Tanavaro looked a little embarrassed.

He appeared in front of Zhang Yong almost crawling.

There is no way, he has indeed encountered an opponent this time. He cannot solve it in a short time.

lost heavily.

Still very frustrated.

"What are you doing here?" Tanavaro was not very happy.

Now is the time for him to be embarrassed.

He doesn't want to see anyone.

The whole body is covered in dust and cobwebs.

God knows which dog hole it crawled through.

I dare not walk on the main roads or alleys.

Worried about being killed.

He couldn't tell where the Japanese invaders were hiding. He couldn't tell how many Japanese invaders there were.

What if the Japanese invaders were always lurking and no shots were fired?

The safest way is to drill a hole.

"I'm here to catch Japanese spies." Zhang Yong replied calmly.

"I don't know what the situation is now." Tanavaro said angrily, "It's useless for you to come."

"No. It's useful. I know there are three more Japanese invaders."

"several?"

"Three."

"Why do you know?"

"Not only do I know there are three Japanese invaders, I also know their specific locations."

"real?"

Tanavaro suddenly felt energetic.

Is this Zhang Yong so magical? He didn't quite believe it.

Although there are rumors outside that this guy started his career by catching Japanese spies. He has caught many, many Japanese spies.

However, he did not witness Zhang Yong's magical ability after all.

Being able to sense how many Japanese invaders there are and where they are. In other words, this is no longer as simple as magic. It is purely perverted!

"Bring the sharpshooter and follow me."

"good."

Tanavaro cheered up.

The biggest trouble he faced just now was the unknown situation of the enemy.

The Japanese invaders lurked in at night and killed several Italians, making it impossible to judge the enemy's situation.

In order to find out how many enemies there were, we suffered heavy losses.

Now, knowing the number of enemies and their exact location, isn’t it easy to capture them?

Immediately summon a group of capable subordinates.

"Two people are enough." Zhang Yong said, "Use a rifle."

"How is this possible?" Tanavaro frowned.

"That's enough." Old God Zhang Yong was there, "It's no use having too many people."

"Okay." Tanavaro reluctantly accepted.

Pick two riflemen immediately.

Zhang Yong noticed that the rifles they carried were a bit special.

"This is……"

"Beida M35, semi-automatic."

"Semi-automatic?"

Zhang Yong took it over curiously.

It was really, really rare. He had never seen it before.

The caliber seems to be 5mm. The magazine capacity seems to be 15 rounds? I don’t know the details.

In his memory, the two most famous semi-automatic rifles of World War II were the Garand from the United States and the SVT-40 from the Polar Bear.

Others do not exist in the memory. It means nothing.

However, in fact, at that time, semi-automatic rifles were also coming out in other countries one after another. However, due to various reasons, they were not mass-produced or installed. Even the Garand, the current installation speed is very slow.

.Only tens of thousands of units may be equipped in a year.

It was after the attack on Pearl Harbor that the United States went to full power to carry out all-round military production, and the output of Garand soared. Even so, it could not keep up with the needs of the army. As a fourth-class naval officer, Ma Run had to wait until

It was 43 years later that the first batch of Garand semi-automatics were obtained.

At the time of Guadalcanal, most of the naval forces were still pulling big bolts.

Only John Basilone has a chance to become famous in one fight.

In the team that pulls big bolts, the heavy machine guns are too powerful.

Otherwise, if they are all Garands, the machine gunners will be basically useless.

In the later period, the infantry squad of the US military was formed, and the main firepower was the Garand. Without machine guns, it was nothing. The original positioning of the BAR was an automatic rifle.

"What? Do you want it?" Tanavaro immediately sensed a business opportunity.

"Yes." Zhang Yong nodded.

"$150 each."

"What?"

"I'll give you a special price. $150 each."

"roll!"

Zhang Yong immediately refused.

Just kidding. What a money grab! $150 each!

Garand is not that expensive. I can't afford it.

Semi-automatic rifles at that time were almost all expensive. The mold cost was high and the output was small, so the price of a single gun was naturally high.

An ordinary bolt-action rifle, such as the Springfield M1903, costs up to $20.

It’s still CIF price. Delivered to you. Bullets are also included!

Perhaps, this is also the reason why the armies of various countries are unwilling to change their uniforms on a large scale. It is really expensive. Military expenditures are never enough.

Move forward stealthily.

Roundabouts.

You need to go around to the outermost area to avoid being attacked by the Japanese invaders.

Tanavaro wanted to speak several times, but finally held back.

Finally, Zhang Yong stopped.

He found the shooting angle.

I raised the telescope and saw the Japanese invaders very clearly.

Hand the telescope to Tanavaro.

After seeing it, Tanavaro finally felt relieved.

All the original doubts and doubts disappeared. I finally believed in Zhang Yong’s magic.

The targets of the Japanese invaders were eliminated as never before.

Raise the gun.

aim.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Two crisp gunshots.

After a while, the red dot disappeared. One was successfully obtained.

"good!"

"good!"

Tanavaro was very happy.

