Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Chapter 165 This is my glory and military exploits

As Zhang Yunhe walked along the passage into the depths of the underground prison, he turned on the Iron Blood computer and clicked twice manually. The three-dimensional virtual hologram of the entire underground prison appeared before his eyes again.

In the picture, except for the soldiers on guard and the prisoners locked in various cells, most of the other guards rushed to the interrogation room where the incident occurred with guns.

"It seems the previous battle has already attracted most of the guards from the entire underground prison. This is exactly what I was hoping for. In that case, let's kill them all!"

Zhang Yunhe turned off the holographic image and walked forward along the passage with big strides.

Two Japanese soldiers were standing at an intersection. At the moment, they were holding guns with nervous expressions and facing the direction of the incident, unaware that danger was coming from behind them.

"Puch"

"Puch"

Zhang Yunhe waved his arms and wiped off the necks of the two soldiers from behind, and walked forward without stopping, stepping directly on their still twitching bodies.

After taking two steps, Zhang Yunhe stepped back and turned to look at the passage on the right. He found a spy running towards him with a gun. He immediately reached for his waist and threw out a boomerang.

The boomerang instantly popped out its sharp blade in the air, spinning rapidly with a "puff" sound.

The running spy's head was split in half, red and white splattered all over the ground, and his body fell to the ground, his limbs still twitching.

"Buzz buzz buzz" the boomerang flew back, Zhang Yunhe reached out to catch it, and with a flick of his wrist, the sharp blade retracted into the disc and was stuffed into the dart bag on his waist.

The spy was originally ordered to seal the exit, but he was killed on the way.

Zhang Yunhe passed through another passage of more than ten meters. At this time, five armed soldiers in front of him lined up and ran towards him. He immediately took the iron-blooded spear in his hand, took a step forward, arched his body, and threw the iron-blooded spear in his hand forward.

"Puchi" the iron-blooded spear accurately hit the Japanese soldier in the front, and penetrated the chests of the four soldiers behind him in succession, stringing these five Japanese soldiers together like skewers of meat.

"Wow, wow..." The first soldier skewered on the spear saw a humanoid creature similar to a watermark appear in front of him. Fear appeared on his face and he was speechless.

Zhang Yunhe stretched out his hand, grasped the middle part of the spear, and pressed the retractable button with his thumb. The spear shortened instantly, and the three corpses in front and behind fell to the ground. He kicked another corpse away and pulled out the bloody spear from the last corpse.

"Ding" a piece of metal fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Zhang Yunhe turned his head and saw a bloody oval soldier's nameplate lying on the ground.

He squatted down, picked up the nameplate, pulled the metal chain from the body and took a look. He saw three vertical columns of characters engraved on the nameplate. On the right side of the front was the unit number, in the middle was the squadron number, and on the left was the personal number.

On the back of the nameplate is the soldier's personal home address and date of birth on the right, name in the middle, and blood type on the left.

With an idea in mind, Zhang Yunhe immediately found the soldier nameplates on the other four corpses and put them into his backpack. From that moment on, he decided to collect the identity plate of each Japanese soldier he killed, which would serve as proof of his record of killing the enemy.

Every time a Japanese officer was killed, his command sword was taken away.

Soldier nameplates may not be worth much in the future, but Japanese army officers' command swords are very valuable as trophies.

"I don't need anyone to prove my achievements. These Japanese soldier nameplates and command swords are my glory and achievements!"

When Zhang Yunhe walked to the next intersection of the passages, he heard a lot of footsteps coming from the end of the passage on the left. He turned his head and saw Japanese soldiers walking towards him one after another with guns in hand. These people looked ahead vigilantly as they walked.

Zhang Yunhe immediately took two steps across the intersection and stood against the wall.

When they arrived at the intersection, the leading Japanese soldier aimed his gun to the left. The second soldier rushed out and aimed to the right. Seeing five dead soldiers lying in the passage ahead, he immediately shouted, "This way!"

The soldiers behind immediately rushed over with their guns pointed at the passage in the direction of the corpse.

"Go!" The soldier in front pointed his gun at the passage where the corpse was and gestured forward with his hand.

The other soldiers advanced slowly in battle formation and posture.

After the eight Japanese soldiers entered the passage where the bodies were, Zhang Yunhe immediately took out a Thompson M1928A1 carbine with a capacity of rounds from his backpack.

He pointed his carbine at the backs of the Japanese soldiers and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da..." A string of flames spurted out from the muzzle of the gun.

The Thompson submachine gun, known as the Chicago Typewriter, had a remarkable firepower at this time.

After a magazine was used up, there were 8 more bodies in the passage.

Zhang Yunhe put away his submachine gun and walked over quickly to collect the soldier nameplates on each body again.

He opened the holographic image of the underground prison again. At this time, the remaining guards in the underground prison were scattered, and some were still gathered in the interrogation room.

He immediately closed the virtual image and walked towards the interrogation room.

"Why is there the sound of a submachine gun?" At the door of the interrogation room, Masayuki Anbian, who was injured by a grenade but survived and woke up, immediately asked.

A Japanese squad leader said, "Kanbian Army, none of the soldiers and officers in our prison are equipped with submachine guns, and the Imperial Army has no submachine guns!"

Zheng Yong's face was as gloomy as water. He gritted his teeth and said, "It must be the enemy who just sneaked in! Leave a few people to guard here, and the rest of you follow me!"

"Everyone, be careful! The enemy who just sneaked in may have some ninjutsu that can hide his body. If you find anything wrong, open fire immediately. Don't hesitate!"

He witnessed with his own eyes the killing of several of his spies by enemies who seemed to be hidden in the air. It was a moment he would never forget.

Could it be a ninja? Why would a ninja appear? So, were the infiltrators actually ninjas? If they were ninjas, wouldn't they be one of us? Why would they target the military police's underground prison?

"Hi!" The spies and soldiers responded one after another.

A dozen spies and soldiers armed with guns moved cautiously along the passage under the command of Zhengyong on the shore, heading towards the direction where the submachine gun fire had just come from.

"You three cover our retreat!" Anbian Zhengyong was worried that the intruder would attack from behind, so he assigned three soldiers to protect Zhongren's back.

At this time, Zhang Yunhe had already gone around these people from another passage. As soon as he walked out of the corner of the passage and turned his head, he saw three soldiers pointing guns in this direction. He was frightened and immediately retracted his head, but the gunshots were still heard.

"Damn it, you scared yourself. They can't see me. They must be covering the rear!"

Zhang Yunhe calmed down, turned around and slowly followed. Even though he was pointed at by three Type 38 rifles, he was no longer afraid.

"Commander, something's happening!" The Japanese squad leader in front shouted immediately when he saw more than a dozen corpses lying in the passage on the right.

This immediately attracted the attention of Anbian Zhengyong. He immediately went forward to check and found that more than a dozen soldiers had been killed. He immediately took several spies to check.

The other soldiers were ordered by the squad leader to be on alert.

"They were killed by a submachine gun, and it was a surprise attack from behind. We can infer this from the bullet casings on the ground and the direction in which the soldiers fell forward when they died!" said Anbian Zhengyong with a serious face.

"Sir, these five people were killed by cold weapons. There are no wounds caused by bullets on their bodies!" said the squad leader after checking the bodies of the other five soldiers.