"Yezi, you take the sniper to the upper room to provide fire cover for the team, Dazhi takes the first team to guard the back door, the second team follows me in, and the other teams guard the perimeter and don't allow anyone to come near here, I don't want to be messed up by the police who only know how to collect black money This operation" The truck stopped a hundred meters away from Nomura's house. This is a corner, just convenient for Zhao Zhi to observe the environment around the house, Zhao Zhi chose the roof of the room behind them for Ye Kong, the distance of 100 meters is really nothing for a sniper.

After Ye Kong and Yu Dazhi set off one after another, Zhao Zhi waved his hand, and the truck parked on the side of the road slowly started, and Zhao Zhi, who was walking on the outer side of the truck, and the mercenaries of the second squad sneaked into the wooden house with the help of the cover of the truck. In order not to alert the Japanese in the wooden house, the mercenaries in charge of the perimeter defense did not cut off the passage of vehicles, but after the Jewish gangs participated in this operation, the vehicles that passed by from time to time in this residential area were all Jews, and they would not scream at Zhao Zhi and them with submachine guns.

Ye Kong, who was lying on the roof, had already locked two of the four Japanese through the window, and the two Japanese who were sitting on the sofa and talking would be dead at the moment when Zhao Zhi and them broke down the door. The wooden house is only one floor, which brings convenience to Zhao Zhi's movements, the second team plus Zhao Zhi himself has a total of 8 people, all they need to do is to break open the door and rush in, and then use the submachine gun of their fingers to speed up to subdue the four Japanese in the wooden house. Under the muzzle of the submachine gun with strong firepower, all the Japanese in the wooden house will become dead bodies, and only Nomura, who is listed as an important target by Zhao Zhi, can be spared.

Three trucks slowly drove past Nomura's wooden house, and Zhao Zhi and his party walked quickly across the lawn and stood in a row against the walls of the wooden house under the cover of the roar of the truck. Zhao Zhi stretched out his right hand and bent his elbow forward, and then opened his clenched fist a few times, and the mercenary with small broken steps began to scatter along the walls on both sides of the windows and doors. The area of the wooden house is not only very large, but Zhao Zhi guessed that the Japanese would have weapons hidden in their hands, and in order to avoid casualties among the mercenaries, Zhao Zhi planned to attack the mercenaries outside the window after slamming the door open to attract the attention of the Japanese.

The mercenary who was in charge of observing from the window of the living room made a series of gestures towards Zhao Zhi, which was the usual gesture between mercenaries, and this series of gestures showed that the four Japanese in the wooden house were all in the living room at this time. The corners of Zhao Zhimeng's mouth under the visor curled slightly, and the four Japanese fighters were concentrated in the living room, which saved the mercenaries from distracting themselves from searching other rooms. Zhao Zhi made a waiting gesture to the mercenaries, took a grenade-style cylinder with a pull ring from the carrying gear and held it in his hand, since the Japanese like to get together so much, he didn't mind taking this opportunity to experiment with the new equipment sent from the United States.

Urban siege can cause more casualties than field battles, and a string of bullets will shoot out of which window to hit your body, especially a surprise attack like the current one that is not familiar with the terrain, so Zhao Zhi and his thoughts are those auxiliary attack weapons in his previous life. The source bombs, flash grenades, smoke bombs and tear gas bombs are all Zhao Zhi's first choice, but it is a pity that the current equipment and technology of the weapons laboratory cannot make these things, and after a few months of busyness, Zhao Zhi only received a batch of flash grenades made of flare bombs and smoke grenades made of smoke, and today is the day when Zhao Zhi experiments with new equipment.

"Start" Zhao Zhi nodded heavily at the tall mercenary standing on the side of the door, only to see a 43-size military boot kicked heavily on the position of the door lock, "bang", the door that was kicked open vigorously hit the wall hard, and the mercenary who kicked the door had already taken advantage of the situation to lie on his back on the ground and turn over and dodge to the side. His task is only to be responsible for breaking the goal, and after breaking the goal, he must immediately get out of the way for his comrades who attack later, otherwise it will slow down the smooth progress of the whole operation.

