sbdcsierra Chapter 1305 Nothing is more important than killing Japanese soldiers
Chapter 1305 Nothing is more important than killing Japanese soldiers
"Sir, what is our mission?"
"Eliminate the armed militants hiding in Qingtian Mountain. The number of enemies is unknown, but it will not exceed twenty. They have no heavy firepower, only light weapons. Note that it would be even better if you could capture prisoners!"
Inside the aircraft, a squadron leader from the 1st Airborne Regiment was issuing combat orders to his elite soldiers.
However, compared to previous missions, the information this time was very limited, and even the number of enemies was unclear.
As for where these enemies came from, they had even less of a clue.
Soon, the transport plane arrived over Osaka.
After reaching the general airspace, the squadron leader ordered the hatch to be opened.
A strong cold front blew into the cabin, and these elite special forces of the Japanese Air Force were on high alert, ready to jump.
The main reason the Defense Minister dispatched the 1st Airborne Brigade is that it offers the fastest support to the battlefield.
If we had used other means of transportation, the enemy would probably have all fled by the time we arrived.
The Japanese special forces soldiers rushed out of the hatch like dumplings being dropped into a pot, falling towards a large mountainside below.
They planned to descend into the mountains like divine soldiers, surround the hidden enemies, and wipe them out in one fell swoop.
Bang bang bang!
In the darkness, parachutes kept opening.
Like dandelions blown by the wind, they fell scattered.
Because the enemy has no anti-aircraft weapons or heavy firepower, they don't need to consider high-altitude low-opening at all.
Just open the parachute and control the approximate landing direction as you would during normal training.
The darkness will provide them with the best cover when they land.
At this point, they could already hear gunshots coming from the foot of the mountain and one side of the mountainside.
One of the Japanese corporals pulled the pin on his parachute, briefly controlling his descent, preparing to move as quickly as possible towards the location from which the gunfire was coming.
Little did he know that he was already locked onto by a dark gun barrel, and his life was already on a countdown.
Qin Feng stood on a thick tree trunk, holding a Delta Force M14 rifle, his finger lightly tapping the trigger.
boom!
A bullet spun out of the barrel and instantly appeared hundreds of meters away.
The bullet entered the Japanese corporal's left cheek and flew out from his skull.
Blood splattered on the parachute lines, and the Japanese corporal's head drooped; he instantly became a corpse.
Qin Feng's position was excellent, well concealed, yet with a wide field of vision for shooting.
Although there were many Japanese soldiers in the air, like dumplings being dropped into boiling water, to him they were basically no different from stationary targets as they descended slowly.
Before coming here, he had been learning parachuting skills in the Airborne Battalion of the Eagle Division.
Paratroopers can indeed rely on transport aircraft to support the battlefield at the fastest speed, but there will be a short awkward period during landing.
In other words, during the period from when the parachute opens until you land completely on the ground, you are actually unable to resist.
This gave Qin Feng the perfect opportunity to reap the rewards.
He was like someone shooting balloons at a night market, hitting his target every time.
Except for locations that are extremely far away or blocked by obstacles, making them impossible to hit.
Every single Japanese soldier within his firing range was either shot in the chest or had their head blown off.
"Baka! There's a sniper down there!"
"Baka yarou, the village corporal is dead!"
"The sergeant is dead too!"
"Get away from that area! Get away from it!"
"They can't escape. Which guy has such good aim? Open fire and focus fire over there!"
Through the headset, the elite Japanese soldiers, who had not yet fallen from the sky, shouted loudly, roughly determining Qin Feng's hiding area based on the ballistic trajectory.
He quickly released the safety and unleashed a hail of bullets at the densely wooded area below, attempting to riddle Qin Feng with bullets.
Unfortunately, Qin Feng had already left his previous position and continued his inhumane slaughter by firing two shots and moving to another location.
When dealing with the Japanese devils, you really don't need to have any other thoughts. Just be as cruel as you can, and you'll be fine.
Besides him, Fang Qin, Xu Wu, and the farm support personnel hiding in the mountains also pointed their guns at the sky during the battle.
The root of this conflict lies in Sato Chika's purchase of Taigong Island and his continuous hype and expansion of the issue, which led to a series of subsequent events.
But everyone knows that Sato Chika of the Sumiyoshi-kai is just a "pawn" pushed to the front.
Although in the eyes of ordinary people, he is a powerful gangster boss.
But in the eyes of professionals like Qin Feng, this guy was not much different from an ordinary person.
No matter how many men he had, they were all a group of untrained biker gangsters and thugs.
With enough ammunition and grenades, you can find any position, lie down, and kill as many as you can.
Therefore, rather than killing these thugs and gangsters, Fang Qin and Xu Wu wanted to focus their energy on eliminating the elite Japanese airborne troops.
Because as soldiers, they knew very well how much it would cost Japan to select and train these elite airborne troops from its priority Self-Defense Forces.
Kill one, and you'll make a profit!
Kill a bunch of them, and you'll bring glory to your ancestors!
The hatred between China and these Japanese devils is a blood feud, the kind that can't be fought to the death. So when it comes to killing Japanese devils, everyone gets extremely excited, as if they've activated a blood rage buff.
Originally, more than two hundred Japanese soldiers jumped off the plane, but thanks to the combined efforts of Qin Feng, Fang Qin, and others, nearly half of them died before they even landed.
Such a loss was unacceptable to the Japanese company commander, so he immediately committed suicide upon landing.
He roared into his earpiece like a madman, his eyes bloodshot: "Kill them all! Kill them all! Don't let them escape! They've killed so many of us, I want them all dead!"
The Japanese soldiers who managed to land quickly unpacked their parachutes, picked up their guns, and formed combat formations, heading towards the areas where they had previously opened fire.
On the ground, the corpses of gang members could be seen from time to time, but they cared more about the lives of their companions.
In the blink of an eye, my teammate, who was chatting and laughing on the plane, was gone just like that.
Some people even died after their parachutes became uncontrollable and were blown even further away by the wind.
At this moment, more than a dozen police cars with flashing lights and bomb disposal vehicles rushed to the vicinity of the hot spring.
A large number of police officers quickly went up the mountain to assist the 1st Airborne Regiment in searching for and eliminating suspected terrorists.
A high-ranking officer from the Metropolitan Police Department got out of the car and, under the protection of his subordinates, entered the bathhouse. He then immediately saw the body of Sato Chika lying on the ground.
Seeing that the man was dead, the official was actually slightly relieved, because he himself had been a regular here.
Now that Sato is dead, all those scandals from the past can be buried along with him.
The official looked up at the lush mountains behind the bathing beach.
But the next second, his eyes widened in horror, and he quickly backed away.
In the air, a Japanese paratrooper who was already dead was slowly drifting here with his parachute, a terrifying and horrifying sight.
The official was shocked and his face showed fear: "What kind of armed men are they that even the elite of the 1st Airborne Regiment can't do anything to them?"