This killer star of the War of Resistance Against Japan was only 9 years old.

Chapter 290 Annihilation of the Japanese Tank Regiment

Just as Bai Luo was about to go to the warehouse and make a little noise to divert the attention of the Japanese soldiers in Ximen, Qin Lan's voice suddenly came through the earpiece.

"My child, can you hear me?"

Bai Luo's steps faltered instantly, and he immediately slipped under the back of a truck.

"How did you come?"

Bai Luo pressed the talk button on the walkie-talkie and asked curiously.

"It's not just me, it's also Silly Girl. Uncle Zhang had someone tell us that you might need some help, so we came."

Bai Luo felt a warmth in her heart upon hearing this.

Even when Zhang Qing was facing his enemy, he still cared about his own safety. Bai Luo said it was impossible for him not to be moved at all.

Bai Luo quickly adjusted her mood.

"I located Qin Lan and Sha Niu's positions on the monitoring radar," he said.

"You've come at the right time. See the watchtowers around this Japanese camp in front of you? You're responsible for taking care of the Japanese soldiers in the watchtowers on both sides of the main gate. I'll deal with the tanks at the main gate."

"Remember not to make too much noise. The Japanese still have a tank at the West Gate."

"it is good."

"No problem, kid."

After giving his instructions, Bai Luo immediately changed direction and ran towards the main gate of the Japanese camp.

Just as Bai Luo arrived at the main entrance, Qin Lan and that silly girl had already reached the foot of their respective watchtowers.

After Bai Luo saw that the two had arrived, he pressed the intercom and spoke softly.

"action."

Hua Luo Bai Luo, holding the VSS, quickened her pace and rushed straight to the main entrance.

The muzzle of the VSS silenced sniper rifle in his hand moved rapidly.

"Puff puff puff puff..."

The Japanese squad at the main entrance were shot down by Bai Luo before they could react when they saw him charging towards them with his gun.

Including the Japanese soldiers on the main gate watchtower, Bai Luo caught the Japanese soldiers' corpses that fell from the watchtower and gently placed them on the ground.

At this point, only four Japanese soldiers remained at the main entrance of the Japanese camp, resting inside a tank.

Bai Luo put away the VSS, drew the dagger from his waist, and quietly climbed onto the turret of the Japanese tank, slowly opening the tank hatch.

The first thing you see is the Japanese train commander, fast asleep in his command post.

Bai Luo raised his right foot and kicked the snoring Japanese train commander on the head.

"Click."

A sickening cracking sound rang out from the Japanese train commander's neck.

The Japanese tank commander's body went limp and collapsed onto the floor of the tank.

It emitted a dull echo.

The remaining three Japanese soldiers were immediately awakened by the commotion, and looked towards the source of the sound with half-open, sleepy eyes.

But before the three Japanese tank crewmen could even see what was making the noise, their eyes still covered in sleep, they felt a sharp pain in their necks.

I fell asleep again, still wondering.

After dealing with the Japanese soldiers inside the tank, Bai Luo looked at the Japanese blood that quickly pooled together on the tank floor.

I couldn't help but regret using the knife; this blood would be very difficult to wash off.

But it's okay, it's not his responsibility to wash it anyway.

After jumping out of the Japanese tank, Bai Luo went to the west gate again and took out another tank.

At this moment, Liu Xia, the Japanese squad leader guarding the warehouse, gradually realized that something was wrong.

He had heard the assembly whistle from the camp for almost 20 minutes, but the camp to the east was still quiet.

But with his view blocked by the group of trucks, he couldn't get through to that side at all.

So he turned to ask another Japanese squad leader who was sitting on the sandbags at the machine gun position, just like him.

"Oda-kun, do you think Major Kimura canceled the assembly? It's been so long and I haven't heard the roar of the Imperial tanks?"

"Lord Liu, this is not a problem for us to concern ourselves with. Perhaps the operation has been suspended?"

Just then, a dark figure suddenly darted out from the shadows on the side of the southernmost warehouse.

He wielded a long sword that gleamed with a chilling light in one hand and charged straight at the four Japanese soldiers guarding the entrance to the second warehouse.

One of the Japanese soldiers guarding the warehouse door noticed movement to his side out of the corner of his eye, and immediately raised his rifle and turned to look to his right.

But as soon as I turned my head, a cold glint flashed in my eyes.

