One Hundred and Eight: White Knuckle Battle (3)
A Japanese translator began to shout: "Chinese soldiers in the woods, listen well, we Mitaka Renji Shaozo said, as long as you surrender, our Great Japanese Empire will treat the prisoners well, as long as you hand over the three Americans, we will open a road for you to go back, and the drawings we want have been obtained, and we will not embarrass you anymore." As you know, your other squad has been wiped out by us. If you resist, you will end up dead. You have to see the form clearly, and don't sacrifice in vain. β
Yan Zhi thinks that this little devil's shouting sounds so familiar? He immediately laughed, there is often this kind of shouting in anti-Japanese dramas. Traveled to the Anti-Japanese War period, I didn't have to watch TV, I didn't have to play with my mobile phone, and I said goodbye to chicken, and I missed it a little. In other words, if there is an anti-Japanese drama to watch at this time, it can also increase morale.
Liu Yunfei held the gun, trying to aim at the little devil who was shouting, but he couldn't find a figure, the devil was so special, he shrunk his head and shouted without speaking, and he still had a green helmet on his head.
Liu Yunfei looked at Nie Yuanfeng.
Liu Yunfei's left arm was cut by shrapnel, and blood continued to seep out of the bandage. was also hit by shrapnel from a stray bullet, but he was much luckier than Li Ping'an.
Nie Yuanfeng frowned and said nothing, his military uniform was already in tatters, his helmet was full of dirt, and his face was covered with gunsmoke. In a chase battle with the devil, he has always borne the brunt. Just now, he heard the sound of the Zhongzheng rifle at the place where the plane fell, and now, the gunfire has stopped, could it be that Yan Zhi's squad has also entered the trap of the devil and the whole army has been wiped out?
Nie Yuanfeng blamed himself a little. But Li Ping'an died next to the wreckage of the plane, Yan Zhi should be able to see it, even if the devil removed Li Ping'an's body, Yan Zhi should be able to see that there was a fierce gunfight there.
"Little devil, this is calling us." Hong Long looked at the three Americans, and then said to Nie Yuanfeng, "How could Major Yan's squad be eaten by little devils so easily. The devil is lying. β
"But now, the gunfire of the Zhongzheng rifle has indeed disappeared." Nie Yuanfeng said, looking down to check the rifle bullets on his body. Not much.
"Could it be Major Yan, they killed the devil's ambush." Liu Yunfei didn't believe that in just a while, Yan Zhi's entire team was eaten by devils.
"This time the devil is also an elite, and his combat effectiveness is strong, Yan Zhi can't kill the devil so quickly. Most of them were ambushed by devils. Nie Yuanfeng shook his head and sighed, "It's all my fault, I was eager for meritorious service, I attacked rashly, fell into the trap of devils, and also harmed Yan Zhi's team." β
"Shit is shit, Chinese soldiers are shit, Chinese military shit, China's supreme commander is shit, all Chinese are shit......" U.S. Marine Corps Second Lieutenant Harold Allen complained loudly at his two companions and scolded China for shit.
Glancing at his angry companion, Second Lieutenant Harold Allen, Lieutenant Ed Sanchez asked anxiously, "Major Nie, what now?" The Japanese said that your other squad was wiped out, and now there is no rescue, what should we do? β
"I said a long time ago, don't believe in the ability of the Chinese, you must bring more troops into the forest, but you just don't listen. Now it's okay, we are isolated, and now the Japanese call the Chinese and let the Chinese hand over the three of us and let them go. β
Major Matt Baker shrank his head behind a large rock in the woods and complained in English about Lieutenant Ed Sanchez, although the sides of the woods were not safe, but it was better to have a stone to avoid than nothing, and the head was more important.
Major Matt Baker was the highest-ranking of the six combat experts who came to China and was one of the designers of the drawings for the atomic bomb. He was fluent in Chinese, and told his two companions what the Japanese had persuaded him to surrender.
When Second Lieutenant Harold Allen heard this, he scolded again: "The combat effectiveness of the Chinese is shit garbage, and what else is said that this squad is the elite of the war zone, shit, their combat effectiveness is shit." β
Hu Meng couldn't understand what the three Americans were saying, but looking at the expressions of the three of them, he knew that they must be complaining, and he scolded loudly outside the forest: "Little devils of dog days, you will die of this heart, even if there is only one breath left, labor and management will not surrender to you little devils." Aren't you little devils known as the spirit of bushido, there is a kind of you don't let go of cold guns, labor and management come out with you, let's play them one by one. β
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Before Hu Meng's words fell, a 50Γ6.5mm bullet "whoosh" past his ear, so frightened that he quickly shrank his head and fell down, and the little devil of the dog day had snipers on three sides.
Jiao Dalei slowly cleared the grass, and he was only three or four meters away from the sniper who had just fired. At this time, the little devil was muttering something, and the tone was dissatisfied that his own shot had not killed the Chinese soldier in the woods, and reached out and pulled a bolt.
Jiao Dalei, who was bent on the cat's waist, gently pulled out the short knife on his right calf, bit the back of the knife in his mouth, slowly pushed away the grass in front of him, and took advantage of the moment when the little devil pulled the bolt, and walked behind the devil with a big stride, covering the devil's mouth with his left hand, and the short knife in his right hand had been inserted into the devil's left heart.
Chief Yan said that as soon as his heart was released, the little devil who was poked in the heart didn't even have the strength to struggle.
Jiao Dalei, who was dressed in a hideous face, did not draw the knife, but stabbed the knife in again, pressed it tightly, and waited until the devil's hands and feet were completely drooping, and slowly put the devil on the ground, then pulled out the short knife, wiped the blood on the devil's clothes, and then made an ok gesture towards Yan Zhi's position with a hideous face.
Xu Zheyou's method is simple and rough, he relied on the advantage of his camouflage uniform, and slowly touched the back of the devil sniper in charge of the front of the forest, and when a devil threw a grenade into the woods and exploded, an arrow stepped behind the devil, directly inserted the bayonet into the devil's neck, twisted it and pulled it out, watching the blood spray outward on both sides of the devil's neck, he raised his head, and made a gesture with a fierce face to Yan Zhi's position, and then wiped the bayonet clean and inserted it in his belt. The short body dragged the devil's body aside, took the sniper rifle, and got on his stomach. The commander instructed him to be a sniper and make a response.
The children can be taught! Yan Zhi looked at Fang You again with the binoculars.
Private Okamoto Kazusake, who was in charge of the south side of the forest, set his sniper rifle in a large tree, and from this position, he could have an unobstructed view of the south side of the forest where the Shina army was hidden.
Half an hour ago, a shot hit the head of a Shina soldier, Okamoto Kazuze was very proud, since entering the Chinese battlefield, there has been death where he appears, so he has the title of the god of death.
Suddenly, a slender shadow fell in front of Okamoto's eyes, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart, and then, he felt that his neck was strangled by death, and his entire upper body was pulled back by a powerful force, he reached out to hug his neck, and his fingers desperately wanted to cut in, and strangled his eyeballs into the string that was about to jump out of his sockets, but he felt that his back was tight, and something had pushed him, and the force on his neck increased, and then he saw that a scarlet was all over his eyes.
Fang You hunched his back and made an ok gesture in the direction of Yan Zhi, with a wire wrapped around his hand, and on his back, there was a devil with bulging eyes lying on his back.
The devil's interpreter began to shout again: "Listen, Shina, we Mitaka Renji Shaozo said, and finally give you five minutes to come out and surrender, and after five minutes, we will use infantry artillery to blow all of you into pulp." β