Bright Sword: Stop pretending, I am the most powerful warlord

An hour later, it was two o'clock in the morning.

Although the rest time was short, everyone in the special forces team was very excited.

Blowing up the devil's arsenal was no small feat, it could be said to be the craziest and most daring action Wu Qianli and the others had made so far.

Once successful, the whole country will be shocked, and Yoshio Shinozuka will be disgraced.

Soon, a group of people left from the back door of the inn and came to a secluded alley.

Long Wenwen, Wu Qianli, and Chen Kuan glanced at each other, and then the special operations team was divided into three teams, each walking in different directions.

On Chenghua Avenue, at the gate of the First Transport Team of the Puppet Army.

The puppet soldiers who were in charge of guarding the vehicle leaned against the door frame and gasped drunkenly.

"I said, Er Mazi, you can't hold a lot of alcohol, and you're like mud after just drinking so much?"

Er Mazi burped: "Old Liu, you're the only one who talks a lot of bullshit. Anyway, we'll be fine tomorrow, so how can his little devil come over to check on us in the middle of the night?"

Old Liu lit a cigarette: "You can't take your brothers to drink like this unless the devil checks the guard."

"If the kid from the second team surnamed Chen finds out, he has to make a fuss about it!"

"I've heard that that kid is a bit unclear with the Eighth Road, why don't you investigate? If you can find out something, you can go to the devil to ask for a reward, maybe you can be promoted to an official What?"

Er Mazi smiled and waved his hands: "Do you think I didn't investigate? I did, and I will find evidence soon."

"When the time comes to kill him, I will have the final say in the second team and the first team. When the time comes, the brothers will follow me and have a good time."

Old Liu Tou laughed. Just as he was about to tease him, he saw a group of people in devil uniforms walking towards them.

"Tai, Taijun!" Liu Mazi quickly saluted and shouted, and the other puppet soldiers were startled and followed suit.

Long Wenwen lowered his head, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then several members of the special forces walked straight in front of the puppet soldiers.

In the evening, Wu Qianli learned from the puppet army of the transport team that there is another puppet army transport team here, and they can think of a way to deal with the truck.

Moreover, it seemed that Er Mazi had found some clues about his connection with Eighth Road.

Wu Qianli, who was informed of the situation, immediately decided to "kill people and get more money, and by the way, keep this insider!"

Er Mazi, who didn't know it, was still nodding and bowing: "Taijun, what's your purpose in coming to our place in the middle of the night?"

"Come and send you to the west!"

Long Wenwen said in a cold voice, a look of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and the dagger in his hand flashed past Er Mazi's throat.

Er Mazi didn't know what happened, but felt his eyes go dark, and he lost his breath instantly.

The same goes for the other puppet troops at the door, who were quickly killed by members of the special forces.

"Drag all the corpses in!" Long Wenwen wiped the blood on his hands, then dragged Er Mazi's body into the yard.

"Brother Long, there are a total of seven trucks in this yard, should they all be driven away?"

Long Wenwen narrowed his eyes slightly: "Drive out first, and then arrange a few mines on this road. The number does not need to be large, as long as it can hold back the devil's reinforcements!"

"Yes!"

At the same time, the team led by Chen Kuan had arrived at the gate of Beicheng, but they all had two bottles of wine in their hands!
Seeing Chen Kuan approaching, the leader of the ghost squad immediately became vigilant.

"Stop, which army are you from!"

A smile appeared on Chen Kuan's face. The puppet transport captain surnamed Chen had already told Wu Qianli whose subordinates were the devils on duty at the city gate tonight.

Therefore, Chen Kuan acted on the spot, who wouldn't tell a lie?

"Thank you for your hard work. I am ordered by His Majesty Kasahara to send you some wine!"

The leader of the ghost squad was taken aback: "Your Excellency Kasahara? Didn't he always let us drink?"

Chen Kuan smiled and said, "Your Excellency Kasahara was praised by Commander Shinozuka today, and he is in a good mood, so I allow you to drink some wine to warm up!"

"If you don't drink it, I'll take it to Dongmen!"

The leader of the ghost team quickly stopped Chen Kuan: "The guys at the east gate are simply a group of barbarians who have no sense of taste. They can't taste the taste of wine."

Chen Kuan laughed, handed the bottle of wine in his hand to Captain Devil, and then shook his head at the other members of the Special Forces behind him.

The other members understood, and walked up the tower with the wine in hand.

When the devils on the tower saw the wine, they were all like mad dogs, and they ate everything in an instant.

A few minutes later, Captain Guizi felt dizzy.

"This wine seems to be quite strong!"

Chen Kuan drew out his dagger: "That's for sure, can the wine with Mongolian sweat medicine be weaker? You can sleep well until the next life!"

"Zhi, Zhina."

"Peng!"

Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes went dark and he passed out.

And Chen Kuan didn't talk nonsense, the dagger in his hand directly slashed across his throat, and then looked towards the direction of the tower.

The members of the special forces on the tower made gestures to him, indicating that all the devils above had been dealt with.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of brakes, and Chen Kuan was shocked immediately, and immediately raised his gun to point forward.

Long Wenwen got off the car and walked up to him with a smile: "It's us, don't be nervous!"

Only then did Chen Kuan put down his gun and punched him on the shoulder: "Damn it, scare me!"

"Okay, since you're here, stop talking nonsense and help clean up the corpses of these devils!"

"They're all dead?" Long Wenwen asked in surprise, "You can do it, kid!"

"Let me see, don't be an infantry captain, you kid, tell the battalion commander, come to the Special Forces!"

Chen Kuan rolled his eyes: "Just talking nonsense, but if one of you can speak ghost language, I won't be able to do this kind of errand!"

Long Wenwen held up the corpse of the leader of the ghost squad, and said with a smile: "Dogs don't even learn the ghost language, do you?"

A member of the Special Forces shook his head: "Anyway, I don't want to learn!"

Chen Kuan snorted coldly: "Some devils haven't wiped their necks yet, remember to make up the knife!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Kuan ignored Long Wenwen and others, and went straight to a devil.

Wipe the neck, drag the corpse, all in one go.

Ten minutes later, Long Wenwen and Chen Kuan stood side by side at the gate of the city.

Other members occupy the machine gun points at the gate of the city and the shooting points on the towers.

On the city tower, several long hemp ropes were hung outside the city wall.

According to Wu Qianli's plan, after everyone evacuates, they will pull the grenade buried at the gate of the city. When the gate of the city collapses, the north gate will be completely closed.

These few ropes will become the only way for members of the Special Forces on the tower to evacuate.

Taking a deep breath, Long Wenwen said with some concern: "It's almost time, I don't know if the battalion commander and the others have taken action?"

Chen Kuan remained silent, but there was also a hint of worry in his eyes.

On the other side, Wu Qianli and others have also arrived at the gate of the arsenal!