The Japanese soldier felt a sharp pain in his neck, and his head tilted uncontrollably to one side.

Then his entire body crashed to the ground. At this point, only a bit of skin remained on the head of the fallen Japanese soldier, still attached to his body.

"who?"

The remaining three Japanese soldiers also noticed the suddenly appearing dark figure and their comrade whose head had almost been chopped off.

He immediately took the gun off his shoulder and shouted.

But Qin Lan wouldn't give them a chance to fire. She used her legs to push off, and with unimaginable speed, she quickly closed in on the remaining three Japanese soldiers.

Under the cold moonlight of the night, several streaks of cold light pierced the darkness, and the three Japanese soldiers felt a slight leak in their necks before they could even raise their guns.

The three Japanese soldiers unconsciously dropped their rifles and tightly covered the leaking air on their necks with both hands.

But it was all in vain.

The other Japanese soldiers also noticed the commotion at the entrance of the second warehouse.

Upon seeing this, Kazumasa Oda, who reacted the fastest, immediately shouted.

"Enemy attack! Fire!"

Before he could finish speaking, a splash of tofu splattered from the back of Oda Kazumasa's head, drenching Liu Xia right next to him.

Liu reacted swiftly the next time. After being sprayed with tofu pudding, he immediately rolled away from his original position and shrank behind cover.

Then he immediately roared.

"There's a sniper. Locate his position. Machine gunners, suppress him. Try to capture him alive!"

Meanwhile, Bai Luo and Sha Niu were lying nearby, continuously pulling the trigger.

To deal with some Japanese soldiers who pose a threat to Qin Lan.

At this point, the entire camp of the Japanese tank regiment was left with fewer than 100 Japanese soldiers.

After dealing with these Japanese soldiers, Bai Luo could finally collect his wages in peace.

After Liu hid behind the cover, he quickly issued a series of orders.

He didn't show himself immediately, knowing that his shouts must have been heard by the other party.

The sniper on the other side has most likely already locked onto you.

But he wasn't panicked at all, because this was their territory.

As soon as a gunshot rings out, all the Imperial soldiers in the camp can rush over quickly.

But Liu quickly realized something was wrong.

Huddled in the bunker, Liu Xia could only hear the screams of his own soldiers and the sporadic gunfire of the 38 rifles, while the barracks to the east were completely silent.

Not even a warning whistle could be heard.

Hearing the gunshots around him dwindling, Liu couldn't resist any longer. He quietly moved to a different spot and peeked out to survey his surroundings.

But before he could see his surroundings clearly, he felt as if he had been struck on the forehead by a sledgehammer.

Suddenly, everything went dark.

Five minutes later, Bai Luo brought the silly girl to Qin Lan, who was covered in blood.

At this moment, Qin Lan was practicing shooting with Bai Luo's 9mm 1911 pistol at a Japanese soldier with a leg injury more than 10 meters away.

Unfortunately, even after firing half a magazine, he still couldn't kill the Japanese soldier.

Bai Luo was speechless; he was truly impressed by Qin Lan's marksmanship.

Bai Luo glanced with some sympathy at the Japanese soldiers struggling under Qin Lan's gun.

He turned around and went to get busy with important business.

Bai Luo first seized all of the Japanese transport vehicles.

Then he quickly ran to the Japanese tank storage point on the east side and stored all the Japanese tanks in his personal space.

They even took down the flag given to the Japanese tank regiment halfway through and kept it as a souvenir.

Bai Luo didn't even spare the six three-wheeled motorcycles parked behind the flagpole.

After Bai Luo swept through the Japanese camp, Qin Lan and Sha Niu arrived in front of him.

Bai Luo glanced at Qin Lan, who was covered in blood, and casually asked.

"That Japanese soldier was killed?"

But Qin Lan didn't say anything; instead, she glared at Bai Luo.

As if he had been greatly insulted, he stormed out of the Japanese camp.

Bai Luo was stunned for a moment, wondering how he had offended Qin Lan.

Looking at the silly girl still standing beside him, Bai Luo asked her with some confusion.

"Silly girl, did I say something wrong?"

Silly Girl glanced at Qin Lan, who was striding angrily toward the main gate of the Japanese camp.

Then he shook his head at Bai Luo and said hesitantly.

"Sister Qin Lan, we didn't kill that Japanese soldier. He committed suicide."

Bai Luo: 。 。 。 。 。 。