"Baga! Who are you doing work?"

After a Japanese scout discovered the abnormality, he immediately turned his head to question it, and raised the submachine guns slung around his waist.

After the other four Japanese scouts were awakened, they also held guns in their hands.

"Brothers! Take action!"

Seeing that Long Yun was exposed, he pulled the trigger decisively.

The other nine special forces members followed closely behind and fired.

"puff!"

"Puff puff puff puff puff puff ——"

A low gunshot sounded, and a few more than 10 meters away, five Japanese scouts were immediately shot several times, screaming and sank to the ground.

Long Yun was afraid that the power of the silent pistol was not enough to kill these Japanese devils, so he immediately rushed forward with the sprint and stabbed them one by one.

Instead, Long Yun looked at the temple standing not far ahead. On the confinement gate, there was a plaque with the words "Shuiyue Temple" written on it.

The old courtyard wall covered with moss is full of the breath of time.

Obviously, this Shuiyue Temple is quite old.

"Dispose the bodies of these Japanese devils!"

Long Yun signaled several special forces members to leave the bodies to deal with the bodies, and then led his troops to strode towards Shuiyue'an.

The situation was urgent. After Long Yun saw that the gate of Shuiyue Temple was not locked, he pushed the door and walked in.

It happened to be facing the eyes of a young bhikkhun (nun) who was sweeping the floor in the yard.

The young nun was startled by the group of uninvited guests who suddenly broke in and asked with some trembling: "Shi... donor, what's wrong with you here?"

Long Yun said: "Mr. Master, the Japanese are about to call me. You guys should leave here quickly!"

"Damn?"

The young nun has been living in the deep mountains for a long time and has no idea about Japan's invasion of China. Therefore, when he heard Long Yun's stupid words, he couldn't help but feel confused.

Long Yun was a little anxious, but the situation was urgent and he could not allow him to explain more, so he said, "Mr. Xiao, where is your host?"

The young nun asked, “Donor, are you looking for us to preside over the presidency?

You are waiting outside, and Pomni will inform you now."

Seeing that the young nun was slow and looked not very anxious, Long Yun was about to rush towards the Main Hall in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the young nun blocked his way: "Donor, this Shuiyue Temple is the place for the nuns to practice. Please wait outside, I will inform you now.

If there is any inconvenience, I hope to forgive me.”

Long Yun also knew that the practice of trespassing into a nunnery was quite inappropriate, but now he was almost burning his butt, so he could not care about this.

He yelled loudly as he crossed the young nun.

"Host!"

"Host!"

"I am Long Yun, the deputy captain of the Dragon Soul Special Forces Brigade of the Tiger Ben Group. The Japanese are about to kill you. You can quickly move with me and leave Shuiyue Temple to avoid disaster for the time being!"

“…”

Long Yun walked to the center of the yard, and an old nun in a cassock walked out of the Mainland Hall accompanied by two middle-aged nuns.

"Amitabha! Pomni is Jingyi, the abbot of Shuiyue Temple."

The old nun proclaimed the Buddha's name, then looked at Long Yun and asked, "Donor, do you think the Japanese have come to Lu'an?"

"Yes!"

Long Yun pointed and said, "The Japanese not only came to Lu'an, but now they have reached Baita Mountain and are coming to Shuiyue Temple!

The Japanese devils raped and plundered them and did everything they wanted. I guess, these little devils are most likely to come to your masters from Shuiyue Temple.

Therefore, please Jingyi, the situation is in progress and lead the masters to evacuate Shuiyue Temple immediately and avoid disasters!”

The ordinary nun in Shuiyue Temple didn't know what the Japanese were, but Jingyi knew all kinds of beastly behaviors of the Japanese.

As a monk, although she had seen through the world, she did not want to see other monks who were practicing in Shuiyue Temple suffer from this disaster. So she agreed with Long Yun's suggestion and wanted to call the monks in our country to leave Shuiyue Temple.

But at this moment, a scout sent by Long Yun suddenly came to report: "Captain, something is not good! The Japanese have already come here!"

Long Yun asked anxiously: "How many Japanese devils are there? How far is it to do based on this?"

The scout said: "This little Japanese soldier is at least no less than a hundred, and it is well-equipped. Based on this, it is about one kilometer and you can reach Linshuiyue Temple in 10 minutes at the latest!"

“10 minutes?”

Long Yun murmured to himself that at the speed of these nuns in Shuiyue Temple, it was impossible to escape the Japanese's pursuit in 10 minutes.

Moreover, if you bring these nuns as a burden, it will greatly hinder their combat effectiveness.

