"Boom...... Bang bang ......"

The moment the explosion sounded, two snipers followed suit and opened fire.

"Company commander, two more Japanese died, they were killed by rifles!" A platoon leader shouted.

The company commander frowned and asked rhetorically, "Rifle?" Did a gunshot just go out? ”

The platoon commander hurriedly replied: "I didn't hear the gunshots just now, but the two Japanese were indeed killed by rifles." When the grenade explodes, it gets a headshot directly! ”

"I see!" The company commander suddenly realized and shouted.

"The Eighth Route Army is too cunning, they shoot along with the sound of the explosion, and the explosion suppresses their gunfire, so we can't hear any gunfire, we can't judge their specific location by the gunfire, and we can't fight back!"

"Grenadiers stop shooting, we can't be accomplices in the shooting of the Japanese by the Eighth Route Army!"

"The troops continue to advance, reinforce the Ninth Company, don't care about the surrounding Eighth Route Army, as long as we kill the high ground defended by the Ninth Company, we will win!"

"If you continue to stay here and fight hard with the Eighth Route Army that attacked us, the Japanese in the middle of the team will definitely be killed!"

The sniper team was lurking in the position, and the captain Xiao Yuan was very happy, and praised the two snipers without hesitation.

"The timing is very good, with the help of artillery to cover the shooting, hide your sniper position, kill two birds with one stone, if I remember correctly, this is the sniper method that the battalion commander taught you!"

"With the addition of the two little devils just now, you have already killed six!"

"Plus the machine gun crew killed, there are still eight devils left on the road."

"I ask you to keep up your efforts and kill them all!"

"The devil's grenadier is not hitting, I will order the fire team to open fire now and cover your shooting!"

"Boom ......"

A cannonball accurately smashed into the middle of the Japanese puppet army, and the four puppet soldiers next to it were blown over with a muffled snort.

The company commander's already pale face turned even paler at this time, and he cried out in a lost voice: "How is it possible? Isn't the Eighth Route Army, which attacked us a small force? How can even mortars be equipped! ”

"Sir, the eight roads hiding around us have been shot again, or two Japanese have been shot in the head!" A platoon leader shouted.

The company commander was about to be driven crazy, and two consecutive bad news directly stunned him on the spot.

"Boom!"

Before anyone could react from the shock, the explosion rang out again.

The moment the flames rose, the three puppet armies around were blown up.

Not only that, but not far away, the two devils also fell to the ground together. Under the light of the fire, he clearly saw the tragic picture of the two devils being shot in the head by bullets, blood and brains splashing everywhere.

"The Eighth Route Army wants to use the cover of artillery to kill all the Japanese in the middle of the ranks!" The company commander shouted in despair.

"Boom ......"

The explosion sounded again, and it was more than ten meters away from him.

The company commander clearly felt the wave of air sweeping towards him, and then pushed himself in.

And at the moment when he fell to the ground, he happened to see a Japanese person who was shot in the head by the same technique and fell to the ground with a hideous face.

"It's over......"

The company commander was in complete despair.

The faces of the subordinates were also full of fear, and without hearing any gunfire, the Japanese hiding in the middle of the team were constantly being shot in the head, which was too strange for them.

More than a dozen Japanese with strong combat effectiveness killed when they said they would, and after they died, they didn't even know where the enemy was hiding.

Not to mention that the combat effectiveness is far inferior to that of the little devil himself.

Everyone has a sense of fear that their lives are not in their own hands.

Being stared at by the Eighth Route Army hiding around, or directly pointed at the barrel of a gun, as long as they want, they can take their lives at any time!

"Company commander, the Japanese are dead, what should we do?" Although the platoon commander was also frightened, the troops could not just be frightened and lay motionless here, so they could only report hard.

The company commander didn't move, he hadn't yet reacted from the despair and shock just now.

The second platoon commander also came over, and said with a palpitating face: "The Eighth Route Army must still be hiding around us, eighteen Japanese, all of them have been killed, and it will definitely be our turn next!" ”

"Company commander, the brothers are all scared silly, you have to make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise the big guy will definitely collapse directly on the battlefield because of fear!"

"How do you decide?" The company commander finally reacted and shouted with a look of despair.

"The Eighth Route Army is hiding around, maybe there are a few guns pointed at us now, waiting to blow off our heads!"

People are afraid of death, and traitors are even worse.

As soon as they heard the headshot, the faces of the two platoon commanders became even paler, and they immediately retracted their heads, and they didn't dare to move!

At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in the forest under the cover of night.

"Listen to the people below, you have been surrounded, you don't want to follow in the footsteps of the little devils and be blown up by us, immediately put down your arms and surrender!"

"From now on, I'll count down for half a minute, and after half a minute we'll start headshots by name, first officers, then machine gunners, and finally ordinary soldiers!"

The fear and despair of ordinary soldiers were evident all the time, and the tense nerves of many people slowly relaxed.

The puppet army that was still thinking about finding out the figure of the Eighth Route Army just now, in the face of the Eighth Route Army that suddenly appeared, not only did not choose to fight back, but instead breathed a sigh of relief, and the rifle that was originally held tightly in his hand was also thrown aside, for fear that the Eighth Route Army hiding around would misunderstand himself and give himself a headshot!

The company commander of the puppet army panicked, although he no longer had any hope of winning this battle, he didn't want to die yet.

The threat of the Eighth Route Army just now was clearly aimed at itself.

The headshot explodes the officer first, he is the company commander, the biggest officer in the company, if he really gets to this point, he will definitely be the first to be blown off his head.

The company commander seemed to have sensed that he was being targeted by several guns, and when the time was up, the bullets they fired would shatter his head!

Like the dead Japanese, a big hole was punched in the head, and the brains and blood were splattered everywhere, which was terrible to see.

If the bullet hits the face right in the face, it will be even worse, and there will be no way to restore the original face!

"Ten...... Nine ......"

The shouts in the woods pulled the company commander back to reality, making him realize that death was closing in on him step by step.

In a few seconds, if you haven't made a decision, you will definitely die a tragic death here.

"Five...... Four ......"

"I surrender, everyone surrenders, we don't fight!" The company commander shouted this sentence with all his might, and then his whole body collapsed on the ground, motionless.

The subordinates next to him had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

As soon as the tense nerves were relaxed, he immediately ordered his subordinates to raise the white flag that had been prepared a long time ago!

Ordinary soldiers were more direct, their guns had long been thrown aside, and when they saw the white flag raised, they immediately got up and knelt on the ground, raised their hands, and moved in unison!

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