Check in from the bright sword

Wang Yan kicked off the wall with a stride and rose into the air. When his body fell down again, he had already stepped on the rifle firmly.

All of a sudden, Wang Yan was already clinging to the edge of the roof of the two-storey building, and with a sudden exertion of both arms, his body swung up like an ape and landed firmly on the roof.

Only then did the four little devils on the rooftop finally react.

The little devil who was closest to Wang Yan immediately raised his gun and stabbed.

Wang Yan dodged sideways, and at the same time grabbed the rifle and snatched it suddenly. The little devil couldn't stand, and fell down from the roof with a scream.

Wang Yan grabbed the rifle in his hand, turned around and threw it as a javelin.

Five meters away, just as the trigger was pulled away, the Devil machine gunner who was about to shoot immediately fell to the ground, and the rifle thrown by Wang Yan pierced his head completely.

In a blink of an eye, there were only two devils left on the rooftop.

The devil carrying the rank of corporal commander drew his saber backhand and rushed towards Wang Yan.

Another devil pushed the gunner's body, ready to fill it up.

How could Wang Yan let him get his wish?With one step and then a lunge, the grown body rolled over the head of the ghost corporal, and landed firmly behind the devil's deputy shooter.

The devil's deputy shooter bent his elbow and pushed back, but it was already too late.

With a bang, Wang Yan's heavy punch hit the Devil's deputy shooter's vest.

The devil's deputy shooter screamed, and spit out a blood clot with his mouth, but it was broken internal organs, and then he lay down on the heavy machine gun and remained silent.

Shaolin internal boxing is proficient, so terrifying!

When Wang Yan looked back, he saw that the devil Cao Chang had already looked stupid.

Obviously, the devil Cao Chang had never seen such a fierce Chinese soldier.

Wang Yan showed no mercy. He turned the muzzle of the heavy machine gun and pressed the button on the devil.

"Puff puff puff..." The [-]-type heavy machine gun immediately let out a dull roar, and the chest of that devil Cao Chang was smashed into a sieve in an instant, and he slowly collapsed to the ground.

Wang Yan turned the muzzle of the gun again, aiming at the turret on one side and firing.

The dense bullets seemed to pour over in an instant, and the wooden turret, together with a few devil sentries inside, were smashed into pieces by the bullet rain in an instant.

At this moment, a devil's corpse was suddenly thrown high.

When it fell again, the devil's corpse was lying prone on the fence, just pressing down on the barbed wire fence with barbs on the top of the fence.

In the next instant, a grown-up figure had already galloped over. With his right foot kicking hard on the wall, his body was pulled up high, and then he grabbed the legs of the devil's corpse, turned over suddenly with force, and he had already rolled over After stepping over the four-meter-high wall, the grown body fell to the other side of the wall.

Looking back, a large number of devils had rushed in through the front door.

Wang Yan groaned in his heart, it's a pity, he couldn't care about the prisoners trapped in the yard below, he immediately took a stride into the air, and when he fell, he stepped on the back of the corpse of the devil on the top of the wall, and then turned over and fell to the wall Outside, looking up again, he could just see Wei Dayong's back, disappearing into the alley in a flash.

Chapter 3 Political Commissar Zhao Gang

Almost at the same time that Wang Yan's figure disappeared outside the wall, a tall devil senior officer with the rank of Major on his shoulders hurried in from the main entrance.

This devil boss is none other than the captain of the secret service team, Kazuki Yamamoto.

At this time, the battle in the courtyard was basically over. Except for Wei Dayong and Wang Yan who fled over the wall, the remaining nearly [-] prisoners of war had all been shot to death.

Kazuki Yamamoto soon saw the deputy captain in the middle of the corpse, Shinichi Sato.

It was the devil officer who had been crushed to the neck by Wei Dayong's elbow just now.

"Baga! What's going on?" Kazuki Yamamoto's face immediately collapsed.

The secret service team members are all elites, and the two vice-captains and the leaders of the three combat teams even received special training with him in Berlin.

Even Colonel Homan, the instructor, was full of praise for them.

A deputy captain died like this, which made Kazuki Yamamoto feel very sad.

Another vice-captain Hideo Takizawa also briefly explained what happened just now.

After a pause, Takizawa Hideya said again: "Your Excellency, these two Chinese prisoners of war are not far away. Please allow me to lead the first team to hunt them down and avenge Sato-kun."

"Yaga!" Kazuki Yamamoto slapped Takizawa Hideya on the face.

Takizawa Hideo was also stunned by this slap, and looked at Kazuki Yamamoto blankly.

Kazuki Yamamoto turned his attention to the other team members, and said earnestly: "You always remember that the Yamamoto Special Forces is a strategic-level armed force, and tactical-level targets are not worth our shots. Prisoners of war are just ordinary soldiers, not even qualified to be targets!"

"Hayi!" The team members all nodded.

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Let's talk about Wang Yan and Wei Dayong later.

The fact that the Yamamoto Special Forces did not pursue does not mean that the devils in the prisoner-of-war camp did not pursue either.

A riot broke out in the prisoner-of-war camp, and two prisoners of war escaped. This is not a trivial matter. According to military regulations, the person in charge will be sent to a court-martial or hara-kiri.

So the prisoner-of-war camp sent an infantry squad to hunt down.

Wang Yan is fine, because he only spent one day in the prisoner-of-war camp, and his physical fitness is quite sufficient.

But Wei Dayong couldn't do it. He hadn't completely healed from the injuries he suffered in the Battle of Xinkou, and the food in the prisoner-of-war camp was poor, so he barely hanged himself.

After running not far, Wei Dayong's physical strength began to run low.

Fortunately, this is the mountainous area in Northwest Shanxi. After escaping from the small town where the prisoner-of-war camp is located, they quickly entered the mountainous area, which provided the two of them with excellent cover.

Otherwise, with the devil's marksmanship, the two might not have a chance to escape with their lives.

Even so, they were still hunted down dangerously. From time to time, bullets screamed and flew past the two of them, and then splashed clouds of snow on the roadside mountain wall.

Wei Dayong soon sweated profusely and began to gasp for breath.

Wang Yan knew that Wei Dayong's physical fitness was reaching its limit.

But the devils chasing soldiers behind him were getting closer.

Wang Yan's eyes subconsciously turned to the front of the mountain road.

Not surprisingly, Zhao Gang, the new political commissar of the Independent Mission, should be not far ahead.

After Wei Dayong fell to the ground and fell into a coma, it was Zhao Gang who led people to repel the devils' chasing soldiers and rescued Wei Dayong.

But the problem is, Wang Yan is not sure exactly where Zhao Gang is?