Bright Sword: Rebirth of Kong Jie

The noisy Japanese soldier fell down, with the bullet shot by Shen Quan piercing his heart.

The sudden gunshots caused panic among the remaining Japanese and puppet troops in the checkpoint.

The two Japanese soldiers who were squatting on the machine gun position out of boredom hurriedly tried to grab the machine gun, but it was too late as the machine gun was just two steps away.

Bullets rained down on us.

At this time, it was not only Shen Quan, who was sitting in the passenger seat with a 20-shot revolver, who was firing.

They also included the soldiers who were riding in the car with Kong Jie and his party, who suddenly appeared from above the open-air carriage and opened fire with submachine guns raised.

Armed with the MP38 submachine guns they had just captured from the Japanese special forces, the soldiers experienced for the first time the horror of this submachine gun fire in close combat.

In just one encounter, three Japanese soldiers on the two machine gun positions, plus the Japanese sentry who was shot down first by Shen Quan, and three or four Japanese soldiers near the bunker who did not have time to hide were killed.

All were shot down.

Kong Jie, who was driving the car, felt itchy after seeing this. He held the steering wheel with one hand and subconsciously took out the Mauser pistol on his waist with the other hand, then reached out through the window of the cab and fired.

Then he stepped hard on the accelerator.

The car started at full speed, and in the blink of an eye it completely broke through the Japanese's fire blockade and drove away - the Japanese and puppet troops did not set up roadblocks at this checkpoint in advance to block the car's passage.

This is also the reason why Kong Jie didn't waste any time talking to the Japanese.

As the roar of the car engine gradually faded away.

After the brief confrontation, the checkpoint was in a mess.

The two Japanese devils and three puppet soldiers who had luckily survived waited for a long time. When they heard no movement outside, they dared to quietly show their heads and then crawled out of the bunker.

Looking at the seven or eight Japanese soldiers lying on the ground, already dead, and five or six puppet soldiers.

And a long road with no trace of cars at all.

Several Japanese and puppet soldiers were dazzled for a long time and were still frightened.

Such a rampant enemy is really unbelievable!

"Tai, Taijun, what is going on? Why is this enemy wearing the uniform of the Imperial Army and driving an Imperial Army car, and coming out from the direction of our security zone?"

The puppet army squad leader spoke with some fear.

Who could have expected that the group just now was actually the enemy?

Moreover, in the Japanese-occupied areas, there should be no other anti-Japanese armed forces except the Eighth Route Army.

"Could it be the Eighth Route Army?"

The Japanese squad leader thought for a moment, looked in the direction the car was coming from, and suddenly realized that the situation was not good. He quickly ordered a report to the command center on the current situation.

Unfortunately it was too late.

How can a mere checkpoint stop a ferocious tiger like Kong Jie?

Moreover, there are not many checkpoints left along the road leading to the base of the Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment.

Kong Jie led the soldiers to repeat the same trick. If there was a roadblock checkpoint, they would disguise themselves as Yamamoto's special forces to trick the roadblock open, and then kill the Japanese invaders and get away.

If there is no roadblock, just rush through the checkpoint.

finally……

The old Japanese soldier Yamamoto Ikki realized that the situation was not good - the Fourth Combat Group of the POW camp was likely to have been attacked by the enemy, or because he received news from the Shaokas along the way.

It is said that there were enemies wearing the uniforms of special forces members, driving trucks, breaking through the checkpoints and leaving.

It was already evening when Colonel Yamamoto, with a heavy heart, and his special forces team hurriedly arrived at the prisoner-of-war camp in several military trucks.

as far as the eye can see.

The prisoner-of-war camp was in ruins and had been completely destroyed.

There was a particularly eye-catching scene in the open space outside the prisoner-of-war camp.

——A whole row of Japanese soldiers, almost naked, were lined up in an open space.

Why did you conclude that they were Japanese soldiers?

Because they were all wearing the same loincloth, which was the same thing that Colonel Yamamoto was wearing under his pants at this moment.

humiliation!

Yamamoto was instantly overwhelmed by great humiliation.

Yamamoto's face was terribly gloomy, flickering in the light of the setting sun.

Especially the face of the first corpse displayed by the enemy was very familiar to Yamamoto. It was none other than one of his powerful generals, Fujiwara Ichiro, the leader of the 4th combat team.

"idiot!"

Yamamoto clenched his fists, unable to suppress his anger. He simply couldn't believe that he had worked so hard, carefully trained, and gone through a lot of actual combat and arduous special training to create these 80 elite members of the Yamamoto Special Forces.

A total of 20 people were killed here.

You know, even though we attacked the Eighth Route Army's Daxiawan headquarters last night, we encountered a battle on the way and encountered an entire field main regiment of the Eighth Route Army.

His Yamamoto special forces still killed more than 300 Eighth Route Army soldiers and evacuated calmly.

The team didn't even suffer any casualties!

Who attacked the prisoner-of-war camp?

Who on earth dared to humiliate Colonel Yamamoto like this?

The Japanese soldiers from the special forces team following Yamamoto witnessed this scene and saw their former companions who had trained together die tragically in the POW camp. They were also filled with anger and shock.

Two Japanese soldiers stepped forward to collect the body of the Japanese soldier.

The first person they contacted was Fujiwara Ichiro, who was the first corpse in the list.

As the sky gets darker.

They turned over Fujiwara Ichiro's body and prepared to put on military uniform on him.

A warrior of the empire, the leader of the special forces, was stripped down to only a loincloth. This was a great shame.

Captain Fujiwara must not die in such an inglorious way.

stab-

However, as soon as the body was turned over, a sudden sound was heard. Although the sound was very small, Colonel Yamamoto, who had been on the battlefield for a long time and had a particularly keen hearing, was the first to notice the movement.

Moreover, his reaction was extremely fast, and he seemed to have determined what it was by the sound in an instant.

"Get down! Get down!"

Yamamoto roared angrily and quickly crawled to the ground.

Due to his consistent authority in the special forces team, the Japanese soldiers in the special forces team beside him crawled on the ground in unison as if it was a conditioned reflex.

However, the two Japanese soldiers squatting beside Fujiwara Ichiro's body were a little slow in their haste.

It just so happened that the booby trap that Kong Jie specially set under Fujiwara Ichiro's body used a domestically produced wooden-handled grenade with a very short delay, and it exploded completely in less than three seconds.

Boom——

After the violent explosion, the already dead Fujiwara Ichiro became even more unrecognizable, and even the loincloth that was the only thing he used to cover his body was blown to pieces.

Revealing the ugliness of imperfection.

The two Japanese soldiers nearby who had no time to dodge died on the spot.

The flying grenade fragments almost turned the two men's ugly faces into hedgehogs.

The sound of the explosion was still echoing in the valley.

Colonel Yamamoto climbed up in embarrassment and confusion, looking at the two soldiers who died tragically in front of him, as well as the mutilated body of Fujiwara Ichiro.

I was extremely angry for a moment.

I clenched my teeth, but couldn't utter a single word...