The half-lying Japanese officer in the car took the document suspiciously. After the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info saw the words "Military Police Special High Class" written on it, he was so frightened that he sat up straight.

"Kuroda Shaosa......."

The power of the military police was so great that ordinary people did not dare to provoke it. The special high school established on July 4, 1928 was even more difficult, and it was awkward to quarrel with them, and it was estimated that the family members in China would not have good fruit to eat.

Kuroda Shaozo saw that he hadn't figured out the situation yet, and shouted loudly:

"Quick, hurry up and order your soldiers to fight!"

The officer came to his senses and immediately shouted into the carriage:

"Get out of the car and get ready to fight!"

There were two squads of people sitting in the car, they were the baggage team responsible for transporting supplies, and they had just finished their mission and were about to return to the barracks. It's just that the officer who led the team stopped and bought a few packs of cigarettes, but he didn't expect to meet Kuroda Shaoza.

"Didi!"

With a whistle, the Japanese soldiers immediately jumped out of the car, but before they could stand still, they heard gunshots.

"Bang Bang!"

The fighters of the special operations team had already rushed to the front, and when they saw those Oriental devils, they pulled the trigger in their hands. The dense rain of bullets knocked over seven or eight in an instant, and the rest immediately hid behind various concealments.

"Bang hook, bang hook!"

The sound of the 38 Dagai immediately resounded around, but these shots were fired in a hurry, and did not hit the special combat soldiers, but killed seventeen or eighteen civilians nearby.

"!"

The leader of the special operations team let out a roar of rage.

"Cover the crowd and don't let those devils raise their heads."

"Run, run!"

Several soldiers roared loudly, and their submachine guns fired bullets one after another, crushing the Oriental devils to hold their heads up.

The surrounding people were frightened by the sudden change. In an instant, the street, which had been bustling just now, immediately became empty.

"Crush to death!"

The Japanese officer, who had already jumped out of the car, saw that there were not many enemies and drew his command knife in his hand.

"Bang hook, bang hook!"

Those Oriental devils suddenly got out of the back of the car, only to be knocked over several times in an instant. The rest didn't retreat at all, but pressed all over in one go.

"Retreat, retreat!"

The leader of the third group of special operations shouted loudly.

There are too many enemies rushing towards you, and if you don't retreat, you'll have to engage in hand-to-hand combat with them. But how can the special combat team members who are only equipped with flower mechanisms be able to fight, those Oriental devils with 38 big covers in their hands.

"Shoot, shoot."

Seeing that the opponent could not resist, the devil officer roared loudly and at the same time took out his southern pistol and fired.

"Bang, bang!"

Only two shots were fired out, damn it was stuck in the south again, and just when the bullet was withdrawn, something rolled at his feet, he didn't even think about it, grabbed a subordinate next to him and rolled aside.

"Boom!"

The power of the explosion was not great, but it only blew up a few people who rushed to the front. Those devil soldiers who were not injured by the explosion couldn't help but rejoice in their hearts, but they soon found out that it was better to be killed directly.

After a dazzling white light, the body quickly burned, and it couldn't be extinguished, even rolling was useless. The soldiers on fire soon fell to the ground, rolled in pain a few times, and then stopped moving. Soon the pungent smell of burnt paste permeated everywhere.

"Ahh

A few soldiers who were only burned screamed and ran, but were quickly killed by the flying bullets.

The Japanese officer pushed away the body that was pressed on his body, and the explosion just now had already killed this subordinate, but fortunately he was unharmed, but when he saw the scene in front of him, his hair was about to stand on end.

"Yaga!"

In just a few minutes, half of his men were dead. It was also a seppuku to go back, and the officer put the gun to his head in despair, and pulled the trigger as soon as he gritted his teeth.

"Click!"

The pistol actually jammed again!

"Smack!"

This time there was no need to be so troublesome as retracting the bullet, and a heart-rending pain immediately came from his back, and the officer wanted to shout but couldn't say a word. This damn pistol can't even save the last dignity of the samurai, and let himself be killed like a dog.

"Pistol designer, red deer, wild lang!"

Kuroda was stunned by this turn of events. Although these people just met were baggage soldiers, and some of them did not carry guns, it was enough to prove the strength of the opponent who fought like this.

"Yaga, who the hell are these guys? Soviet Russia, Europe and the United States, but why did they say what they just said in Chinese? ”

The word Huaxia had never come to his mind, and as an intelligence officer, he had been to most places in Huaxia. In the process, he had met countless local warlords, and those who claimed to be soldiers were nothing more than hooligans with guns on their shoulders.

"Retreat, retreat."

He yelled.

The remaining dozen or so soldiers immediately gathered around him and quickly retreated, but the group of men dressed in black caught up again.

"Bang, bang!"

The Oriental devil kept pulling the trigger, and Zhang Huang's direction of the former concession retreated.

Kuroda kept cursing, and many soldiers had died on the streets under the strafing of automatic weapons. If it weren't for the shop area, I'm afraid it would have died a long time ago.

"You two come with me, and I'll block the rest!"

"Hey!"

A military cao agreed loudly.

Under his leadership, the devils began to use the terrain to block the special combat soldiers.

"Bang, bang!"

During the continuous shooting, one of the special operators was hit in the leg, and the moment he fell, he was hit again, and even his body was almost cut in two.

"Hit, don't get distracted."

The leader of the special operations team shouted loudly.

He saw that the enemy had split into two parts, two soldiers covering the retreat of the man in black, and the rest were delaying their movements.

"Catch up, catch up."

The submachine gun in his hand had just emptied a magazine of bullets, and when he was about to reload, two devils rushed up with bayonets.

"Huh!"

He pulled out the pistol stuck in his waist and pulled the trigger on the two devils.

"Bang, bang!"

Both shots hit the devil's head, and Browning's 11.43mm bullet in 1911 exploded the target in an instant.

"Bang!"

Just breathed a sigh of relief, but the team leader felt that something had gotten into his shoulder, and all of a sudden he felt soft and powerless.

"Team Leader!"

A strap on his body was grabbed, and the whole person was quickly dragged aside, but a few devils seized the opportunity to rush over.

"Bang, bang!"

A devil rushed in front of him, and two puffs of blood mist came out of his body, but he held his breath and stabbed himself at the team leader.

"Click."

A warrior pulled the trigger, and the devil immediately became a blood gourd.

"Leave me alone, catch up, don't let that devil escape."

"Bang hook, bang hook!"

However, the fire of the devil soldiers blocked the road, and if you want to catch up, you must destroy them.

Seeing that those people were delayed in success, Kuroda Shaoza had a smug smile on his face. As long as you pass through two more streets is the Japanese concession, and you will be safe wherever you go. (To be continued.) )