Even, Chen Yunfa, who entered the battlefield, did not send a signal to the field hospital guard platoon.

Because of the special nature of its soldiers, the field hospital guard platoon is divided into three squads, one male squad and two female squads.

But Chen Yunfa, who flashed out, immediately heard the sound of pulling the bolt and moving slightly from nearly 100 meters away, and it was obvious that the female volleyball captain named Mi Zhi who had trained himself rigorously for four years secretly smacked his tongue that the female volleyball captain named Mi Zhi had no weak soldiers, even if they were a group of women.

The remaining 30 people of the guard platoon are moving into their own defensive positions.

Of course, Chen Yunfa also knew that those who dared to touch this place must be the elite soldiers of the Japanese invaders.

Until now, he has not heard a warning from a sentry on the perimeter cordon, and Chen Yunfa knows very well in his heart that it is not good, they have died under the sneak attack of the devil's elite soldiers. If it weren't for Xiong Er, a green wolf's sense of hearing and smell, far beyond that of ordinary dogs, to raise the alarm, I wouldn't have been attacked by devils today.

Unexpectedly, the first battle of the independent regiment into Jindong did not fall on the heads of the brothers of the infantry battalion, but was taken the lead by the special operations brigade and the field hospital guard platoon. A trace of murderous aura flashed on Chen Yunfa's face, since he is here, there is no need to leave.

The reason why he didn't order the flares to be fired until now was because he was afraid that the devils would come in too slowly, and the night would be too dark, and if they ran away, he wouldn't be able to use their heads to pay tribute to the sacrificed soldiers of the guard platoon. The custom of the Independent Regiment has always been that if you kill one of me, I will sacrifice the heads of ten of you.

Ono Nagato, who was still 500 meters away, naturally didn't know that because of a wolf howl, the Chinese fighters on the opposite side had already entered their battle positions, waiting for him and his special attack team to throw themselves into the net. For fear of disturbing them, the Chinese soldiers, who had superior forces, did not use the distance advantage to snipe at a distance, but waited silently, waiting for them to advance to a position 100 meters away from the field hospital.

Although they were two combat units, Chen Yunfa's special operations team and the field hospital guard platoon did not have a tacit understanding of cooperative combat, but Liu Tuanzuo played an important role in equipping the special operations team and the guard platoon, the most important protective force of the field hospital, with the World War II version of the individual "Big Brother".

When Ono Nagato led his subordinates to lurk like gray rats under the cover of night, Chen Yunfa and Mi Zhi were already more than 100 meters apart, and quietly discussed with technology far beyond the current Japanese invaders, the special operations team was responsible for frontal defense, and the two female guard squads of the guard platoon used firearms to defend the two wings, and when they found that the enemy wanted to escape, they used two MG42 machine guns to block the enemy's retreat.

They want to completely annihilate the elite of the Japanese army who dare to lurk in the place where the army gathers.

Slowly smearing black oil on his face that could cover his body odor, Chen Yunfa pulled out his broad-bladed obstacle removal knife, and quietly ordered that since the devil dared to come here to sneak attack, the special team would come to a counter-sneak attack. Look who is the king of the night.

Except for the super sniper Zeng Shui, the other four black shadows also disappeared into the darkness in a lurking posture under the leadership of Chen Yunfa.

This is self-confidence, the self-confidence that the special forces of the Independent Regiment have cultivated with four years of fighting. No matter how many enemies come, they dare to rise to the occasion. Similarly, no matter how many enemies will slip through the net, the former soldier Zeng Shui is also confident, and with a single gun, he can make them unable to cross the defense line he has established alone.

The Chinese have not yet discovered the danger, which is really stupid. A young Japanese soldier Cao and a subordinate wearing the rank of captain looked at the Chinese station 200 meters away, still quiet, with a cruel cold light and self-suppressed excitement flashing in his eyes.

Nagano Yushan's military rank is just a military cao, but as the most outstanding disciple of the new generation under the Yidaoliu Sect, the senior brother Minamoto Yoshihiro is his idol, so when Gen Yoshihiro chose someone to join the army, Nagano Yuzan did not hesitate to run.

Superb swordsmanship and tenacious will allowed him to pass the demonic primary selection of Yoshihiro Minamoto and enter the 20th Division, one of the permanent divisions of the empire in Northeast China, and in two years, he was promoted from a second-class soldier to a senior soldier to a captain and then to Juncao, although his promotion path was not as fast as a nobleman like Ono Nagato, but it was definitely not slow, and he was considered a leader in the special attack team.