Hold up a finger.

Zhang Yong:???

"I'll give you a Beda 35 semi-automatic rifle."

"Thanks."

Zhang Yong nodded.

I thought, you are really generous.

It's only worth $150 for me to help you take down a deadly threat.

However, something is better than nothing.

To kill the Japanese invaders, you have to kill them even if there is no benefit. You can do it even if you pay them money.

continue.

Go find the second Japanese invader.

Still moving forward in twists and turns, looking for the best shooting angle.

turn up.

Raise the telescope. The target is clear.

He handed the telescope to Tanavaro. After reading it, Tanavaro immediately waved his hand.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Two more gunshots were heard.

The Japanese invaders were killed on the spot.

Three Japanese invaders, the last one is left.

This Japanese invader was the double-gun general who owned two Browning pistols.

It was very calm and did not move in a panic.

On the contrary, it is better hidden.

Zhang Yong repeatedly searched for the shooting angle, but could not find it.

The nearby wall blocks the shooting angle, unless you are facing a sniper head-on.

what to do?

There is a way.

Approach from the side. Use a wooden handle grenade to deal with it.

This time, Zhang Yong took matters into his own hands.

Approach quietly...

50 meters……

40 meters…

Zhang Yong took the grenade, pulled the string, and threw it.

"Whoosh!"

Grenade hand.

At the moment of taking action, Zhang Yong had a slight feeling.

It seems that my strength has indeed improved. I didn't feel it before. I felt it when I threw the grenade.

"boom……"

The grenade exploded.

There was a slight deviation. It didn't hit the target.

To be precise, it didn't fall directly next to the target. It was a little further away.

However, the target Japanese invader could no longer remain calm. It knew that it had been exposed, so it had to roll over and try to leave its original position.

result……

Snapped!

Snapped!

Gunshots were fired.

The Japanese invaders were killed on the spot.

This time it was its turn to be discovered and then hit.

All nearby red dots disappear.

Zhang Yong gestured to indicate that all the Japanese invaders had been killed.

The remaining Italians can take the lead.

"No more?" Tanavaro was still a little worried and didn't dare to take the lead easily.

"No more." Zhang Yong replied affirmatively.

Tanavaro sent the signal.

Indicates that all enemies have been destroyed.

Other Italian talents gradually emerged.

Sure enough, there was no gunshot.

All Japanese invaders were wiped out.

Zhang Yong quickly stepped forward to check the Japanese invaders in front.

Tanavaro followed hastily.

Come to the corpse of the Japanese invader, squat down and touch the corpse.

Not found.

Nothing at all.

Just a pistol and bullets.

Paralyzed, poor! Deserve it! Bah!

Tilted head.

Watch the Japanese invaders carefully.

It is impossible to tell whether he is from a large family.

At this time, two other corpses of Japanese invaders were also dragged over. They were judged to be veterans of the Japanese invaders.

In addition, the bodies of three Japanese invaders were also dragged over, which had been eliminated by the Italians before. The Italians killed more than a dozen, but they also killed three Japanese invaders.

The weapons and ammunition of the Japanese invaders were also gathered together and sent directly to Zhang Yong.

Italians don't care about Japanese weapons. They think it's very unlucky.

Zhang Yong:……

Okay. I'll accept them all. I'm not afraid of bad luck.

The Browning M1935 is definitely a good gun. But the Italians have their own Beretta.

Who says Italians are not patriotic? They only use weapons from their own country. And their country is also capable of providing sufficient weapons.

The Beretta M1934 pistol is also a good gun. There is also the famous Beretta 92F in later generations...

"Da da da……"

"Da da da……"

Tanavarro picked up his submachine gun and smashed all the corpses of the Japanese invaders.

There were also people who dragged wolf dogs up and ate all the crushed corpses. The main task was to crush the bones and spread the ashes. No ashes were left.

But in the battle just now, several wolfdogs raised by the Italians were killed.

Therefore, those ferocious wolf dogs also wanted revenge.

Zhang Yong turned a blind eye.

It's a routine operation. He's used to it.

The Japanese invaders were not good people. These people from Sicily were not good people either.

Not even Zhang Yong himself is a good person.

Because there are no good people in this industry. Good people are not suitable for this industry.

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

The Italians started roaring like crazy.

At this moment, they should be called by their proper name: Sicilians.

After suffering such a big loss, the Sicilians certainly cannot give up.

"Show me some Japanese people."

"What?"

"I want to kill a few more Japanese."

"this……"

"Don't worry, mother-in-law. Point me to a Japanese, and I'll give you a Beida M35..."

"good."

Zhang Yong immediately agreed.

Seems like a good thing?

Not only did some people help him kill the Japanese invaders, but he also gave rewards to each one he killed.

The key is that it can also increase the hatred between Sicilians and the Japanese invaders. In the future, even if Mussolini forms an alliance with the Japanese invaders, the Sicilians will fight against him.

"Bring someone with me. But not too many."

"Will five be okay?"

"OK."

Zhang Yong nodded.

