"Squadron leader, the situation doesn't seem to be right over there in the Yamano squadron"

The Yamano Squadron was the second infantry squadron attacked by Luo Yun.

In a squadron of the 87th Wing, a stout devil squadron leader was smoking a cigarette while staring at the temporary fire in front of him, and his lunch box was hung on the wooden stand on the fire. The adjutant beside him had already noticed that the situation of the squadron around them did not seem to be good, so he reported it to his squadron leader.

"What's wrong?"

The squadron leader took a puff of his cigarette and said indifferently.

What could be wrong with a mere guerrilla attack? The squadron leader didn't even have the idea of looking, he continued to stare at his lunch. Stocky, he eats a lot of food, almost five meals a day. So it's still important to eat.

"Like, no, they all seem to be dead!"

"All the Yamano squadrons are dead!"

The adjutant also looked at it casually before, this time he raised the telescope to look over, this look frightened him almost threw away the quadruple telescope in his hand, three hundred meters away, he saw clearly, all the members of the mountain squadron next to him were killed by a burst of heads, a corpse fell to the ground, the big neck, blood flowed all over the ground, this scene shocked him in a cold sweat.

"Yaga! Is this kind of joke okay? ”

The adjutant's startling made the leader of the devil squadron quite annoyed, and he scolded angrily, he took it for granted that the adjutant was joking, and ignored it at all.

"No, Captain, look, look..."

The adjutant pointed to the distance in a trembling voice.

"Yaga Ya Road..."

The leader of the devil squadron stood up with a frown, and looked at the mountain squadron next to him, if there is no major incident, he must educate himself as an adjutant later, and he dares to disturb him to eat. I thought fiercely.

"The Emperor is on top..."

The scene in front of him made the cigarette in the squadron leader's mouth fall straight to the ground, and he kept his mouth on his mouth for a long time before he came to his senses under the reminder of the adjutant next to him, and then hurriedly rushed to the brigade headquarters.

"Captain, Captain..."

In the frantic running, a pothole also made this fat and strong devil squadron leader fall a dog gnaw mud.

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At this time, five minutes had passed since Luo Yun's first shot, and a little more than a minute had passed since Luo Yun eliminated the second squadron.

Of course, the wing captain who received the news at the first time didn't believe it, after all, the report was too nonsense, but when the facts were in front of him, when the dense headshot corpses were placed in front of him, when he saw several staff officers and officers around him die with headshots, the battlefield instinct that he had almost forgotten for more than ten years broke out, he screamed and rolled to the side of the road, hiding behind the ridge.

"Kill the Enemy"

As soon as the order of the wing commander came out, the whole wing immediately went into action, the distance was too far, and the light and heavy machine guns and rifles were unable to fight back, so mortars, mountain artillery began to be in place, and the tank also pointed the turret in the direction of Luo Yun.

Bang bang bang ·

The M24 bullets were still shooting at a rate of one shot per second, and the devil was also killed at the same speed, at this time Luo Yun was 2,000 meters away from the edge of the Japanese army, and maintained a high-speed movement attitude.

"The enemy is moving too fast to lock"

The devil mortar gunner struggled, he looked at the high-speed shaking sound in front of him in a daze, his hand stiffly held the barrel, dazed and at a loss, at this moment, in the face of such a scene, this devil's outlook on life was greatly impacted. As an artilleryman, he still knows how to measure the basic speed, and just by visual inspection, he can know that the speed of the person jumping around in front of him is definitely more than sixty kilometers per hour.

Can humans run so fast? Or is there really a ninja? A ninja who can cultivate extraordinary strength?

The mentality of this devil at this time represents the mentality of all gunners, and also represents the mentality of all soldiers, but the horror is frightened, and it is natural to fight back when he is beaten, and for a time the devil's shells fly together, and the ground 2 kilometers away from the hit exploded everywhere.

"It seems that this is a Chinese martial arts master."

"He's only one person, give me an attack, attack..."

Seeing that there was only one person in the enemy, although this person was a little too powerful, and the speed was terrifying, but the fear in the wing commander's heart was also calmed down a lot, he hid behind the ridge, and did not show anything, only the command knife passed through the ridge, commanding a whole infantry brigade to charge the enemy.

No matter how fast you run, as long as you are not invulnerable, then you will have to be wiped out by the imperial army.

At this time, the co-captain had another idea in his heart, should he form a ninja brigade to deal with this kind of martial arts master, since China has this kind of martial arts master, then ninja ninjutsu must also be there.

In the Devil Tank Brigade on the other side, dozens of tanks set off at full speed and rushed towards Luo Yun, and the tank guns in the turret bombarded Luo Yun at the same time.

Dense artillery bombardment and an infantry brigade and a chariot brigade launched a counterattack on Luo Yun, in the face of such a situation, Luo Yun was naturally full of firepower, the shooting speed in his hand remained unchanged, his feet accelerated suddenly, and the running speed instantly increased to 120 kilometers per hour.

His acceleration made the devils stunned at that time.

Isn't the 60 before the the highest speed?

If the previous 60 kilometers per hour of a wing's artillery fire could still be covered, now the sudden acceleration is doubled, and this artillery fire is not enough. The 87th Wing is equipped with 12 mountain guns, and each brigade is also equipped with 2 infantry guns, for a total of 18 caliber guns, plus 90 mortars from each brigade, the fire coverage is quite wide.

But at this time, Luo Yun's speed is 120 per hour, that is, 33.3 meters per second, and if this speed is increased a little more, you will have to be fined for high speed. With such a high speed of movement, the speed of the devil's cannon shaft movement can hardly keep up with the rhythm, and the cannonball will always fall hundreds of meters behind Luo Yun.

After a sparse bombardment, Luo Yun still ran happily, and Luo Yun's shooting was still extremely accurate.

Gradually, the devil finally discovered that every shot on the opposite side must take a spare life, no matter where he hid, even if he was hiding behind a car, the bullets fired by the enemy could easily penetrate the thick steel plate of the car, and then shatter the person behind the car.

Yes, smashing, no matter where it hits, is smashed by a direct hit.

Even those devils hiding behind the cannon shield were not broken on the spot, and the warhead produced by the system far exceeded the so-called tungsten alloy bullet, and the weak shield of the devil's cannon was almost like paper.

So the devils also retreated one after another, hiding in the thick ridges.

At this time, an infantry brigade and a squadron of chariots of the devil had already approached Luo Yun.