The opening airport in Gubei Suburbs is very cautious, with more than 20 large gaps surrounding the airport. There are three barbed wire mesh outside the airport. If suspicious phenomena are found, the heavy machine gun will be fired immediately without warning. In addition to the necessary passages, the airport is surrounded by landmines, and there are more than a dozen patrol teams and military dogs with a sensitive sense of smell, patrolling day and night. It is very difficult to destroy the airport.

Six armored vehicles drove over and parked at the airport gate. It was lunch time. From a distance, the airport was deserted, and there were no cargo transported into the warehouse piled up together. There were three medium-sized transport aircraft and more than a dozen fighter aircraft on the tarmac.

Wu Ming jumped out of the armored vehicle, accompanied by two team members, walked straight to the airport guards, and said loudly: "Has the military officer Colonel Kimura's flight arrived? I was ordered to escort him to the same ancient city."

The airport guard was blinded by the question, and kept standing attentively and blinking, not knowing how to answer.

"Take me to the guard room, I call and ask the airport dispatcher directly." Wu Ming's face darkened, he waved his hand angrily, and signaled the guard to lead the way.

The Japanese guard obediently took Wu Ming into the guard room next to the gate. There were only three boring Japanese soldiers in the room, complaining that they were hungry, hoping that their companions who were eating would come back soon.

Seeing Wu Ming walking in with a proud look, the three Japanese stood at the corner and saluted. Wu Ming snorted in his nose, walked coldly in front of them, suddenly made a move, punched one Japanese temple, and his other hand became an eagle claw and grabbed the other Japanese's throat. He squeezed it with force. The two team members behind him also took action at the same time, and used a dagger to deal with the remaining two Japanese.

After checking it, seeing that there was no Japanese who could breathe, Wu Ming pointed to the semi-circular machine gun fortification at the door, "I will leave an armored vehicle, and you can keep here for me."

"Yes." The two team members jumped into the machine gun fortification without saying a word and turned the gun around.

The airport gate was opened. Wu Ming led five armored vehicles to the piled up supplies on the runway. As soon as the car stopped, the team members jumped out of the car and loaded medicines, salt and ammunition into the car.

Seeing that the car was already full of things, Wu Ming ordered Tan Zheng to take an armored vehicle toward the parked plane, while the other four were pressing towards the barracks and warehouses, bazooka and machine guns on the other side, ready to fire, like four beasts opening their hideous mouths.

"Dadadada..." The gunshot suddenly rang out, breaking the tranquility of the airport. Then there was a shocking explosion. An airplane exploded, and parts flew everywhere, igniting a raging fire. The armored vehicle where Tan Zheng was located was driving on the apron. The machine gun in his hand spit out flames and rushed towards the planes. The team members around him took time to throw out grenades from time to time, and the planes caught fire and exploded one by one. The flying parts had no effect on Tan Zheng at all. Or it should be said that he did not take it at all. The excitement, burning, and fanatical feeling rose in his chest, burning rapidly like a pile of aircraft that turned into wreckage.

Hearing gunshots and explosions. In the restaurant, the Japanese in the dormitory hurriedly ran out, facing four armored vehicles led by Wu Ming. The god of death opened his mouth and rolled up several long tongues of flames, smashing the few running in front into two pieces.

In the dense rain of bullets, countless Japanese shaking like dancing, trembling, and corpses with blood spray fell down one by one. Shooting, shooting, watching the enemies fall down one by one, only one thought was left in the minds of the Rangers. The machine gun shooter opened his mouth wide and turned the machine gun frantically, focusing hatred on every bullet shot.

Wu Ming jumped out of the car with the bazooka and fired at the building that looked like a warehouse. The team members on other cars also used the bazooka to shoot rockets at the restaurant, dormitory, watchtower and other objects.

The airport instantly turned into a hell on earth, with bullets flying everywhere, and the explosion of fireballs burst into dazzling devils.

The warehouse gate was blasted open, and Wu Ming loaded another bullet and fired one inside, then jumped onto the armored vehicle and issued a retreat order. At this time, he found that Huang Zongwu had already run to the machine gun position, and was staring with his eyes wide open, blushing, and shooting desperately. As the gun body trembled, the flesh on his face was trembling constantly.

The 15-minute surprise attack caused great chaos to the opening airport. Countless Japanese rushing out hurriedly made their guns and the planes on the apron were destroyed, and the warehouse was also lit up. When the Japanese soldiers stationed at the airport organized a counterattack, Wu Ming led the rangers to quickly withdraw from the battle. The wheels rolled, rushed all the way, opened the airport gate, and ran wildly into the distance.

"Boom!" "Boom!"..., the airport warehouse behind him exploded one after another, and the weather waves lifted the roof of the warehouse. A huge fireball was so red that it was harshly red, and a cloud of mushrooms slowly rose and opened. It was the fuel and ammunition stored in the warehouse that exploded in the fire. Time was rushed, and the Japanese underground warehouse had not been completed yet, and they believed that they had mastered air supremacy. Now they tasted a great bitter fruit.

Wu Ming quickly and steadily controlled the steering wheel, and under Huang Zongwu's guidance, he rushed towards the scheduled location. He vaguely saw the tragic situation of the opening airport in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Brother Huang, you are injured." Wu Ming frowned, and saw blood seeping out of Huang Zongwu's left arm, "Hurry up, someone will bandage it."

Huang Zongwu waved his hand quickly, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll get a little skin." Then he laughed and said, "It's so satisfying, it's so exciting. It's really unexpected to be satisfied with Brother Liu to fight."

"It was the Japanese who underestimated the enemy." Wu Ming smiled faintly, "And they are not familiar with our tactics, which may cause some trouble to the Japanese in the early stage. When they adjust their arrangements and pay attention to us, our lives will be difficult."
Chapter completed!