Take Taobao to fight against Japan

Wu Su is really a ruthless person. In order to make a comeback, he not only bet on all his subordinates, but also forced other party members to join in this riot and assassination with all their resources.

Naturally, the latent Japanese devils spy organization would not miss this opportunity, and actively participated in the organization, planning, and implementation.

The forces from all walks of life gathered together, and the total number of operatives was as high as 4500.

Although most of them are militants without much military training!

However, this "huge" number of fighters made Wu Su full of confidence and self-confidence. He organized everyone to form an alliance with blood, and swore to the sky that "If you don't succeed tonight, you will be benevolent"!

The wind is high, the moon is dark and the night is killing people. At two o'clock in the morning, when the night is quiet and the human biological clock is the most tired, all kinds of people lurking in the dark will start to take advantage of the dark night.

At 02:30 in the morning, under the protection of several devil agents, Wu Su led more than 4000 militants to surround the headquarters of the Burmese theater commander.

Although there are many people on the assassination blacklist, Yang Fan's commander's headquarters has attracted most of the firepower. As for the senior generals of the expeditionary force such as Du Yuming, Li Zongren, and Sun Zhen, there are only 400 people in total.

It's not that Wu Su and the little devil don't want to kill them, but that Yang Fan is too hated, and their most important goal is to kill this bandit leader!

"Mr. Jingbian, you are an expert in special warfare! Please take full command of tonight's operation! Yang Fan and Stilwell are inside, please!"

Wu Su knew very well that he was not made to lead the army, so he decisively asked the Japanese spy chief Inobe to command the battle.

"Hayi! Please rest assured, Mr. Wu, this battle must be won! The crisis of destroying the country in Myanmar will be completely ended before dawn!"

Jing Biansheng is full of self-confidence. Although the Commander of the Myanmar Theater Command is heavily guarded, there is a battalion of guards.

But he has two reinforced regiments in his hands, and he also has heavy weapons such as gas bombs, mortars, rocket launchers, and heavy machine guns.

Coupled with accurate intelligence information and a lot of preliminary work, there is no reason for Inobe to fail!

As for whether he could get out of the way after he succeeded, Jing Biansheng didn't think about it at all.

Because, in his opinion, if Yang Fan, Stilwell, Li Zongren and other leaders can be replaced, he can be famous in history and become a historical hero of the Yamato nation through and through.

If that's the case, even if his body is smashed to pieces, and he dies without a place to bury him, that would be his supreme glory, and it would also be a bloody business that makes a lot of money!

Today's big riots and big assassinations seem to be driven to the shelves, but in fact, whether it is Wu Su or the Devil's secret service organization, this action has been planned for a long time, and it has gone through many precise drills.

Therefore, it is possible to gather four to 5000 militants in a short period of time, and can achieve efficient execution and secrecy.

If it weren't for Yang Fan's foresight, he had expected this day from the very beginning, and it would be difficult for others to escape this catastrophe.

"Your, start the operation from the back door according to the plan. Cut off the fence and grid in 5 minutes, and then send someone to poison and kill the dogs guarding the house!"

Looking at the heavily guarded guard post at the front gate, Inobe knew very well that no matter what, he could not make a frontal breakthrough without anyone noticing, so he chose the plan of attacking from the side!

It is impossible for Yang Fan to deliberately send a few heads out in order to lure the king into the urn and lure the enemy to go deep, so the main entrance of the headquarters is highly guarded, with a full platoon of troops, and there are cross-lighting headlights, and the firepower of Minggang and dark forts is intertwined.

As long as the devil is not stupid, he will never choose to break through the front door.

Because as long as there is a slight blockage, the Garrison Command will send thousands of people to support within 15 minutes!

The main defense of the vast backyard is high walls, power grids, dog packs, and a small number of patrolling soldiers.

It looks a little weak on the surface, but in fact it's just Yang Fan's deliberately exposed flaws, which are specially used to lure enemies in the dark to give away their heads thousands of miles away!

One Finger Zen typing on the mobile phone does not seem to be too slow!

Chapter 890 Please enter the urn

"Hay!"

After receiving the order, Devil's agent Takeo Ozawa took dozens of backbone traitors to the back garden in the northwest corner!

Originally, the British Burmese Army Headquarters was a semi-open garden room villa, and the entire area was not too large.

However, after Yang Fanjiu took over the magpie's nest, he was full of arrogance, started construction and purchased land, and abruptly expanded the headquarters of the Burmese theater commander by more than ten times.

Moreover, Yang Fan also spent huge sums of money to build high walls around, connected power grids, needle monitoring cameras, and built a large number of camouflaged bunkers and bunkers inside the headquarters, equipped with a complete cross-fire network.

