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He knew that person, but he was the big boss Miura who was respectful and obedient to serve every day. Speaking of which, his cheap master was really daring, not to mention a Japanese army captain, and even tied up the head of the Japanese army in Foshan.

Lin Yue took off the blood-stained tunic suit, took the new jacket that Jin Shan had lost, walked up to Miura, and patted his face.

After a few breaths, the Japanese army chief woke up slowly.

"Are you alive?"

When Lin Yue fell from the ring, he had just regained consciousness. Seeing the blood gushing from the chest of the tunic suit, he thought that Sato disobeyed his order and shot him black again. Afterwards, he was surrounded by crowds of people. He was hit on the back of the head with a hard object, passed out again, and when he woke up, he changed his position.

Lin Yue said: "Your Excellency, do you want me to die so much?"

Miura's face changed suddenly, not because of Lin Yue's question, but because of the authentic and fluent Japanese, which was still a very standard Kansai accent.

He can speak Japanese.

Before that...

Li Zhao also looked confused. He knew that Lin Yue was good at martial arts, to what extent, he was so good that he was a top master in the whole country. This cheap master is also fluent in Japanese.

Simply, monster.

"What are you plotting?" Miura felt like being tricked.

He clearly understands Japanese but doesn't show his talents, feigned death during the ring battle, and tied him here while taking advantage of the chaos. The whole incident is weird.

"What am I plotting?" Lin Yue glanced west.

Just at this time, a muffled sound came from afar, and the western sky lit up, billowing black smoke into the sky.

"There is……"

Miura's eyes stared straight at once. That direction, that distance, the place where the explosion happened was the munitions warehouse behind the Japanese Army Headquarters.

"It's you? Bastard!"

There is no reason why he can't figure it out now, it's not that he has a feeling of being played by someone, he is indeed being played by someone.

For this guy in front of him, there are only two words to describe him - sinister.

Law-abiding businessmen and big taxpayers are all cloaks used to hide people's ears. I am afraid that the Chinese guerrillas who attacked the southern wharf a few days ago are under his control.

He went to the Japanese Army Headquarters to learn martial arts, took down the southern pier to humiliate him, and directly contributed to the group arena. Then he pretended to be shot to arouse public anger and drew the main force stationed at the Japanese Army Headquarters to suppress them. , and took advantage of the chaos to kidnap him.

This interlocking, step-by-step chain plan really makes people speechless.

How on earth did he do it?

Just looking at the expression on Miura's face, Lin Yue knew what he was thinking, how did he do it? With the ability and resources, and being able to grasp the character traits of him and Sato, is it difficult to push things forward to today? It's not difficult, anyway, it doesn't seem difficult to him.

"You are such a despicable guy." Miura said coldly.

"Despicable?" Lin Yue sneered, "In the ring, I am very disciplined, but off the ring... I prefer to use this place."

He pointed to his head and stepped on Miura's chest: "Although I want those compatriots who lost their relatives in this war to kill you, but for the mission..."

His feet pressed down.

Miura opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood foam, shook his head, and died on one side.

Lin Yue called up the system menu, pulled down to the task list and took a look.

Stage task (five): kill Miura (completed).

The reward is still the same as the previous four times, 1 skill enhancement point.

Because there is nothing to upgrade, and the system has not issued the stage task (6), he quickly recovered, turned his face to see that Li Zhao was still in a daze, and couldn't help frowning: "Why don't you go quickly? Wait for that in Guangzhou." When the Japanese troops on the border came to impose martial law, it would be very difficult to leave.”

The Japanese army over there in Guangzhou?

What's the meaning? You must know that there is a brigade stationed in the Foshan area, with nearly a thousand Japanese soldiers. Even if the main traffic routes, wharf forces and railways are scattered, there are still three or four hundred people in the city. It is easy to suppress the riots of the citizens. Send reinforcements.

"Master...Master, what is this..."

Li Zhao wanted to ask something else, but Hu Wei, who was standing next to him, grabbed his shoulder and walked out without saying a word.

"Dispose of Miura's body." Watching Li Zhao leave, Lin Yue told Jin Shan to find someone else, fastened the square scarf covering his face, and walked out of the yard quickly, heading towards the Japanese Army Command.

...

"Hahaha……"

"Burn, burn their old den."

"Bastard, aren't you going to kill me? Come on, come on!" Brother Yong held a box cannon in his hand, kicked open the corpse of the Japanese soldier behind the bunker at the door, and sent a guy who was still panting to the west.

