Before he had time to savor the sense of accomplishment brought by the continuous hunting of targets, Zhuo Fei, who was already frightened by the screams in mid-air, quickly ran behind a pile of rubble, and just as he fell to the ground sideways, a mortar shell from the Japanese army fell. There was a "boom" sound, and the shrapnel that flew away was mixed with air and smoke and rose behind Zhuo Fei, and Zhuo Fei only felt that his ears suddenly "buzzed" and fell into a daze. The rubble and mud debris kicked by the explosion followed, and the stabbing pain on the body was painful, but fortunately, the shrapnel with immeasurable lethality did not find Zhuo Fei, a lucky and unlucky egg.

"Damn, almost hanging up here." The disgraced Zhuo Fei sat up sideways, pulled the bolt of the gun, and sent the next bullet into the chamber of the gun, ready to wait for the enemy's firepower to pass before looking for the next prey. "Boom" was another explosion, and an earthen wall near the entrance of the village was overturned by the explosion of the air, and through the smoke that slowly dissipated, Zhuo Fei found that the Japanese soldiers outside the village had already gotten up and were rushing towards the village.

Compared with the group of Japanese soldiers who were blocked at the entrance of the village by themselves before, these Japanese soldiers who appeared outside the village now looked much smarter, not only directly using mortars and grenadiers to suppress Zhuo Fei, but also deploying light machine guns to carry out self-aiming fire. Under the suppression of such firepower, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers with rifles were divided into two groups and were advancing quickly from the left and right flanks.

The Japanese soldier who ran in front of the "pop" fell down in response, and several other Japanese soldiers immediately lay down on the spot, waiting for Zhuo Fei to quickly push the next bullet, but sadly found that the Japanese soldiers on the other side had rushed to a position less than 200 meters away from him. Zhuo Fei, who turned the muzzle of the gun "snap", killed a Japanese soldier again, but the Japanese soldiers who were suppressed by himself before seized the time to jump forward, Zhuo Fei finally understood the plan of these Japanese soldiers, they were planning to play a trick with themselves to divide the troops on the left and right wings.

The five bullets were gone, and Zhuo Fei had at least three more souls in his hand, and under the cover of Japanese mortars, grenadiers and machine guns, the Japanese army, who had already suffered more than a dozen casualties, still rushed over with great momentum. By the time Zhuo Fei reloaded the bullets, they had basically all rushed into a hundred meters away, although shooting at this time could increase the chance of hitting a lot, but with the mentality of accepting it when it was good, Zhuo Fei did not continue to fire. Listening to the "poof" sound made by the bullet on his side burrowing into the soil, Zhuo Fei had a strong feeling in his heart, as long as he got carried away and raised his head slightly, the bullets fired by the Japanese army might penetrate his head.

Within 100 meters, the pace of the Japanese attack slowed down, and one after another Japanese soldiers began to shoot with their rifles, and theoretically speaking, at this distance, the certainty that the Japanese would hit the target had increased to at least eighty percent. Zhuo Fei, who was successfully suppressed by the Japanese army's fierce shooting, did not blindly look up, but took out a small mirror from his pocket, pinched the edge of the small mirror with his index finger and thumb, Zhuo Fei faced the mirror to himself and slowly lifted the mirror.

The field outside the village smelled of slaughter, and the Japanese soldiers with rifles moved forward as dexterously and cautiously as mountain antelopes, and the fastest runners were about to enter the drying ground at the entrance of the village. Zhuo Fei, who shrank into this figure, moved the lenses left and right to observe the situation on both sides, and then quickly withdrew his hand and stuffed the lenses back into his pockets, it seemed that it was time to show off his killer features. After thinking for a while, Zhuo Fei put the Mauser rifle upside down behind his back, took out the fast and slow machine, and took out the steel folding butt from his baggage and put it on the fast and slow machine.

The fast and slow machine equipped with a steel folding butt looks a little weird, but Zhuo Fei is very satisfied, at least he has a melee automatic weapon that can be compared to an automatic rifle, and it is also an automatic weapon with a capacity of 20 rounds and uses a magazine to feed ammunition. Seeing that the first Japanese soldier had rushed into the entrance of the village, Zhuo Fei, who was hiding on the side of the rubble, rolled out without hesitation, picked up the shell gun as fast as he could, and pulled the trigger while hitting the opponent in the cross vernier sleeve. "Bang" The gun rang out, but the person did not fall, Zhuo Fei was shocked, and immediately pulled the trigger again, this time it was the gun that hit the target.

The two shots fired by Zhuo Fei instantly detonated the silence at the entrance of the village, and the other Japanese soldiers who followed up also pulled their rifles and fought indiscriminately, Zhuo Fei, who moved forward with the cat's waist, couldn't help but pull the trigger continuously, and rushed out of the hiding place quickly, looking like a wild boar that was scurrying wildly and didn't know how to turn. Zhuo Fei's current performance is definitely quite wrong in hand-to-hand combat, but at this time, he can't control it so much, and the fighter plane is fleeting, so he can't be delayed.

