After the meeting at Qinzheng Hall was over, Chen Shao came to the "Heaven Prison". At this time, Xia Mengyu was already waiting here.

"How are things ready?" Chen Shao didn't ask about his well-being, but went straight to the point.

"The assassination team is ready, and the target person is about to inspect the fortifications. At this time, the operation has begun." Xia Mengyu quickly replied: "However, this matter is a bit too smooth, and I'm afraid there is a fraud."

"What does it mean?" Chen Shao frowned and asked in confusion when he heard Xia Mengyu's words.

"We formulated the plan to assassinate Muto Akira early in the morning. Muto Akira was very lucky. He didn't give us any chance for three months. At this critical moment, he actually went out to patrol fortifications. This seemed like a coincidence and did not conform to Muto Akira's personality." Xia Mengyu said.

He always thought things were strange, but he couldn't feel that something was wrong. The assassination team was a squad with strong combat power among the Ghost Special Forces, also known as the Ghost Sect, because their squad leader was a man called Ghost Sect. The entire squad was equipped with the most advanced weapons and equipment in the Chinese army. This squad has been lurking in Sumatra Island for three months in order to assassinate the highest commander of the Indonesian garrison Akatsuki.

Wudo Akira was very careful. In the past three months, he had never taken the headquarters. He had never moved in a banquet or other activities. At this time, when the battles on the Strait of Malacca were covered with clouds, he actually had to inspect the troops. In Xia Mengyu's opinion, this incident was strange everywhere.

"Did Wudou Junk notice something?" Chen Shao was not sure. Assassinating Wudou Junk was his decision, and all the action plans were formulated by the Military Intelligence Bureau. He was not clear about the details inside.

"I am officially worried about this, especially what happened a while ago, which has shown that Japan's secret intelligence agencies are indeed hidden in China. We have started to cast a net for this matter, but the gains are very small." Xia Mengyu shook his head and said.

"I think the assassination team can continue. As soon as this matter is over, you immediately focus on obtaining Japanese secret intelligence. I will also let the spies in Japan help you with their best ability." Two very critical things were first obtained by Japan. This incident has always been a red flag in Chen Shao's heart.

Once, they almost ruined the attack fleet. Once, they put Xie Yuxin and his son in a dangerous situation. This matter should not be clear as soon as possible. God knows what else will happen later.

"The assassination team is already preparing for the assassination. I hope this time will go smoothly." Xia Mengyu can only pray now that there is no problem.

Speaking of anti-espionage activities, Xia Mengyu also felt that things were difficult to deal with. In the past, China was able to destroy Japan's intelligence agencies overnight, mainly because Japan was not very prepared for it. It was in the open, while the spy gate was in the dark. Now things are completely the opposite, so there is no result worth making.

And this matter is not simple in Xia Mengyu's mind. These Japanese agents hidden in the empire are likely to be the remnants left by the "weed" in the past, and are also likely to be the result of the Chinese being bribed. The most important point is that he is worried that someone in the empire's government department will be bribed.

"Your Majesty, there are many places that need to be monitored for this matter. I am very worried about whether someone has been bribed by the imperial government department." Xia Mengyu has always been suspicious. He had not made any clear statement before when he took into account some issues. However, at this point, he no longer had any concerns.

"Oh, actually, I have always had this idea. However, this matter must be cautious and there must be 100% evidence, otherwise it will make them feel disappointed." Chen Shao also understood the importance of this matter. He did not want such a thing to happen. However, the two leaks of intelligence showed that there were quite a few tricks in it. There were birds in the forest. Chen Shao was not sure that more than 100,000 officials in China were all 100% loyal.

Of course, he would not do any major purge, and he would never let China follow the old path of the Soviet Union.

At the same time, although it is winter, there is not the severe cold that winter should be. It is just that the weather is a little cooler and has a firm warmth.

Akira Muto was a very radical person in the Japanese military. The decision he advocated was to expand and expand. The Nanjing Massacre back then also had a great relationship with him. Therefore, Chen Shao had the intention to kill him.

Outside the city of Ganbaru, a twelve-man assassination team has been here since last night. Their target for this trip has been hidden in Ganbaru. For three months, they have been wandering around this place for several days, and today they finally waited for the opportunity. In the city, an informant who was bribed by them, it was reported that Akira Muto would go out to the city today to inspect an underground fortification 30 kilometers away from the city.

At midnight the day before yesterday, the assassination team began to carefully investigate the terrain outside Ganbaru City. In the past three months, they have traveled all over here, so even if they marched quickly at night, they still won't lose their way.

