"Don't worry."

Hearing Zhao Shixun's order, Dapeng immediately slowly took a few steps back, and then raised his Qilali and aimed at a ghost soldier who was waving the flag.

After a short wait, as the sound of the Japanese 90 mortar fire came again, Dapeng decisively pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!

In the sound of gunfire, the devil soldier who was waving the flag suddenly turned pale, and then fell from the roof of the house and fell heavily behind the house.

The Japanese soldier holding the binoculars noticed a strange noise around him, and when he looked down to observe, two 792 bullets also hit him in the chest and under the ribs.

Driven by the huge kinetic energy of the bullet, this devil soldier crooked, rolled a few times on the roof of the roof of the roof of the tile, and fell directly under the eaves of the front yard.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Shixun didn't say a word, and decisively jumped over the wall.

As soon as he landed steadily, he quickly rushed to the back window of the house in the courtyard with his box cannon, and glanced carefully at the cats in the house.

At the same time, the ghost soldiers resting in the house also found that they had fallen from the roof

went to the artillery observation post in the front yard, and immediately stood up.

Hearing the shouts of the Japanese soldiers in the house, Zhao Shixun took out the grenade that had been prepared a long time ago, bit off the pull ring, knocked it and threw it into the house along the back window.

Boom!

After a few seconds of delay, with a loud bang, several ghost soldiers who were about to go out of the house were suddenly swept to the ground by a large wave of qi, letting out a painful wail.

"Throw snare into the house, quick!"

As soon as Zhao Shixun's words fell, four or five soldiers who had just arrived also took out their SNs, pulled the strings and skimmed in through the back window of the house.

In the continuous b-sound, everything in the house was swallowed up by a violent wave of air, and there was thick smoke and debris flying everywhere.

Not only that, but even the doors and windows on the sunny side were blown out.

And those devil soldiers who hid in the house to rest, except for a few who escaped quickly, most of them were killed on the spot.

Seeing that the enemies in the house were almost eliminated, Zhao Shixun hurriedly pointed to the sides of the house.

"Dapeng, you take someone to watch the right, and I'll take someone to watch the left!"

With an order, Zhao Shixun and Dapeng immediately took ten people each, one left and one right, and rushed to the corner of the house. Zhao Shixun knew that the devil's counterattack was coming soon.

Sure enough, just when Zhao Shixun had just arrived at the corner of the house, with a few shouts of Japanese soldiers, a chaotic footstep quickly approached from the front yard. Obviously, the Japanese troops who reacted also found out that there was a problem in the backyard and were organizing a counterattack.

Leaning against the wall, Zhao Shixun held the box cannon in his right hand, signaling the soldiers not to go out first, but to wait behind him.

Soon, in just a few seconds, the muzzle of a three-covered gun poked out of the corner of the house.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Shixun did not hesitate at all, and directly rushed forward and grabbed the barrel with his left hand, and then pulled it back to the side!

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, and the six or five bullets of the three major covers hit the wall in front of him, and the ghost soldier with the gun was pulled directly in front of Zhao Shixun under the huge inertia.

Turning slightly to the side, Zhao Shixun's left leg stretched out, and he tripped the devil who rushed forward and fell to the ground.

Poof

Puff puff!

Before the devil who fell to the ground could react to what was going on, he was nailed to the ground by a spike by the two soldiers who had been waiting behind Zhao Shixun for a long time.

And at the same time as this reckless devil soldier died, Zhao Shixun also violently poked the box cannon out of the corner of the house, and after putting it flat, it was a blind shot without looking at it.

Bang bang bang.

As the tilted box cannon continued to beat, twenty Mauser blocking bullets immediately flew out in a fan shape, directly sweeping the two ghost soldiers who were about to rush to the ground.

"Enemy, department!"

Suddenly attacked, the devils behind were also startled, and they shot at the corner of the wall while retreating in a hurry.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Shixun looked towards Dapeng while changing his box cannon for N.

is similar to Zhao Shixun's side, and there are also a few enemies in Dapeng who have touched it, but the difference is that he is actually a puppet army of a squad on his side.

One shot put the first puppet army leaning out of the back, and Dapeng quickly leaned out half of his body with Kelari, and used a quick waist shot to put two puppet soldiers in a row.

At this moment, the puppet army on his side was also beaten and shrunk back.

Seeing that Dapeng's side also repelled the enemy, Zhao Shixun immediately signaled a soldier to prepare to throw off the snare and prepare to cover everyone to rush forward.

But just when the warrior beside him had just unscrewed the back cover of the SN, a smoking devil melon thunder was first thrown at Zhao Shixun's feet.

"I'm lying down!"

Subconsciously kicked the smoking 97-style grenade away, and Zhao Shixun turned sideways and quickly pushed the two fighters behind him to the ground.

Boom!

After the grenade flew out more than ten meters close to the ground, it immediately turned into a gray flame.

