Long Wenwen did not ride a three-wheel motorcycle with a guard beside him like when they met in the original work. Now he has a pistol on his waist and a British Lee-Enfield rifle on his shoulder.

, completely different from the 38 caps in the hands of everyone, and the bullets used are also different.

Everyone followed Long Wenwen all the way to the British stronghold, but when they arrived, the place was in ruins.

Long Wenwen was a little embarrassed, but it didn't show on his face. Instead, he said solemnly: "It should be that the British guy burned down the arsenal when he left."

"The Japanese army should be nearby, otherwise the British would not leave in such a hurry."

"Then what should we do now?" Ayi asked with a confused look on his face.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Zhong, not Long Wenwen, the group leader who suddenly appeared on the way.

Wang Zhong did not make an immediate decision, but said: "We are scheduled to land at the British airport. If nothing happens, Yao Ma and the other brothers will most likely be there."

As soon as he heard that they might be at the airport, Bu La immediately said: "Then let's go to the airport!"

"What if the airport is also occupied by the Japanese army?" Fanla's mouth always sounded bad.

"The supplies that the British and Yu Xiaoqing said they wanted to give us are all at the airport. Although the Japanese army has already attacked, there must be heavy troops stationed at the airport and there is no shortage of weapons and equipment. It may not have been captured by the Japanese army."

Those words were still spoken by Wang Zhong.

Long Wenwen said: "Let's go to the airport."

"The airport is in the direction of 11:30. We still follow the old rules. Fanla will be the vanguard, Ayi will follow with his people, Milong, Bu La, you guys follow me to stop the rear." Now that it was decided, Wang Zhong immediately gave the order and assigned the tasks.

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Then he looked at Long Wenwen: "Since Tuanzuo is familiar with the nearby terrain, please ask Tuanzuo to take the brothers to the airport."

"no problem."

After a short rest, everyone set off again. Long Wenwen led Fanla and others at the front, while Wang Zhong and Fanlong hung far behind to prevent them from being bitten by the Japanese soldiers who were chasing after them.

Let Bu La temporarily lead the group of people behind, while Wang Zhong went to the rear.

Wang Zhong walked less than two miles when he ran into a large Japanese army. At this time, the Japanese soldiers were riding their bicycles in a hurry. Look, the direction they were going was exactly the direction of the British Airport.

Wang Zhong did not act rashly, but quietly retreated into the forest, and quickly rushed in the direction of Fanlong and the others.

"How's it going? Have you found the Japs?" As soon as Wang Zhong came back, Mi Long and the others couldn't wait to ask more questions, with eagerness written all over their faces.

Wang Zhong said solemnly: "The Japanese army has arrived, all riding bicycles. I see that the direction they are heading in looks like an airport."

"At the airport? Are there many Japs there?" Bu La asked hurriedly.

"There may be a squadron, or even more. I didn't dare to stay longer, so I came back quickly!"

"We have to tell them the news quickly, lest they run into the Japanese army!"

"Yeah!"

"You have to tell them quickly."

There was no need for Wang Zhong to mention it. The first thing everyone thought of was Fanla and the others who were still rushing towards the airport.

Now that the Japanese army has assembled, each defeating strategy needs to be considered. It must be confirmed that it is a small group of Japanese troops. Wang Zhong gave an order, and everyone quickly pursued the large army.

An hour later, the sky gradually darkened. The large army stopped in a dense forest. Everyone was resting. Even at night, no one dared to light bonfires or torches. Everyone ate the dry food captured by Wang Zhong and others during the day.

Take it into the abdomen with water.

There were countless snakes, insects, rats, and ants in the dense forest. Outside the arsenal burned by the British, everyone found several barrels of engine oil. Just like the original, they soaked each one in the engine oil and took a bath. The effect was better than

Sludge is better, but the smell is too strong.

In the middle of the night, inside the dense forest, it was pitch black, with only a pair of black and white eyes. If you didn't get closer and look carefully, you would never think that this was a group of people.

Darkness is their best cover, which is why Wang Zhong agreed with Long Wenwen's decision to let everyone soak in the dark oil barrel.

"Based on the current situation, the Japanese army must not have captured the airport yet, otherwise they would never have sent more troops to the airport on such a large scale."

Their original destination was the British airport, which was the base camp of the coalition forces and stocked with large amounts of guns, ammunition and other supplies.

"The Japanese army will not continue to be dispersed like this. They will definitely reorganize their army in the end. We are taking advantage now, but when the Japanese army reorganizes and assembles, we will never be a match for the Japanese army with just this small number of people."

Long Feizhang was convinced by Wang Zhong's words and said firmly: "We have to go to the airport, the big troops are there."

It's just that only he himself knows what he thinks.

The two reached an agreement and quickly made a decision.

After eating and drinking, and resting for a while, Wang Zhong took the lead to get up after regaining his strength. He didn't even need to greet him. As he watched Wang Zhong get up, the rest of the people who were resting against the tree also immediately got up and loaded their guns on their backs.

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"Let's go explore the front!"

