Click, click, click, machine gunfire rang out, there were flames everywhere, gunshots and shouts everywhere.
Fujita Shi was caught off guard. Although his special attack team members resisted vigorously, they were suppressed by Yao Tianhua and the others because of the unfavorable situation on the terrain. They rushed out several times without success, but were left behind.
Dozens of corpses.
At this point, it was clear to the Japanese that they had been ambushed. From the combat effectiveness of the ambusher, it could be seen that this was the ace team of Huxiaoling - the Huya Special Forces Brigade.
Until now, many special attack team members have only heard of the Huya Special Forces Brigade, but have never fought against them. Only when they fought against them this time did they realize how powerful they are.
Needless to say, his marksmanship is accurate, his fighting awareness is astonishing, his skills and tactics are very skilled, and his coordination is also perfect. Whether it is four people, eight people, sixteen or thirty-two people, everything is the same.
It is like a person using his fingers, flexibly and freely.
Originally, after the initial animal traps and landmines, the number of Japs was reduced by more than a hundred. The subsequent machine gun fire greatly increased the Japs' casualties. As a result, the gap in the numbers of the two sides quickly widened, and the Japs were suddenly suppressed.
In the valley, all that was left was struggling to hold on.
Fujita directed the special attack team to rush out several times, but they were blocked back. He also knew that he could not rush out for the time being, so he ordered his soldiers to find bunkers on the spot, resist, and wait for the arrival of reinforcements.
At this time, he felt that it was a good thing for Fujita Hikaru to send people to follow him. At least those people could discover the situation here as early as possible and report back to Fujita Hikaru, so that they could rush to support immediately.
"I hope they can rush back as soon as possible and bring reinforcements in time." Fujita thought silently in his heart, while loading a bunch of bullets into the submachine gun in his hand.
Fujita originally thought that the German-made submachine gun was much stronger than the Type 38 rifle, but now he discovered that the opponent's automatic weapon was countless times stronger than the submachine gun in his hand.
No matter from the range, or the intensity and intensity of the firepower, they were suppressed to death, leaving them with no strength to fight back.
Until now, Fujita Shi and others can only support themselves.
"Grenade, quickly kill the enemy's machine gun on the cliff." Fujita Shi discovered that the machine gun on the cliff was too fierce. The barrage suppressed them so much that they couldn't even raise their heads. Anyone who showed his head would immediately bloom.
Seeing what the squadron leader had said, several grenadier operators immediately rushed behind a few rocks, where they were out of reach of the enemy's machine guns, just right for them to work.
After climbing and rolling all the way, at the cost of four people's lives, the two grenade launchers finally climbed behind the stone, then straightened up and started playing with the grenade launchers.
Holding the belts in their hands, the two Japs' grenade launchers aimed their grenade launchers at the cliff. Although they couldn't see where they were, they were confident of hitting the target with one shot thanks to their skillful skills.
Just when the two men were about to put the Type 92 grenade into the grenade, a column of white smoke roared from the jungle in the distance, and then they saw the stones exploded into pieces, and the
The Japs behind flew into the air.
When they fell, only half of the two Japanese soldiers' bodies were left, and they had not yet let go of the grenades in their dying hands.
Under the power of the rockets, the Japanese's grenade had no chance to function at all. What's more, in the trees not far away, the snipers had already locked onto their heads, but they just let the rockets get the upper hand.
The whooshing scream sounded again, and rockets shot through the air one after another, washing the valley in an instant. After two rounds of salvos, the valley was in a mess, surrounded by fire and gunpowder smoke.
"The first detachment is on the left, the second detachment is on the right. The third detachment is following me." Yao Tianhua roared and rushed out with an automatic rifle in hand, as fast as a leopard.
Behind him, a special operations team member wearing a Kevlar helmet and alloy body armor rushed down with an automatic rifle and shouted, charging and shooting at the same time.
Fujita Shi and others had not yet woken up from the explosion just now. When they reacted, they had already seen the automatic rifle on their heads.
"Put down your weapons!" With an explosive roar, Yao Tianhua raised half a dozen bullets into the sky.
"Long live the Yamato samurai." A Nobunaga special forces member shouted, raising the submachine gun in his hand, and then there was a bullet hole on his forehead. The Huya special forces member next to him looked stern, as if he had been killed.
Just like a chicken.
Special attack teams kept resisting, and then they heard gunshots, and there were more Japanese corpses on the ground, some of them warm.
There were fewer and fewer special force members alive, and the members of the Huya Special Forces Brigade seemed to deliberately indulge their resistance and then kill them on the spot.
Fujita and Matsuo were shocked, and they immediately shouted, "Don't resist, put down your weapons."
The special attack team members were all stunned. They did not expect that the squadron leader actually asked them to put down their weapons. However, obedience is unconditional in the Japanese army, so although these people were extremely reluctant, they still put down their weapons.
The special forces members seemed to be quite regretful, but since they had already put down their weapons, they couldn't shoot any more, so they collected the weapons together and escorted them towards the predetermined location.
But as of now, there are less than fifty special attack members of the Fourth Squadron still alive. More than four hundred people were buried in the dense jungle.
"Fujita-kun, do you know what you are doing?" Matsuo and Fujita were walking together. Their hands were handcuffed from behind, and then they were handcuffed together again. Next to them were four special forces members holding automatic machines.
The rifle was so heavy that it was impossible to escape.
Fujita looked at the trees in the distance for a while and then said, "Matsuo-kun, if I don't speak, then these elites of the empire will be slaughtered by them. Don't you see that the other party is deliberately allowing them to resist?
Then kill them."
Matsuo was silent, he knew what Fujita said was right, but if he was asked to bear the infamy of surrender to save those young soldiers, he knew that he would not be able to do it.
"Fujita-kun, do you know the consequences of doing this?" Matsuo asked in a low voice.
Fujita showed a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, and then said, "Of course I know that if I have the chance, I will perform a disembowelment to apologize to the emperor."
Seeing Fujita Shi say this, Matsuo had nothing to say.
Yao Tianhua and the others cleanly annihilated the fourth squadron of Nobunaga's special attack team. From the beginning to the end of the operation, it only took a total of one hour and forty-three minutes to fulfill their original promise to Luo Xiao.
What they were waiting for next was the arrival of the helicopter to transport them back.