Check in from the bright sword

Wang Yan's muzzle moved accordingly, and continued to lock Meng Fan's chest, while saying: "You are just too thoughtful, don't think about these useful and useless things, and think more about how to beat devils, wouldn't it be good?"

While talking, Milong and Kang Ya had already led someone to turn the jeep over.

The car was not broken, Kang Ya jumped into the driver's seat, turned around and drove over in a hurry.

Milong and other cannon fodder rushed to jump onto the co-pilot and the back seat.

"Mr. Ah Yi." Kang Ya braked, and the jeep stopped in front of Wang Yan, "Where are you going?"

"Go ahead." Wang Yan pointed to the warehouse on the left front, and then said to the more than 20 cannon fodder behind him, "You all go over and hide in."

"Ah? That's it?" Kang Ya was a little disappointed.

It's tens of meters away, and it's just a foot of oil, which is too unsatisfactory.

"Want to drive? There will be opportunities in the future." Wang Yan said in a deep voice.

Kang Ya stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the jeep roared away.

More than [-] cannon fodder also followed, Meng Fan wanted to follow, but was stopped by Wang Yan.

"Deputy Meng Lian, you stay and stand guard with me." Wang Yan jumped behind the barricade.

"Standing guard? Are you crazy? You don't think this is an occupied area, full of Japanese devils? Are you worried that the devils won't find us or what?" Meng Fanlai reluctantly walked into the barricade.

Wang Yan snorted softly and said, "This is an order, if you dare to disobey it, believe it or not, I will kill you?"

When Meng got annoyed, he could only raise his hands and said in a low voice: "Okay, I won't stop you if you want to kill the young master, but don't drag me, the young master still doesn't want to die! I'll just go over there."

Wang Yan's eyes turned cold, and he said, "Speak human words!"

This is the most severe warning, Meng can only shut up obediently when he is annoyed.

Wang Yan put the [-] cover by his feet, took out a non-commissioned officer certificate from his pocket, opened it, and saw the word Suzuki Shigekan written in the name column.

The unit he belongs to is the Yamada unit.

While watching, Wang Yan said, "I don't want to look at your ID, what's your name?"

Meng went through several pockets annoyed, and finally took out the soldier's card from his trouser pocket.

"Toda Shuichi?" Wang Yan leaned over to take a look and said, "It's a good match for you, boy."

Meng Fan's venomous tongue flared up again, and he rolled his eyes and said, "If you want to say that, then the young master has to say something. Compared with you, Chief Ayi, I really can't get along with the little boy."

When Meng was annoyed and wanted to say more, Wang Yan suddenly shouted: "Shut up! Someone is here!"

When Meng got annoyed, he sternly silenced, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction Wang Yan was watching.

At first, Meng Fanle didn't hear any movement, but after more than ten seconds, he heard a bell.

Immediately afterwards, at least one team of more than 50 Japanese soldiers came along the road. Most of these Japanese soldiers were riding bicycles, and the sound of jingling bells was endless.

Immediately afterwards, a second lieutenant of the Japanese army broke away from the main force and approached.

Seeing the second lieutenant of the Japanese army parked in front of the barricade with his bicycle on his shoulders, Meng Fan was so nervous that he suffocated.

"Oh hello, which unit are you from?" the Japanese second lieutenant asked with a straight face.

13 Tank

Meng got annoyed and felt that the blood in his whole body was congealed.

This was the first time in his life that he faced the little devil at close range.

Many unbearable memories of the Battle of Nanyuan, the Battle of Lanfeng, and the Battle of Xuzhou rushed to his face in an instant.

The second lieutenant of the Japanese army with ordinary height and ordinary appearance in front of him suddenly became blue-faced and fangs.

If it wasn't for the fact that his whole body was stiff and unable to move because of fear, if his legs were still in control, he felt that he would have already let go of his legs and ran away.

Wang Yan acted like nothing happened.

"Hayi." Wang Yan raised his gun and saluted, "I am Suzuki Shigehiro from the Yamada Army."

"Sergeant Suzuki." The second lieutenant of the Japanese army nodded, then pointed to the warehouse behind Wang Yan and asked, "What's in the warehouse?"

"Some ammunition." Wang Yan replied after a pause, "Vickers heavy machine gun, Bren light machine gun, Leenfield rifle, and some Burmese fabrics."

"Baga Yalu." The second lieutenant of the Japanese army said angrily, "Your Yamada Regiment is really lucky. Our Takeuchi Regiment didn't get any benefits, damn it."

Wang Yan didn't answer.

There is no need to accept this.

The second lieutenant of the Japanese army complained and rode away.

Soon, the second lieutenant of the Japanese army disappeared into the jungle together with a small group of Japanese soldiers.

It wasn't until the last figure of the Japanese soldier disappeared that Meng Fan took a long breath.

Then, when Meng got annoyed, he felt a chill on his back. For a moment, his entire back was soaked in cold sweat.

Meng was so annoyed that he couldn't imagine that if the second lieutenant of the Japanese army stayed for a while, would he have a nervous breakdown?Make some crazy moves?

Wang Yan turned his head sideways and asked, "You look very nervous."

"Your uncle." Meng Fan said angrily, "Do you know that we almost burped just now? Can we stop playing this game from now on? It's going to kill people! It's really going to kill people!"

Wang Yan said: "You are not afraid of death, why do you have to act like you are afraid of death?"

"You're wrong, the young master is very afraid of death." Meng annoyed and said hysterically, "The young master wants to live."

"No, you're not afraid of death." Wang Yan said, "You're just afraid of meaningless death like a bug."

Meng became annoyed and fell silent, but images flashed one after another in his mind, the Battle of Nanyuan in Beiping, they listened to Song Zheyuan's flicker, gathered on the playground, and were unarmed and brutally massacred by the Japanese army.

In the Battle of Xuzhou, they were sent to besiege Japanese tanks by stupid commanders.

They are like a group of bedbugs, a group of cockroaches, being slaughtered batch after batch.

So, like Ah Yi said, he was just afraid of dying meaninglessly?

"Someone is coming again." Wang Yan's voice suddenly sounded, "It's a tank!"

Meng Fan's face changed again, and when he turned his head to look anxiously, he saw a Type [-] light tank driving out of the fog with the sound of creaking tracks.

Behind the Type [-] light tank, there were several infantrymen.