The Puxi Warehouse attracted the attention of a large number of Japanese devils. In the warehouse, a massacre is being staged, and more than 20 special forces are the main force of the massacre.

The special forces team members were two, three in groups, using the silent pistols and tactical daggers in their hands, and everyone knew the situation in the warehouse. Everyone was harvesting the lives of the Japanese in the warehouse. In silence, the number of Japanese invaders is decreasing.

Everyone is extremely familiar with the warehouse situation, and the Japanese suddenly entered a completely unfamiliar environment. In addition, the Japanese were careless and underestimated the enemy. The Japanese thought that if so many poisonous gases were bombed, even a cockroach would be poisoned to death.

Who would have thought that the warehouse was full of murderous intent?

A team of Japanese devils entering from the south gate of the warehouse, about a dozen people, carrying Type 38 rifles, were preparing to enter a large three-story warehouse led by a Japanese devil's lieutenant.

The Japanese lieutenant led the leader, holding a turtle box pistol. After entering the warehouse, the light became obvious. The Japanese were careful. After the Japanese came in, many soldiers discovered these Japanese.

Several special forces members who were preparing to take action had long included this Japanese team as their targets. The two special forces members looked at each other and made a gesture to each other. The two quietly approached the Japanese.

The last two Japanese soldiers behind the team were in trouble. The two special forces team members were skillful and agile. They quietly came from behind. One was a Japanese soldier, covering the Japanese's mouth and twisting it hard. The Japanese's neck was broken. Soon, two Japanese were missing.

The Japanese did not notice all this. The Japanese led the Japanese lieutenant were obviously looking for the corpses of the Chinese army. Logically, after so many poisonous gas bombs, there should be many corpses of Chinese army soldiers in the warehouse.

However, there was not a single body in the warehouse, which was a bit strange. The Japanese lieutenant didn't even look back and waved: "Two people are in a group, search separately, and shoot immediately whenever there is any situation."

The Japanese brokers quickly separated and entered the warehouse. Some even planned to explore the second floor of the warehouse.

"Puff, puff" sounded two light sounds, which was the sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh. The two special forces members took action at the same time with a tacit understanding. The dagger in their hands was like a flying knife, which penetrated the Japanese in the back of the Japanese, and there was no hilt. The two Japanese who were hit by the Japanese fell to the ground with two "puff" sounds, died of anger.

Not far away, more than ten meters apart, the Japanese lieutenant seemed to hear a little movement. He immediately took his turtle box pistol and two Japanese gangs holding Type 38 rifles and touched in the direction where the sound came.

"Puff, puff, puff" three light sounds, which were the slight sound of silent pistols. A special forces member, holding his silent pistol, fired three shots in a row, and all three shots were shot. The Japanese lieutenant who led the team was sent to the West.

The hunting of the Puxi Warehouse has been going on. Dozens of Japanese devils who entered the warehouse to clean up the "messy" died in less than twenty minutes.

On the top of the warehouse.

Ye Feng was listening to Zhao Long's report, "Big Master, we wiped out a total of 56 Japanese devils, including a Japanese captain, a lieutenant and two lieutenants. None of our special forces suffered casualties."

"Okay, not bad!" Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction, "Now, the Japanese should be helpless."

Indeed, the Japanese were basically used up all the means they could use. After more than an hour, it was almost dark. Even if the Japanese were dispatching planes to bomb, it would be almost too late.

"Tell everyone, hurry up and set up a warning sentry at the same time. I want to see what tricks the Japanese have after dark."

"yes!"

far away.

The Japanese colonel was waiting for the news. It had been almost an hour since the several teams he sent entered the Puxi warehouse. It was almost dark. There was no news for these Japanese teams.

"King Colonel, so far, no news has been heard. No one of the warriors we entered the warehouse came out, I'm afraid..."

The Japanese next to him were full of worry. The Japanese were full of hope, but the development of the situation was far beyond the expectations of the Japanese.

"Baga! How could this be the case? Are these Chinese people a cockroach? No, even cockroaches were poisoned to death."

Seeing the Japanese colonel furious, the Japanese officers next to them drooped their heads and said nothing. An hour ago, these Japanese were still very excited and seemed to have seen the dawn of victory. Now, their faces are very ugly.

Seeing that the Japanese officers around him were not afraid to let out a moment of excitement, the Japanese waved their hand powerlessly, "Wait for another thirty minutes, if there is no movement, I can only report to the division commander."

"Hi!"

Thirty minutes passed quickly, and no miracle hoped by the Japanese would happen. The Puxi warehouse in the distance was silent, quietly, gradually shrouded in the twilight.

"Your Excellency Colonel, the division commander called to ask about our situation."

The Japanese colonel walked to the radio station not far away with a ugly expression, picked up the microphone, and listened to the division commander Fujita's thrilling anger.

The commander of the Third Division, Fujita Jin, was also paying attention to the battle here. A small Puxi warehouse and a Chinese army of more than 100 people caused the Third Division to lose more than 1,000 people. Fujita Jin was in a big way.

On the phone, Fujita Jin was furious. The sound in the microphone was loud, and several Japanese officers who were several meters away from each other also heard it.

The little Japanese colonel, holding the microphone, endured Fujita's anger, kept bowing his head and bent down, "Hi, Hi, Hi..."

After a long time, Fujita Jin finished venting. The Japanese colonel put down the microphone, his face turned gray, his eyes were empty, and he lost his spirit. Mu Mu was dazed, and it took at least ten seconds to recover.

The little Japanese colonel who recovered from his senses smiled miserably and said to the Japanese officers next to him, "Everyone, I have failed to command and I need to be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor. The battle here will be left to you, please."

After saying that, the Japanese colonel bent down deeply and saluted several Japanese officers next to him.

The Japanese officer next to him also looked miserable and silent, watching the Japanese colonel kneeling on the ground facing east.

The Japanese colonel kneeling on the ground slowly unbuttoned his military uniform, exposed his belly, picked up a samurai sword, and stabbed it hard into his stomach. Soon, a large amount of blood flowed all over the ground, and the Japanese colonel struggled for a few times and died.

"Your Excellency Colonel! Your Excellency Colonel..."

The Japanese around shouted sadly.

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