Chapter 6: Sniping Devils

A gunshot broke the silent night of the mountain village!

Jiang Tiandao frowned, looked around, and soon found the target, turned his head and climbed up to the tall crooked-necked locust tree at the gate of the courtyard.

The gunfire came from the southeast, and it was five or six miles away.

Is there a war going on over there?

No, listening to the gunshots doesn't look like the devil's 38 big cover, but like the backward Hanyang made by the Eighth Route Army.

And the gunfire sounded like it was fired into the sky, like a misfire.

Jiang Tiandao looked hard, but he couldn't see anything at all.

At this time, Lao Li, who heard the gunshot, had already climbed up, put on his clothes and ran out.

When he saw Jiang Tiandao climbing on the tree, he asked, "Little Daozi!" Is there a devil coming? ”

Jiang Tiandao shook his head: "Uncle Li, this gunshot is seven or eight miles away from here, in the southeast direction, what kind of Zhuangzi is that?" ”

Uncle Li didn't even think about it: "Yang Village, what's wrong?" ”

"Are there any of our troops in Yang Village?"

"Yes! The Separate Regiment is stationed there! "Uncle Li is very familiar with the situation.

Oh, it looks like the sentries of the Independent Regiment have gone wrong. This kind of thing is rare, but it is a common occurrence.

Jiang Tiandao was about to ask again, when he suddenly heard another gunshot.

Jiang Tiandao's face immediately darkened.

The gunfire this time is obviously different from the gunfire just now, it is not made in Hanyang, nor is it a 38 big cover, but it is like the gunfire of a submachine gun used in an assault!

Because it's not a bang, it's a string!

Urgent, urgent!

Jiang Tiandao's heart immediately lifted, this kind of gun was very small in World War II, even if it was a well-equipped Japanese army, only that kind of special forces would be equipped with it, and the Eighth Route Army could not have it at all.

Could it be that the Japanese commandos are carrying out a night attack?!

Thinking of this, Jiang Tiandao suddenly screamed badly, jumped down from the tree and ran in the southeast direction.

If the Japanese special forces led by Yamamoto sneak attack the Independent Regiment, the Independent Regiment will suffer heavy losses!

Because in terms of tactical literacy and sophistication of weapons, the Eighth Route Army is far from the other side.

Moreover, it is late at night, and the Eighth Route Army is definitely defenseless!

Therefore, Jiang Tiandao had only one thought in his mind at the moment, that is, to rush to Yang Village, help the Eighth Route Army of the Independent Regiment to fight devils, and must crush the enemy's conspiracy!

He ran very fast, and by the time Lao Li Tou came back to his senses, he had already run to the entrance of the village.

Lao Li Tou hurriedly shouted: "Xiao Daozi, where are you going?!" ”

Jiang Tiandao didn't look back, and waved his hand: "Uncle Li!" The devil is going to attack the independent regiment, I'm going to fight the devil! ”

"But your injuries haven't healed yet...... Lao Li Tou shouted, Jiang Tiandao had already run away!

was so anxious that Lao Li stomped his feet there.

At this time, Xing'er also came out of the yard: "Dad, what are you doing here?" ”

Lao Li shook his head and sighed: "Xiao Daozi has gone to fight devils, alas! His injuries aren't healed yet. ”

"What?!" Xing'er was anxious when she heard this: "Then why didn't you stop him?" ”

Lao Li Tou shook his head: "How can I stop him!" That guy ran faster than a rabbit. ”

Xing'er was so anxious that she stood there and craned her neck to look out, but she couldn't see anything.

She stomped her foot angrily: "Damn little Daozi! If you want to go, it's not enough to tell me, and if I see you again one day, see that I don't break your legs, and let you run again! ”

Lao Li Tou turned his head to look at his daughter in surprise: "Girl, even if Xiao Daozi wants to leave, you won't be so angry, right?" ”

"Humph! You have to take care of it! Apricot stomped her foot and went back.

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Jiang Tiandao ran very fast, holding the second tiger in his hand, and his feet ran faster than Hot Wheels. Lying on Xing'er's kang for so many days of recuperation, he has long been suffocated.

Now, thinking that the Eighth Route Army would be attacked by the devil's special forces, and there would be no chance of victory, Jiang Tiandao was so anxious that he completely ignored that he had just recovered from his injury, and his two legs ran faster than a motorcycle.

As he ran, he muttered in his heart: Kong Jie, Kong Jie, you must resist! Drag the little devil down! I'm going to help you!

At this moment, there was already gunfire in the southeast.

It seems that the fighters of the Independent Regiment have started a head-to-head confrontation with the devils.

But Jiang Tiandao knew that the Independent Regiment must have suffered heavy casualties.

An ordinary unit, compared with a specially trained unit, is far from the same in terms of tactical literacy, the sophistication of the ordnance, and the accuracy of their shooting.

Besides, these little devils are still prepared, and the soldiers of the independent regiment are awakened from their sleep, and the combat state cannot be compared.

Now, Jiang Tiandao can only urge himself over and over again, speed up, be sure to get there as soon as possible, and use his sniper rifle to help the soldiers of the Independent Regiment!

But there is a good saying, it is said that far water cannot quench the thirst of the near.

The devil's special forces seemed to have planned a quick battle for a long time, so after a fierce encounter, the gunfire suddenly became quieter.

In the end, the gunfire stopped completely!

Jiang Tiandao's heart sank.

He knew that the battle was over.

Now, he just didn't have to think about it, and he knew that the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army must have suffered heavy casualties.

The unprepared independent regiment, in the face of a sneak attack by the Japanese special forces, had only one consequence, a crushing defeat.

Jiang Tiandao clenched his fists, his teeth clenched.

He stopped and began to look around for an ambush.

At this time, there is no point in going to Yang Village again, what you should do is to immediately ambush and wait for those devil special forces who have just attacked the independent regiment to return and pass here, and give them a heavy blow!

Of course, this choice is a bit of a wait-and-see, whether the devils go here and return depends on their creation.

The moonlight was dim, Jiang Tiandao quickly found a commanding height suitable for sniping and ambushed him, and then lay there quietly, his fingers on the trigger, waiting for the arrival of the devil.

There were a lot of flying insects in the summer night, they kept bumping into Jiang Tiandao's face, and the mosquitoes in the grass also quickly stabbed a big bag on Jiang Tiandao's face and arms.

But Jiang Tiandao lay there motionless, as an excellent anti-drug soldier, he had this tactical literacy, and when waiting for the enemy to appear, even if the sky fell, he would not move.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Jiang Tiandao suddenly felt shocked!

He heard a rush of hurried footsteps!

Listen to the voice, there are more than a dozen people!

The devil is finally here!