Zhuo Fei and the Japanese soldiers who rushed into the entrance of the village were completely mixed together, compared with the bolt-action rifles in the hands of these Japanese soldiers, the fast and slow machine shell gun in Zhuo Fei's hands obviously had an advantage, and with Zhuo Fei's successive pull of the trigger, these Japanese soldiers who broke into the entrance of the village were suddenly suppressed again. One shot or two shots, the first magazine on Zhuo Fei's side ran out, and the entrance of the village was already full of corpses of Japanese soldiers.

After firing the first magazine, Zhuo Fei pressed down his head and body, ready to change the magazine. Suddenly, I felt a bullet flying overhead, and even a bullet hit the stone on the earthen wall and flipped over, which fell at Zhuo Fei's feet. The sound of a bullet hitting a stone like a spoon scraping a porcelain plate made Zhuo Fei's body tighten, and his back also increased a little coldly.

After quickly replacing the magazine of the shell gun, Zhuo Fei took a deep breath and removed distracting thoughts and picked up the shell gun so that it was shoulder level. Jumping, aiming, shooting, the figure in front of the crosshair swayed and fell crookedly. Just when Zhuo Fei, who was excited, was about to raise his head to shoot again, a shuttle of bullets from the Japanese light machine gun hit Zhuo Fei's side with a "chirping" sound, and the bullet hit the rubble, and the debris and mud caused by the rubble splashed Zhuo Fei's face. Reaching out and touching his face, he found that his cheek was not injured, and Zhuo Fei, who was worried, finally relieved, but he also knew that he couldn't stay here.

After a while, the Japanese soldiers outside the village rushed closer, Zhuo Fei quickly raised his gun and shot out the remaining bullets in the magazine, seeing the action of throwing the gun back after the target was shot, Zhuo Fei couldn't help but burst into laughter. When he took a look at the bush and found that his merit point had increased to nearly 150 points, Zhuo Fei did not change the magazine for the shell gun, but pulled out a red ammunition box from his baggage.

Open the red ammunition box, which is full of grenades with wooden handles, Zhuo Fei is not a good man and a woman, seeing that he can't stop the attack of these Japanese soldiers, but Zhuo Fei doesn't want to just leave in disgrace, before leaving, Zhuo Fei has to leave an indelible impression on these Japanese soldiers. Taking out the wooden-handled grenades in the box, Zhuo Fei quickly laid more than a dozen tricky mines at the entrance of the village, especially under the corpses of those Japanese soldiers.

"I'm so sorry, I'm going to say goodbye to you." After arranging the thunder, Zhuo Fei put the ammunition box back into his baggage, and then replaced it with a Mauser rifle and quickly retreated to the depths of the village. Walking around a few dilapidated houses, Zhuo Fei carried his Mauser rifle around the flank of the village, and lay down on a ridge at the edge of the village, wondering if the Japanese soldiers who attacked the village would trigger the tricks he had set up.

The gunfire at the entrance of the village has not stopped, and there are several explosions mixed with it, and Zhuo Fei, who ran out of the village, no longer cares about the Japanese army's warp fire. was thinking about whether these Japanese soldiers would trigger the thunder, and a doubt suddenly flashed in Zhuo Fei's mind, since these Japanese soldiers were on an infiltration mission, why did they still swagger in Japanese military uniforms? Why was such a small village slaughtered? Are they not afraid to reveal their whereabouts at all?

From the first shot, Zhuo Fei actually had a bigger doubt in his heart, according to Zhuo Fei's previous experience with the Japanese army, these Japanese soldiers encountered today were really weak enough, which was very inconsistent with the Japanese army's consistent battlefield performance. Tian Qiang pointed to Zhuo Fei lying on his stomach, no one came to help Zhuo Fei analyze his doubts, and no one gave an answer, Zhuo Fei himself also wanted to break his head and still didn't come up with the key to the problem.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" There were suddenly several explosions in the village, Zhuo Fei was overjoyed, this explosion was different from the movement of the shell explosion when he heard it, it should be that the tricky mines he arranged were triggered by the Japanese soldiers who entered the village. didn't dare to stop any longer, Zhuo Fei got up and walked away quickly with his rifle, before those Japanese soldiers had no strength left to pursue him, Zhuo Fei was ready to retreat as far as he could. The violent explosion in the village behind him was still continuing, but the tremor of the ground was much less, and Zhuo Fei quickly climbed over the riverbed, which was almost dry, and ran briskly in the direction agreed with Huffman in advance.

Huffman and Angela, who had evacuated the village in advance, had already been waiting a little anxiously, if it weren't for Huffman to stop them, I am afraid that Angela would have ridden back to the village to rescue Zhuo Fei. "Angela, don't worry, the boss will be fine. You see, the gunfire and explosions have never stopped, and if something happened to the boss, the gunfire should have stopped a long time ago. Huffman tried to persuade Angela, but as soon as his words fell, the sound of gunfire and explosions from the direction of the village completely stopped.

"It's broken, the boss must have had an accident." Angela's face changed drastically, and the panicked Huffman also stood up, but reason told Huffman that he must stop Angela from going back to rescue Zhuo Fei. Just when the two were arguing, Zhuo Fei, who was carrying a rifle in his hand, ran over from a distance, and shouted in his mouth to withdraw to Suzhou immediately.