He knew that person, and he was not the big boss Miura who had to serve him respectfully and obediently every day. Speaking of his cheap master, he was really brave. He plotted against a Japanese captain and even tied up the Japanese leader in Foshan.

Lin Yue took off the blood-stained tunic suit, took the new top that Jinshan had thrown over, walked up to Miura and patted his face.

After a few breaths, the Japanese colonel woke up.

"You're not dead?"

When Lin Yue fell from the ring, he had just regained consciousness. When he saw the blood gushing from the chest of the tunic suit, he thought that Sato had once again disobeyed his order and shot him. Then he was surrounded by a crowd of people. At this time, he didn't know who was there.

He was hit on the back of the head with a hard object and fainted again. When he woke up, his position had changed.

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

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

He actually knows Japanese.

Before then...

Li Zhao also looked confused. He knew that Lin Yue was good at martial arts. He was so good that he was one of the top masters in the whole country. He also knew that Mr. Lin was well versed in Chinese and Western knowledge and spoke English very well, but he never expected it.

This cheap master is also fluent in Japanese.

It's simply a monster.

"What are you planning?" Miura felt like he was being tricked.

He clearly understands Japanese but doesn't show any prowess. He faked his death during the ring battle and then took advantage of the chaos to kidnap him. The whole incident is weird.

"What am I planning?" Lin Yue glanced to the west.

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

"There is……"

Miura's eyes suddenly widened. That direction, that distance, and the place where the explosion occurred was the arms warehouse behind the Japanese military headquarters.

"Is it you? Bastard!"

Even now, there is nothing he can't figure out. It's not that he feels like he has been tricked, he has indeed been tricked.

There are only two words that can describe the guy in front of me - sinister.

He is a law-abiding businessman and a big taxpayer, but he is just a cloak used to hide his identity. He is afraid that the Chinese guerrillas who attacked the southern dock a few days ago are under his control.

He went to the Japanese Army Headquarters to compete in martial arts, took down the southern pier and humiliated him, directly promoted the arena match, then pretended to be shot to arouse public outrage and lured the main force stationed at the Japanese Army Headquarters to suppress him, then took advantage of the opportunity to blow up the arsenal and burn the headquarters.

, and took advantage of the chaos to kidnap him.

This chain of interlocking and step-by-step plans really makes people speechless.

How on earth did he do it?

Just by looking at the expression on Miura's face, Lin Yue knew what he was thinking and how did he do it? With the ability and resources, and the ability to grasp his and Sato's character traits, was it difficult to push things to where they are today? Not difficult, right?

It's not difficult in his opinion anyway.

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

"Are you despicable?" Lin Yue sneered: "I follow the rules in the ring, but off the ring... I prefer to use this place."

He pointed to his head and stepped on Miura's chest: "Although I would rather have those compatriots who lost their loved ones in this war kill you, but for the sake of the mission..."

His feet pressed down.

Miura opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His head shook, tilted to one side and died.

Lin Yue called up the system menu and scrolled down to the task list to take a look.

Stage mission (5): Kill Miura (completed).

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

Because there was nothing to upgrade, and the system had not issued stage task (6), he quickly came to his senses, turned his face and saw that Li Zhao was still in a daze, and frowned: "Why don't you leave quickly? Wait for Guangzhou.

The Japanese troops on the border came to enforce martial law, and it would be very difficult to leave again."

The Japanese troops in Guangzhou?

What do you mean? You must know that there is a brigade stationed in Foshan area, with nearly a thousand Japanese troops. Even if the dock troops and railways are dispersed due to the control of traffic arteries, there are still three to four hundred people in the city. It can be said that it is easy to suppress the citizen riots. Why?

Guangzhou needs to send troops for reinforcements.

"Master...Master, what exactly..."

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

"Dispose of Miura's body." After watching Li Zhao leave, Lin Yue told Jinshan to speak to the others, tied up the face-covering scarf, and quickly walked out of the yard towards the Japanese headquarters.

…

"Hahaha……"

"Burn, burn down their lair."

