"Hmph......" Zhang Weidong looked at the Japanese soldiers on the road and sneered twice, and also retreated back to the forest with Fu Zhiyong.

Then the two of them ran wildly through the woods, and the two of them had to make a big circle to touch the grass on the other side of the road, which would be easy to spot if they were too close to the Japanese......

Less than two minutes after Fu Zhiyong and the others left, Li Qiusheng and the others entered their respective attack positions, and as Li Qiusheng fired a gunshot, the soldiers of the assault reconnaissance squad who were ambushed on both sides opened fire together, and the crisp gunfire of Mauser's military pistol immediately rang out.

"Da da da ......" The two machine gun squads on Zhang Dali's side also opened fire immediately, plus the light machine guns in Zhang Dali's hands, a total of five light machine guns fired at the Japanese corpse collection team on the highway together, and in this short moment, four or five Japanese soldiers who were ready to return fire on the ambush on both sides of Li Qiusheng were swept to the ground.

The Japanese communications soldier was not spared, two machine gun bullets directly hit him and the radio on his back, but the Japanese officer escaped by luck, just when Zhang Dali shot at him, he fell on the spot out of instinctive battlefield experience and rolled to dodge.

"What the fuck, this little devil reacted really fast, give me concentrated firepower to hit that devil officer, the battalion commander said, you have to kill him, you can't kill him today, go back to Lao Tzu will kill you, beat me hard...... Yes! Zhang Dali saw that the Japanese officer had actually dodged, his face was about to swell into the color of pig liver, and after shouting at his machine gunner, he shouted a long shot and swept over......

The Japanese army originally numbered more than 20 people, and eight or nine were killed in an instant under this chaotic fight, and the rest of the Japanese troops gathered around the two trucks and fought back desperately.

......Fu Zhiyong took advantage of the fact that the Japanese soldiers were exchanging fire with Li Qiusheng and they didn't notice the situation here, so he hurriedly beckoned Zhang Weidong beside him and ran quickly across the road to the opposite side.

"I said battalion commander, you should run slowly, let's just find a gap to pass through, as for going around such a big circle!" Zhang Weidong took two deep breaths and complained, but complaining was complaining, he still gasped and followed Fu Zhiyong across the road.

"I think you kid just don't practice, you can't run and resist a fart, you hurry up, it's too late, when you're done, you go back and run fifty laps for me and Li Qiusheng every day, if you run one less lap, I'll kick you to death." Fu Zhiyong scolded without looking back.

"Not me...... Hey, how can I say that I am also a company-level officer, why have I become a commando since I followed you, where do you put this handsome face......" Zhang Weidong saw that he had no move, so he had to mumble and continue to run with Fu Zhiyong......

"Weidong, did you see the four devil medics at the back of the car? You will go up and give me ...... in a moment" After Fu Zhiyong and Zhang Weidong arrived at the ideal attack position, Fu Zhiyong pointed forward cautiously to Zhang Weidong and said, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Weidong.

"Wait, wait...... Battalion commander, you still have to do this job, I know you want to live, my hands are too dark, as soon as the gun fires, I can't stop it, I can't do this job, you better leave the front of the car to me. Zhang Weidong waved his hand at Fu Zhiyong and said.

"Ahh I said that you kid still dare to bargain with me, don't you, pick the fat and pick the thin, okay, I'll take care of the devil medic in the back of the car, and when you see me rushing out, shoot to cover me, if I am shot black, look back and see how I clean you up. After Fu Zhiyong finished speaking, he glared at Zhang Weidong, and with a Mauser military pistol, he felt over the road in the grass.

"Huh...... Want me to catch the devil medics? You think it's beautiful, one person has to stun four, and all of them have pistols, so I won't touch that moldy head, hum ......" Zhang Weidong looked at Fu Zhiyong's back and chuckled and muttered to himself, and then concentrated on raising his gun to stare at the battle situation on the road, ready to shoot his own target devils at any time......

When Fu Zhiyong touched the side of the road, he saw that the four Japanese medical soldiers and a Japanese infantry were raising their guns in batches to fight back against Li Qiusheng's attack, dealing with Zhiyong's direction only from time to time to glance up, and after not finding anything suspicious, he continued to shoot at Li Qiusheng.

"Zhang Weidong, you little rabbit cub, you have to greet me hard, Lao Tzu's life depends on you......" Fu Zhiyong looked at a few devils not far in front of him, muttered a sentence in a low voice, then took a deep breath and jumped up, threw his legs and raised his gun forward and rushed over......

"I'm grassy, how can I say it! You gave me instructions in advance......" "Bang bang......" Zhang Weidong saw that Fu Zhiyong suddenly rushed up, and immediately scolded in shock, stabilized the pistol and shot quickly.