Yesterday at dawn, the assassination team came to Manghuling, where the mountains were incredible and the forests were dense. The captain of the assassination team, known as the ghost thorn, ordered the team members to stop and rest. He found two team leaders in the assassination team and discussed the next action plan. For them, what they need most now is to determine the authenticity of the intelligence and find out the exact time when the Japanese Muto Sho convoy arrived, inspect the route and the defensive power of the Japanese descent. Only by mastering these can a specific action plan be formulated.

In the assassination team, the other three team members, led by the team leader Jing Thorn, went down the mountain to inquire about the news and did not return until sunset. Through contact with the intelligence personnel at the foot of the mountain, they found out that the Japanese Muto Akira convoy would go to the command center of the Kono brigade stationed 30 kilometers east of Kambaru tomorrow morning, and to get there, they had to pass through the Jackal Valley. However, the guards were accompanied by the elite Japanese Igarashi Special Guard, with a force equivalent to a squadron. They were all mechanized equipment, excellent weapons, and extremely strong combat power. They were not something that only twelve of them could fight head-on.

The deputy captain Dahu looked at Qingyu and said, "Qingyu, it seems that we will have a waste of time. Even a main force in this formation may not even win. With these few people, let alone taking out the wolf cub, I am afraid that we can't even smell the wolf fart. Moreover, the old Japanese Guy Muto must be hiding in the armored vehicle in the middle of the team. We have to take a shot and kill it. It is basically impossible."

Qingyu had not spoken yet. Another member of the assassination team, Xiaodao, interjected: "It is expected that the Japanese are very cautious. Anyway, we don't rush to go back this time. In my opinion, the terrain of the Jackal Valley is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is a good place for ambushing. Why don't we just squat there and beat them up when the Japanese come! Even if Wuto Akira hides well, we will force him out. We can't waste time any more."

Qingyu smiled and said, "Ambushes are wars of wolves'. As long as they are used well, they can indeed achieve miraculous effects. However, there are two problems here. First, we have too few troops, and even if the ambush is successful, it will not pose too much threat to the Japanese. This is like a mosquito biting an elephant, which does not hurt or itch. Second, we know that the terrain of the Jackal Valley is dangerous and easy to ambush. Don't the Japanese know? If they were prepared, wouldn't we hit the gun by ourselves? Without solving these two points, assassinating Akira Muto was just a joke."

Dahu thought for a while and said, "I think Xiaodao's words make sense. Wudo Akira is good at hiding. This is our first opportunity in three months. We cannot miss it. Even if there is a sea of ​​swords and fire in front of us, we have no reason to retreat!"

After hearing what Dahu said, the other members of the assassination team agreed. Their mood was understandable. It was rare to get a very meaningful task, so how could they see the opportunity slip away in their hands?

Qingyu saw that everyone was ready to beat their hands and the crowd was excited, and knew the truth that they were not angry but not venting. He pondered for a moment and said, "Since everyone supports seizing this opportunity, it's decided. But there is one thing I need to remind my brothers that the mountains are high and dense, and the terrain is complex. It is not only suitable for us to ambush, but also suitable for the enemy's counter-ambush. We must be foolproof."

Xiaodao smiled and said, "Don't worry Qingyu, the Jackal Valley is steep and the forest is as dense as the sea. Even if the Japanese are prepared, we are not afraid. As long as we get into the forest, it will be like fish returning to the sea. No matter how many troops the Japanese have, they will not do anything to us in the deep mountains and old forests!"

Having said that, for safety reasons, Qingyu sent Xiaodao to Jackal Valley to reconnaissance the terrain first. If the situation is abnormal, immediately change the action plan.

Not long after, Xiaodao came back and reported that the situation was normal. After discussing with Dahu, Qingyu and Dahu made up their minds to ambush Jackal Valley. After night rest and preparation, the assassination team entered the ambush position before dawn.

In the city of Ganbaru, Muto Akira was paced back and forth in the Japanese Indonesian garrison headquarters. A cold-looking soldier stood beside him. The four bars and three stars on the brochure meant that he was a Japanese colonel. At this time, the colonel was holding the samurai sword on his waist tightly with his hands and wearing a unique tactical vest.

"Kun Sakai, do you think the other party will appear?" Muto Akira always felt a sense of crisis in his heart that he could not escape. Although in his opinion, he had not experienced the assassination of the Chinese special forces, he knew a lot about the name of the Chinese special forces.

For the past three months, he has not dared to show up in public every day because he is afraid of being caught by Chinese special forces. Because there is clear evidence that there is a small team in China lurking on Sumatra Island, with the target of him, Akatsu Muto's neck.

