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Chapter 1005, make-up work

The Japanese are very elite. After all, this was selected by Okamura Yasuji to sweep the enemy. It is impossible for those who are not elite.

The elite Japanese devils were suddenly hit and did not panic, but immediately scattered, using the stones in the mountains and trees as bunkers, and then fought back. The Japanese devils were skillful in tactical movements, avoiding bullets while dodging,

The soldiers on the mountain were stunned for a moment, and they didn't kill a single Japanese, so they hid them.

"The goddess scatters flowers!" Shi Dazhu sighed and said to the side.

The reason why he sighed was that his comrades had poor shooting skills, so he let the Japanese escape; on the other hand, he sighed that he had too few people and did not form enough firepower to suppress them.

The steep slope is more than 100 meters long, and a cliff is connected to one end. The cliff is more than three meters high and is covered with grass and trees. At this time, Xiao Zhang, a soldier hiding behind the grass and trees, saw the signal from the soldiers of the second squad, and immediately pulled it.

He took the rope in his hand, then quickly climbed back, and covered his ears.

"Boom..." The explosion sounded loudly, and thick black smoke rose up, accompanied by countless gravel flying high. Then, the black smoke condensed in the air, but the stones flew down to the bottom of the steep slope.

Then, it fell among the gravel trees under the steep slope. This was where the Japanese and puppet troops were hiding at this time.

The Japanese were still building positions and preparing to fight back, but suddenly they heard an explosion. When they looked up at the sky, they found stones flying down the sky, with a howling sound.

"Ah...ah...my legs..." A piece of bluestone the size of an adult fist hit the thigh of a puppet army, and it immediately broke into two sections.

"Baga... Yes, pit..." There was an unlucky Japanese man who saw a stone about the same size as his head fell from the sky, and he could only curse and was smashed into the head.

Gululu, slala... The gravel fell quickly, and many Japanese were killed and injured, but they were even more powerful than the result of the shooting just now.

"Fight!" The squad leader finally had the opportunity to perform. He raised his semi-automatic hand, aimed at a Japanese man's butt, and fired a shot first.

Bang... The bullet flew through the Japanese legs, and it seemed that it didn't hit? But why did the Japanese roll in with his crotch? Forget it, don't care, find the next one! The squad leader spent one tenth of a second thinking,

Then it took five tenths of a second to find the next target, and pulled the trigger with a snap.

Well, this time is good. I hit the Japanese in the heart, so I will definitely not be able to survive!

Here at the Eighth Route, the positions of the two squads are exactly 60 degrees from the Japanese, and the three parties form an equilateral triangle. This orientation arrangement makes the Japanese a pose where they are attacked, and the angles to avoid are already

Nearly nothing.

"Baga...The Eighth Route Army has a small number of people, attack, attack,...grenade launcher, attack!" Squadron leader Du Qiu shouted loudly, directing the sword to flash.

"Bangbangbang..." The Japanese grenade launcher began to show its power, and several grenades flew to the top of the steep slope and blew behind Shi Dazhu and the others.

"The situation is not optimistic!" Shi Dazhu killed five more Japanese soldiers just now, but seeing that he had seventy or eighty firepower to fight back, he knew that he could not wait any longer. He could not fight the gunshot technique, even if he had fought the advantage of the terrain.

, and he couldn't fight. So, he raised his hand: "Comrades, get a bayonet... Charge! Machine gun cover!"

After saying that, he jumped out first, thinking of the Japanese rushing over. At this time, the triangular prick had appeared on his semi-automatic muzzle. The black star pistol filled with bullets was also placed in the holster at his waist and could be pulled out at any time.

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"Kill..." The second squad leader jumped out the second time, and his semi-automatic bayonet was added, and even changed to a full magazine.

"Kill..." The soldiers of the second squad and the soldiers of the first squad rushed out, leaving only two squad machine gun teams and a shotgun gunner on the hillside, holding the shotgun tightly.

They stayed here not because they were afraid of death, but because they gave the people the final guarantee. Of course, the two machine gun teams are also the fire cover of the stormtroopers.

"Fire! Take a shot!" On the third squad, seeing both squads launching a charge, they jumped out from behind the ridge on the other side of the cliff, just behind the Japanese side.

Well, the three squads are actually a triangle surrounded by posture, but the difference in marksmanship makes them afraid to fight attrition with the Japanese, and they can only fight hand-to-hand combat.

"Comrades, rush..." The machine gunner of Class 3, holding the Czech style, shot at the Japanese at the foot of the mountain, intending to kill a few more Japanese when the soldiers rushed in front of him.

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"Magazine..." The 30 round border self-produced magazine was quickly fired. The ammunition hand replaced a 20 round magazine, and the machine gunner continued to fire.

At this time, Shi Dazhu was still leading the team to charge, and the Japanese were also ready for hand-to-hand combat. Just as the machine gunners of the third squad finished shooting the second magazine, the hand-to-hand combat began.

Bang... Bang... Bang... "First shoot, then cut!" Shi Dazhu was lucky enough to rush to the Japanese, so he held the semi-automatic guardrail in his left hand, and the butt was creaking in the crouching nest, but his right hand was black

The star pistol was held in his hand and kept hitting him, only knocking the five Japanese who rushed to his side to the heart. In addition, he also greeted the three Japanese and made them rotten.

"Ahhhh..." A Japanese soldier was lucky enough not to be hit by a pistol. He held the 38th hood and made a sting, but was blocked by the triangular sting that stretched out from the side.

"Your Japanese, your opponent is me!" The second squad leader looked at the Japanese who was blocked by him with contempt. He slapped the corners of his mouth, and even spit out phlegm and headed straight for the Japanese in front of him.

"Bageyalu..." Faced with such insults and ridicule, the Japanese immediately chose to change their targets and regarded the second squad leader as their opponent.

The second squad leader was not vague, and his body squatted slightly, put on a standard stance to fight against the Japanese, waiting for the Japanese to attack. At this time, the other soldiers also fought with the Japanese, shouting.

"Kill..." The Japanese thrust the bayonet and stabbed the second squad leader, but a sudden semi-automatic gunshot sounded, and a blood hole appeared in the Japanese thief's chest.

"You little Japanese, don't do bad things in your next life!" The second squad leader did not feel that he was not moral. Who would go against you? I have enough bullets in my hand, so why don't I shoot?

The second squad leader and Shi Dazhu are both veterans and have rich experience in the battlefield, so they are still not injured at all, but the other soldiers do not have the ability to do this. Within a minute of the battle, five or six soldiers have fallen under the Japanese bayonets.

At this time, the third squad and the guerrilla soldiers finally rushed into the battlefield and found their own targets.

Touch...Click, Touch...Click...Well, at the beginning of the guerrilla battle, the shotguns were heard...

In the base area, the Japanese attack was blocked, and a new offensive method is being formulated in Gang Village: put on makeup and work.
Chapter completed!
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