"Three months..."

Zhang Yong was speechless.

Suddenly, I didn't want to say anything.

It's a waste of words. It's hopeless. Let him go.

My mission is not to save the world, nor to save Peiping, but to transport all the wealth of Peiping away as soon as possible.

Others, just do whatever you want. Other military commanders don’t care, I don’t care.

"I'm tired. I'm going back."

"ah……"

"Let's go!"

Zhang Yong is too lazy to say more.

I don’t even want to see Marco Polo Bridge anymore.

Look at the eggs.

It’s no use watching it 10,000 times.

I am not the savior. I don’t care if the sky falls.

Get in the car.

Return to the train station.

Arrest people.

Feeling unhappy inside.

Vent violently.

You can't kill the Japanese invaders on the battlefield, but catching Japanese spies is your home field.

All Japanese spies, go to death!

"Da da da..."

"Da da da..."

Carrying a Somi submachine gun.

It's a direct hit against the hidden spy.

one……

three...

five...

Hidden spies were killed one after another.

The entire train station was in chaos. Many ordinary people thought a war was coming and fled one after another.

"Da da da..."

"Da da da..."

Another spy was beaten into a hornet's nest.

What?

Caught alive?

Sorry. Not interested.

Kill him directly.

Don't even bother to talk to each other.

As long as it is a red dot, no matter who it is, they will just swipe past it.

The people following behind were responsible for collecting the bodies.

"Commissioner!"

"Commissioner!"

Wang Pu secretly complained behind him.

He didn't know why Zhang Yong went crazy and went on a killing spree inside the train station.

I don’t know how those people provoked him. He was killed directly. He didn’t even have a chance to speak. He was already covered in bullet holes.

He watched helplessly as Zhang Yong kept changing the magazine.

one……

five...

Ten...

I replaced a dozen magazines.

More and more corpses were gathered together, totaling thirty.

Are they all spies?

Wang Pu doesn't know.

Then I simply closed my eyes. I didn’t want to see more.

Kill it!

Kill it!

Anyway, it's Zhang Yong's business. He will bear the consequences himself.

"Da da da..."

"Da da da..."

Another spy was killed.

It was turned into a hornet's nest. There were bullet holes all over the body.

Zhang Yong was very unhappy, so he poured a whole drum of bullets into it.

How many bullets is in a drum? 66 rounds. Do not fill it fully to avoid malfunction.

then……

The hapless Japanese spy can hardly see his true colors anymore.

His entire body was torn apart by a barrage of bullets.

OK!

Done.

knock off!

There are no more red dots within a 500-meter radius around the train station.

Are there any 500 meters away? Yes. But not that many anymore.

[Anti-infantry mine data refresh]

Suddenly, the system prompts.

Check.

Found nothing special.

It is an ordinary German-made TMi42 anti-personnel mine.

It's like a big round cake with 5.5 kilograms of explosives inside, which is about 11 kilograms. Therefore, the power of the explosion is very huge.

It's said to be an anti-infantry mine, but it's perfectly fine to use it to bomb Japanese tanks.

Just like the Japanese invaders' tanks that were peeled and filled with stuffing, they could explode accurately. Once they exploded, they would reach the sky.

The only drawback is that it has to be mined in advance.

Or during the battle, people would send mines under Japanese tanks.

Therefore, there is still no RPG rocket launcher to use.

It still needs to be filled with life.

"Commissioner!"

"Commissioner!"

Wang Pu shouted hurriedly.

I was afraid that Zhang Yong would continue his killing spree.

After a while, everyone in the other train stations was killed. Zhang Yong might have gone crazy.

"Why are you nervous?"

"I……"

"Those who were killed were all spies!"

"But……"

Wang Pu was about to speak but stopped.

I thought to myself, if you say he is a spy, he is a spy.

You don't give the other person a chance to speak at all. How do others know that he is a spy?
To be continued...