In order to frighten the little devils of the Kwantung Army, Feng Quan originally planned to use the entire Human Head Tower, or the entire Beijing Temple.The so-called "Jingguan" is to pile up the massacred people into a mountain and seal the outside with soil.Considering the nature of little devils who bully the weak and fear the hard, and will pay every penny, and cutting off heads one by one is very laborious, let's just kill them like this.

In order to deepen the impression of the little devil, under the order of the master Feng Quan, the friends set up booby traps in each room, door handles, under the thermos lid, inside the quilt...all of them.

Feng Quan was sitting in the largest room in the headquarters, smoking a cigarette happily, carefully flipping through various secret materials of the little devil, all valuables were packed in a big cloth bag prepared in advance.

Fuck! It's 2:[-], time to evacuate.

"Meow, meow."

The friends who received the signal to gather and evacuate returned to the gate in twos and threes. Seeing the embarrassing smiles of the friends who were bulging all over their bodies, Feng Quan burst into laughter. Do oceans, gold bars and banknotes affect the play of tactical actions?

Hehe, I have a good temper, and I don’t have the same knowledge as you. The so-called seer has a share, take out part of the money and distribute it to the brothers who work hard outside to watch, and the rest of the gains belong to individuals.This time it's very exciting, and it's not always open at three or seven, four or six, or five or five.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the master Feng Quan was not angry, the satisfied little friends grinned and disappeared into the boundless night with smiles.At three o'clock, it's time.

"Choo Choo Choo"

Three Mauser 98k rifles equipped with grenade launchers fired three signal grenades into the sky. Three mournful and sharp gunshots broke the tranquility of the night, and three beautiful red flames appeared in the dark night sky.

The special signal flares are shot higher than ordinary bullets. The fiery red light has been rushing upwards. After reaching the highest point, it slowly began to fall unwillingly. At this time, Jinzhou City is not big, and almost every location Can hear and see clearly.As soon as the signal popped, it was like a boiling crater had finally erupted, and the show officially started.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

"Da da da"

"whoosh whoosh"

"boom boom"

All the mg-34 light and heavy dual-purpose machine guns and m2 large-caliber Browning heavy machine guns aimed at the targets set long ago and roared.Mauser 98k is also unwilling to be lonely. The grenade launcher on the muzzle can be described as the heavy firepower of this battle. It must not be used as a decoration. Use it to launch smoke bombs. High-explosive grenades must be much farther than people throw.The rate of fire of the machine gun was astonishing, and the friends who hit the same amount of bullets threw out the anti-personnel grenade and the white phosphorus grenade.

There are explosions, gunshots, and crackling fires everywhere. The Kwantung Army's arsenal, oil depot, and grain depot were detonated and burned one after another. Half the sky was dyed red by black smoke and red light. Under the shroud of smoke, the red light is faintly visible, a bit like rushing from another world.

Sending most of the ammunition to the friends of the Kwantung Army made it easier to retreat. Following the route of security that had been arranged for a long time ago, seven special forces with a total of 84 people were selected from the seven centurions of the Beixuanwu team. The team disappeared into the dark night.

The various booby traps prepared have also wasted everyone's feelings, so let's give them to the Kwantung Army tomorrow during the day.There are a total of seven places, and it is not convenient for Feng Quan to recover them one by one. The helpless reserve team had no choice but to carry heavy mortars and 16 kg shells on their backs.

At this time, Jinzhou City can be described as flying like chickens and dogs. Teams and rows of awakened Kwantung Army gathered urgently and rushed to various fire and explosion sites to rescue in vain.The Chinese people who were unwilling to escape to the customs for various reasons shrank in their rooms tremblingly, waiting for the dawn even more helplessly.

Because of the arrival of tens of thousands of the Kwantung Army, the lurking personnel stationed in Jinzhou from both the Kuomintang and the Communist Party laughed heartily, cheered each other, and toasted in low voices to celebrate the good news of unknown origin.

"Baga! Baga! All dead, dead work!"

Because the three armies were temporarily repelled in the Battle of Rehe, the commander of the Kwantung Army Nobuyoshi Muto had only a small strand of white hair left.Nobuyoshi Muto, who has been planning to launch another thunderous strike, is really full of ambition these days. God Ma Nozomi, to me, is just a cloud, a trivial matter.

Although Nobuyoshi Muto is over 60 years old, even though his hair is all white, his eyesight and hearing are still strong.In fact, he clearly heard the first signal gun and saw the red flame.The continuous sound of various explosions kept rushing into his ears, why is it swollen?

Muto, who was inspecting the army sent by the country, his face turned from red to white, and then from white to red, and finally he could no longer restrain the anger in his heart.Unexpectedly, in a hurry, I didn't know how to do it with my right hand, and I pulled out the last lock of white hair, and I was freed, and my head was completely shaved.

"idiot!"

Nobuyoshi Muto who self-mutilated jumped up in pain, but from the outside, none of the subordinates around him thought this was funny, and the expression on his face became more serious instead, and there was a vague sneer in the distance.

"Baga! Who's laughing, dead work!"

Everyone's eyes followed the source of the sound, and gathered on the Shao Zuo whose face was ashen ashes, and whose whole body was trembling like sifting chaff, boy, wish yourself good luck!If the anger in my heart is not vented, it will really kill people.

With a sound of "shua", Muto pulled out the gleaming general's saber, and walked step by step in front of the hapless combat staff officer, a burst of urine smell rushed into the furious Muto's upturned nostrils.Fuck!He was so timid that he was so scared that he urinated. The crotch of the little staff officer was completely wet, and the urine flowed down the trouser legs to the ground, and a map appeared under his feet.

"Baga! Your samurai is wrong, yours is dead!"

A cold light flashed, and after a scream, the unlucky little staff officer was split into two pieces from the shoulder by the furious Muto as a punching bag.The blood that gushed out like a fountain sprayed Muto's head and face, his clothes were also stained, and there were more bloodstains on his face, making the angry Muto's face even more ferocious.Seeing this, the other officers, big and small, didn't dare to breathe anymore.

In fact, the little devil's samurai spirit and those who sacrifice their lives for the emperor are all bluffs. If you die on the battlefield, you can only blame your bad luck. Many times, death is instantaneous.How can it be like this now, every step of the way is frightening, some unlucky guy will be cut in half by Muto who is like a mad dog.

Muto, who had just killed a person and breathed out a bad breath, his chest no longer heaved violently, but it was still beating at a frequency of 1 times a minute. He tried his best to calm down again, and the hysterical Muto yelled again, "Gendarmerie Team, police station, search quickly!!!”

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