He has witnessed the combat power of this elite Japanese army with his own eyes. In terms of equipment, other secondary weapons may not be as good as the special operations brigade, but the main weapon is the Thomson submachine gun used by the Japanese.

If it weren't for the sneak attack just now and the five Japanese sentries relaxed their guard, they would probably not be that easy to destroy them.

Of course, Long Yun didn't know that the Thomson submachine gun in the Japanese hand was a world of difference from the Thomson submachine gun in their hand.

First of all, the Thomson submachine gun in the Japanese hand had a capacity of 50 rounds.

Their ammunition capacity is 100 rounds, and since it is produced by the system, it can instantly kill the Japanese Thomson submachine gun, regardless of stability, accuracy, power, and rate of fire.

The first squadron leader on the side said, "Captain, why don't I lead some brothers to stop the Japanese first, and you will leave with the masters of Shuiyue Temple?"

"No!"

Long Yun shook his head and denied his proposal. In the battle between Fuyang and Funan, the special operations brigade was reduced by more than half.

In other words, the proportion of veterans in the Dragon Soul Special Warfare Team is less than half.

Although more than half of the other new team members were selected from the rest of the Hu Ben Regiment battalions, the combat effectiveness is still quite different from that of the old team members.

Therefore, when the number of people is at an absolute disadvantage, they have almost no chance of winning against the elite Japanese troops equipped and well-trained.

Long Yun remembered the words of Yang Jing, the leader of the regiment, and should use his brain more when fighting.

So his mind began to move rapidly.

Suddenly, he had a sudden inspiration, turned his head and looked at Master Jingyi beside him, and said, "Master Jingyi, can you lend us a batch of monk robes?"

Seeing that Master Jingyi was a little confused, Long Yun explained again: "Since these Japanese may be coming for you, I plan to catch my soldiers pretending to be nuns and kill them off guard!"

Master Jingyi was not a pedantic person. After hesitating for a moment, he agreed to Long Yun's proposal and immediately ordered someone to find a group of monk robes.

Long Yun ordered the first squadron leader to lead two teams, and 20 special forces members were ambushed outside Shuiyue Temple.

He and the other two teams, 20 special forces members took off their camouflage uniforms and replaced them with the monk robes of the nuns of Shuiyue's temple.

Fortunately, monks' robes are generally large and loose.

Therefore, Long Yun and his group of tall and strong men don’t feel too incongruous when wearing it.

Wearing a monk's hat, stuffed some clothes on his chest, applying some white powder for disguise on his face, and then sat on the futon in front of the main hall.

If I didn't look closer, I couldn't find any abnormalities at all.

When Long Yun and the others were ready, the Japanese reconnaissance unit headed by Kameda Kotaro had already arrived in front of Mizuki Anmen Gate.

Kameda Dogtaro looked around and did not find the five scouts who were on guard. He thought they had eaten alone and had already entered the Mizuki Temple in advance, and was furious.

After cursing "Baga", he led his troops to walk towards Shuiyue Temple.

As soon as Kameda Kotaro walked to the closed door of Mizuki An, he heard the sound of chanting chanting mixed with knocks on the wooden fish, coming from inside.

"Yo Xi!"

"You guys are outside and be warned!"

"You guys come in with me!"

Kameda Dogtaro smiled loudly on his face, leaving half of his troops on guard at the door, and then kicked forward with a kick.

"Bang!"

The gate of Mizuki Temple opened, and the 30 monks with robes were reflected in the eyes of the monks who were sitting in front of the Main Hall, bowing their heads and reciting scriptures.

The sound of Muyu stopped. Master Jingyi slowly opened his eyes and woke up from entering into meditation. He immediately looked at Tutaro Kameda who had entered with his vicissitudes of eyes and asked, "Amitabha! I wonder what the donors are coming to the small temple?"

However, Gutaro Kameda ignored Master Jingyi's questioning and walked towards one of the young nuns with unconcealed laughter on his face.

It is worth mentioning that in order to confuse the Japanese, in addition to more than 20 special forces members, there were more than 10 young nuns from Shuiyue Temple.

The other Japanese scouts who entered the gate of Shuiyue Temple also followed the steps of the captain Kameda Gouta and walked towards the entrance of the Main Hall together.

Long Yun, who was hidden among the nuns, slowly looked up. After seeing all the Japanese scouts entering the yard, he immediately shouted, "Take it!"

Immediately, he suddenly took out the 100 Thomson submachine guns hidden under the monk's robe and opened the security.

The other 10 special forces members stood up decisively.

"Da da da da!"
To be continued...