If, following Lieutenant Ono's battle, he destroyed the most vulnerable field hospital of the Chinese, he would have been promoted to second lieutenant in the Imperial Army when he returned to the division! In just over two years, he may be able to wear a silver star ensign epaulette, and just thinking about it can make the blood of a poor child from a seaside fisherman's family surge.

The dream of martial arts, which was once a young master of martial arts, has become a floating cloud without foundation in the face of worldly fame and fortune, and it will be blown away.

In his eyes, now only military merit and glory after promotion remain.

It's a pity that his dream may have come to an abrupt end at this moment.

Nagano Yuyama was unfortunate, because he was so meritorious that he rushed to the front with his companions, and now his closest companions were still fifty meters away. And Chen Yunfa, who had almost smelled the faint smell of blood in the air, was also at the forefront of the entire special operations team.

As the existence that was most likely to catch up with him in Liu Lang's eyes, five years is enough to turn Chen Yunfa, a 1.9-meter-tall Chinese man, into a terrifying killing machine. Shi Datou, as the head of the special operations brigade and the head of the national arts, has been practicing hard for more than 20 years with superb red boxing skills.

But he once said that if it is a martial arts competition, Chen Yunfa is not as good as him, but in terms of the battlefield, he may not be the opponent of Chen Yunfa, who is already proficient in various killing methods.

Chen Yunfa, in fact, has quietly grown into a master of the independent regiment second only to Liu Lang, more precisely, another terrifying killing machine. Carrying nearly 200 kilograms of oil drums is no longer the patent of Liu Tuanzuo alone, and now Chen Yunfa is also a person who can resist running on the training ground with a log weighing more than 150 kilograms.

When you meet such a person, how can you be lucky for a rising star? Especially when Chen Yunfa was hiding in a bush, like a cheetah silently watching its prey approach his attack range.

Near, closer. Nagano Yuyama crawled on the ground in a strange posture and twisted like a snake close to a large rock on the edge of the bushes, raised his eyes to see the dim light of the horse lantern of the Chinese field hospital that seemed to be close in front of him, and gestured to his companion ten meters away behind him, signaling that he could rest for a minute before continuing on.

The improved Infantry Creeping Advance Technique, which was based on ninjutsu, was stealthy but undoubtedly physically demanding, and in order to be able to launch a surprise attack at close range, or even better to kill all the defenders in the form of assassination, they began to advance in this posture from 800 meters away.

As everyone knows, his companion with the rank of captain can no longer see his gestures.

A soft "click" sound made Yuyama Nagano frightened.

It's like the sound of stepping on a dead branch, could it be that Suzuki, an idiot, is so careless? Nagano Yuyama cursed in his heart and cast his gaze on the deep darkness behind him, but he couldn't see anything.

Just when the Japanese army commander crawled over the edge of the wide bushes, an extremely powerful palm quietly stretched out, like pinching a snake seven inches, and the big hand with five fingers open like a fan suddenly clasped the section of the Japanese army commander's cervical vertebrae connecting the spine, and the five carrot-thick fingers that can crush the hardest pecans suddenly exerted force, and directly pinched the spine that controlled the entire body into pieces in an instant.

The body of the Japanese army commander stiffened suddenly, and then all of them collapsed, and the only big mouth that the nerves could control wanted to let out a long howl.

However, another powerful hand quickly and skillfully stretched out and covered his mouth and nose. Yaga, this must be a veteran of killing。。。。。。 The Japanese commander, whose nerves below the cervical spine had been completely severed, tried for a few seconds to no avail, and after this thought came to his mind, he ushered in eternal darkness.

The night in China is so dark!

It's not just the commander of the Japanese army who has completely died who thinks so, maybe Yuyama Nagano thinks so too.

The night after the "click" was very quiet, and the silence made the Japanese soldier Cao Cao, who was preparing to kill the Chinese, a little creepy.

"Suzuki-kun?" Nagano Yuyama slowly pulled out his katana from behind his back, half-crouched against the boulder, and shouted in a vigilant whisper.

He was greeted by a sword light.

Snow-bright knife light.

Even if it's dark at night, will you see a shiny short knife that is suddenly no more than ten centimeters from the tip of your nose?

The answer given by Yuyama Nagano was that he could really see that not only was the light of the sword almost stinging his eyes, but he had even felt that the cold hair that had exploded all over his body had touched the blade of the snowy blade.