Broken wolves

Chapter 115 Extreme Fight!

"尜尜~尜~..." After a while, the shrill, devil-like laugh came from another direction, and Ye Yangjian in the dark woods kept changing directions like a ghost, approaching his target, "In the mountains I am the king' This is the highest level spoken by the jungle warfare experts of the 177th special agent company...

"Who! Who..." Mito Ichiro leaned against a big tree, raised his gun nervously and searched around, the ear-piercing screams floating around made him feel horrible like hell, and Ben beside him Tagawa seems to be much calmer than him...

"Ichiro, don't worry about that, let's go!" Honda Chuan looked back at the nervous Mito Ichiro and reminded in a low voice. His plan was completely disrupted and he had to blame the pursuers behind him. His own person was obviously lurking in front of his room door the moment he shot and killed Director Gao.Whether you do mental arithmetic or not, the target of the other party is yourself from the very beginning!Otherwise it can't be such a coincidence?But what exactly is he embedded in?Could it be that the damn tall fat man has already acted as a double agent and betrayed his whereabouts?Did the armed police internal guards in the hotel participate in this operation?Impossible, they are not allowed to step into the hotel without permission!

Honda Chuan kept organizing all kinds of details in his mind. Although it has not been confirmed, he recalled the various troubles in the past few days and the blurred appearance seen on the monitor.I suddenly thought of a person in my mind, and vaguely remembered the photos of the opponent's profile that Director Gao had given me...

A Field Army soldier in the photo aroused his interest. He was smiling at himself, showing a mouthful of white and straight teeth.He had such a big smile, it was like they were an old friend that he hadn't seen in years.It was a face of a very young man of yellow race, and the painted face was that of a typical oriental man.The black pupils of his eyes are so deep, like a calm lake in autumn. The wisdom in his eyes seems to gather the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth, making him so harmonious.His body is not as prominent as those of his comrades-in-arms, but extremely well-proportioned and elegant. His brows even look a little weak and scholarly. I believe that no one will believe that the young man in front of him is actually a top field soldier.According to my own understanding of Chinese people, this is an extremely handsome young man, but the seemingly invisible breath of death coming from this Chinese person makes Honda Chuan more cautious.

A name came to mind! Ye Yangjian! 'Zhaoxue' and Ye Yangjian, the son of the murdered Chinese Ye Wenzhong!

Yes, after killing Long Zenan and dying, with Ye Yangjian's character, he will definitely bring his own group of people to take revenge, and he has reasons to kill him both publically and privately...

"I finally see you, my friend!" Honda Chuan touched his nose and said loudly in Chinese with a smile.It was as if he had a good deck of cards in his hands, and he believed that the secrets he knew would become their important capital...

"尜尜..." There was no words in the dark woods, but Ye Yangjian, who was covered in mud and was close to the big tree, smiled brighter, holding the cold tactical knife tightly in his hand.The breath of death became stronger, which made Honda Chuan feel very uncomfortable, he was eager to leave this place, and said with a smile on his face: "My friend, I know you have a lot of doubts, maybe I can help you find the answer. How about a deal?"

Ye Yangjian, who was leaning against the tree, closed his eyes tightly, and said in a gloomy voice: "Welcome to hell! (Welcome to hell)"

In the darkness, an illusory shadow seemed to flash, and the next moment Ye Yangjian flashed out, and a precise point shot hit Mito Ichiro, who was looking around with a gun, and Mito Ichiro who was shot fell to the ground with a muffled sound , The pistol shot accurately, the bullet penetrated his head, and he died without any suspense, the splashed red and white things splashed on the big tree behind him!The smile on the face of the Chinese is even brighter.Leng Sensen's teeth, like a hungry wolf trying to tear its prey into pieces, raised its gun and aimed at Honda Chuan's head...

"Wait! Yeyangjian, I think we can talk, as friends..." Seeing that Yeyangjian killed his adjutant without hesitation, Honda Chuan was stunned angrily at first, but then he was relieved. It doesn't matter if one of them dies, this kind of little guy who can't get things done doesn't deserve to live in this world at all.The offspring of Xiaoluo must also be Xiaoluo.Honda Chuan, who advocates the concept of Japanese elites, is obviously more interested in Zhaoxue's son Ye Yangjian, if he can instigate rebellion, if he can receive his subordinates...

"Look, I have no malice. I just want to talk to you. I have a secret about you. I think this can be used as a condition for me to leave safely..." In order to show that he did not have any malice, Honda Chuan casually Throwing away the pistol in his hand, he spread his hands, and quietly looked at the naked young man in front of him, covered in mud...