It's just that these top-secret contents cannot be discovered by outsiders anyway.

After arriving at the place at the fastest speed, Koken Ozawa looked down at his watch, and immediately nodded to the traitor leader beside him.

Dozens of Burmese traitors immediately picked up tools such as scissors, engineering shovels, and steel skewers and began to cut off the power grid and demolish the cement brick wall.

At the same time, many Burmese traitors climbed onto the high wall, picked up the individual crossbows loaded with poisonous arrows, and aimed at the wolfdogs wandering around in the courtyard wall!

In order to avoid being discovered by nearby wolf dogs and being exposed in advance, the devil's first traitor was to shoot and kill the wolf dog guarding the house with a poisonous crossbow!

"Whoosh whoosh!"

After locking on to the target, dozens of poisonous crossbow bolts burst out of the air.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" Immediately afterwards, the dogs uttered a painful whine, and then fell down one after another, making a heroic sacrifice for the great cause of China's rejuvenation!

As for the patrol team, they had already hid in the bunkers scattered throughout the compound, waiting patiently for the order to issue a general attack!

Will not give a chance to shoot at all!

You can't deliberately give away people's heads and ruin the lives of soldiers innocently, but you still have to send a few dogs to guard the house, otherwise it will be difficult to invite you into the urn!

Well, dog lovers and media networks in this era are not strong and developed enough, so Yang Fan doesn’t have to worry about being mobbed and sprayed to death!

After killing the dog patrol team in sight, the rapists began to fuck up.

After a while, the Burmese traitors built four door openings half a person's height on the half-meter-thick cement brick wall.

"Hurry up and attack!"

Seeing that four passages opened up without any risk, Ghost Agent Ozawa Goken's heart finally fell to the ground, and he waved his hand without the slightest hesitation.

Under the leadership of more than a dozen devil agents, the Burmese militants filed in after a long time of preparation.

In just ten minutes, more than [-] Burmese traitors entered the back garden of the Burmese theater commander's headquarters.

Rich and self-willed, Yang Fan encloses a large area of ​​land very aggressively. The back garden for leisure and relaxation alone occupies dozens of acres of land, among which many supporting buildings such as garden rockery, fish ponds, and gazebos are built.

At this time, more than 2500 militants entered the garden without any signs of crowding, especially under the cover of night and flowers and trees. At this time, even searchlights could not detect any abnormalities.

The villa where Yang Fan and Stilwell lived was in the back garden of the headquarters, only 600 meters away from the breakthrough point where the devils and traitors chose to break through. Inside the command room of the headquarters building.

"Boss, the devils and traitors have come in from the back garden. The number of people is about 2520. Please give instructions!"

The ghost agents and Burmese traitors thought they were doing it without anyone noticing, but in fact they were completely exposed to the double monitoring of the monitoring system and the guard posts from the very beginning.

"The net can be collected according to the plan. We must do our best and not let any enemy go!"

Yang Fan nodded murderously, he didn't care whether it was [-] or [-], anyway, as long as he dared to do something, he had to kill the grass and kill them all.

"Yes, the task is guaranteed to be completed!"

"You can't live without doing your own crimes! The chief has given them many chances. Since they don't cry when they see the coffin, they will have to deal with it!"

Huang Hong, Chen Ergou, He Zhenshu and others were all extremely excited, their eyes were shining brightly, and they looked like wolves were more than meat.

After fighting with these hostile forces both openly and covertly for several months, they actually have already mastered the list of leaders of the various hostile factions, but the law does not punish the heart.

Before they put into death action, Yang Fan didn't want to touch them, otherwise there would be great sequelae.

Doing it like this now can have some reasons, at least in China and internationally, it can avoid the bad impression of "killing innocent people indiscriminately"!

Thinking of killing at least 5000 Burmese natives tonight, Stilwell's heart trembled violently. This is 5000 human lives, not 5000 pigs!

In fact, the most important thing is that most of these 5000 people are ordinary Burmese, and they are not brutal Japanese devils who are quickly eliminated!

Thinking of this, Stilwell looked at Yang Fan with some unbearable heart and said: "Yang, please try to kill the chief culprit, those blind obedient and coerced ordinary people can be dealt with lightly, right?

We have inevitably hurt too many Burmese people when we went to Burma to resist the Japanese invaders!

I just hope that we can use as peaceful means as possible to let the Burmese understand that we are here to help them, not to hurt them! "

Thinking of the thousands of Burmese aborigines who were killed on the battlefield and in the counter-revolutionary campaign in the rear, as well as the thousands of Burmese who are about to die tonight, and the tens of thousands of pro-Japanese Burmese militias active on the Thai-Myanmar border, Stilwell is one of the first two. big.