In the deafening b, a violent shock wave roared with shrapnel, skimming over the three Zhao Shixun who were lying on their stomachs, and overturning a soldier who did not have time to lie down on the spot.

Although more than ten meters was already the lethality limit of the Type 97 grenade, the soldier was still blown up and fainted immediately.

Dodging the fatal blow, Zhao Shixun didn't have time to think about it, raised his hand to take the SN from the fallen soldier, pulled the string and delayed it for three seconds and glanced directly at the corner of the house.

At this moment, a ghost soldier around the corner had just pulled off the safety pin of the grenade, and was about to knock it on the helmet when he suddenly saw a spinning SN fly out.

"Gah!"

In the midst of the screams, just as the devil soldier turned around and wanted to escape, a black smoke unique to the border area instantly blew him a few meters away.

In this way, the two sides began to throw SN at each other in the corner of the wall separated by a row of five-room brick houses. And because no one dares to really go to the corner of the house to throw, the throwing SN on both sides can only be on the side of the house, so that no one can hurt anyone, and no one can only let neither side take a step forward.

Faced with this situation, Zhao Shixun was anxious. Although it seems that the scene has reached a stalemate, and the devil's artillery has lost its effect, in fact, it is indeed the own side that is in a dilemma.

Obviously, the devils in the front yard obviously didn't want to fight Zhao Shixun and them, but used SN and bullets to block the opponent's attack route, and instead sat back and waited for their own support to arrive before encircling and annihilating the opponent.

Just when the battle was at a stalemate, Zhao Shixun suddenly heard a few anxious words of Japanese from the opposite side, it seemed that the opponent's grenades had been exhausted, and a military officer was ordering the mortar soldiers to withdraw from the courtyard first.

As soon as he heard that the devil was going to escape, Zhao Shixun let his heart out.

"R, the little devil wants to escape, give me all the sn!"

The words were closed, Zhao Shixun took the last five SNs handed by his subordinates, and then tied them directly into a bundle with an empty bullet belt.

"n cover!"

Hearing Zhao Shixun's shout, an N hand immediately knelt on the ground, and then leaned out and fired at the opposite side of the house, knocking back the Japanese soldiers who were about to shoot with a probe.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Shixun rushed out of the corner, pulled the fuse, and threw a bundle of SN forward with all his strength.

"Lie down!"

Rumble!

With a loud bang, a huge black smoke instantly rose into the air, blurring the flesh and blood of several devil infantry hiding in the corner of the room.

Regardless of the buzzing of his head, Zhao Shixun struggled to stand up, pulled out the big knife on his body and immediately led the team to attack.

"Brothers, kill me!"

In a trance, just before the Japanese soldiers in the front yard could recover from the huge b, Zhao Shixun and the others had already rushed out from the back of the house.

Da-da-da-da! Bang Bang Bang!

As soon as he rushed out of the corner, Zhao Shixun and an N hand swept the weapons in their hands, and put down the few Japanese infantry who had just gotten up in front of them. At the same time, Dapeng's Qilali also rang out from the other side.

In the face of the left and right flanking attacks, the surviving Japanese soldiers also knew that they were in danger, so they simply brandished all the weapons they could find and roared to meet them.

For a while, a group of devil artillerymen armed with three major covers, sapper shovels, iron pickaxes, and even crowbars to open boxes, and Zhao Shixun's bayonets and large blades instantly became a mess.

Previously, the forces responsible for protecting this artillery were a detachment of devil infantry and a squad of puppet troops.

But after that short period of time, the SNB has been killed until there are still seven left. As for those devil infantry, the end was much worse, and they were basically killed or injured by Zhao Shixun's fatal blow.

Coupled with the sudden rush when they were rushed out by Zhao Shixun and them, the only devil soldiers who could resist in a moment were only a few Japanese gunners with only a few three big covers and sapper shovels.

As for the surviving puppet army, they basically all ran over the wall at the beginning of the decisive battle, leaving 23 Japanese gunners to face a group of wolf-like independent detachment fighters.

Soon, due to the large gap in the hand-to-hand combat capabilities of the two sides, after paying the price of one dead and three wounded, these stubborn Japanese artillery were wiped out almost instantly.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the only five remaining gunners saw their comrades fall under the blades of the road army, and the blood and courage in their hearts were finally completely exhausted.

Screaming, they threw away their pickaxes and shovels, and then desperately rushed towards the courtyard wall, trying to escape from this damn Shura field.

"Kill not one!"

Seeing that the surviving devils were about to escape, Zhao Shixun kicked away a devil soldier who was holding his big knife, and rushed forward with a knife in red eyes.

Seeing Zhao Shixun rushing up, Dapeng and the others also howled and rushed up, chasing the devil and slashing and killing.

To be continued, thank you for your support, I took my family to see a doctor in the past two days, and I can't help you.