After Li Yunlong led the team to transfer, Zheng Yingqi called Qin Feng aside and asked in a low voice: "You kid are crazy?"

"Hehe," Qin Feng said with a chuckle: "It's a rare opportunity to deal with the Japanese special attack team. How could I not be present for such a lively matter?"

"You boy..." Zheng Yingqi was so amused and moved, but he could feel this sincerity!

Let’s talk about Yamamoto’s side.

Yamamoto looked at the Eighth Route Army positions not far away with a dark face. He was now 50% sure that the Eighth Route Army had retreated - but he didn't dare to gamble!

The entire special attack team has only a hundred people in total. After fighting in Chenjiayu for so long, the special attack team has lost more than a dozen people. However, since the Eighth Route Army has been hanging on, his special attack team has lost more than twenty people. Now the entire special attack team has less than seventy people. If they suffer another serious loss, they will be injuring!

"Your Excellency, what should we do?"

Faced with the tactical guidance request from his subordinates, Yamamoto became entangled. After weighing the pros and cons, Yamamoto gritted his teeth and made a decision to attack again.

Inside the position, Zheng Yingqi looked at the special attack team launching its offensive team and sneered: "Ha, the Japanese are not giving up!"

"Yamamoto is so shameless," Qin Feng said with a wicked smile: "As far as I know, this grandson was arrogant and domineering after taking out the special attack team. He often shouted to kill Chongqing to behead him. As a result, in his eyes, the eighth route of the Tuya Line. Do you think he can hold on his face?"

"When you say this, I think I'm a little bad. I've just slapped someone in the face." Zheng Yingqi said with a smile.

Are you a little bad?

It's a pity that you can say!

Qin Feng slandered in his heart, are you still a little bad?

Ignoring Zheng Yingqi's "reservedness", Qin Feng looked at the Japanese offensive line and muttered: "The Japanese are really careful this time, and they must be afraid that there will be ambush!"

"Bibi's gun technique?" Zheng Yingqi signaled Zhao Shuanzi to come over, took off the Japanese 97th style that Zhao Shuanzi carried and handed it to Qin Feng. Qin Feng said excitedly: "Okay!"

Zhao Shuanzi looked unhappy, Qin Feng patted Zhao Shuanzi and said, "Little brother, don't be unhappy, I'm consecrating your sniper rifle! I've fired a gun and killed the Japanese one by one!"

Zheng Yingqi endured the urge to kick Qin Feng and took over the 97 sniper that Duan Peng was carrying. The two of them occupied two good sniper positions, one left and one right.

Bang bang

A crisp single gunfire kept sounding. In the range far beyond the range of the submachine gun, the two sniped the Japanese devils who were tempted to attack. After killing four people one after another, they attracted the attention of the Japanese snipers. These Japanese snipers wanted to show their own excellence and planned to let the Eighth Route Army see what a real sniper is.

Unfortunately, what they didn't know was that the two snipers they faced were gun kings who had received specialized and systematic training in later generations, and they were very tacit. Zheng Yingqi deliberately lured Japanese snipers to shoot. After the other party was exposed, he was named by Qin Feng. After the two snipers died one after another, the Japanese were completely timid and dared not attack again.

Six people were lost in vain, including two precious snipers. They couldn't afford the loss and the price - the key is that the cost performance is not cost-effective!

After a rare silence for a while, Qin Feng asked Zheng Yingqi: "Guess what the Japanese are doing?"

"Everyone knows that you are closing your eyes, you are taking a detour."

"Then when are you going to wait?"

"Should wait for another half an hour," Zheng Yingqi said with a smile: "You have to let the Japanese run back more, otherwise I'm sorry for their threats and detours. As a human being, it's better to be kind!"

Qin Feng looked at Zheng Yingqi in shock, kind-hearted?

Can you have something to do with kindness?

Zheng Yingqi then started to leave a message:

Yamamoto, thank you for winning a precious opportunity for our troops transfer. Please allow me to express my gratitude to Yamamoto on behalf of the Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment. To express my gratitude, if I encounter Yamamoto's troops in the future, our troops will retreat thirty miles to express my gratitude.

Looking at Zheng Yingqi's message, Qin Feng laughed and said, "Yamamoto will vomit blood."

"I heard that vomiting blood regularly is beneficial to your health."

"I guess, Yamamoto doesn't want to kill this kind of health." Qin Feng observed a moment of silence for Yamamoto. It would be strange if he could make him feel better with his opponent Zheng Yingqi! I hope your special attack team can persist until the Battle of Heiangele in the original plot.

"Prepare to withdraw." Zheng Yingqi started to arrange the arrangements. Monks and Duan Peng went down to assemble the troops. Taking advantage of the lack of people, Qin Feng asked in a low voice: "Old Zheng, let me tell you the brothers. We are always taking over people everywhere. Did you keep the note?"

"What notes?" Zheng Yingqi asked in surprise: "Do you think I am the kind of person who keeps notes?"

Zheng Yingqi said as he left the written note on the position and carefully pressed it with a stone. Qin Feng, who was standing beside him, was no longer able to complain.

...

Yamamoto was always paying attention to the movement at the exit of the ravine, and was also waiting for the emergence of the clamping troops - it has been confirmed that the main force of the Eighth Route Army has withdrawn. It is precisely because of the withdrawal that Yamamoto was unwilling to waste his troops. Now he was holding his breath and waited for the troops that were attacking by the detour to appear, and the inside and outside took the cut off the Eighth Route Army and let out a breath!

However, just as he was thinking that the detour troops would appear behind the ravine in about twenty minutes, the Eighth Route Army in the telescope began to evacuate in a swagger!

"asshole!"

Yamamoto was so angry that he wanted to chop people, but unfortunately he didn't have a sabre, so he could only kick the huge rock that could not be kicked angrily, and signaled the troops to chase.

At the exit of the ravine, the position was empty, leaving only tricky fortifications.

A team member had a sharp-eyed eye and found the note left on the scene. After taking it, he flew to Yamamoto: "Colonel, there is a note here!"

Notes?

Yamamoto took the note, and of course he knew Chinese characters with China. He did not let Zheng Yingqi throw his charming eyes to the blind man. But looking at the contents on the note, Yamamoto could no longer hold back his anger and ran around on his body, hurting his heart and lungs, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spray out from his mouth.

"Independent group! Independent group! Bastard!"
Chapter completed!