"General, please don't worry. Although it is impossible to determine whether there are really Chinese special forces lurking around, one thing is certain that the other party will definitely move. I have already sprinkled countless spies in Ganbaru City. As long as a suspicious person appears, they will be discovered immediately. At that time, mobilizing a large army and cooperating with the special attack team will definitely wipe out the opponent." Sakai Tobuki Oshiro.

"As long as you find the other party, I naturally don't worry. Sakai Jun is not only an elite in the Imperial Army, but also from a kendo family. I feel relieved about Sakai Jun's strength. So, as long as you find the other party, Sakai Jun must kill with one blow. At that time, the surrounding troops will be dispatched." Muto Akira nodded.

"Hai, the humble position will definitely live up to the general's entrustion." Sakai Touhie was very helpful to Muto Akira's words and quickly spoke up to assured.

The night faded slowly, and the morning mist floated in the forest. The mountain wind gently passed through the leaves, swaying the crystal dewdrops and dripping them into Qingyu's neck. Qingyu looked at the brighter and brighter sky, and then looked at the team members lurking nearby. The surroundings were very quiet, as if the sound of dewdrops rolling on the tip of the grass. Qingyu picked up the telescope and looked down at the mountain. The gray-white road appeared and disappeared like a streamer. Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply, and his eyes burst out with a chill like an ice-like sound, as if the sound of a rock burst was roaring in his heart. His body turned rapidly and flew out like a spirit snake. It appeared quietly beside the tiger.

Dahu turned around and saw that it was Qingyu. He was about to ask questions, but Qingyu quickly covered his mouth with quick eyes and hands.

Dahu widened his eyes in surprise. Qingyu whispered: "Notify brothers. Retreat quickly!"

Dahu stared at Qingyu in a daze, his eyes extremely puzzled.

Qingyu asked in a low voice: "Did you hear anything?"

The big tiger listened carefully and there was nothing except the rustling sound of the wind blowing the leaves.

Qingyu said: "It's dawn now. There is no bird singing in the forest. What does this mean?"

When Dahu heard this, his face turned pale. As a veteran, he naturally understood what this phenomenon meant, but he didn't realize it. It was really damn!

Qingyu said: "Tell me, no matter what method you use, just escape!"

Dahu did not hesitate and immediately conveyed Qingyu's words. The members of the assassination team received the order and immediately retreated.

At this moment, Qingyu suddenly heard a sharp roar sound over the woods, and he shouted: "Candy shells... lie down quickly..." As soon as the team members lay down, shells fell like raindrops, and the violent explosion was deafening. The big tree was uprooted or cut in half. The plants and trees in the forest flew across, and the broken limbs and arms and dripping internal organs "swallowed" in the smoke and dust...

As soon as the cannon stopped, dense gunshots sounded in the mountains and forests, and the Japanese howled around them.

Dahu's right leg was blown off and blood was flowing. When he saw Qingyu running towards him, he shouted: "Captain, don't worry about me... Go quickly..." After that, he threw out two grenades, supported his body with one leg, picked up a squad and fired at the surrounding Japanese army with a light machine gun.

The members of the assassination squad who had climbed up from the pool of blood were desperately shooting at the enemy. In this bombardment, the assassination squad suffered a lot of casualties, and less than eight people could fight.

The squad used a machine gun to shoot out an angry rain of bullets into the roar of the tiger. The Japanese troops in front of him could not dodge and fell to the ground one after another.

Dahu saw several Japanese rushing towards Captain Qingyu, quickly turned the gun and pressed the guys to the ground. At this moment, several bullets flew over and hit his body. Dahu's eyes were blood red, leaning on the trunk of a tree, and continued to shoot at the Japanese, with blood soaking the soil under his feet.

Another shell flew over, hitting the big tiger. With the huge "boom", the big tiger's body was split into pieces, and its broken limbs and internal organs fell like rain. The light machine gun used for squad was also blown up, and the scattered parts were thrown away...

Two Japanese soldiers got up from the ground and rushed towards Xiaodao. Xiaodao was about to shoot, but was kicked over to the ground by a Japanese army. The guy raised his bayonet and was about to attack Xiaodao, but his body suddenly stiffened and blood flowed in his throat.

