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Chapter 85 Night Attack on Yangquan (Part 2) [45 more

"What is this?" Qiao Er wanted to smell it.

Lin Qiang slapped him on the back of his head, "Poisonous gas! Do you want to die?"

Lin Qiang knew the terrible breeze. He only prescribed terrible breeze and did not prescribe antidote. If Qiao Er smelled it, how could he join the battle?

When Qiao Er heard that it was poisonous gas, he immediately stopped smelling it.

"Send someone back and notify that boy Li Yunlong and ask him to gather the troops. Yangquan will be there in half an hour!"

"You go!" Qiao Er pointed to a warrior and said.

"Commander, can you really take Yangquan?" Qiao Er still didn't believe that even if it was poisonous gas, how powerful could such a small bottle be? Yangquan has more than 20,000 Japanese.

"Execute the command, why do you have so many questions? Why did I deceive people?" Lin Qiang cursed with a smile.

The soldiers followed Lin Qiang's orders, grouped by five people, one person holding bottles, and four people guarded with guns, and lined up in a row at the upper air outlet.

Now the three special forces of War Wolf, Snow Eagle, and Snow Leopard have all equipped with silencers developed by the Taiyuan Arsenal. Even if the Japanese discover it, they can be killed quietly.

"Open the bottle cap!" Lin Qiang ordered.

The bottle cap was opened and was blown towards the sun spring by the wind.

After a while, the Japanese on the city wall limped on the ground. A Japanese man didn't even have the strength to pick up the whistle and couldn't make any alarm. He wanted to shout, but opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound.

"Little bandit, this seems to be more awesome than the sad and gentle breeze in the Dragon Balu Road?"

"Yes, host, this is an improved version that not only makes people lose all their strength quickly, but also makes people speechless."

Production of the system, it is indeed a fine product.

In the plot of the Tianlong Ba Mo, the grief and breeze is made of poisons from the Happy Valley of the Snow Mountains in Xixia. After being poisoned, it will make tears of tears, which is called sadness; if the body is weak, it is called crispy; if the breeze blows on the face, it is without pigment, it is called clean breeze. Later, Gusu Murong Fu got the grief and breeze and improved it. The disadvantages of the grief and tears after being poisoned are gone, which is even more colorless and tasteless, making people unable to guard against it.

Murong Fu, the loser, can improve the shortcomings of making people cry, and the system will be even more problematic.

"Go!" Lin Qiang rushed out first, and with the acceleration of running at high speed, he quickly stepped on the city wall with his feet, followed by his hands on the wall, and simply climbed up the city wall.

Other soldiers did not have this ability, so they took out their flying claws and climbed up the rope.

On the city wall, from a high place, the sad breeze spreads more easily. Soon, the Japanese in the city were as soft as the Japanese on the city wall, and the only thing they could move was their eyes.

The worried Ichiro Shida drank too much, and the energetic Zitaro Nakai also drank too. The two walked on the street with their arms around, discussing which girl Hua to harm. Behind them, a large group of officers and gun-carrying Japanese soldiers were following.

After the 20th Division occupied Yangquan, people from the Iron-blooded Power Army were worried that the people from the Iron-blooded Power Army would sneak in to spy on the intelligence and drive out the people. Those who stayed in the city were traitors, landlords, wealthy businessmen, and Japanese expatriates who defected to the Japanese. These landlords and wealthy businessmen had long lost their bottom line. In order to curry favor with the Japanese, they let their wives and concubines, even their daughters and relatives go to hook up with Japanese officers.

In order to play with the mood, they dress up beautifully in the room every day, pretending to be a good woman, waiting for the Japanese officers to harm them.

The perverted Japanese officers like this tone. The more they resist and struggle, the more beastly they become.

In the dark corner, Fang Xinwu perfectly hid himself, staring at the drunk Ichiro Shida. He had developed a landlord's concubine as a downline, and the concubine promised to help him get information.

According to the rules, Ichiro Shida's goal to play with the good family today is this concubine.

Suddenly, Fang Xinwu felt something was wrong. This was his intuitive reaction to danger formed by many years of undercover agents, but he could not determine where the danger came from. He was very confident that even if his hidden Japanese soldiers walked a distance of one meter, they could not find it.

Where does the danger come from?

Fang Xinwu glanced at the surroundings with sharp eyes.

"Not good, poisoned!"

Fang Xinwu was soft on the ground, and a touch of self-deprecation was cursed at the corner of his mouth. He found it a little too late, but he was still hit. Unexpectedly, there were experts in the Japanese, so today he was considered a fall.

A Japanese soldier suddenly fell to the ground and his gun hit the ground and went fire.

Tick ​​hook!

The crisp gunfire broke the tranquility of the night.

Ichiro Shida and Zitaro Nakai were protected by several Japanese soldiers in the middle, and they were vigilantly looking for the enemy.

beep!

The alarm sounded, and the Japanese soldiers sleeping in the military camp rushed to the playground to gather.

"Baga!"

A Japanese officer kicked the Japanese soldier who was soft on the ground with his feet. The Japanese soldier did not hide. His eyes turned in horror, and the big zuiba could not make any sound.

"Nakai Sang, my head is a little dizzy, maybe I've drunk too much." Ichiro Shida still couldn't stand and his body softened to the ground.

Nakai Zitaro was one step ahead of him and was already soft on the ground. He stared at Hitoshima and warned him.

Unfortunately, Ichiro Shida drank too much and was drunk with dizzy eyes. He thought Nakai Zitaro was demonstrating to him and provoked him. He wanted to scold him, but he found that he could not make any noise.

"Baga, poisoned!"

Ichiro Shida was frightened to see that in his sight, the Japanese officers and Japanese soldiers were all soft on the ground. Like him, only his eyes could move, and his eyes were even more frightened than him.

Seeing the Japanese running out of the military camp and gathering, Lin Qiang smiled and ran out just in time. He was worried that the sad and gentle breeze would not penetrate into the room.

At this time, the sad breeze had already filled the air of Yangquan City and was seeping into the room.

The sad breeze is colorless and tasteless, but with the help of the system, Lin Qiang can clearly sense everything.

Yuci.

After receiving the order, Li Yunlong had already gathered his troops and waited anxiously for the time to pass.

"Hmph, aren't you going to do it?"

The order was issued by Lin Qiang himself. Li Yunlong thought that Lin Qiang could not handle Yang Quan, so he had to order him to lead his troops to attack.

"Captain, the time is up." The warrior reminded.
Chapter completed!
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