind beat the windows violently, maybe they were broken somewhere, the windows crackled, and the truck driver drove the big truck carefully so that the wheels would not get stuck in the snowdrift and not get out.

Aihara Yayo suddenly felt his eyebrows throb violently, and he was suddenly startled, and his pupils contracted suddenly, Nani? Is there any danger here? Aihara's eyes widened and he looked at the road ahead in disbelief.

''Parking. Yayo Aihara shouted majestically. The truck driver stepped on the brakes in astonishment, looked at the nervous squadron leader in surprise, and did not know what medicine he had taken wrong, and the other vehicles behind had to stop, and the soldiers poked their heads out of the car with a blank expression.

Aihara Yayo got out of the car, took a few steps forward, and looked at the vast field suspiciously, except for the roar of the car engine, only the whistling of the cold wind remained, and other than that, there was no sound.

Could it be that I am too sensitive? So much so that the grass and trees are all soldiers? Aihara Yayo's sixth sense is very sensitive and has never been wrong, but he now has to admit that he is a little nervous, and there is no place to hide here, unless the people of Shina are hiding underground, Aihara Yayo thought to himself.

Noticing nothing, Aihara Yayo got into the car with a curse, but he clearly felt the smell of danger in the air around him, which made him feel more and more uneasy, but he didn't know where the danger came from.

''I order, pass through here at full speed, drip, drip. Aihara Yayo said decisively that the best way now is to leave this place of right and wrong immediately.

''Hay. Seeing that the squadron leader looked solemn and did not dare to slack off, the truck driver immediately started the car and drove forward, and the vehicles behind him also started moving.

Yayo Aihara, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was pale, like a pins and needles, and secretly prayed that nothing would happen.

''Bang. Suddenly a gunshot rang out suddenly, piercing the sky over the field, followed by a thunderclap roar; ''Call me. The sound was like rolling thunder, muffling the roar of the car engine.

Aihara Yayo was shocked, his pupils contracted sharply, and he subconsciously looked out of the car window, and was surprised to see the snowflakes flying thirty meters away from the road, and one by one the "imperial army" wearing white cloaks came out of the snow, revealing a black silent gun barrel, and suddenly burst out of scarlet tongues of fire, and the sudden gunfire rang out over the field, just when Aihara Yayo was dumbfounded, "whoosh、、、、、'' grenades flew in the sky and flew towards his convoy.

"No、、、、、' In the frightened cries of Yayo Aihara, the rumbling explosion was deafening, the scene was filled with gunsmoke, and all the trucks were stopped.

Mo Haitao was almost frozen when he was lurking, at this time he was full of anger and depression to vent out freely, he only carried a 38 cover and a Wang Ba box when he set off, now his face was cold, holding the gun with both hands, shooting completely by feeling, constantly pushing the bullet to load, pulling the trigger, and quickly running out of the bullet in the chamber, casually throwing the rifle aside, taking out the pistol, continuous point shooting, at such a distance, completely within the range of the pistol.

With a bang, the glass of the window shattered in an instant, and a bullet got into the truck driver's head like lightning, killing him instantly, blood splattered out, and Yayo Aihara slammed into the car door in a panic, and got out of the car from the other side. (To be continued.) )