Bright Sword: Old a Special Soldier, Killed the Japanese Invaders and Accumulated Divine Honors

Qin Yangming lay on the ridge and saw clearly the intersecting route of Yamamoto's special agent team through the four-fold mirror. He almost laughed angrily. That's it? Also known as the elite of the Japanese? Back then, he was training Pumpkin at Lao A. In terms of infiltration and infiltration alone, the passing mark was two levels higher than this. He casually selected a recruit with the best marksmanship and pointed at the commander at the foot of the mountain who was wearing a sword: "If you see him, shoot him." Zhang Dabiao carried the newly captured Type 92 heavy machine gun and grinned at Li Yunlong: "Commander, Captain Qin, this is not a war, he is giving Yamamoto a damn lesson." Li Yunlong glared: "What nonsense, hurry up and let the cooking team stew the meat! Whoever doesn't give me all the money that Yamamoto has today, no one can get off the table!" Gunshots rang out in the distance, and the special agent team's retreat had been blocked by Duan Peng and his second platoon. Yamamoto Kazuki finally realized that he was not hunting him - someone was using him to train soldiers. Li Yunlong grabbed the phone and shouted at the brigade headquarters at the top of his lungs: "Brigadier! My new regiment hasn't opened yet, and Yamamoto's bastard self has arrived! Just tell me whether you will let me have a good time in this battle!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.