Maybe it's really Chengping for too long, and the people who killed the exchange didn't resist at all, and there wasn't even a single soldier in such an important commercial place. Even Yamamoto, who was ready for a hard battle, looked at the sons and daughters below in amazement, scattering in all directions, unable to move, and scavenging all kinds of loot in the exchange without a trace of discipline.

"Take care of your people, our goal is not only this exchange, but also the warehouse behind the exchange, which is our focus!" A special combat member couldn't see it and reminded Yamamoto.

"Oh, yes!"

Yamamoto came back to his senses, and hurriedly scolded the group of Japanese people below who made him ugly in front of the special combat team members for a long time, and even waved the knife into the air several times, which barely brought the hearts of the Japanese people back.

"You, you、...... And you, stay, follow this warrior, clean up the battlefield, the others, follow me!! Angry, Yamamoto casually pointed at three or four people, stayed with a special operator, and then followed the special operator who had just reminded him towards the back of the exchange's house.

As he walked, Yamamoto thanked the special combat team members: "Thank you for the reminder, otherwise it will really make this group of bastards bad, and I will definitely teach them a lesson and let them remember the rules when I go back!" ”

The special combat team members nodded and said approvingly: "It's time to teach them a good lesson, we Hongtang soldiers are never allowed to collect spoils of war indiscriminately during wartime, and all the spoils must be handed over to the public!" ”

"Yes, yes, we don't understand the rules!"

It wasn't until they came to the exchange's warehouse that the fifty or so Japanese finally met fierce resistance.

In front of the warehouse door, in front of a small sentry post, more than a dozen foreign soldiers shouted in words that the Japanese and special combat soldiers did not understand as they approached the sentry post.

There was no response, and after Yamamoto shouted "rush up", the Japanese were completely out of formation and roared towards the sentry.

"Bang!"

A flash of fire flashed in the distance, and then there was a crisp sound of gunfire, and the Japanese who rushed to the first position fell down in response, but then the second Japanese did not look back, stepped on the warm body of the first Japanese man, and continued to rush forward bravely.

Then, like firecrackers, more than a dozen gunshots rang out continuously, and seven or eight widows disappeared without saying a word. At this time, the special combat team members could be regarded as seeing the madness of this group of widows, who did not know how to be afraid, nor did they know how to dodge the muskets in front of them, but just rushed forward without stopping.

The dead Japanese people, even if they were unlucky, can be regarded as using their bodies to buy time for the latecomers, and after sacrificing more than a dozen Japanese people, they finally let them approach the sentry of the foreigners. The foreign soldiers, who did not have time to change their ammunition, also threw away the muskets in their hands at this time, and instead drew the thin swords at their waists, and started a bloody hand-to-hand battle with the oncoming Japanese people.

At this time, even the dullest people have woken up in this continuous gunfire, although most of the foreigners in Macau are celebrating Christmas tonight, but after resting for more than two hours, no matter how much wine they drink, they can finally wake up at this time.

Intermittently, lights were lit from all over the castle, and like a giant beast, more and more foreigners and their sailors roared from all directions to the place where the shots rang out.

"What happened?" An eagle-nosed foreigner with most of the top of his head bald, and only a little hair around him remained, running around in a panic while wearing clothes and asking people around him.

Behind him, more than a dozen heavily armed soldiers with arquebuses in their hands had gathered, and it was clear that this foreigner was a very important figure in the city of Macau.

"Report sir, our exchange has been attacked by unknown forces, and now they are attacking the exchange warehouse at night!" A foreigner, who clearly looked like an officer, stood up, saluted the inquiring foreigner, and reported to him the information he had so hard to grasp.

"What are you all doing to eat, all of them have been touched to our city, if they are us, then we are not finished?" The bald foreigner scolded this group of derelict soldiers in a frustrated manner, if he hadn't needed these soldiers to protect their safety at this time, he would have escorted these people to prison a long time ago!

"I'm sorry, it's Christmas tonight, so most of the soldiers are on vacation, which gives this unknown gang a chance!" The officer said ashamedly and fearfully.

"No matter what method you use, I will give you half an hour to destroy this group of bastards!" Seeing that the continuous slashing sound was still coming, the foreigner commander no longer cared about holding the soldiers accountable, and fiercely gave orders to the officer.

"Yes!" The officer, who had received the order, turned back and ran in the direction from which the sound came with the twenty or so soldiers assembled, and at the same time evacuated the foreigners and sailors who were dazed on the way and still did not know what had happened.

However, it seems that the dialogue between these foreigners has not been delayed for even half a pillar of incense, but for the Japanese and foreign soldiers who have entered hand-to-hand combat, the victory or defeat is a foregone conclusion.

Although the foreigners' guns were sharp, they were only a dozen or so people, and the three-stage attack system they were good at using could not be implemented, and they could not suppress the momentum of the Japanese charge, and when they were close to the family, it already foreshadowed the defeat of these dozen foreigners.

Compared with their gunfire, the foreigners' close-range martial arts are sparse, only in one hand-to-hand, the hand-to-hand combat of the Japanese people, relying on more powerful and murderous knife skills, four or five foreigners to the ground, no movement. As more and more Japanese people rushed up behind him, the last remaining seven or eight foreign soldiers didn't even have a chance to escape, and they were overwhelmed by the surging crowd, but the battle situation was stabilized in an instant.

At this time, Yamamoto did not make the mistake just now, and after the Japanese subordinates settled the battle, he hurriedly shouted loudly in the Japanese language, so that all the Japanese soldiers entered the battle state and strictly guarded against the enemy's strong counterattack.

Sure enough, before the Japanese could clean up the battlefield, a group of foreigners opened fire and unhurriedly rushed towards the sentry on the side of the warehouse.

"Musket ready!"

On the side of the Wa people, the musket that had just been captured came in handy at this time, and as a qualified samurai, he had systematic contact with such a powerful weapon as the arquebus, as early as the time of the Wa Kingdom. Although they may not be able to aim at the target, they know the basic operation method.

Therefore, with Yamamoto's order, the dozen or so Japanese who got the arquebus filled their ammunition rustily and fired back at the approaching foreign army.

(End of chapter)