"Flashbang" Zhao Zhi shouted and pulled the ring of the flashbang, throwing the flashbang into the room through the open doorway, and all the mercenaries who peeked in from the window closed their eyes. The flashbang that fell in the house suddenly emitted a dazzling glare with a "bang" sound, even though it was still daytime, the glare still made Nomura and the others dizzy and white. "Ah, what is this, my eyes can't see, I can't see" Ono Miji's screams were the loudest, and the other two people also rubbed their eyes like him, only the treacherous and cunning Nomura lowered his body and hid behind the sofa and wiped his eyes with saliva.

"Ahh "Oh" Nomura who crawled out from behind the sofa tried to get up and stand up, but the sudden dizziness made Nomura unable to stand up straight, and then looked at his three subordinates, who were already lying on the ground like dead dogs.

If Nomura didn't know what situation he was facing at this time, then the boss who transferred Nomura to Myanmar would have become the stupidest fool in the world. Nomura, who was lying on his back on the floor, pulled out his pistol with the last of his consciousness, but Nomura's head was so dizzy that he couldn't even load his bullets. "What's wrong with me?" Nomura shook his head vigorously, trying to shake the drowsy feeling out of his head, but he couldn't, and the result of shaking his head desperately only made him more dizzy.

Nomura shook his head and stopped, lying on the floor, he could clearly feel the vibration of the wooden floor, it was someone who had entered the room, and it was not alone. Nomura's eyelids twitched and he tried to open them, and he was greeted by a face that looked like a version of the Whispering Warcraft, and the smoke emitted by the smoke bomb made Nomura no longer able to think normally, and he thought of the mercenary wearing the gas mask as a Warcraft. Nomura's last impression was of a huge sole, a size 43 sole that had been heavily stepped on his face.

Nomura and his men were dragged out of the house like dead pigs by the mercenaries, and the two cylinders that had been vacant were also taken away by the mercenaries, and after Zhao Zhi and the others left, the Jewish gangsters appeared here with a new door and carpenters. After just half an hour, there was still a small unpleasant smell in the whole room, except for the living room, and there was no trace of anyone breaking in.

Nomura was awakened by a pungent smell and then poured a bucket of ice water on him, and when he came to his senses, he found that he was tied like a rice dumpling with a thick rope. "Your name? And what kind of occupation do you do? A cold voice came from behind Nomura, and the cold mind that made Nomura's not yet fully awake instantly regain its former calm, he knew that he had been arrested, and the person who captured him probably already knew his identity, otherwise he would not have asked him in Japanese.

Nomura didn't answer the question, just looked around at the place he was in, a slightly empty room, except for some daily miscellaneous items in the corner, from which Nomura at least recognized the pot for cooking and the spoon for scooping soup. Nomura noticed that there was also a dirt pit in the house, and judging by the dampness of the soil, the kang that appeared in the house should have just been dug up, and it was only a meter away from him.

"This pit is for you and your companions, I will only give you three chances, every time you refuse to answer my question or lie to me, I will kill one of your companions until it is your turn to cut your neck at last" A sharp short knife suddenly appeared on Nomura's neck, and the sharpness of the blade made Nomura's neck immediately cut a cut, and the blood oozing from the wound flowed down Nomura's neck into his clothes, making the air have a trace of blood.

Nomura could tell from the voice that it wasn't the one that was asking him the question in front of him, and it seemed that there should be more than two interrogators behind him, at least he had heard two different voices. The bloodstained dagger was retracted, and the cold voice sounded again, "Say your name?" And what kind of profession do you do? What is the purpose of your visit to Myanmar? Nomura was a little stupid at this series of questions, he wondered if the person who had arrested him had already known his true identity, and he was considering whether to use his fake identity to deal with this crisis.

"When the time comes, you have chosen to treat my question with silence, so you have to bear the consequences" As soon as the words fell, Nomura felt a hot stream splash on the back of his erect neck, and the pungent smell of blood immediately rose in the room, and a corpse with a sharp blade cut open his neck was thrown from behind Nomura into the dirt pit in front of him. A large amount of blood loss makes people lose consciousness instantly, but the organs of the body do not die instantly, so the corpse lying in the dirt pit is still convulsing, and with the frequency of the corpse's convulsions, blood is gushing out of the wound on the neck one by one.

Nomura's head was fixed at an angle by the interrogator's hand, so that he could just see the corpse lying in the pit, and the sound of something dragging came from behind Nomura, which Nomura guessed was the interrogator's next victim with his neck slit. Nomura, who has always claimed to be strong, is a little flustered, if he still doesn't answer the interrogator's questions this round, there will be another corpse with blood on his neck in the pit.