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1799, I am Yang Yue! Yes, that is Yang Yue!(2/4)

She keeps the body of a perfect jade to play her greatest role. Conquering the man in front of her is her greatest role.

"Where is Araki Yoshi?"

"I have no idea."

"I'm not interrogating you. I'm just asking you to tell him something."

"What's up?"

"I've set a trap for you."

"What?"

"I destroyed you two brigades in Yingdipo."

"What?"

"I'll tell you slowly."

Yang Yue patiently told her stories. Anyway, he has time now.

Asao Mai is his last target. Other targets should not be in the city. Even if he searches repeatedly, it will probably be of no effect.

Moreover, the noise is getting bigger and bigger now, and other Japanese spies must have received the news. They will hide more secretly. It is not that easy for him to "sniff" them. It is better to let them hide for a while. After a few days, they feel that it is okay, so they come out to move again. He takes action.

Anyway, Yang Yue remembered their aura firmly.

As long as they appear within three kilometers, he can sense it.

"You are lying."

"I won't believe it."

Hearing Yang Yue’s description, Asahi Wu shook her head.

Just you alone, destroy two Japanese brigades? Who do you think you are? Do you Yakira?

Swallowed all the two thousand Japanese troops in one breath?

But it was Yang Yue's description that deliberately concealed the artillery fire from Zhuimashan.

He took all his military achievements on himself and expressed his confidence that all the Japanese invaders were destroyed by himself.

Of course, Asao Mai doesn't believe it.

She is a wise woman.

She would not believe anything illogical.

"Give you a trick?"

"snort!"

"look!"

Yang Yue flipped his hands and took out a Browning pistol.

The light tail dance looked motionless.

Is the Chinese trick? Not rare.

Yang Yue smiled slightly.

Turn your hand and take out a table.

It's still a mahogany. It's very strong.

"Du!"

Put the Browning pistol on the table casually.

With a flip of his hand, there was an additional five-six semi-automatic rifle that had been opened with a gun.

Brand new.

Glossy.

Asahi Maki's eyes flashed.

What kind of gun is this?

She has never seen it before.

As an agent elite, she has a rich knowledge of guns.

On the battlefield in China, there are no guns that she doesn’t know. But what gun is it that Yang Yue took out?

"Semi-automatic rifle."

"Ten bullets."

A brief introduction.

Then put the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle on the table.

Turning his hand around, he took out an eight-one bar.

A brief introduction.

Then put it on the table.

Turn your hand and take out a 95 assault rifle.

A brief introduction.

Then put it on the table.

With a flip, he took out a Type 85 sniper rifle.

introduce.

Put it on the table.

Then there is the domestic m99 large-caliber sniper rifle.

Then there is the bazooka.

"This is a tanker."

“It’s also very good to shoot gun towers.”

The introduction is completed.

Put it on the table.

Oh, there is not enough table.

It was okay, and after turning his hand, he moved out two more tables. They were all mahogany.

Take out a Bren style light machine gun.

Take out a Maxim water-cooled heavy machine gun.

Take out an 82mm mortar.

Asao dance:...

Nani?

Is this a trick?

How can so many things be changed?

Can he hold so many things on his body?

Incredible...

I want to speak but stop.

I don't know where to start asking.

Then he saw Yang Yue take out a strange weapon, like a big tube?

"This is……"

"Single air defense missile."

"I shot down the plane of Tsukata attack."

Yang Yue casually introduced.

Asahi Mai's face changed suddenly.

What?

Used to masturbate?

Shooting down Tsukata Oku's plane?

sky!

Is this something?

Not an anti-aircraft machine gun?
To be continued...
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