"Ye Yangjian, look at yourself now, I know you are a very good soldier. But I think your success depends largely on your having the elite blood of our Great Japanese Empire, don't you feel Do you have the Bushido spirit in you?" After Honda Chuan made up his mind, he solemnly began to promote his so-called elite concept...

"Fuck you!" Ye Yangjian scolded shamelessly!A surge of hot blood burned his whole body in an instant, and he seemed to touch the double-edged keel tactical knife stuck in the back of his waist with his backhand.

"Hehe, don't get excited. Maybe you don't know yet! Haha, your mother, Yang Ping! She is the best spy trained by our Empire of Japan. She has been lurking in the mainland for so long and has not been exposed. Are you Her own son. I think you should know how to go in the future! Your Imperial Japanese bloodline is an unchangeable fact, so you will definitely become the elite among the elite. As long as you are willing to join us, our Imperial Japanese Government will definitely Give you the best first-class country name treatment..." Honda Chuan thoughtfully threw a 'blockbuster', hoping to wake up Ye Yangjian.His identity, his lineage!All of these are capitals that he can use and control. There is no one who does not want to have powerful subordinates, and no one does not want his subordinates to be loyal to him. Suppressing and wooing these methods are familiar to Honda Chuan, and he is confident...

"I said! Fuck you! Shit Bushido! Fuck you shit big Japanese Empire!" Ye Yangjian bared his white teeth coldly.

"Aren't you shocked at all? For your mother? For your bloodline, and the spirit of the Bushido inheritance of the Great Japanese Empire?" Honda Chuan completely did not expect that Ye Yangjian would be a stickler.How did he know that Ye Yangjian had already experienced painful struggles, and finally he handed over the choice to his father, who is more important in a country and a family?Ye Yangjian had already made a decision in his heart, if he was the kind of person who followed others, then he would not be Ye Yangjian.

"I am proud that I am a Chinese. No matter whether I am rich or poor, whether I am frustrated or successful, whether I am in my hometown or far away in the world, I always love my motherland. If the motherland is in danger and requires me to sacrifice my life, it will be the greatest thing in my life. The glory!" The soldiers of the 177th special agent company, the kind of love and sacrifice for the motherland, is beyond ordinary people's comprehension, and they are still firm in this chaotic society. Despite all the temptations from the outside world, Ye Yangjian, as the captain of the 177 ace wolf pack team, is a diehard loyalist. Relying on his infinite loyalty to the motherland, he has fought bloody battles for the past few years. How could it be possible to be disturbed by these few words?

"My Ye family is full of loyalty. For the cause of the Republic, generations of Ye family have struggled and sacrificed their entire lives and even their lives! Their sacrifices are either recorded or lost in the dust of history. Please don't ask me Whether these sacrifices and dedications are worth it, that is my belief, the belief of my Ye family!!" Grandpa's words are still in my ears!Ordinary life could not make Ye Yangjian forget the sufferings of his ancestors. In order to defend the motherland that was not rich at that time, the ancestors used simple weapons and flesh and blood to fight to the death with the vicious and well-armed Japanese invaders. battlefield!The past can pass, but the national humiliation dare not be forgotten!

Because there is a kind of passion called defending the home and defending the country.

Because there is a deep-seated hatred called aggression!

This is the endless hatred between the two clans.This is the responsibility of a soldier who bears the weight of the past...

Soldiers of the Republic, veterans will not fade away!

In the dark woods, the cold tactical knife is tightly inserted in the dark black leather scabbard, like a supreme belief.Ye Yangjian felt that he was insulted!So what if the mother is Japanese?So what if I'm half Japanese?I grew up eating Chinese rice and drinking water from the Yangtze River.Insulted, insulted!

Shaking his head, shaking off all the chaos in his head, Ye Yangjian laughed loudly...

"Hahahaha! It's ridiculous! When you are about to die, you still want to instigate me with brazen words! The Great Japanese Empire? Bushido? Good! Today I will give you a chance, a chance for the so-called Bushido spirit in your mouth to collide head-on with the Chinese saber! "Ye Yangjian laughed loudly.Throwing down the gun in his hand with pride.The sound of contemptuous laughter spread in the woods...

"Since you have betrayed your bloodline, then I will show you what is the true Bushido spirit! Long live the Great Japanese Empire!" Honda Chuan was stunned for a moment, probably conscious that the possibility of persuading Ye Yangjian was not high, so he had no choice but to Shaking his head, he took out a short katana from his pocket.

"Beat me, you go! If you lose, you will stay! Bet on your so-called Bushido spirit! Today I swear to kill you with this saber!!" Ye Yangjian, who pulled out the saber with his backhand, was full of arrogance. The saber would rather be bent than bent! ...