Qingyu cut off the throat of the Japanese soldier, twisted his body, and his right leg slammed on the head of another Japanese devil, and even his helmet was sunk. As soon as he pulled the knife up, he saw the scene of the heroic sacrifice of the big tiger. His heart was like a knife, and violent murderous aura penetrated his body. At this time, a Type 97 grenade flew towards them. Qingyu immediately pushed the knife away, took the grenade, and threw the grenade back. When the Japanese soldiers saw the grenade flying backwards, they were all terrified. The grenade exploded in mid-air, and the zigzag fragments covered the area within a radius of fifteen meters without dead corners. The Japanese soldier's body was penetrated by the fragments that were rapidly blowing, and they tore it up repeatedly. Blood rain mixed with meat scraps and flew all over the sky.

Other members of the assassination team began to break through from all directions.

When the grenade exploded, Qingyu pulled up the knife and rushed out. He held the assault rifle and shot a single shot. The gun hit the gun. The Japanese army trying to stop him almost didn't even see his shadow, and they flew across the flesh and blood. Xiaodao saw Qingyu running up the ridge and said anxiously: "Captain, there is a cliff, there is no road, and even a monkey can't climb..."

Qingyu did not look back and said loudly: "Don't talk too much, just run away, I'll cover you..." Didn't he know that going up is a dead end? He was just now surrounded, and except for this cliff, all other places must have been blocked by the Japanese. It is precisely because of the cliff that the Japanese will not set up an ambush that they can survive in a desperate situation.

When Qingyu and Xiaodao ran to the top of the mountain, there was indeed a cliff in front of him. It was a hundred feet deep, and the mountain wind roared like a wild horse, and trees were growing on the steep cliff. There were pursuers behind him, and they were facing the abyss and advancing and retreating. What should I do? Qingyu's eyes fell on the crooked green vines by the cliff, and he shouted: "Little Knife, cut the green vines quickly and connect them!"

Xiaodao understood Qingyu's meaning and immediately pulled out the dagger to act. Qingyu was responsible for covering it. An assault rifle was elusive and shot without any bullets, pressing the Japanese army down.

Seeing Qingyu so brave, the Japanese lieutenant was furious and shouted: "Grouter launcher... poured all the shells onto the hill. I want to let the Chinese devil die without a burial place..."

A sharp roar sounded again. Qingyu shouted: "Xiaodao. Hide..."

The knife was connecting the green vine. When he heard the grenade roaring through the air, he knew something was wrong. Just as he was about to stand up, a shell exploded beside him, and the huge air waves rolled up his body and flew into the deep valley...

Qingyu rushed to the edge of the cliff like lightning, and the figure of Xiaodao was no longer visible. Countless grenades exploded on the hilltops, like mountains collapsed and cracked, huge stones rolled into the abyss with broken branches and leaves. The "rumbling" sound was like a sky drum, and it was endless. The shrapnel and shock waves produced by the explosion swept across the cliff like hurricanes. Qingyu had nowhere to avoid it, and flew into the deep valley. People were in the air, and their toes hooked the green vines between the cliffs in time, hanging upside down on the abyss like bats.

A violent mountain wind blew over, and stones and broken wood were wandering around him like rain. Qingyu's body swayed, like a small boat in the storm. Before he could take a breath, another violent explosion sounded, the cliff collapsed, and the green vine broke. In a critical moment, Qingyu grabbed another green vine and used the mountain wind's support and the oscillation power of the vine cable to fly towards the opposite cliff...

In the jungle below, the bullets of the thorns had been exhausted. Seeing the Japanese surrounding him, they took out a grenade, trapped on the assault rifle, pulled out the security, and threw them directly at the Japanese who were rushing. Then they pulled out a large machete on their waist. At this time, he was already covered with three gunshot wounds, and blood flowed out of each bullet hole. The two Japanese saw that there were no bullets in the thorns, so they howled and raised their bayonets to rush towards him. The thorns popped up from behind the tree, knocked the enemy's bayonet with the back of the knife, and went straight in. The machete blade was slashed upwards, and a head wearing a helmet drooped, and blood broke out like a training.

Another Japanese man was furious when he saw his companion die, and he raised his 38th gun and screamed, and came to kill Jingthorns continuously. Jingthorn used his flexible footwork and narrow woods space. The sword light rotated and split the Japanese man with his shoulder strap back in half. Jingthorn just took back the machete when he suddenly heard a cold voice behind him: "Chinese, your sword technique is good..."

Bramble turned around and saw a Japanese soldier standing in front of him. He was in his thirties, with a gloomy face, narrow eyes as narrow as a blade, and a simple sword in his right hand, like a lonely wolf in the snow and ice, exuding the gloomy aura of death.

When Jingtie saw the man's military uniform, he spat out a mouthful of blood and actually laughed: "Dog Damn's special attack team is really a narrow road..."