"You bastard, don't you want to kill me? Come on, come on!" Brother Yong held a box cannon in his hand, kicked open the Japanese corpses behind the bunker at the door, and sent the still breathing guy to the west.

When the Japanese army first occupied Guangzhou, he once rescued a girl who was being chased in a panic and knocked out two Japanese soldiers. Who thought that the traitors would see this, so they turned around and reported her.

Originally, a guy like him who dared to resist would have been shot, but he was saved by Lin Yue during the escort and survived. Now that he had a chance to get revenge, why not do it to the death?

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

This guy had made trouble in Endeavor Hall before, but after Lin Yue killed the Nanyang people, he ran out of ideas. In terms of level, the difference between the two was not a big river, but a sea. Later, when the Japanese captured Guangdong, he

Entered Lin's Trading Company.

"You came back so fast." Brother Yong took a look at the munitions warehouse that had not been completely burned down, and quickly called for dozens of guerrillas to withdraw. Although he wanted to fight with the enemy's squad with real swords and guns,

However, Lin Yue's original words were that war cannot be as continuous as his fighting style, and preserving strength is the most important thing.

When he and his men were evacuating the Japanese headquarters from the front gate, they met Gao Lei and Jiang Qiang running this way with a few people.

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

Brother Yong ordered everyone to evacuate from the alley next to him, and said to the two of them: "Is everything arranged?"

Gao Lei nodded: "The arrangements are complete, enough for the little devil to drink a pot. Do you still remember what the master said?"

Brother Yong certainly remembered that Lin Yue told him before the operation that what they were going to do today was called a firecracker.

After reluctantly taking a look at the still burning munitions warehouse, the three of them plunged into the deep alley.

After what happened today, he really admired that kid.

First, Miura was defeated, then there was a popular riot, and then the headquarters garrison went to the city to suppress it, leaving the compound empty of troops. They sneaked in through the secret passage dug in advance and successfully destroyed the Japanese army's munitions warehouse.

Lin Yue not only predicted the development of the situation, but also had a clear understanding of the troop deployment and firepower points of the Japanese military headquarters. Now, the Japanese army had to suffer another loss when it lost its commander and a fire broke out in the backyard.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Just as Brother Yong was thinking about it, a series of explosions suddenly sounded from behind, and fire and gunpowder smoke rose into the sky.

…

On the street in front of the headquarters, a three-wheeled motorcycle lay crooked on the side of the road, its tires had been severely deformed, and lines of blood snaked out from the heads of the bodies lying behind and poured into the low-lying areas.

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

indivual.

They heard about the popular riot and rushed to the city to suppress it. However, when they got there halfway, they found that their lair had been taken away. Major Oda decided to divide his troops into two groups, one to suppress the mob and rescue Colonel Miura, and the other to return to the headquarters to put out the fire. As a result, they were used by others.

The buildings and ruins on the side were blown away.

Judging from the power of the mines and the model of the grenades, they look very much like our own equipment.

Why are the guerrillas so hateful?

The team commander looked at the wounded all over the place and his teeth itched with hatred.

…

The public riot could not last long. The Japanese soldiers who came to suppress them opened fire for a while, and then the leading major was hit in the head by a bullet from an unknown source. The crowd dispersed in a hurry, leaving only about thirty Japanese soldiers in the originally lively arena area.

Soldier's body.

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

The dignified Japanese commander died like this...

Until nightfall, there were still sporadic gunshots. It was not known whether the Japanese troops were chasing the guerrillas or whether someone was hunting lone Japanese soldiers.

All in all, Foshan was in turmoil for the entire day.

The citizens who returned home stayed behind closed doors, waiting for the riot caused by the Japanese to be dishonest to subside.

It was not until the next morning that a thousand-man troop from Guangzhou entered Foshan, and the situation finally eased.

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

of a battle.

Of course, this does not refer to the number of casualties. What shamed the newly arrived Nakamura Osakabe was that they had suffered such heavy losses, and the guerrilla group that dared to attack the Japanese headquarters only left two corpses.

The martial law and preparation work lasted for several days.
Chapter completed!