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

Chapter 549 Killing the Bloody Path

"Lao Niu, do you think that we are going to the Yan'an headquarters not by taking the back roads but by crossing the Central Plains in a high-profile manner? Is this a good thing or a bad thing?" Song Yu, who was evacuating the people away from the war, looked at the fierce gunfire in the center of the town with his eyelids twitching.

The town is not big.

However, it was an important material transfer station for the Japanese devils, heavily guarded and with fierce firepower.

At this time, it was Ye Feng alone who was fighting against the Japanese Kwantung Army Infantry Battalion.

one person.

VS

A large group of devils.

If something unexpected happened and their division commander was shot or injured in the explosion, how could they set out for Yan'an?

Niu Chujun said naively, "With the division commander's ability, he should be able to handle a large group of Japanese devils!"

Zheng Hua also came over and said, "The people have almost been evacuated. Should we go back to provide support?"

Song Yu said, "The battle is in full swing. Listening to the sound, it's all the Japanese devils screaming. If we go back, we might end up making things worse. We should obey the order of the division commander and wait outside for the reunion!"

At this time, Song Yu only hoped that Ye Feng could make smooth progress and quickly defeat the main force of the Japanese in the town.

That was the main force of the Japanese Kwantung Army, with fierce combat effectiveness and powerful firepower. Song Yu and his men only had four people, so even if they rushed over to support them, they wouldn't be able to help much and would instead become a burden.

After all, not everyone has the abnormal level of individual combat capability of a super agent like Ye Feng.

Small town battle.

At this point, the situation had already reached its most tragic stage. Every figure running on the street was almost stepping on corpses and blood.

The corpses on the ground were piled up layer upon layer.

The sewage ditches on both sides of the street were also filled with blood from the corpses. It was truly a horrific scene of blood flowing everywhere.

"Sir, we can't hold on. The Chinese are charging too hard."

"Our men are constantly falling down and dying. If this continues, our troops will be wiped out."

"Retreat. We can seek reinforcements from outside, and then we can encircle and suppress him when the main force arrives."

"Damn that Chinese guy! His shooting skills are so accurate. He doesn't need to aim at all. He just keeps pulling the trigger and he can kill our people."

"Baga, he can actually predict where the grenade will land. Who is this guy?"

"Yes, yes, is it the super agent in Shanghai?"

"Asshole, I know, he is Ye Feng, this guy's habit of killing people is to shoot them in the head."

"There is no one else in the world who can resist our infantry battalion by himself, except for the super agent."

"Where is the commander? He hasn't given the order to retreat yet. Does he want us all to die here?"

……

The Japanese captain could not hear what the soldiers said at all. He was far away, arranging the retreat of other officers and protecting confidential documents.

Even if the Japanese captain heard it and knew that the opponent they were facing was the super agent Ye Feng, he probably would not order a retreat. The reason was simple. This was a good opportunity to kill Ye Feng. Killing a super agent would be a huge achievement!

How could they retreat in the face of such huge ambitions? They would even order the entire army to attack!

"boom……"

After a series of grenade explosions, Ye Feng passed through the thick smoke, dodged left and right, avoided the Japs' machine gun fire, once again closed the distance, and rushed into the area where the Japanese soldiers were.

Close-range firefight is one of Ye Feng’s advantages.

Ye Feng also started the killing mode. He only had the enemy in his eyes and only one thought in his mind:

"Kill all the devils in this town!"

Faced with the siege of thousands of Japanese devils, Ye Feng rushed left and right, changing the guns in his hands one after another, giving people a sense of infinite bullets, as if no matter how many times he pulled the trigger, there were always an endless supply of bullets in the gun.

What made the Japanese even more frightened was that Ye Feng's shooting was so accurate. The submachine gun seemed to be firing in a random manner, and the bullets were sweeping out in a wide range, but each one was fatal and all of them were headshots.

The rifle in his hand also fired in the sweeping mode of a submachine gun.

In the end, when Ye Feng took out a light machine gun, the Japanese soldiers around him felt their scalps tingling.

"This guy is not a human. It seems like he is carrying a small warehouse on his body, with an endless supply of guns and bullets." Some Japanese soldiers looked pale and terrified, and their souls were screaming.

"Suddenly..."

"Suddenly..."

With the light machine gun in hand, Ye Feng killed people even faster. The muzzle of the gun kept moving and bullets were fired crazily.

Rows of Japanese soldiers were falling, and more than 90% of them were killed by headshots.

Even though Ye Feng was so cruel, the Japanese commander, the captain, still did not order a retreat.

Seeing this, Ye Feng, with blood all over his face, sneered a few times and continued to charge.

Just like Zhao Zilong in ancient times holding a spear, he killed his enemies seven times in and out, tirelessly and with blood boiling.

I don't know how long it took, but the gunfire finally stopped.

Ye Feng almost killed all the Japanese in the town, leaving only a few who were afraid of death and hid far away, not daring to show up.

"You, who are you?" The Japanese captain endured the pain and covered his chest where he was shot.

"Super Agent!"

Ye Feng stood there, covered in blood, like an indestructible god of death, his back tall and majestic.

"So, it turned out to be you. I didn't die unjustly. If I had known earlier, I would have ordered a retreat." The Japanese captain died, having bled to death. However, his head was tilted, and his face was staring at Ye Feng with wide eyes, showing an expression of frustration and unwillingness.

Looking at the streets, shops, gutters, and rooftops, there were shocking scenes of death everywhere.

Ye Feng's red eyes finally regained a bit of clarity, and then he walked towards a Japanese supply storage point, where there were dozens of Japanese guarding. Without saying a word, Ye Feng also sent the enemy to see the King of Hell, and took away all the supplies after their death.

The enemy's warehouse supplies.

Information about the military building.

Antique gold and silver in the devil’s house.

Office telephone radio.

……

Even the guns, ammunition and grenades on the corpses were taken away by Ye Feng one by one and put into the storage space.

Ye Feng knew that the Jin-Cha-Ji base area was facing a shortage of weapons and ammunition.

After doing all this, Ye Feng drove a truck and left the town.

If his storage space was not limited, Ye Feng would have wanted to take away all of the Japanese vehicles instead of simply blowing them up.

After Ye Feng and Song Yu and the other three reunited, the Japanese troops that were sent to reinforce the town also arrived.

on the way.

The two sides collided directly. Ye Feng did it on purpose and deliberately took this avenue route.

After all, the Japanese are now short of manpower, with more than 400,000 troops fighting in the southwest and northwest battlefields.

In addition, about 100,000 troops must be deployed to deal with the threat of anti-Japanese armed forces in the Shanghai, Jiangsu and Anhui regions.

With three fronts to fight, there are not many troops left in the rear.

The troops that came to support the town consisted of only an infantry regiment, but they decided to fight their way out.

Then we will walk and kill as we go to the Yan'an headquarters.