Hearing this, the man's pupils suddenly shrank, and a knife-like cold light shot out of his eyes: "Have you seen the special attack team of the Great Japanese Imperial Army?"

Jingthorn took a breath and laughed: "I have not only seen it, but also killed the dogs! What special attack team is all in my eyes..."

The man said coldly: "Very good! You are finally qualified to fight me. Please remember that my name is Sakai Tokhie, and I am the colonel of the Special Attack Team of the Imperial Army of Japan."

Jingthorn knew that this was a life-and-death battle, so he should not be underestimated. He breathed evenly, held a knife in both hands, shouted loudly, and the sword light flew out of the air and slashed at Sakai Takashimai.

Sakai Tobui Ei didn't move at all, his eyes were like a frozen sea, and all his life was lost in a solemn atmosphere. The sword light spiraled violently and ended like a meteor. Time seemed to suddenly stop at this moment, and the thorny knife was hanging on Sakai Tobui Ei, less than a little from the top of his head. Sakai Tobui Ei didn't seem to move, the knife was still in the sheath, and even the posture of holding the knife did not change. Bramble widened his eyes, and a vague sound rolled in his throat. In a blink of an eye, a blood mark burst into his neck, and blood flowers and yellow fallen leaves were flying all over the sky.

Sakai Tobuki took a step back, looked at the thorns whose pupils were slowly diminishing, and said coldly: "You are a rare warrior in China, but you are not worthy of becoming an opponent of the Great Japanese Imperial Army..."

The gunshots stopped and the smoke was still spreading. Three injured members of the assassination team were surrounded by Japanese troops. The bullets of the assassination team had already been exhausted. They broke the guns and sat leaning against the tree. Looking at the Japanese who were slowly surrounding them, there was a strong contempt in their eyes. More than a dozen Japanese were surrounded, but a violent explosion sounded, and the dust returned to the soil.

Sakai Tobuki, who saw this scene in the distance, didn't say anything for a long time. He took the sagged and deformed steel helmet from a special attack player, looked at it, and said, "This is a real master, worthy of respect!" He stared at the top of the mountain for a moment, turned around, and said to a Japanese officer: "Second Lieutenant. Your mission has been completed. You can withdraw the team and go down the mountain. The rest will be left to the warriors of the special attack team to do!"

The Japanese lieutenant seemed to have not understood what Sakai Tobukie said, and said, "Colonel, we will wipe out the special forces team in China in this battle. Why should the special attack team stay on the mountain? At the foot of the mountain. General Muto Akira has already set up a celebration banquet,..."

Sakai Tobukie interrupted the second lieutenant impatiently and mocked: "Total annihilation? Have you ever seen that person's body?"

The Japanese lieutenant blushed and said, "Our artillery fire has just covered the hill. No life will exist. Even if that person is covered in iron, he will turn into ashes. How can he survive?"

Sakai Tohoewe said coldly: "As an army officer of the Great Japanese Imperial Army, your superstition and worship of artillery fire is respectable. But artillery fire is not omnipotent, it cannot destroy everything. Some people are not something you can kill!"

What else did the Japanese lieutenant want to say? Seeing Sakai's cold eyes, he was stunned like a cicada and quietly with the remaining troops. This time, Japan secretly dispatched a squadron. However, when they collected the troops and went down the mountain, they found that the troops had been reduced by half at this time, and nearly two hundred Japanese troops fell in the Jackal Valley forever. And the Chinese side also paid the price of eleven elite special forces.

Sakai Tobuki looked at the twenty-two special attackers in front of him and said, "What we are going to hunt for today is the elite warriors trained by China, where the special forces are born. I want to remind you that any negligence or underestimation of the enemy may make you doomed. If you want to come out of this mountain forest alive, take out your courage and wisdom and find the Chinese to kill him!"

"Hay!" The Japanese special attackers howled like wild wolf, and their terrifying murderous aura echoed in the forest.

Although Sakai Tobuye's special attack team was also killed and injured by one-third in the previous battle, he seemed very satisfied with the performance of the special attack team members. He waved his saber and shouted: "You are the bravest samurai of His Majesty the Emperor and the best soldiers of the Great Japanese Imperial Army. Take up your weapons, walk into the mountains and forests, regain your lost dignity for the Great Japanese Imperial Army, and drive the Chinese out like a rabbit. Even if you hide in the cave, you will find him to cut off your stomach and pay tribute to those heroes who have not yet walked away!"

The special attackers raised their 100-style submachine guns, roared loudly, and disappeared into the forest under the command of Sakai Tobudou.
To be continued...