Chapter 510: Thank you for your hard work, comrade. Goodbye!
Wang Chengzhu, who was in the second form of his digitized body, looked in the direction of the Japanese special agent soldiers and found that only one person was still crawling in a pothole on the ground, holding a submachine gun and staring directly at him.
Wang Chengzhu saw not only the soldiers of the Japanese special forces, but also the motionless people beside and behind him. Those people were wearing blue-gray or gray military uniforms with patches on their clothes. They were covered in camouflage gray like the soldiers of the Japanese special forces, but he saw
The difference between the yellow and green military uniforms that have no wear and tear on them is quite obvious.
In the mountains behind Yangcun late at night, the two sides temporarily stopped fighting during the night attack. There was no flashing light of muzzle fireworks. The twinkling stars in the sky were only enough for the soldiers of the Japanese special agent team and the soldiers of the independent regiment to see the dark mass on the opposite side.
Water-colored reflections with eyes. Although lanterns, torches, oil lamps and flashlights can illuminate the ground from a dozen to tens of meters away, everyone knows that the bright light in a night battle is either a bait or a living target. Aren't people??
??Fish, veterans who have military training and experienced battlefields and survived rarely have the opportunity to take the initiative to make low-level mistakes and take advantage of their opponents.
But Wang Chengzhu is an exception. There is a system that gives the game character a field of vision that is only visible to him. He can clearly see the situation within ten meters in front of him. Therefore, according to the satellite positioning skill mark and the clothes of the person lying on the ground, and the military uniform shape of the comrades in the new regiment
Not bad at all.
Based on this logical chain, Wang Chengzhu can determine that the retreating Japanese special forces have killed and injured nearly a hundred soldiers of the Kongjie Independent Regiment in the night attack in the mountains behind Yangcun.
When he thought that these soldiers lying motionless on the ground belonged to the same camp as Wang Chengzhu, an imaginary community consciousness instantly filled his mind. Without waiting for the suppressed memory of the original owner of the body to react, Wang Chengzhu strode forward and put the
The soldiers of the Japanese special agent team lifted him up from the ground. The tall man, who was more than 1.9 meters tall, was holding the collar of the Japanese soldiers who were more than 1.5 meters and less than 1.6 meters tall, which made the latter a little at a loss.
The soldiers of the Japanese special agent team were trained to be subdued, and they quickly reacted. They quickly raised their right hand holding the submachine gun, pulled the trigger towards Wang Chengzhu in front of them, and fired a series of long bursts of fire.
The expected splatter of flesh and blood and the sudden landing of the tall man did not happen. The soldiers of the Japanese special agent team saw a scene in front of them that did not conform to common sense - submachine gun bullets hit Wang Chengzhu, like water droplets falling on a calm lake, rippling.
Circle after circle of concentric ripples, and then, nothing more.
"You, are you a human or a ghost?" the soldier of the Japanese special agent team asked in shock. He did not have the loudness and calmness when sending a signal to Yamamoto Osaka at all. His feet were not touching the ground and the gun in his hand was ineffective, which obviously made him lose the dignity of a soldier.
of calmness.
Wang Chengzhu didn't expect that the Japs who were picked up would put up such a fierce resistance, and he couldn't help but secretly curse himself for his lack of combat experience. Fortunately, the digitalized body had high health, and its defensive attributes such as defense power, evasion rate, and health recovery speed were extremely impressive.
The damage caused by these submachine gun bullets hitting him at close range was not fatal, and a bottle of Remy's aid restored his health to full value.
Wang Chengzhu's left arm shook for a while, which made the little Japanese dizzy. He stretched out his right hand and pulled off the submachine gun held by the Japanese special agent soldier, and threw it to the ground far behind him. Then, he thought of the prisoner-capturing training.
The process was to pull off the collar badge on the soldier's uniform that might contain suicide poison, and put his right hand into the prisoner's mouth to feel for it. After confirming that there were no removable dentures hiding poison sacs, he started to disarm the soldier.
He took off his tactical vest and helmet, and took off the self-defense gun and dagger he had brought with him. Once he was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of being bitten by a snake and simply stripped off the upper body of the Japanese spy team soldier like a rope. He was shirtless and only had his lower body.
Wearing military trousers and boots, he looked much less threatening, so he was brought to the front by Wang Chengzhu for questioning.
Wang Chengzhu asked in Japanese in a low, slightly hoarse voice: "Which army do you belong to, and who is the military commander leading the team?"