At this time, the two closest Japanese soldiers immediately noticed Fu Zhiyong's movements, seeing that he was wearing a Japanese military uniform, he suddenly rushed out of the grass, and they were immediately stunned, but then they found that he was actually holding a Mauser military pistol that the Chinese army would only equire, and immediately reacted to raise the gun to shoot at Fu Zhiyong, while not forgetting to scream and remind his companions to pay attention to the situation here, but the two Japanese soldiers were knocked down by the bullets fired by Zhang Weidong before they could shoot.

"Good boy, if you slap it slowly, I'm going to kneel......" Fu Zhiyong rushed two steps and was a sliding shovel, raising his hand, "Bang bang!" The two shots chilled the Japanese infantry who was mixed with the Japanese medics, and the bullet passed through his body and hit the guardrail of the car, and immediately made two crisp sounds of 'clanging', and the spark exploded in an instant.

"Yaga! Ah......" When the two Japanese medical soldiers saw that they were actually attacking them in Chinese disguise as imperial soldiers, they immediately shouted and raised their guns at Fu Zhiyong to shoot.

"Puff...... Burst! Just when Fu Zhiyong was about to roll over, three bullets flew quickly over Fu Zhiyong's head, and accurately shot into the chests of the two Japanese medical soldiers who were about to shoot.

"Grass, Zhang Weidong, you bastard......" Fu Zhiyong glanced at it hurriedly, and suddenly his nose was almost out of breath, and he immediately scolded and bounced off the ground and pounced on the other two Japanese medics, because Fu Zhiyong was worried that if he moved slowly, it was estimated that these two Japanese medics would not be left, and they would have to be killed by Zhang Weidong's bastard.

Fu Zhiyong was less than two meters away from the two Japanese medical soldiers at this time, and this pounce was just a blink of an eye, but Fu Zhiyong's movements were fast enough, and the reaction of a Japanese medical soldier was not slow, and he immediately hooked the trigger on Fu Zhiyong's figure.

With "Bang! With a gunshot, Fu Zhiyong's body also threw the two Japanese medical soldiers to the ground.

"My grass ......" "Ah...... Flax belt ......" Fu Zhiyong waved his hand and knocked out the pistol in the hand of the Japanese medical soldier who shot him, and he was about to smash it into his neck when he raised the gun, but when the Japanese medical soldier shouted and screamed, Fu Zhiyong's arm that smashed down was suddenly a beating, because Fu Zhiyong had already seen that there were actually two Japanese female soldiers pressed under him.

"Don't shoot, we...... Surrendered! Another female Japanese medical soldier who had not been shouting suddenly dropped the pistol in her hand and shouted at Zhiyong in stiff Chinese.

Her arm had been pressed to the ground by Fu Zhiyong's leg, and she couldn't lift the gun to shoot at all, so she simply threw away the pistol, and the weapon that couldn't deter the opponent was useless even if she held it, but it would stimulate the other party to kill herself.

"Up, up, up...... Hurry up, see if there are any alive, and give Lao Tzu two more shots on each corpse, and we don't want to take prisoners. In just such a moment, the remaining few Japanese soldiers had been killed by Zhang Weidong's black gun, and Li Qiusheng and Zhang Dali also took advantage of the gap in the Japanese army's firepower to lead the team to rush up and support Fu Zhiyong at close range.

"Bang bang...... for a while, the gunfire that had just stopped rang out one after another, but this time it was Li Qiusheng who shot the Japanese soldiers who fell to the ground, they were not bloodthirsty thugs, but these Japanese devils who committed heinous crimes in Nanjing City could not stay, and the blood debt had to be repaid with blood.

"Phew...... Battalion commander, it's all settled, what's the situation with you here? Zhang Weidong also rushed over with a Mauser military pistol at this time and asked.

"Put ...... Give me these two Japanese medics...... Take it away, hiss...... "Fu Zhiyong turned over and lay on the ground, a bloody hole was suddenly revealed under the shoulder blade on the left side in front of him, and the blood kept flowing out, obviously the Japanese female medical soldier shot him in a hurry just now, and Fu Zhiyong could only sigh that his luck was not good.

After so many years of actual combat statistics, the hit rate of the pistol in close combat shooting is simply low and scary, the average hit rate is less than 25%, this is mainly because the gunner will have a serious psychological fear of the approaching enemy, resulting in the nervous instinct only want to shoot quickly to kill the other party, and there is no time to consider whether the enemy has been aimed, so in actual combat, within five meters of the fight, the bayonet is more lethal than the pistol, because this distance whether it is with a bayonet or a pistol, The time difference between killing the opponent was about a second, and the gunman didn't have time to fire a second shot, and the enemy's bayonet had already barreled into his body.

"I'm grass, battalion commander, why are you still injured?" Zhang Weidong was immediately startled when he saw Fu Zhiyong's painful expression and the bullet hole under his shoulder blade, and hurriedly went up to help him......

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