The Japanese military uniforms they wore were taken off the dead and deliberately got some mud and dirty. The same was true on their faces, making people more convinced that they were coming through the flood.

It is obvious that the Japanese devils did not know about tactics such as disguised infiltration and surprise attacks, and it can be said that they had never encountered them after the war started, so they were not wary at all. The searchlight light moved away from Yang Tianfeng and others, indicating that the Japanese devils had believed them and relaxed their vigilance.

The Japanese sentry lowered his gun and said, "Thank you all along the way, come in quickly, there are still three garrisons at the outposts that have not returned."

"It's really not easy to come back." Yang Tianfeng said in Japanese, further dispelling the vigilance and vigilance of the Japanese sentry.

"Murada, I'll take them to dinner and rest. You stand alone for a while." A Japanese sentry said to another sentry.

The Japanese sentry who called Murata yawned and half-opened his eyes and said, "It's so sleepy, Mr. Yamaaka, you have to come back soon, the time for changing the guard is coming."

Shanzhong turned around and opened the big iron door. After a creaking sound, the door opened a gap that could allow the two of them to pass through.

Yang Tianfeng pressed his hat very low, walked over, and said in Japanese: "Please take me to see the commander and arrange for my men to eat some food."

"Your Excellency Sato has rested." Seeing Yang Tianfeng wearing the rank of a military officer, the sword at his waist seemed very high-end, and he spoke very respectfully, "I'll take you to have a meal and rest first, you can report tomorrow!"

"Yo Xi!" Yang Tianfeng agreed and led his people into the iron gate after he followed the mountain.

The guardhouse next to the iron gate was dark, and it was obvious that everyone was asleep, but there was a sentry on the roof shaking in the light and shadow of the searchlight.

With Yang Tianfeng's gesture, more than a dozen people surrounded him in a hurry and blocked his body. Suddenly, the mountain suddenly froze. A big hand stretched over from behind and covered his mouth. At the same time, several sharp knives penetrated deeply into his body, and the deepest part was the handle of the knife outside. His lips moved a few times, and his consciousness continued to float away with the blood flowing out, but his body was clamped and did not fall down, but his head hung weakly.

Yang Tianfeng turned around, took a few people and walked two steps, came to the guardhouse, and pushed the door open and entered.

Under the light, three Japanese were sleeping soundly on the first floor of the guardhouse. I wonder if the god of death had arrived. Yang Tianfeng took out a towel and wrapped the revolver, stood by the stairs to guard him. Several of his men waved daggers and killed the Japanese in their sleep. The sound of the puffed knife entering the flesh kept ringing.

Yang Tianfeng grinned. The guys selected were cruel enough, but they were not professional enough, making the murder like chopping wood and meat. Can't we kill ourselves with one knife and make it clean and beautiful?

Pushing open the top cover, several people went up to the second floor again. Yang Tianfeng stopped stopping and went up to the third floor. The Japanese sentry above turned around casually and asked, "Is it time to change the guard?"

Yang Tianfeng pulled the board machine, and the pistol wrapped in a towel made a dull sound. The Japanese sentry immediately had an eye on the forehead. The body was held by Yang Tianfeng and slowly fell to the ground...

The iron door creaked open, and two Japanese devils walked out with bayonet rifles. Murata was still puzzled and asked, "The time to change the guard—"

Two Japanese devils suddenly stabbed with guns, and two bayonets entered their chests and abdomen. Murata widened his eyes, his lips moved a few times, and a stream of blood gushed out of his throat, drowning his words in his mouth.

The searchlight went off a few times, and a messy footsteps sounded. A large number of soldiers rushed out from the street corner in the distance and ran straight towards the Da Iron Gate. After entering the Da Iron Gate, Chen Dalong and others commanded it, and rushed towards the Japanese dormitory.

Yang Tianfeng stood on the guardhouse, holding a sniper rifle, and staring down seriously. Xiao Si used a searchlight to guide the attacking troops, and several machine guns were also set up, and several soldiers were nervously watching the movements in the Japanese dormitory.

Chaos and insufficient layout. Yang Tianfeng looked at the soldiers' actions and shook his head secretly. Although he had conducted a drill in advance, he still could not satisfy him. After this battle, he had to make great efforts to continue training the team.

In this armed forces, the national justice in the minds of soldiers does not account for an important part. Instead, whoever gives food will listen to whoever gives it to them will work hard.

From this point of view, the militia is more like a private army of a certain person or a certain family, and its operational policy depends entirely on a few people as leaders. This is also one of the reasons why the Japanese devils invaded China, and the emergence of traitor armed forces one after another.

Bang! The gunshot finally rang, interrupting Yang Tianfeng's thoughts, and he immediately picked up the rifle.

The soldiers of the security regiment had little experience and insufficient cooperation. Before everyone else could be in place, an impatient soldier kicked open the door and rushed into the Japanese dormitory. However, he did not deal with the Japanese cleanly, which caused an early gun battle.

Although it was not satisfactory, there were no preparations for attacks, and there were many people against few people, and the security team still had the advantage. More than a dozen Japanese dormitories broke through half at once. After chaotic bombing, shooting and assassination, the sleeping and awakened Japanese were wiped out.

Only two or three Japanese devils in the room responded quickly and blocked the doors and windows with bullets, which made them not successful for the time being. However, the security team had many people and guns, and there were more than a dozen Huayan portable machine guns and eight hopper guns. The bullets were dense, but the devils could not rush out for the moment.

"Don't rush hard, machine gun cover, go to the room, stick to the wall, throw grenades into the room."

Seeing the soldier being hit and fell down under the crazy resistance of the Japanese, Yang Tianfeng shouted in a hurry. But the gunshots were dense, and the shouts were mixed together, and his voice was suppressed.

Hey, Yang Tianfeng stomped his feet in anger and turned to go down the guardhouse. Xiao Si asked a soldier to control the searchlight and ran down immediately.

"Let's shoot, brothers give it to me-" Before Chen Dalong finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Tianfeng's slap in the back.

"What are you commanding randomly?" Yang Tianfeng's face looked very ugly under the explosion of fire. He pointed to the Japanese dormitory with bullets and scolded loudly: "Go to the roof, break the tiles of the house, and use grenades to blow all the Japanese to death."

Chen Dalong was stunned for a moment, then understood and immediately started to command according to Yang Tianfeng's method.

The machine guns on the guardhouse were also moved down, dada dada... Rain-like bullets shot towards the doors and windows of the Japanese dormitory.
Chapter completed!