Are you a spy? Killing the enemy is too cruel.

Chapter 308 The Backbone of the Nation

"shooting!!!"

Noticing that Ye Feng was about to run away, Yamaguchi immediately ordered the shooting. With a burst of fierce gunfire, the stones, grass and trees on the side of the road were all ruthlessly smashed and turned into powder.

Ye Feng was not left behind. Instead, he fired back. His shooting skills were very accurate. As his submachine gun fired, dozens of Japanese in the front row were shot in the head and killed in an instant.

At the critical moment, if Sakata had not had the personal guards blocking him, Sakata would definitely have been shot to death.

Of course, more than a dozen of Sakata's personal guards also died, each of them with a shattered head and brains splattered, a tragic death.

"Sakata!"

"You remember!"

"After entering Shanghai, if your soldiers in the regiment dare to massacre innocent people in our Shenzhou, I promise to kill you!" In the darkness, there was no voice of Ye Feng, only his voice, which kept echoing outside this gloomy wilderness.

"idiot!"

Mangfu Shankou could not bear it any longer and yelled, "Ye Feng, who do you think you are? How dare you threaten the general of the regiment of the Great Japanese Empire? We will not do as you wish. Let me tell you, after entering Shanghai, we will definitely kill tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Chinese of you. Anyone who dares to resist the Great Japanese Empire will be killed..."

The last word "kill" had not yet been completely shouted out when the voice suddenly stopped.

There was no gunfire.

There was a "puff" sound, followed by the cruel sound of flesh being torn and bones breaking. Everyone turned their heads to look over and saw Yamaguchi's face was frighteningly dark, with his hands covering his chest. A dagger was pierced through Yamaguchi's heart.

This is exactly the weapon used by Noriko Sakai.

The sharp dagger pierced through Yamaguchi's chest and pierced into his heart. There was another "bang" sound, and Yamaguchi fell straight down. Horrible blood splattered out from the wound.

Before he died, Yamaguchi's eyes were still wide open, and he died with his eyes open.

"Dead, dead?"

Sakata felt a chill all over his body. At this moment, he personally experienced the horror of a super agent.

This is not a shooting.

It is a killing move of throwing daggers.

It is certain that this dagger flew from a hundred meters away, how could it have pierced Yamaguchi's heart directly?

Sakata couldn't imagine why this underground party's super agent possessed such terrifying combat power?

The Royal Guards, who were a step slower, gathered together quickly and blocked Sakata and others to prevent them from being assassinated again.

Looking at the woods beside the railway again, it was dead silent.

Ye Feng's figure had long disappeared. Looking at the dark wilderness, Doihara said with lingering fear:

"Sakata, with this super agent in Shanghai, I'm afraid your battle will be very difficult!"

Sakata said with a pale face, "Doihara-kun, I am absolutely not afraid of the exchange of fire on the front battlefield and the charge and fight between the two armies. However, if Ye Feng carries out a decapitation operation again, I am afraid that I will not live for much longer."

At this moment, Sakata felt a little regretful.

If he had known this earlier, he would never have accepted the order to send troops. He thought that moving to Shanghai and destroying the Chinese anti-Japanese armed forces would be a good thing that would be effortless and would make him a lot of credit.

Now it seems that this is a big pit.

An accidental move.

Not only him, but perhaps the entire Sakata Regiment would be destroyed in Shanghai.

Doihara sighed and said:

"In order to be absolutely sure, I brought 20 well-trained agents with me. Facing Ye Feng, they had no chance to fight back. I guess other assassination attempts would be difficult to succeed."

Sakata looked very unhappy and asked, "Mr. Doihara, will my troops continue to enter Shanghai?" What he meant was that the Sakata Corps alone would be unable to resolve the anti-Japanese armed forces in Shanghai.

Doihara thought for a moment and said, "Sakata, after entering Shanghai, you must announce that if you are assassinated, then the thousands of people in Sakata's regiment will massacre Shanghai..."

As soon as these words came out.

Sakata, who was originally dejected, straightened his chest and became confident again.

He is confident.

After Ye Feng did not dare to assassinate him, Sakata led such an elite army of the Imperial Japanese Army to deal with the anti-Japanese armed forces of ragtag soldiers in Shanghai. He would definitely be able to win the battle and quickly wipe out the enemy.

the other side.

The action team led by Liang Long and Liang Hu, consisting of dozens of people, was being chased and beaten by hundreds of Japanese soldiers and was fleeing frantically for their lives.

"Damn it, these devils are so difficult to deal with. They are running in the mountains at the same speed as us."

Liang Long was covered in dust and complaining, looking very aggrieved.

He also knew that these hundreds of Japanese devils were all veterans who had experienced many wars, were rich in experience and had high combat skills.

They ran for two miles, but failed to kill many Japanese soldiers. Instead, people on their side kept falling down. More than a dozen people were killed or injured, and more than a dozen people did not keep up with the team, and their lives or deaths were unknown.

"Team leader, we can't keep running like this. We can't shake off the Japanese who are chasing us. It's best to find a place to fight back, buy time, and wait for support."

"As long as Brother Ye returns, with him around, a few hundred devils won't be able to do anything."

"Otherwise, our numbers will keep decreasing and everyone will die."

A young man next to him was talking breathlessly. Before Liang Long could give the order, there were suddenly a few "bang bang bang" sounds. The young man was shot several times. Three other people around him were also shot in the body, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

"kill!"

Liang Long was furious. He picked up his submachine gun and began to fire wildly at the people behind him, shouting:

"Don't run away, each of you should occupy advantageous terrain and fight back!"

Many team members were furious and had long planned to fight the Japanese to the death. Why should they be afraid of death?

As long as you can take one or two Japanese soldiers with you before you die, you will be making a profit.

No one wants to die in a cowardly way.

Even if it means death.

I also want to die heroically.

"Fuck it, fight, fight hard, we are fighting against the elite of the devil, who is afraid of who!"

"Revenge our dead brothers and let the devils know that we underground party members are not to be trifled with."

"Damn the Japs, if I don't show my power you really think we are sick cats."

"Hahaha, if we kill a few more devils, after we die, we can still face our ancestors with dignity even if we go to hell."

All of a sudden, the twenty or so people who were still alive opened fire in retaliation.

Even the few people who were shot in the hands lay in the grass, raised their guns with difficulty, and shot at the Japanese.

"puff!"

The battle was brutal. One member was hit in the chin by a bullet, his mouth cracked and blood flowed profusely.

But this member still gritted his teeth, did not lower his head, and continued to pull the trigger at the charging Japanese.

until...

His blood ran dry and he had to close his eyes, but he still maintained his fighting posture.

His fingers were still firmly pressing on the submachine gun.

"Suddenly..."

Even though the bullets were all used up, the submachine gun did not fall over, and the black muzzle was still pointed at the Japanese devils.

"Lao Liu, have a safe journey!"

Liang Long held back his tears and continued to fight, "Hit me hard, don't lose face for our ancestors, kill one and you'll get your money back, kill two and you'll make a profit, after we go down, we'll still be good brothers."

At this time, Ye Feng returned.

Looking at the members of the party organization who were not afraid of life and death, even if they were hit in the chest, their shoulders were pierced, and their arms were broken, they gritted their teeth, with a mouthful of blood, relying solely on an inextinguishable belief that the fight would not stop until they died, and they still kept shooting and fighting desperately with the Japanese.

Ye Feng's heart was filled with mixed emotions, and mist formed in his eyes.

The land of China.

It is these fearless warriors who dare to fight, with their young lives, their passion, and their beliefs and convictions, who support the backbone of the entire Chinese nation.