The sudden appearance of the light dragon immediately aroused Duanwu's alert. He looked through the binoculars and found out that he was right. It was not a light dragon at all, but the reinforcements of the little Japanese had arrived.
This is a mechanized force. In addition to personnel carriers and ammunition transport vehicles, there are also two Vickers M25 armored vehicles.
This kind of armored vehicle was manufactured in the United Kingdom, and Chinese people call it the Iron Bastard.
But in fact, its armor is not very thick. The front armor is only 11mm, and the turret above is even thinner, with an armor thickness of only 8mm.
The weapons are two 7.7mm water-cooled machine guns, and their combat effectiveness is slightly inferior to the Little Devil's Type 94 and Type 95 armored fighting vehicles.
But even so, it is still a very troublesome thing for Duanwu and others who do not have heavy firepower. What's more, in the convoy, Duanwu saw at least four Japanese Type 94 tanks.
Duanwu knew that the little devil's reinforcements had arrived, and he had to speed up.
The little Japanese's reinforcements are now between five and four kilometers away from the southern gate of Shamadian.
Based on the maximum speed of the Xiaoguizi Type 94 tank, which is forty kilometers per hour, it will take at least ten minutes to reach the South City Gate.
But the Dragon Boat Festival calculates the straight-line distance. The Japs are walking on a mountain road, so the distance will definitely not be only four to five kilometers, and the speed of the Japs’ convoy will not reach 40 kilometers per hour.
In other words, the Dragon Boat Festival has at least fifteen minutes to open this escape channel for the villagers.
Thinking of this, Duanwu took out the two pitch-black daggers from his lower back, because if he wanted to end the battle quickly, Jizo's killing technique could only be used.
He quietly approached the Japs checkpoint, but saw six of the Japs warming themselves over the fire, four Japs facing the west gate of Shamadian for surveillance, and the other three Japs taking a nap.
The Japanese layout was actually divided into three parts, with the maximum distance between them being five meters.
This is somewhat beyond Duanwu's ability, because no matter which one he kills first, it will alert the other devils.
And once the Japanese have a chance to shoot, the consequences can be imagined.
Duanwu didn't know where to start, but at this moment, a Japanese soldier said he wanted to go for a convenience.
The other two Japanese who were warming themselves up were also infected and shouted to follow him to the toilet. Moreover, the direction they walked was exactly the direction where the Dragon Boat Festival was hiding.
Duanwu showed a happy smile and thought: This is God helping me, otherwise he would have no way to start unless the Japs separated. What's more, this time, the Japs came to the door by themselves.
The three Japs walked into the forest, unbuttoned their trouser pockets and lined up in a row. With their childlike innocence, they actually tried to compete with each other to see who could pee farther.
One of the Japs even laughed and said, "Look at how thick and long my dick is..."
puff!
The devil was still laughing, but suddenly a dagger grew out of his chest at the heart.
The cramping pain in his heart made the devil want to scream, but unfortunately, Duanwu had already covered his mouth.
His other two colleagues had already received their lunch boxes.
When Dragon Boat Festival killed them, he stabbed them with a dagger from the back of the neck, piercing all their neck bones and throats, so they still maintained their standing posture. This is why the big and thick Japs were standing between the two. The reason why he was still laughing after the Japs were dead.
Bang!
The Japanese corpses fell to the ground, and Duanwu had no choice. He could not control three corpses at the same time.
The Japanese who were warming themselves by the fire heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and asked, "Nanchuan-kun, what's wrong?"
Duanwu recalled the voices of the three Japanese and replied in Japanese: "Baga, Mr. Nanchuan tripped over a tree root and ate a mouthful of urine."
"Baga, is he a pig?"
"Hahaha, when Nanchuan-kun comes back later, we will see how much he has eaten and whether his face is full of urine."
"Hahaha,......"
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The three Japs sat by the fire and laughed. The Japs responsible for monitoring the west gate of Shamadian looked back, then cursed and continued to monitor.
At this time, Dragon Boat Festival had already turned back and touched the back of the tree where the sleeping Japanese was.
The real hunting starts from now. Next, Dragon Boat Festival must be extremely careful. He is constantly calculating every step in his mind, how to use the sword, which one to kill first and which one to kill later. What if the Japanese find him? What should I do if the Japs fail to kill in one blow? Etc., etc.
Because as long as Dragon Boat Festival makes an extremely small mistake, the entire action plan will fail.
Once the Japs open fire, the Japs in the south and north of the city will be alert. At that time, they will attack from the north and south sides. It doesn't take much time, only a quarter of an hour, and they will be tightly surrounded in Shamadian, and Shamadian His true nature will also be exposed.
So at this time, Dragon Boat Festival was a little nervous. This was the first time he had been so nervous since time travel.
Although the previous battle was dangerous, there were no ordinary people in the team. They were all soldiers, and it was their duty to die on the battlefield.
But at this time, there are still nearly 150 people in the city. If they die, what will they do?
Thinking that Nanjing himself couldn't save him at this time, forget it. There were more than a hundred people in Nanjing, and he had to save them no matter what.
And time waits for no one, he must take action, otherwise when the reinforcements of the little devils arrive at the city, it will be more difficult for them to leave.
Thinking of this, he started to move with a roar of Dragon Boat Festival. He moved like a rabbit, and the first thing he landed in front of was the three sleeping Japanese.
The three Japs were probably sleepy, they were sleeping deeply, and one of them was still snoring.
Their backs were against trees, and two of them were leaning against a tree, shoulders touching each other.
This gave Duanwu a very good angle for his sword, and Duanwu's pair of daggers pierced the hearts of the two of them almost simultaneously and with great precision.
"Well!"
The ghost in his sleep was awakened by the pain, but he only made a sound of "uh" and lost consciousness instantly.
Their hearts were penetrated, and in their sleep.
Maybe they woke up at the moment of pain, but soon fell asleep again.
But this time, it will be spectacle.
At the same time, Duanwu did not stop for a moment. After killing two people, he drew his knife, turned around and wiped the neck of another sleeping Japanese with the knife in his right hand.
puff!
Blood spurted out all at once. The Japs, like the previous two Japs, killed him in his sleep. He even thought he was dreaming. As a result, this sleep became forever.
Three Japs received the lunch boxes one after another, but at the same time, the movements and footsteps of the Dragon Boat Festival also aroused the vigilance of the Bonfire Japs.
The three of them couldn't help but look back together, but at this moment the figure flashed, and the Dragon Boat Festival was already approaching.
Bafang Fengyu's footwork is very fast when used at close range. He can move five to six steps in one second. Although the range of movement is not very large, the movement speed is very fast.
The distance between him and the Japs in the campfire was less than three meters. In less than a second, Dragon Boat Festival was already in front of the three Japs.
The two Japs were stabbed in the back of the neck the moment they turned around. Just as the other Japs was about to stand up and grab a gun, Duanwu turned around again and the dagger slashed across his neck.
The knife missed by two centimeters when it crossed. The dagger did not cut the Japanese's throat, but only severed the opponent's main artery.
The Japs let out a shrill scream, which immediately alerted the four Japs who were monitoring the west gate of Shamadian! ...