Tanavaro then named five people.

They are all menacing and ferocious. Their eyes are very cold.

You can tell at a glance that everyone has at least a few lives in their hands. Maybe dozens. Or even hundreds.

The Japanese invaders killed people without blinking an eye, and these guys in front of them were no less generous.

The battle just now embarrassed them. They must regain their place.

"Come with me!"

Zhang Yong led the way.

There are indeed a few red dots on the periphery of the map.

However, Zhang Yong's target was not them. It was outside the concession.

The Japanese invaders in the concession were not challenging. Only the area near Hongkou...

etc!

Suddenly, three red dots appeared.

The map showed that three people were driving: two in front and one in the back.

As soon as my mind moved, it was them.

"There are three Japanese invaders driving a car..."

"go!"

Tanavarro didn't hesitate.

He was so angry now that he had to kill the Japanese to vent his anger.

The Japanese actually broke into the Italian street and went wild. Where did this put his face? It was like a slap in the face of Tanavaro.

If he wants to continue to hang out, he must take revenge severely. Ten times, a hundred times revenge!

"Okay. Get in the car."

"I'll drive!"

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

Tanavaro then drove.

Of course Italians have their own cars.

It's still a Fiat brand. It looks average but has super horsepower.

At that time, Fiat still had great advantages in terms of engines. The main focus was on powerful engines.

"Three people. Two in the front row and one in the back row."

"Everyone has a gun. They're all rifles..."

Zhang Yong introduced the situation.

It's a little strange that these Japanese invaders actually used shell guns?

What kind of Japanese invaders are they?

Gradually getting closer. But there is no more information.

"The target is three streets away."

"Go through this way..."

Zhang Yong indicated the direction.

Soon, the target vehicle appeared.

It's a black Buick sedan.

Tanavarro stretched out his hand and waved to the vehicle behind him.

The Fiat car behind immediately accelerated and overtook it. Then it faced the Buick car and crashed directly into it.

Zhang Yong:???

No. Is it done now?

You guys should be more professional! Find a corner and bump into it again!

The target vehicle turns a corner, slows down, and crashes into it...

However……

"boom……"

There was a loud noise.

Another car had been hit. The scene was chaotic.

The violent impact pushed the Buick directly against the wall on the street. The Japanese invaders were inside.

Zhang Yong:……

Forget it. I'm just watching the fun.

He doesn't need to be responsible for charging into battle. Those Sicilians will take care of it.

Sure enough, the Sicilian in front got out of the car with a gun.

Tanavaro also stopped the car, got out of the car, and carried a gun.

Zhang Yong Shi Ran got off the car.

He was just watching the excitement and was not in a hurry.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

There was a violent burst of gunfire.

But it was the Sicilians who opened fire wildly on the Buick sedan.

Zhang Yong:???

No. Did you shoot directly?

Why don't you go up and ask? At least say hello...

Forget it. It's too late to say anything.

After a burst of gunfire, the three Japanese invaders in the car were shot dead on the spot.

The Buick sedan was also full of bullet holes.

Zhang Yong came up from behind.

examine.

Open the car door.

I saw a metal box in the back seat.

Then open the trunk of the car. There are also two metal boxes, both with seals.

Curious. What's inside?

"Pooh!"

Tanavaro spat hard.

Only then did Zhang Yong discover that these three Japanese invaders were all wearing work clothes.

There is also a Japanese logo on the back of the work clothes.

Are you from Taisho Bank?

Well……

Lucky hit.

I actually met someone from Taisho Bank.

Then the Sicilians killed them all.

Pry open a metal box. All the contents are Japanese yen.

A box full. Maybe tens of thousands? Or hundreds of thousands?

Three tin boxes, maybe half a million?

"It's the Japanese Taisho Bank."

"Well done!"

Tanavaro was still unsatisfied.

He thought they were ordinary Japanese people. Not satisfying.

It turned out to be the Japanese Taisho Bank. That was the right thing to kill. He just wanted to warn the Japanese.

Dare to break into the Italian street and kill people. He Tanavaro is not a vegetarian.

"A few more."

"More?"

"Of course. I have a dozen brothers dead. I want the Japanese to take their lives. If one of us dies, the Japanese will die ten!"

"this……"

Zhang Yong looked at the map silently.

Okay. Since your requirements are so high, I will barely satisfy them!

Give the three iron boxes to Wei Fangquan and others to take back.

Anyway, he, Zhang Yong, was not afraid of revenge from the Japanese invaders.

Yes, I am involved in this matter. Why? Do you still want to complain?

Who to complain to?

League of Nations? You have withdrawn from the League of Nations?

Complain to Chiang Kai-shek?

Haha. What a big face! I feel sorry for you!

If you can't beat me, just complain!

It is estimated that Kenji Doihara will be laughed to death! He will not be able to hold his head up in the future.

Since the Italians want to create a big one, then give them full satisfaction. They are responsible for killing people and making money for themselves.

His eyes rolled.

Got it!

[To be continued]

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Chapter completed!