So far, the opposition forces in the United States have used various excuses to attack him many times, wanting him to step down from the position of commander-in-chief of the India-Myanmar theater!

If it weren't for the Chinese Expeditionary Force gaining enough weight and dazzling brilliant results during this period of time, I am afraid that the position of commander-in-chief of the India-Myanmar Theater has already begun to loosen!

Yang Fan said with a smile: "As long as they don't hold back and can rein in the precipice in time, we will definitely deal with it leniently.

But if they are obsessed with their obsession and threaten the lives of our soldiers, then we will not be merciful! "

The U.S. imperialism is not yet strong enough to launch wars and sanctions against other countries in the name of humanitarian crisis at will, but Yang Fan will still give face to the simple request of an old friend!

It's just obvious that these desperate devil agents and traitors will never give in easily!

"Oh, that would be great. I believe that more and more Burmese people will agree with us and understand us, and finally achieve win-win cooperation!"

Stilwell would not expect Yang Fan to "put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately", and he is already very satisfied with such a positive response.

"There will be a day!"

Yang Fan chuckled, and when that day came, Myanmar was already in his pocket.

"Hurry up, occupy the villa area and the headquarters building as quickly as possible, kill them all without leaving a single one alive!"

At this time, Koken Ozawa and other enemies launched a general offensive!

Chapter 891 Is this the end?

"Kill all the Chinese people!"

"Kill the white pig!"

"Regardless of men, women, young or old, no one will be left behind!"

"Hurry up!"

After touching the vicinity of the villa area, no matter whether it was the devils' agents or the Burmese militants, their eyes showed bloodthirsty cruelty, and they did not consider benevolence and humanitarianism at all.

This group of fanatical thugs only had killing and blood in their eyes. They only wanted to kill everyone in the headquarters and wipe out the command system of the Chinese Expeditionary Army in one fell swoop!

Crashing, the ghost agents and Burmese traitors with long and short guns opened the safety and loaded the bullets one after another, making final preparations, only waiting to approach the villas and break in, and then start killing!

"Brothers, there is an order from the chief to close the net immediately, but those who resist in the corner will be killed!"

At this moment, Yang Fan's order has been issued to every combatant in every operational unit!

Kaka, the camouflaged bunkers and bunkers scattered throughout the headquarters, and even the fat sheep-style villas in the eyes of devils, quietly exposed their ferocious fangs, appeared black shooting holes and exuded cold Killing steel barrel and muzzle!

The deep night covered the whereabouts of the devils well, and it also concealed the man-eating fangs of the Huben Army!

"Fire now! Hit me hard! No one left!"

Ready for battle, Chen Ergou, the frontline combat commander of the headquarters, almost roared and gave the battle order!

"kill!"

"Go to hell!"

After receiving the order, the soldiers pulled the trigger without hesitation, venting their boundless anger and killing intent on the devils and traitors!

Bang bang bang!

Da da da!

Zizizi!

Boom boom boom!

Sniper rifles, submachine guns, Czech light machine guns, heavy machine guns, anti-aircraft machine guns, even rocket launchers, anti-aircraft guns, flat-fire guns, all kinds of weapons are fully fired.

The headquarters that was originally pitch-black, and the buildings full of shadows and tall shadows, instantly turned into a bright starry sky and a life harvester.

Under the bewitching flames, endless metal storms crazily sprayed out, intersecting and forming an impenetrable crossfire network.

Puff puff!

Ahhhhh!

The high-speed rotating metal bullets and caliber ammunition crazily penetrated a flesh and blood body, smashed the internal flesh and blood tissue, and even directly interrupted and exploded into pieces.

In an instant, flesh and blood flew across the sky, stumps, broken arms, and various red, white, and fleshy tissues flew all over the sky. The huge backyard of the commander's headquarters became a flesh and blood mill, consuming sinful lives at an extremely fast speed!

The strong smell of gunpowder and blood enveloped the backyard of the commander's headquarters, and the unpleasant smell strongly stimulated the nerves, bringing endless death terror and oppression to people!

What a hearty carnage feast!

What a hearty and joyful enmity!

Under the avalanche, not a single snowflake is innocent. The hands of these ghost agents and Burmese traitors are covered with the blood of Chinese and overseas Chinese, as well as the blood of ordinary Burmese aborigines!

Ever since they walked into the back garden of the Commander's Headquarters, they were destined to become a pile of minced meat that his mother couldn't tell apart!

Numerous flames flashed in front of my eyes, followed by the sound of various guns and guns like urging talismans, and then the sound of piercing flesh and blood, the sound of flesh and blood being separated, and howls of pain exploded in my ears. Into the ear!"