"John? Is it John Barones?" When he heard the name John, Yu Yang immediately raised his head and looked at the sentry with some excitement. However, the hope reported by Yu Yang was not very high. After all, the American's name was repeated.
There are so many American soldiers named John on Guadalcanal now, if not 500, but 300.
"Yes, that's him. He is really brave. He led a few of his men and robbed several weapon boxes of the Army. All of them were M1 Garand. There was no need to continue to use this damn Springfield rifle.
You have to pull the bolt once every time you shoot!" After the sentry finished speaking, he pulled the bolt to check his weapon.
"My weapon feels older than my age, and the rifling is almost worn out. I feel like it is just a musket. Fortunately, I am just a sentry. If I go to the front line, I feel like I have hit the Japanese. That
The Japanese will be fine too!" The sentry kept complaining about his weapons, while Yu Yang listened with a smile.
When the guy finished complaining, he took out a cigarette and handed it over: "Where is John Barons' company? He and I are old friends!" After the sentry heard this, he took the cigarette handed over by Yu Yang and looked at it.
Brand: "What brand is this? I've never seen it before?" After finishing speaking, he lit the cigarette, took a sip and nodded: "This cigarette is really good!"
Yu Yang directly took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it over: "Take it if you like it. By the way, which army is the guy you mentioned in?"
"You asked John Barons, right? He is in Platoon B, Company A, Battalion A, Regiment C. I don't know which class he is in, but Regiment C seems to have gone to the front line. God bless him, maybe he is still alive.
You can see him!" The sentry took the cigarette handed over by Yu Yang with a smile and looked at it carefully.
"The packaging is really nice. Is it Japanese? It seems that Orientals like this guy. They call it a dragon? It looks like a bug to me, without even wings!"
Yu Yang smiled after hearing this: "I captured it from a Japanese officer, but don't you think their dragons are better-looking than ours? I think our dragons take off with the help of external forces.
It's more like a lizard with wings, but their dragon, look at it, is very elegant!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he heard footsteps coming from the entrance of the passage, turned his head and looked over, a few times
A US military officer walked down the passage.
"Where are these damn Japanese planes and our fighter jets? There are three aircraft carrier battle groups around us, why are we still being bombarded by the Japanese!" The leading officer complained loudly as he walked down, and Yu Yang looked over.
, this guy is a major general, an American general.
"Sir, our aircraft carrier battle group is fighting with the Japanese fleet and is currently unable to provide us with support. What is bombing us now is the air force taking off from several airports around the Japanese. However, the number is not very large. It should be over soon.
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"I hate the Japanese. How is the front line doing now? Can you hold on?"
"The third division has arrived at the predetermined position and replaced the second division. However, the C regiment of the second division suffered heavy losses. I have ordered them to repair near the No. 2 river and to prevent them from emerging from the woods.
The Japanese!”
"Very good, continue to contact the general headquarters. We need support now. We need more air support. We also need to contact the army command and ask them to stop watching the show and come over to support us!" After the US major general finished speaking,
He casually found a seat and sat down. He spotted Yu Yang from the corner of his eye and saw the pilot jacket Yu Yang was wearing. He snorted coldly.
Yu Yang ignored the general. After saluting, he casually found a seat and sat down. He silently counted the number of American troops in the basement. There were more than twenty people in total, most of whom were officers. The leader
It was the major general who just talked a lot of nonsense, and in addition there were four guards holding Thompson submachine guns.
Yu Yang silently changed the magazine of the Thompson submachine gun in his hand, then turned around and slowly changed the magazine of his M4A1. After loading the weapon, Yu Yang's eyes were always on
Staring at the four American guards in front of him, these four people will be the first to be dealt with later. These four people pose the greatest threat to him.
The Japanese bombing began, and explosions were heard above the head. The air-raid shelter was constantly shaking, but the building was very solid. The top of the head was all sealed with cement, and no soil fell. Yu Yang looked up and saw nothing but the top of the head.
Apart from the slight sway of the chandelier, there was nothing unusual. It seemed that this air-raid shelter was also built by the Japanese for military officers to take refuge.
"Which aircraft carrier are you from?" After a US military lieutenant colonel looked at the air raid shelter, he was bored. When he saw a stranger like Yu Yang in the air raid shelter, he immediately turned around and asked. The lieutenant colonel's words attracted everyone's curiosity.
All the Americans turned their heads and looked at Yu Yang.
Yu Yang stood up from his position, glanced at the lieutenant colonel, and scolded this guy over and over in his heart. Everyone was hiding from the Japanese bombings. You were hiding from yours, and I was hiding from mine. It was so good.
I have to ask, does Yu Yang know which aircraft carrier the American pilot named Mark he is impersonating belongs to? There are so many aircraft carriers in the US military, and Yu Yang doesn’t even know the names of several aircraft carriers that participated in the Guadalcanal Battle.
"Sir, I am..." Just when everyone was looking at Yu Yang, Yu Yang raised his head fiercely and shot the talkative officer directly to death. At the same time, he quickly turned the gun and pointed it at the United States not far away.
The guard pulled the trigger. The submachine guns in the hands of the four men were Yu Yang's biggest threat.
It only took less than seven seconds for a bunch of bullets to be fired. The M4A1 was used, but it did not kill all the Americans in the air raid shelter. After all, there were only thirty rounds of bullets, and the Americans were fighting each other.
The positions were superimposed, blocking Yu Yang's gun, and only killed more than a dozen Americans, while a few Americans were still alive.
Five or six seconds were enough for these Americans to react. Yu Yang swooped down and hid behind a table. At the same time, he took out the Thompson submachine gun that had been changed before and continued to fire it at the Americans opposite.
But these American soldiers and officers responded quickly and pulled the trigger at Yu Yang's position.
Except for two ordinary soldiers who survived, the rest were officers. They all carried pistols with them, and four or five pistols kept shooting at Yu Yang's hiding place.
