Before the team members left, Li Yunlong also specially told these team members not to shoot at the same time, which would give the little devils an illusion.

At least don't let the imps only lock on to one position to attack.

Fujita was staring closely at the north at this time, and in the telescope, he didn't see any figures.

Fujiwara, however, had a bad feeling.

"Yaga, where are our snipers!"

"Report to the Wing Commander, our snipers have been shattered!"

"Baga, go find their sniper rifles and keep an eye on Lao Tzu carefully, Li Yunlong's team must have quietly approached our position!"

"Hello!"

Less than two hundred meters away from the devil's position, Li Yunlong narrowed his eyes and locked his gaze on a devil guarding a heavy machine gun.

According to the news that Wei Dayong brought back just now, there were only two heavy machine guns on the little devil's position.

Li Yunlong was a little puzzled that he had so laboriously bombed in turns, and he actually let the little devil leave two heavy machine guns.

But fortunately, the most important thing under Li Yunlong is a sniper and a brother with accurate marksmanship.

In addition, Li Yunlong also specially instructed the only one to let this kid deal with another heavy machine gun of the devil.

At this moment, there was a loud bang.

In front of the devil's position, a fire exploded.

In the team facing the devils here, except for Li Yunlong, only Wei Dayong has the Desert Eagle.

The only thing that could make Wei Dayong use the Desert Eagle was the devil's heavy machine gun.

The corners of Li Yunlong's mouth twitched, it seemed that the little devil's heavy machine gun had been abolished by Wei Dayong.

Thinking in his heart, Li Yunlong also slowly raised his right hand.

Rumble!

The heavy machine gun directly in front of Li Yunlong was also exploded with one shot.

"Baga, Balu is on the opposite side, shoot back!"

Fujita roared.

With Fujita's loud order, the little devil officially launched a counterattack.

Dadada!

Bump Bump Bump!

Although the devil's heavy machine gun is gone, the ammunition of the submachine gun is still very abundant.

It doesn't matter if there is anyone on the other side, these little devils just shoot at the dark grass.

Fortunately, Li Yunlong's team members were all trained by Li Yunlong, and at this time, there were no players who were stupid enough to hide directly in the grass.

All the team members basically hide behind tree trunks or stones, and the bullets of the devil's submachine gun, even if they hit the bunker, will not directly hurt themselves.

However, as the devil's counterattack started, the players on Li Yunlong's side also began to attack.

Da-da-da-da!

As long as you look at the opportunity, especially Wei Dayong, who is at the forefront.

was strafed by the little devil just now, and Wei Dayong couldn't raise his head at all.

It was only after the devil's strafing fire stopped temporarily that Wei Dayong rushed forward for more than ten meters, and after rushing to the absolute attack range of the submachine gun, Wei Dayong hid behind a small stone and slowly poked his head out.

He put the submachine gun on the stone, aimed at the devil figure in the front position, and pulled the trigger sharply.

Bump Bump Bump!

Wei Dayong came up with a strafing shot.

After firing a shuttle of bullets, Wei Dayong quickly pulled his head back.

Immediately after, the devil's bullets swept in pieces, crumbling into clumps of stone debris.

It wasn't until the devil's counterattack gradually weakened that Wei Dayong shook the stone powder on the top of his head and body, and spit out the scraps that had collapsed into his mouth.

"Phew, these little devils, they are really willing to waste so many bullets!"

Just now, just by greeting Wei Dayong's bullets, more than 100 rounds were fired, which made Wei Dayong feel distressed for these little devils.

Not only Wei Dayong's side, but also the other positions, the thirty members of Li Yunlong's subordinates were also scattered, fighting separately, and there was no rhythmic cooperation at all.

This situation also made Fujita on the other side a little confused.

There were gunshots from the Eighth Route Army everywhere, almost surrounding three sides of the station, which made Fujita's heart become more and more impetuous.

"Give Lao Tzu a hard beating, don't stop, the Eighth Route Army is dripping, all of them are dead, dripping!"

Fujita was so angry that he didn't know how to give the order, and he shouted and cursed there.

The more fierce the little devil's counterattack, the more Li Yunlong's subordinates hibernated, waiting for the opportunity.

Whenever the bullets of the little devils become sparse, the players on Li Yunlong's side will draw cold and come to the shuttle.

With each attack, you can take down a piece of devils.

After several battles, the number of little devils on the opposite position decreased sharply.

Soon it was reduced from more than 700 to less than 500.

And the rate of this attenuation is still expanding.

This made Fujita's heart feel more and more stressed.

After Li Yunlong exploded the devil's heavy machine gun with one shot, he never fired again.

Li Yunlong squinted his eyes, staring at the situation on the opposite position, and after several consecutive shots, the frequency of shooting of the submachine guns on the devil's position began to slow down.

After perceiving this situation, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of Li Yunlong's mouth.

Grandma's, the little devil's machine gun bullets are finally running out.

"Captain, we're running out of bullets!"

"Baga, don't hurry up and find it!"

"Report to the captain, we've already collected the bullets several times!"

"Yaga, you land!"

Fujita was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

Fujita, who was angry, took a deep breath before saying, "Then use a rifle bullet, in short, let Lao Tzu resist, and definitely not let the team of the Eighth Route rush up!" ”

Until now, Fujita has not figured out how many troops there are on Li Yunlong's side.

As soon as he gave this order, Fujita suddenly said again, "You guys, save a little bullet from the submachine gun, and replace all the bullets with rifles!" ”

"Hello!"

"Hello!"

The sound of Fujita's order, Li Yunlong heard it clearly.

Even Li Yunlong had to admire, this Fujita is indeed very cunning, to the point that he is exhausted, and he still wants to hold back himself.

But how could Li Yunlong be pitted by this Fujita.

Since you want to hold back your strength to pit Lao Tzu, then don't blame me for being unkind.

Li Yunlong slowly picked up the sniper rifle, aimed at Fujita, who was holding the handle of the command knife in one hand, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out.

Fujita, the captain of the Devil Wing, changed his expression, and before he could react, the bullet had already penetrated his forehead.

As Fujita was killed by Li Yunlong's shot, a riot suddenly broke out in the devil's ranks.

The order just given just now also completely lost its effect, and the panicked devils in their hearts could not take care of a lot, and began to strafe one by one with submachine guns.

When the last submachine gun ran out of bullets, the imps realized that their most advantageous counterattack weapon was out of bullets.

Finally waiting for the opportunity to attack, Li Yunlong stood up from his hidden position and shouted loudly, "Brothers, the little devil's submachine gun is out of bullets, all rush to Lao Tzu!" ”