The Warrior Off-road vehicle ran wildly in front.

Thousands of Japanese cavalry were chasing behind.

Masao Isetani also followed behind with pretending to behave.

At the same time, he actively sent a report to his superiors, saying that he was striving to catch up with the goal and could achieve the task at any time...

Sure enough, my superiors were very satisfied...

But in fact, Masao Isetani gradually slowed down.

His cavalry corps gradually widened the distance from the grass-cut cavalry corps. Everyone had a reason in their hearts: their butt hurt and they couldn't last.

This reason is very natural. No one thinks there is anything wrong.

What's more, the war horses are very tired...

"This guy is really good at slapping fish."

Yang Yue saw Masao Iseya from afar and smiled slightly. He understood it.

Only such people can live for a long time!

During the day, it is indeed beneficial to the Japanese cavalry.

However, it seems to be bad for Yang Yue.

At least, someone else can help him drive.

And all he had to do was shoot back from time to time.

The gun shot out the first bird. It specializes in attacking the fastest and most active Japanese cavalry.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

With every gunshot, a Japanese cavalry fell down.

He was not in a hurry. He deliberately dragged the Japanese cavalry to run eastward. The Japanese cavalry's war horses would be tired, but off-road vehicles would not be tired.

As long as there is enough gasoline, he can take the other person to run and run.

The further the distance the Japanese invaders are, the more tired they are.

When they are exhausted, it will not be too late to turn back and clean up slowly.

"Ding Dong!"

"You killed one of the Japanese invaders from a distance."

"You get a special reward: a domestic Great Wall pickup truck."

"You get 1,000 points."

Suddenly, the system quietly prompted.

Yang Yue was delighted.

Great Wall pickup truck?

Good thing!

It's better than the Mengs off-road vehicle.

Why do you say so? Because the car bucket behind can carry heavy machine guns.

He now has a Maxim heavy machine gun, which can be installed on a car bucket and shoots around frantically. Water-cooled heavy machine guns do not need to worry about heat dissipation.

Even mortars can be placed on the vehicle pedestal and bombarded the enemy at a long distance.

In addition, pickup trucks can be used to transport troops! The load capacity is much more than the Warrior Off-road vehicle.

The car bucket is filled with people, and you can pull at least ten people, and you can also have all the equipment.

In later regional conflicts, pickup trucks were everywhere.

Countless modifications from experts from all walks of life...

Now, there is only one problem-

When will you give a tank?

Or you can give an armored infantry vehicle!

Torture the devils directly...

"Baga!"

"Kill Jiji!"

"Kill Jiji!"

The grass cut show was furious.

Yang Yue is right in front of him. Contributions are just around the corner.

What?

Suffering from troops?

He doesn't care.

As long as Yang Yue is killed, it will be fine.

It’s a pity that I have the will but not the strength.

No matter how hard the Japanese cavalry tried, they could never catch up with Yang Yue's off-road vehicle.

In fact, Cao Jian Xiuyi himself knew very well that the war horses were definitely not the opponent to withdraw the vehicle. The problem was that he was unwilling to give up! Besides, he was also betting that Yang Yue's car was running out of fuel.

As long as the fuel is exhausted, the vehicle is scrap iron!

"You can't run away." Hana No Mai sneered suddenly.

"Why?" Yang Yue asked very modestly.

"You only have one car. Your car needs fuel."

“I will find oil.”

"No, you can't find it."

“I will find it.”

"You can't find it."

The two started arguing.

It doesn't prevent Yang Yue from continuing to shoot backwards.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The gunshots were intermittent.

It seems like there is no deterrence.

However, when Hana No Mai's heart gradually became numb. Her interference methods were useless.

She has been secretly counting.

Statistics how many cavalry Yang Yue killed in the Imperial Army.

twenty……

thirty……

Fifty……

The numbers are getting more and more terrifying. She has to come up with this bad decision.

However, it is useless. No matter how she interferes, the gun in Yang Yue’s hand is never lost. As long as you shoot, you will definitely hit it.

Even the off-road vehicle is very bumpy.

Then the Japanese cavalry movements were very agile.

"By the way, how much do you know about Shandong Eighth Route Army?" Yang Yue suddenly staggered the topic.

"You ask me?" A strange expression appeared on Hana No Mai's face.

This woman is indeed a slap! She was slapped so much by Masao Iseya and gradually recovered.

It feels like eating rubber fruits, and the traces will be automatically eliminated.

Even the blood in her mouth was quietly licked clean by her, as if nothing had happened.

After all, beautiful spies are beautiful spies and they do have real skills.

"Yes! Ask you!"

"Why ask me?"
To be continued...