When the Japanese army just occupied Guangzhou, he once rescued a girl who was being chased in a panic, and knocked out two devils. Whoever wanted to be seen by the traitor turned his face and reported him.

Originally, a guy like him who dared to resist was going to be shot, but he was rescued by Lin Yue during the escort and survived. Now that he has a chance to avenge his revenge, he might as well do it desperately.

"Brother Yong, Brother Yong, they're back. Just like Master Lin said, the Japanese army sent a team of about a hundred people to fight the fire." Cui Dazhi's voice came from outside the door.

This guy used to go to Fenjin Hall to make troubles. After Lin Yue killed the Nanyang people, he lost his mind. In terms of level, the difference between the two is not a big river, but a sea area. Later, when the Japanese captured Guangdong, he lost his mind. Joined Lin's Trading Company.

"It's really quick to come back." Brother Yong glanced at the munitions warehouse that hadn't been completely burned down, and hurriedly called dozens of guerrillas to evacuate. However, Lin Yue's original words were that wars cannot be fought in a non-stop manner like his fighting style, the most important thing is to preserve strength.

When he led people to evacuate the Japanese army headquarters through the front door, he met Gao Lei and Jiang Qiang running towards this side with a few people.

"Quick, quick, quick...the devil is coming."

Brother Yong ordered everyone to withdraw from the alley next to him, and said to them, "Is everything arranged?"

Gao Lei nodded: "The layout is ready, enough for the little devil to drink a pot, do you still remember what Master said?"

Brother Yong certainly remembered that Lin Yue told him before the action that what they were going to do today was a series of firecrackers.

Reluctantly glanced at the still burning munitions warehouse, the three of them plunged into the deep alley.

After what happened today, he really convinced that kid.

First Miura was defeated, then the people rioted, and then the headquarters garrison went to the urban area to suppress it, leaving the compound empty of troops. They sneaked in through the secret tunnel dug in advance, and very smoothly destroyed the Japanese army's munitions warehouse.

Lin Yue not only predicted the development of the situation, but also had a clear picture of the deployment and firepower of the Japanese Army Command. Now, the Japanese army will suffer another dumb loss when they lose their commander and the backyard is on fire.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Brother Yong was thinking, when suddenly there was a continuous explosion sound from behind, and the flames and gunpowder smoke rose into the sky.

...

On the street in front of the headquarters, the tricycle was tilted on the side of the road, the tires had been severely deformed, and lines of blood snaked out from the head of the fallen corpse behind and poured into the low-lying area.

Farther away are the Japanese soldiers lying on the ground moaning and rolling. Some had their legs broken by the landmines, and some had their heads smashed by the rubble splashed by the explosion of nearby building ruins. Anyway, at least 30 of the 100-man troops were injured. indivual.

They heard the riots and rushed to the urban area to suppress them, but when they walked halfway, they found that their old nest had been taken away. Shao Zuo Oda decided to divide his troops into two groups. The buildings and ruins on the side exploded into a dizzy state.

Judging from the power of the mines and the model of the grenade, it is very similar to their own equipment.

You said that group of guerrillas, why are they so hateful?

The squad commander looked at the wounded on the ground with hatred.

...

The public riots cannot last long. The Japanese soldiers who came to suppress them fired a burst of shots, and then the leader, the major, was pierced through the forehead by a bullet from nowhere. Corpses of soldiers.

In the evening, the Japanese army team searching for the chief found the body of Dazuo Miura in a nearby dilapidated house. Judging from the injuries, he should have been trampled to death by the mob.

The dignified Japanese commander died just like that...

There were still sporadic gunshots until nightfall. It was not known whether the Japanese army was chasing the guerrillas or someone was hunting and killing the single Japanese soldiers.

In short, the whole day, Foshan was in turmoil.

The citizens who returned home stayed behind closed doors, waiting for the riots caused by the Japanese's dishonesty to subside.

Until the next morning, a thousand-man force from Guangzhou entered Foshan, and the situation finally eased.

After counting and counting, including officers such as Miura and Sato, the number of Japanese casualties in the city reached 230, and the munitions warehouse and ammunition depot were also blown up by the guerrillas. To put it bluntly, this is the worst loss for the Japanese army since they landed in Guangdong. a battle.

Of course, this does not refer to the number of casualties. What made the new Nakamura feel ashamed is that they lost so much, and the guerrilla who dared to attack the Japanese headquarters left only two corpses.

Martial law and preparations continued for several days.

Just when Colonel Nakamura finally freed up his hands to deal with the personnel involved, the staff officer sent him a document, and he was stunned after reading the contents.