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

"Yes!"

Everyone in the Special Operations Team responded in unison, and then began to change their outfits with a smile.

Yang Zhihua was dumbfounded by this scene.

"No, Company Commander Wu, you just send twenty or so of them to attack Qingyuan County?"

Yang Zhihua's face was full of suspicion, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He used to be a regiment commander himself, and he knew the ratio of casualties in battle better than anyone else. It took an average of five Eighth Route Army soldiers to kill a devil.

And now, there are only twenty people in Wu Qianli?What's the difference between this and death?
Wu Qianli laughed: "Captain Yang, believe them, the devils at the gate of the city are not enough for them to kill."

"This..." Yang Zhihua frowned slightly, until now he didn't know where Wu Qianli's confidence came from.

Just then, a soldier ran over panting.

"Report to the company commander, the artillery unit has arrived, please instruct!"

Wu Qianli nodded slightly, and he ordered the artillery unit to arrive within 10 to [-] minutes after they arrived at the predetermined location.

But in fact, in this era when travel is basically based on legs, the transportation of artillery is extremely difficult.

Those with better conditions are pulled by livestock, while those with poor conditions can only be pushed by human power.

Even if the artillery unit is within 10 minutes of overtime, he will not care too much.

However, what he didn't expect was that the artillery unit not only did not delay, but arrived 5 minutes earlier, which shows how much effort the soldiers put in.

"Yes!" The soldier responded, then turned and left.

Wu Qianli turned to look at Yang Zhihua: "Commander Yang, the artillery unit is already in place, and we'll see your performance next."

"Trust the Special Forces. When they arrive at the gate of Qingyuan County, you will immediately cover the devil's position at the gate and deal with the enemy's artillery first."

Yang Zhihua opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something more.

But after seeing Wu Qianli's confident eyes, he still didn't say anything.

"Okay, I see." Yang Zhihua nodded nervously and left.

Not only because Wu Qianli only sent 20 people to take the risk, but also because this design requires high precision and timing.

He should give priority to destroying the artillery on the enemy's tower as soon as he fires.

And the firing time should not be too long, otherwise the collapse of the tower may accidentally injure the special forces downstairs.

Therefore, after bombing the enemy's artillery, he had to lower his elevation angle to attack the enemy's defensive position immediately.

The rapid switching of angles is definitely not a small test for an artilleryman.

A few minutes later, everyone in the special forces team had changed their clothes and set off, and Yang Zhihua had also personally gone to the artillery position to help adjust Zhu Yuan.

On the main road leading to Qingyuan County, a special forces team disguised as devils swaggered towards the gate of the city.

Because the monk was wearing light clothes, the guards along the way did not step forward to stop the search, which relieved the nervousness of the special operations team.

The monk who was originally tense suddenly felt a little numb in his back, he immediately frowned and said in a low voice.

"Long Wenwen, you are crazy, this is the devil's camp, why are you stabbing me?"

Long Wenwen smiled and said: "It's okay, it depends on how nervous you are, let me relax."

"Nonsense!" the monk said angrily, "I was never scared when I was beating devils, and now I'm so nervous."

"It's you boy, give me peace of mind."

Long Wenwen nodded: "Okay! But let me ask you, do you understand devil's language?"

The monk was stunned: "What do you know what to do? With the clothes I'm wearing, how dare a brat stop me?"

Long Wenwen smacked his lips: "I don't understand devils just by looking at you."

"Nonsense!" Before Long Wenwen finished speaking, the monk immediately interrupted: "The devils who have seen me have turned into corpses. Where can I find out?"

Long Wenwen shook his head: "It's serious."

"The devil soldiers didn't dare to stop you when they saw that you were wearing the major's clothes, but when you get to the city gate, can the devil soldier not stop you?"

"As for your rough words, you can reveal your secrets with just one opening of your mouth."

"You know how to talk to devils?" the monk said angrily.

"Know it!" Long Wenwen said in a deep voice: "Listen to me, you go to the right side of the line later, and I will be the leader."

"You just have to keep a straight face and don't talk later. I'll come for the conversation."

The monk originally wanted to refute, but he knew in his heart that they were already dancing on the edge of a knife, and he couldn't let his temper go at this time.

Soon, the formation of the team changed quietly when they were about to reach the gate of the city.

As Long Wenwen expected, when they arrived at the gate of the city, the devils stopped them.

Originally, according to the character of the Devil Sergeant Cao, he would never take the initiative to stop a major army.

But the team in front of him is very unfamiliar to him, and although they are all wearing devil's clothes, the weapons they carry are too strange.

Although he can't see any weapons with his eyesight, he knows that they are definitely not produced by themselves.

Coupled with the special period now, he finally chose to walk up with courage.

"Your Majesty, thank you for your hard work. May I ask which army you belong to?"

How could the monk understand what he said?He glared directly at him fiercely.

Devil Juncao was taken aback by his ferocious eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Long Wenwen, who was in the lead, yelled, "Baga!"

Guizi Juncao was startled again, and at the same time turned around and walked to Long Wenwen, his face full of surprise
"Nani?"

Long Wenwen snorted coldly: "What kind of mud do you want? Go eat mud!"

As soon as the words fell, Long Wenwen directly hit the Devil Sergeant Cao's head heavily with the butt of his gun.

At the same time, he raised his gun to shoot at the other devils.

In an instant, several devils standing guard at the door were shot dead directly.

The rest of the special operations team were stunned, thinking to themselves: Is this the conversation you were talking about?Who can't join this conversation?
However, they were astonished as they were, but the movements in their hands did not stop at all.

The moment Long Wenwen shot, they had also taken off their weapons, and pulled the trigger directly at the devils around them in a circular manner.

Immediately, gunfire erupted.

The rate of fire of the MP40 is already fast, and the devils are unprepared.
They were beaten into sieves before they even took off their guns.

However, the members of the special forces did not plan to kill all the devils at the gate of the city.

As soon as the gunfire at the gate of the city, the devils in the city will definitely respond, and they will rush into the city before the support of the devil troops arrives at the city gate.

As for the devils in the trenches and those machine guns, they can only be handed over to Wu Qianli and others to deal with.

Soon, like a sharp sword, they shot towards the city gate while shooting.

And Yang Zhihua, who had been observing the actions of the special forces not far away, was stunned.

Didn't you mean infiltration?This is called infiltration?This is clearly a strong attack!