A Japanese lieutenant stood in the backlight and stared at the fast-moving military card. After a moment, he said, "Captain, it seems to be the military card of our squadron."

"Nani?"

Tsukada Zha said with a puzzled look: "What are they doing here?"

The Japanese lieutenant thought for a while and said, "Maybe I want to send these stupid reporters a ride."

"Yosi! That should be true!"

Tsukadazha nodded because he really couldn't imagine anything other than this explanation.

Instead, the old devil's face darkened and scolded his subordinates next to him: "The warriors of the empire, send these stupid reporters to see God!"

"Hahaha! If you have a next life, remember, don't touch the bottom line of my great Japanese empire again!"

"Click!"

"Kakaka!..."

Hearing the order of the squadron leader Tsukatazha, the Japanese executioners pulled the bolts, raised the Type 38 rifle in their hands, and pointed the black muzzle at the reporters standing more than 10 meters ahead of them.

Instead of pulling the trigger immediately, they were waiting for Tsukadasha's final order.

"Shente, Shite! You cruel butchers, devil!"

“We are international land-occupying journalists, you cannot and do not have the right to execute us. You are a crime against international law!

Justice may be late, but it will definitely not be absent!

You demons will be judged by justice in the future. God will punish you and let you go to hell!"

"You dare to hurt us, I, the United States of Militaria, will not let you go. You will definitely pay the price for your actions today!"

"I, the British Empire, will not let you go!"

"I, the Third German Empire, will not let you go!"

"I'm the Soviet Union..."

Several reporters cursed the Japanese soldiers indignation, and several reporters tried to put pressure on Tsukadazha with their motherland.

There were also some reporters, such as Song Jiayi and others, who seemed very calm and stared at the Japanese executioner in front of them.

There was no trace of fear in their faces.

Because they knew very well that these Japanese devils had been brainwashed, had lost all their conscience, and did everything they could do.

They have never believed in force and butcher swords. Justice is simply bullshit to them, no, worse than bullshit.

Because the fart will smell at least for a while.

"Indeed, the current Japanese Empire does not want to, nor do they want to go to war with the country behind you.

But do you think anyone will know that you are dead at the hands of my Great Japanese Imperial Army?"

"You know, this is China, not my big Japan."

"Here, in addition to our great Japanese Imperial Army, there are also regular Chinese troops, guerrillas, Chinese military agencies, and even bandits."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, look, there are still many beauties among you, and the Chinese bandits will inevitably not be tempted."

Tsukada Zha didn't care about everyone's accusations and curses, and even a hint of enjoyment appeared on his face.

He is just an absolute change. No, to be precise, almost most Japanese devils have distorted their psychology after being brainwashed by military ideology.

Tsukada Zha is one of the best.

"You despicable guy, your conspiracy will definitely not succeed!"

"You will definitely go to hell!"

The reporters cursed again.

Tsukada Zha didn't care and said with a faint smile: "You can go with peace of mind, my Japanese Imperial Army will definitely avenge you afterwards.

Eliminate the regular army, guerrillas, military command agents and bandits in China.

Hahaha!"

After saying this, Tsukada Zha's face suddenly changed and he said with a grim voice: "Everyone is ready to execute the execution!"

As soon as Tsukadazha finished speaking, suddenly, with a "bang", a strange rifle bullet flew over in a certain direction not far away.

The bullet hit Tsukataza's head accurately as if he had eyes, and shot in from the center of his eyebrows, and then flew out from the back of his head.

With a "puff", the skull was lifted away, red, white, and blood sputtered with brain matter, making a Japanese lieutenant next to him full of his face.

“Uh…”

Before his death, Tsukata Zha let out his last scream and fell to the ground in pain. His head was blown by a bullet, and his face was beyond recognition and he died miserably.

No one on the execution ground expected this scene that suddenly happened before him.

The Japanese soldiers who were preparing to execute the execution were stunned when they saw the dead commander in front of them.

Especially the Japanese lieutenant who was sprayed with blood on his face, his face was full of horror and he had no idea what to do.

Some Japanese soldiers even thought that there was really God or justice that punished their squadron leader.

The reporters had already closed their eyes in despair and waited for a while, but the ghosts did not shoot.

He opened his eyes suddenly and witnessed this scene, so he immediately shouted: "God, it must be God who punished that damn butcher!"

The others followed and kept praying that their God would continue to judge these damn Japanese soldiers.

Only Song Jiayi seemed to have thought of something, turned her head slightly, and looked in the direction where the military vehicle was coming.

These Japanese devils are well-trained battlefield veterans. They hesitated for a moment, and soon another Japanese lieutenant took the lead in recovering.

"Baga, there are enemies lying in ambush nearby. Hurry up, hurry up, execute these damn reporters!"

"quick!"

"Hurry up!"

"puff……"

The Japanese lieutenant just shouted a few times, and another rifle bullet rushed over with the sound of wind tearing the air, hitting his head with great accuracy.

Because another Japanese soldier was on the same ballistic line as him, the bullet shot out from the other side of his head and then penetrated into the neck of another Japanese soldier with a "pop".

The blood instantly gushed out like tap water that costs money.

At this time, Yang Jing had already braked suddenly. With a "swish", the military tyres rubbed a long mark on the ground and stopped quickly.

Yang Jing pushed open the car door, rolled forward and jumped out of the cab.

Before the man could land, another bullet was shot out from the barrel of the Mosinnagan sniper rifle in his hand.

"puff!"

Another Japanese soldier died on the spot.

Long Yun, Xu Zhenxing, Xu Changqing and others also stopped the car.

Almost as soon as the car stopped, the special forces members and military service agents in the rear car rushed over and jumped down.

Then, he immediately rushed towards the direction where the Japanese were based on the combat formation and relying on the surrounding terrain as a cover.

The Japanese soldiers on the execution ground quickly reacted. One of the Japanese soldiers saw that they were not far away and said, "Baga! Those who are in those military cards are not the imperial army, but the enemy!"

"Stop them, hurry! Hurry up!"
Chapter completed!