With a few words, Wang Zhong led Bu La and others into the darkness ahead.

"Get up, get up!"

"Go on your way! Go on your way!"

Long Wenwen didn't dare to shout loudly, so he could only greet the cannon fodder in a low voice.

The cannon fodder's attention was basically focused on Wang Zhong. As they watched Wang Zhong lead his people away, they also stood up. Following Long Wenwen and Ah Yi, they started to walk again in the direction Wang Zhong and others were heading.

As the night gets darker, the birds and animals in the forest gradually become quieter, and silence gradually returns to the mountains and forests.

Just like in the daytime, Wang Zhong left the vanguard and shuttled quickly through the mountains and forests alone, with his keen five senses fully activated, and he carefully perceived the surrounding situation.

After traveling for more than ten miles and climbing over four or five mountains, Wang Zhong's ears suddenly trembled. A burst of intense gunshots reached his ears. The gunshots were not far away from him.

The Japanese army's flower trap, and the old American Thomson!

Is it to numb them?

With a guess in his mind, Wang Zhong left the agreed mark on the spot and immediately ran towards the direction where the gunfire came from.

In the space, there were more than 20 grenades seized from the Japanese army, as well as four or five 38-guns filled with bullets.

Although the power of the Sanba Daiga is slightly lower, its accuracy is very good, but the bullet is not the 7.62mm common to other rifles.

Before Wang Zhong arrived, the gunfire stopped.

The mountains are high and the forests are dense. Before getting closer, even though Wang Zhong had excellent eyesight and could see things clearly in the dark night, his eyes could not penetrate the obstruction of the dense forest shrubs.

Following the sound of gunfire, Wang Zhong touched a bush and a Japanese temporary position appeared in his sight.

Next to the bonfire, there is a temporary fortress surrounded by sandbags, with a machine gun mounted on it. Seven or eight Japanese soldiers are firing at the back of the fortress and looking warily in the direction of the valley. More than 20 meters away from the fortress, several soldiers are wearing national army uniforms.

The figure fell to the ground, wailing uncontrollably. It was obvious that he was about to break out just now, but was stopped in front of the position by the Japanese army with a 92-style formation.

Wang Zhong squinted his eyes and changed several positions one after another. While observing the surrounding terrain, he determined the number and location of the Japanese troops.

After watching it for seven or eight minutes, I had an idea.

Wang Zhong found an angle and took advantage of the darkness to sneak into the Japanese position from behind.

The night was dark, and Wang Zhong was also dressed in black. The night became his best cover. Like a black ghost, his energy was flowing, his steps were light, and he came to the rear of the Japanese army's position quietly.

Two Japanese soldiers faced each other, chattering in Japanese: "These Chinese pigs still want to break out?"

Another Japanese soldier had just lit the match and reached out to him first to light the cigarette: "We are samurai of the Japanese Empire. We are just Chinese pigs. How can we be our opponents?"

While they were talking, two cold lights that looked like a cold moon flashed past. They felt their eyes flicker, and a dark shadow, like a devilish night owl walking out of the dark night, flashed before their eyes.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived behind the position where they mounted the Type 92 heavy machine gun. As they waved their hands, the cold moonlight just passed through the air. But in an instant, the four Japanese on the Type 92 position suddenly

They have all fallen down.

I learned from Brother Hao's weapon refining method, as well as Brother Hai's unique sword technique, using the knife to bring Qi, and using Qi to push the knife, there is neither the glint of the sword nor the sound of breaking wind, only extreme speed, and Wang Zhong

His strength, after hundreds of years of experience in several dungeon worlds, is already many times that of Brother Hai.

The agility of their movements and the speed of their swordsmanship were such that these Japanese soldiers did not even have time to react and issue a warning. In an instant, their necks were slashed by Wang Zhong's unparalleled sharp sword.

Wang Zhong immediately took off his military uniform and rushed into the valley with his gun. He had already checked the terrain of the valley just now. It must be blocked at both ends. The national troops inside had no choice but to choose one side.

Breakout.

In just five minutes, Wang Zhong saw the national army in the valley. The leader was Yao Ma, who was not able to get on the same plane with them. He also held a Thompson in his hand.

"Gonna be numb!"

Kaname, who was resting on the edge of the stone, was suddenly startled. This sounded a bit familiar.

"This way!"

While he was talking, Wang Zhong, shirtless and covered in black, walked out of the darkness.

"Boss Wang?"

"Why are you here?"

This nickname of Boss Wang was still called by Ma and Bu La. The reason was that when Wang Zhong hired them to dig the cellar, each of them gave them a piece of ocean. Unexpectedly, several people shouted, "cannon fodder"

He also shouted after him.

"When we came here, we encountered a Japanese reconnaissance plane and the plane fell down halfway."

"What are you..." Yaoma bowed, raised his head, and looked at Wang Zhong, who was covered in black. If Wang Zhong hadn't called him first, he wouldn't have recognized it was Wang Zhong, but he knew it was Wang Zhong.
To be continued...