Yan Zhi was like a cold-blooded poisonous snake, opening his fangs, and there was no way to survive under one blow, he calmly made Fang You suddenly feel a little strange.

Yan Zhi's fingers were slender and powerful, and his entire face had been blackened by gunsmoke, revealing only a pair of eyes that could not see a trace of emotion. He stood directly at the window, holding the gun, and it only took three or four seconds to adjust his breathing, and then the index finger of his right hand pulled the trigger.

"Poof!"

A 50*6.5 mm Arisaka bullet passed through the chest of the devil who was holding the grenade in both hands and was about to put it in the launch rack, the bullet still left a charred hole in his chest, the plasma was pumped out, and the back was directly blown open by the rotating trajectory A hideous and terrifying blood hole, the back was broken and drooping, and a ball of blood mist with broken flesh bloomed, strange and bewitching, with a few pages of shattered heart fragments that were shocked, splashed on the 90-style steel helmet of the devil who held the launcher steady.

After Yan Zhi shot out, he didn't even look at whether he hit the other party, but turned sideways and raised the muzzle slightly, the sniper rifle that had just been in his hands for less than a minute seemed to have merged with his body and consciousness. He didn't adjust, and his index finger pulled the trigger resolutely.

A 50×6.5mm bullet flew out of the flames, and from the left ear hole of another devil holding a grenade into the right ear hole, smashing the right half of his head into a big hole, and the 90-type helmet was also lifted off, flying a few meters away before landing on the ground.

Only then did Yoshida discover that his two machine gunners and two grenadiers were twitching on the ground.

Yan Zhi's four shots were too brutal.

Kill people directly.

Yoshida looked at the soldiers twitching on the ground, subconsciously shrank his head under the stone trough, and inserted the command knife that had just been drawn back into the scabbard. The snipers of the Empire of Japan were most fond of hunting down the officers of Shina who wore sabers on their bodies. The Chinese sniper's methods were too cruel, every shot was brutal to the extreme, the same 50 x 6.5 mm arisaka bullet, which exploded from his chamber and turned into a grenade.

As soon as Yoshida's order to retreat was spoken, the two soldiers threw out several smoke bombs, and the black-gray smoke was like a devil's lamp, and with the light wind, a few twists shrouded the Japanese position and continued to spread.

Several soldiers picked up light machine guns and grenadiers.

"Da Da Da ......"

In the smoke, the devil's machine gun rang out again, and in the direction of the Brothers, they fired wildly and indiscriminately, covering the retreat of the troops.

The grenadiers of the devils were not fired, the smoke was too large, the target was not clear, and the grenadiers needed to be put in place, which affected the speed of the retreat of the troops.

A few other soldiers began to throw grenades, and even after retreating, all the Japanese troops still maintained their formation, and did not throw grenades indiscriminately, but purposefully used grenades to fill the firepower gaps left by the machine gunners when they changed ammunition, and assisted the rifles to form fire suppression.

Zhao Fugui led eleven soldiers to open fire, but did not pursue.

Yan Zhi's purpose is very clear, that is, to hit all the firepower, suddenly launch a fierce attack, and let the devil retreat, but don't chase. Because the brothers are too tired to fight for a long time at this time, they will definitely lose after a long battle.

Yan Zhi said that the devil will definitely retreat under a strong blow, but the brothers can't chase it, if they force it too hard, the devil will turn back and fight back desperately, and the casualties on both sides will be very large at that time. The life of the devil is cheap, and the brothers don't have to be tough with them.

Xu Zheyou and the other twelve soldiers had finished smashing their grenades, and the soldiers climbed up the wall and stood, their rifles firing at full strength, forcing the devil village to blow up the north wall and retreat.

Wu Zhonghua, Fan Xiaosi, Kuang Dawei, and the three of them hid upstairs and kept firing cold shots, which made Yoshida's retreat even more determined - the west must not go, and the few soldiers who were holding the hostages were already loyal to the emperor.

Zhao Fugui, Wang Daqi, Xu Zheyou, the three of them led the troops to rendezvous, bluffed together and chased forward with cold guns, but deliberately chased farther and farther.

A ray of white light pierced the darkness in the east, instantly dimming the morning star in the sky.

It's dawn.

The brothers counted the number of people, and except for a few who were slightly injured by the stones raised by the bullets, no one was killed. Now it is necessary to quickly clear the battlefield and save the people.

