The sniper rifle Li Yunlong is carrying, and the best effective attack distance is only about 300, and this position, once the oil tank explodes, it is just enough to guarantee that he will not lose his life.

Li Yunlong and Wei Dayong retreated to the limit distance of the sniper rifle, and then picked up the sniper rifle and waited for the opportunity.

The ten-minute appointment was quickly up.

There was a muffled thud, and then ......

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

……

Nine planes in a row, nine flames.

According to the agreement, the six squad members who were responsible for blowing up the nine planes quickly retreated in the direction they came.

Looking at the brothers who quickly retreated under the light of the fire, Li Yunlong had a bright smile on his face, slowly raised his sniper rifle, and aimed at the grenade hanging on the top of the oil tank.

Matsumoto Jingchuan, who was sitting in the brigade station, commanded the exchange of fire between the garrison and the Eighth Route Army, which launched an attack outside the garrison, and seeing that the frequency of attacks on the periphery had weakened, he was preparing to let people rush out of the garrison and launch an attack.

Matsumoto Jingchuan felt the chair under his ass tremble suddenly, and without Matsumoto Jingchuan asking, he had already seen the fire lit up in the east.

The flames are soaring, even if Matsumoto Jingchuan is an idiot, he knows that he has fallen into the scheme of diverting the tiger from the mountain.

"Yaga!"

Matsumoto slammed the table and got up from his seat, "Akita-kun, send a team over to support the flying squadron!" ”

"Hey!"

Akita left, and before Matsumoto could catch his breath, there was another violent tremor under his feet.

Immediately after, a huge explosion shook Matsumoto Jingchuan's ears with a dull buzzing sound.

Dust fell from the roof of the barracks, and Matsumoto was faster than a rabbit and rushed out of the room. As soon as Matsumoto jumped out of the room, the house behind him had completely collapsed.

The surrounding houses also collapsed one by one, and the line of sight became very smooth, and in the distance, the original location of the two aviation fuel tanks, two flames rising in the air, reflected half of the sky, and the billowing black smoke quickly spread to all sides.

Seeing this scene, Matsumoto Jingchuan's heart completely cooled down.

The planes were gone, the aviation fuel was gone, and most importantly, because of the explosion of the aviation fuel tank, the barracks of the entire brigade station were gone.

The power of a dozen tons of aviation oil is much greater than the power of an entire pile of bombs.

Matsumoto Jingchuan sighed, and Fushimi Kuno, who was carrying a dusty head, came to him angrily.

"Matsumoto, can you give me an explanation?"

Matsumoto Jingchuan bent down deeply, "Your Highness Fushimi, you are negligent!" ”

Fushimi Kuno snorted, "Yaga, where did the person in charge of guarding the aviation fuel tank go?" ”

"It's down to fight back against the eight roads outside!"

Matsumoto Jingchuan regretted dying at this moment, and the opponent outside was just deliberately attracting his attention.

The two wings under Matsumoto Jingchuan both went to Baiqijian to encircle Li Yunlong, how could he have thought that the Eighth Route Army, which came over to carry out the raid, was actually divided into two squads?

But by this time, it was too late for Matsumoto to say anything.

Fushimi Jiuno snorted, "Don't hurry up and pursue, I believe that Li Yunlong must be in this group of raiders on us!" ”

"What? Your Highness Fushimi, how is this possible? ”

Fushimi Kuno stared at Matsumoto Jingchuan viciously, "Could it be that you still don't trust my judgment?" ”

"Don't dare to go down, arrange someone to chase after you right away!"

"Why don't you go soon?"

"Hey!"

Matsumoto Jingchuan straightened up in embarrassment and ordered loudly, "Yaga, come here!" ”

"Hey!"

"Send someone to track down the eight roads that raided the flying squadron!"

"Hey!"

The moment the aviation fuel tank exploded, Li Yunlong and Wei Dayong were lying directly in a depression. Even so, a lot of the masonry debris that blew up still fell on the back.

Wei Dayong was afraid for a while, and after the ground returned to normal from the tremor, he said with palpitations, "Battalion commander, fortunately, you didn't agree to me to go over and order this oil tank, this thing is really powerful when it explodes!" ”

Li Yunlong quenched the soil foam in his mouth, and smiled, "You kid is going to die, listen to Lao Tzu's words, right?" ”

"Hmm!"

Wei Dayong nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, hurry up, it is estimated that this oil tank has been exploded, and the old boy Matsumoto should be angry!"

"Yes!"

Li Yunlong and Wei Dayong shook off the dust on their bodies, and then they stood up and ran in the direction they came.

He hadn't gone far before gunshots rang out behind him.

"Monk, go over to the other six squads, inform the brothers over there, don't fall in love with the war, evacuate immediately, and gather on the hill when you arrive!"

"Yes!"

Wei Dayong left, and Li Yunlong quickly converged in the direction of the six squads.

More than an hour later, in the depression of the hills.

The two groups of people gathered together, and Li Yunlong counted the number of people, and the batch he brought with him did not have any personnel loss. And the group responsible for attacking the Matsumoto brigade station, twelve people were honored, and there were also a dozen wounded wounded.

Although it was normal for casualties to occur on the battlefield, when he heard the news that there were twelve brothers under his command who were glorious, Li Yunlong's mood suddenly sank.

These are the spearhead soldiers who fought against the devils of the Japanese country, and in less than half an hour, the twelve brothers will never see each other again.

"Battalion commander, I'm going to avenge my brothers!"

With tears in his eyes, a brother picked up his gun and was about to turn around and kill him.

Li Yunlong stretched out his hand and held this guy down suddenly, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Battalion commander, I'm not convinced!"

"The brothers died on the battlefield, it was their glory, they helped Lao Tzu buy time, so that Lao Tzu had the opportunity to destroy nine planes of the devil, and also destroyed two oil depots, do you know what this means?"

Li Yunlong's eyes turned red, "This means that the devil has lost the plane that attacked us, which can allow our army to better preserve its strength to fight the devil!" ”

Li Yunlong glared, "Lao Tzu also feels sorry for the brothers who are gone, today is not the time for us to fight back, one day, Lao Tzu will kill these little devils!" ”

At this time, Wei Dayong reminded, "Battalion commander, the devil's pursuers are about to catch up!" ”

Li Yunlong had to stand up, "Monk, take out twenty brothers, protect the wounded and withdraw first, and the rest follow Lao Tzu to stop these rabbit cubs!" ”

"Yes!"

Wei Dayong nodded, protected the dozen or so wounded soldiers, and quickly returned the same way.

Li Yunlong took the rest of the soldiers and quickly looked for the best sniper point, and it was not far from the hill to enter the mountain.

"Battalion commander, this is the right place to ambush devils!"

Li Yunlong glanced at the hillside and shook his head for a while, "It's not good there, not only do we have the advantage of sniping the terrain of the devils, but we also have to save the opportunity to retreat quickly." ”