The northwest wind penetrates into the mountains of southeastern Shanxi, whistling sharply among the mountains and valleys.

A few crows stood on the dead trees in the distance and chirped, seeming to cast an aura of death over Chenjiayu.

On a low hill five miles away from Chenjiayu, the Yamamoto special team stopped. Yamamoto Kazuki took out a compass and looked around with wary eyes.

Then, Yamamoto Kazuki waved to Captain Tanaka behind him, and Captain Tanaka walked behind him hunched over with a radio on his back.

Yamamoto Kazuki asked: "Is the direction correct?"

Captain Tanaka said: "Captain, the high-power radio station at the Eighth Route Headquarters has been sending reports, and the signal is getting stronger and stronger. It only takes half an hour to arrive!"

Yamamoto Kazuki asked: "Where is the battlefield observation group?"

Captain Tanaka replied: "The news just came from the Fourth Brigade that the observation group has gone to the observation location!"

"Hey!" Kazuki Yamamoto waved his hand, "Let's go!"

Then, the Yamamoto special team set off again and headed straight for Chenjiayu.

A special operations team of about 10 people arrived at Chenjiayu first and were about to go up the path. Suddenly the team leader stopped and gestured backwards. The special operations team behind him immediately picked up his submachine gun and looked around with a wary expression.

Back away slowly.

The team leader trotted all the way to Yamamoto Kazuki and paused: "Report to Colonel, there are traces of Chinese military activities ahead. They have laid mines on the path. If you want to pass by, you can only use a hook to climb up the cliff!"

Yamamoto Kazuki looked stern, picked up the telescope, looked around first, and then looked towards the cliff.

Yamamoto Kazuki, who had keen intuition, noticed something was wrong. The surrounding seemed too quiet.

However, he didn't care about this. He didn't look down on the Eighth Route Army troops who were poorly equipped, lacked ammunition, and looked like beggars.

Even if there is an ambush here, he believes that with his well-equipped special agents and fierce firepower.

Even if they faced a 500-strong Tubalu, their special agent team could easily defeat them head-on.

Kazuki Yamamoto ordered to the special forces team members behind him: "Combat Group 1, 2, and 3, enter!"

A special forces member ran out, knelt on one knee, and signed three times to the special forces member behind him.

More than thirty special operations team members crossed Yamamoto Kazuki and ran towards the bottom of the cliff.

At the bottom of the cliff, a team of Yamamoto agents removed the hook lock and threw it violently upwards.

After securing it, grab the rope and climb up.

On the cliff of more than 20 meters, more than ten Japanese soldiers from the first combat group climbed up in less than thirty seconds.

A soldier shouted in a low voice: "The Japanese are coming!"

Wei Dayong also discovered the Japanese. Without further ado, he immediately ordered: "Hit me!"

Da da da!

Da da da da da da!

Da da da da!

Immediately, more than 40 light and heavy machine guns screamed wildly, more than 80 submachine guns, and more than 100 38-guns also opened fire almost simultaneously.

The group of Japanese soldiers reacted almost simultaneously, rolling to both sides in different postures and firing back continuously during the roll.

He took out three firepower points of the special operations battalion with a few short bursts of fire from his submachine gun.

There was no place to hide on the edge of the cliff, and the airtight rain of bullets swept towards the Japanese.

The ten Japanese who climbed up first were instantly beaten into pieces.

The Japanese special forces members of the second combat group had just climbed to the edge of the cliff, holding the rope with one hand and opening fire with a submachine gun in the other.

However, the firepower of the special operations battalion was so strong that the Japanese were unable to raise their heads, and the bullets on the cliff were riddled with sand and rocks.

Wei Dayong took aim with the 98k. Just as a Japanese soldier wanted to fight back, he exposed his head a little, and Wei Dayong rewarded him with a bullet.

The rifle bullet penetrated the helmet, making a clear clanging sound, and penetrated the Japanese soldier's head, leaving a bloody hole in his forehead.

The two Japanese soldiers were also hit by machine gun bullets and fell off the cliff screaming.

The sniper teams ambushing on the hilltop also began to take aim and shoot.

Wang Xikui held the Type 97 sniper rifle, aimed it at the back of a Japanese soldier, then slightly raised the muzzle of the gun towards the wind, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

After a gunshot, the Japanese he was targeting was shot in the back and fell to the bottom of the cliff screaming.

"one!"

Wang Xikui had no expression on his face, pulled the bolt of the gun again, and pulled the trigger: "Two!"

Next to him, Yang Dahe put the Czech machine gun on his shoulder and fired short bursts. The bullet hit half the cliff, sending up a cloud of dust.

The second combat team of Yamamoto's special agent team, all screamed and fell to the bottom of the cliff under the call of the Spike Team and the Sniper Team.

At the same time, the artillery battery was also exerting force.

With the muffled sound of all the artillery being ejected from the chamber, the mortar shells made a sharp and strange roar in the air and hit the heads of the Japanese third combat group.

The third combat group had just climbed halfway when they saw their comrades above them screaming and falling down.

Feeling that the situation was not good, the third combat team grabbed the rope and slid down to the bottom of the cliff at an extremely fast speed.

As soon as it reached the bottom, it was simultaneously bombarded by mortar shells from the artillery battery.

Wang Chengzhu and his trained disciples covered almost the entire bottom of the cliff with the explosion range of the artillery fire.

Thick smoke and fire shrouded the entire Japanese Third Combat Group.

After three rounds of shells went down, as the smoke dispersed, there were no Japanese left standing.

More than twenty Japanese corpses were left at the bottom of the cliff.

Yamamoto Kazuki, who was watching this scene from a distance, suddenly turned pale.

Three elite combat teams were all shattered in one encounter?

Who is the commander of this Eighth Route Army?

Not only is the frontal firepower powerful, but it also has mortars and sniper positions set up, both of which are outside the range of one's own grenades!

Yamamoto Kazuki couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and once again confirmed the idea in his mind.

There are enemies in the Eighth Route Army who are proficient in special operations!

Vice-captain Miyano Mamoru lowered his head and said: "Colonel! The eight-way firepower is too strong, we should retreat first!"

"Baga!" Kazuki Yamamoto yelled angrily, "Retreat now, do you want the battlefield observation team to see the joke of our Yamamoto special agent team and the First Army?"

Yamamoto Kazuki's muscles all over his body were tensed, just like the last blow of a leopard when it pounces on its prey, and a surprisingly winning battle plan quickly formed in his mind.

"Miyano-kun, you lead the seventh combat team back to the flank, climb up from the cliff, and kill the enemy command post!"

Vice-captain Miyano Mamoru hesitated for a moment, then paused and said: "Hai!"

At the same time, Shen Quan used a telescope in the distance to see the scene of more than thirty Japanese being killed, and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, the special operations battalion fought beautifully, and our second battalion is not a coward, come to me!"

The machine guns screamed wildly, and the soldiers of the second battalion rushed towards the Japanese from both sides like a tide.

Yamamoto Kazuki and Miyano Mamoru suddenly changed their expressions.

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