Lu Xuguang and Liao Baotian had already taken more than a dozen girls out of the stockade, and went to the woods on the Dragon Scale Mountains to hide, the chief said, after rescuing the hostages, immediately protect the hostages and leave to hide, in case the devil does not retreat, a bloody battle can not be avoided.

Yan Zhi didn't go downstairs, he sat under the window with the gun in his arms and closed his eyes. The door of the girl's room was wide open, but the big house with more people was still closed, and the four soldiers of the Brotherhood who had gone to rescue the hostages stood on both sides of the door with solemn expressions.

Fang You took out two cigarettes, put them in his mouth together, struck a match and lit it, spit out the smoke, and gently touched Yan Zhi's hand.

Yan Zhi stretched out his scissor hand.

Fang You put a cigarette in the "scissors".

Yan Zhi didn't open his eyes, put the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, reached out and took off the steel helmet and threw it aside, leaning against the wooden wall, stretching out his legs.

Fang You didn't speak, he stood quietly by the window, looking at the mess in front of him.

As soon as the morning sun showed half of his head, the light fog in the stockade was almost gone, and Zhao Fugui took Wang Xiaoxiang, many later, Tuesday Baby, to clean up the battlefield.

The devil left behind more than a dozen corpses.

Five of them became the souls of the commander's sniper rifles, and they had already died thoroughly, leaving a bloody hole on the body of each devil with the size of a cup and bowl, and the bones and flesh were broken, which was shocking.

Another three little devils died in the house, all of them died from grenades, the flesh and blood of the explosion were blurred, the limbs were mutilated, and the internal organs flowed outside the body, stained with mud, gunsmoke, and shrapnel, which attracted ants and flies to bite, which was disgusting.

The two devils who were guarding more than a dozen girls also died under the commander's gun, and when Liao Baotian and Lu Xuguang left with the girls, they asked them not to look at the two corpses, so as not to scream.

The corpses that were blasted open by sniper rifles were too brutal.

The sniper that Wu Zhonghua and Fan Xiaosi touched was dead, and there were bamboo arrows stuck in their necks.

The sniper killed by Kwong Dawei and Fang You had two bloody holes in his neck. When Fang You's bayonet was pulled out, it twisted around the devil's neck, almost cutting the devil's entire neck.

Zhao Fugui cautiously walked towards a corpse of a devil lying on the ground and could not see the specific fatal wound site, and when he was still two steps away from the corpse of the devil, he stabbed the corpse in the neck with a bayonet, and then pouted and said to many people who looked at him in surprise.

"Look, do you think I want to be cruel like this, I learned this from the little devils. The little devils caught our seriously injured soldiers, and they often poured oil and burned them alive. ”

Many of the latter three were silent. Compared with the cruelty of the little devil, Zhao Fugui is much more merciful.

"Do you think cleaning the battlefield is an easy, lucrative job? I tell you, cleaning up the battlefield is an errand that can lead to death if you are not careful.

When cleaning up the battlefield, you have to think of yourself as a butcher, as long as you see those devils who are not shot in the head or chest, you will not hesitate to stab them in the neck, and don't be soft-hearted.

The little devils are very cruel, and some devils have super endurance, and they know that they are dead after being shot, so they want to pull the back before they die, and things abound on the battlefields of the country.

I've seen a few brothers die in this way in this way, under the guns of the gasping devils. They survived in the rain of bullets and corpses, but when they were cleaning the battlefield, they accidentally became the ghosts of the devils before they died. ”

As Zhao Fugui spoke, he carefully inspected the front and back, then squatted down, groped up on the corpse, and when he stood up, there were many more things in his hands, he casually threw away what he felt was useless, and stuffed a few pieces of ocean in his arms and hid and hidden, and then said: "When cleaning the battlefield, don't just worry about greedy for money first." Greedy for money and lost his life. ”

Tuesday baby, many later, Wang Xiaoxiang, looked at each other, didn't this Zhao Fugui say not to be greedy for money?

"Look at your three stupid brains, no wonder you can't please your mother-in-law. Even if you get your mother-in-law, you stupid, you don't know how to hug your mother-in-law on the kang. Zhao Fugui pulled out his bayonet, wiped it on the corpse of the devil, and said to the three of them with a disgusted expression, "No, he's greedy for money, who will clean up the battlefield." I want to tell you three little rabbits that money is good, but life is worth more. When cleaning the battlefield, you must be spicy, if you accidentally do the back of the devil before death, the bones will turn to ash after being buried in the soil for decades, and the two eyeballs will still be open. ”

In peacetime, the commander of the training department repeatedly emphasized that on the battlefield, our brotherhood company does not take prisoners.