Leaving aside the futuristic Japanese that authentic Japanese must not understand, Jin Tao tugged on the rope in his hand, and then the designed chain of thunder began a chain reaction.

The first to explode was a grenade at the back of the attacking Japanese formation. Then take a step forward, and another one. The Japanese soldiers who heard the explosion were all veterans who had picked up their lives on the battlefield. By the time of the first explosion, they had already arched headlong into what seemed like a safer place nearby.

From the back to front, however, one after another airburst grenades exploded above their heads. In the face of the fireworks of gunpowder and the forest of steel blooming in the sky, whether it was the steel helmet or the place where they were hiding, there was no protection against this kind of shrapnel flying from top to bottom.

The serial explosions not only distracted the Japanese infantry in the minefield, but also caused the machine gun and grenadier teams supporting them behind them to watch their misfortune with their mouths half open. And the smoke of gunpowder on the heavy battlefield, I don't know where to fire the ammunition in my hand.

When the smoke cleared, the brutal scene was fully revealed. At the scene of the massacre made of more than a dozen grenades, not a single survivor of the Japanese infantry was borne. There is no chance of surviving an explosion at close range. Even if he doesn't die, he can only become a seriously injured cry and wail underground.

Now the only question for Jin Tao is, what to do with the grenadier group and the machine gun group?

It's difficult, no!

Jin Tao himself is a sniper in the "virtual battlefield", and he has conducted a full set of collected information on foreign and Chinese armies, and is a sniper who has undergone rigorous training. At such a distance, it also acts on the 38 big cover with a very long range, and cleans up a few remnants of the little devils, that's not a problem!

"Poof!"

In the spitting gunshots, Jin Tao could only hear the collision of the bolts. There is no muzzle flame, no gunfire at all. Using the high-pressure steam pipes in the power plant as mufflers is the right choice. And he also admires Yan Lidong and Mu Shanjie quite a lot, just by virtue of hand-drills and frustration knives, they can make such equipment, and they have to make a great contribution.

Already shocked by the explosion in front of him, the commander of the devil's machine gun team, dragged his war knife to the ground in his hand, and stared straight ahead with his eyes. Silently, a stream of blood flowed down his face, splitting his face into two unequal halves.

"Damn, the bullet is floating and hits the forehead, it should hit under the nose!"

Jin Tao, who had hit high, felt a little embarrassed, stabilized the gun again, and began to aim at the next target again.

The machine gunner, who did not hear the officer's order, still looked at the strings of corpses in front of him in a daze. He didn't understand if the Chinese army they encountered was magically cast by someone. The deputy commander of the fire support unit found a problem, and seeing the blood on the commander's face, he raised his combat knife in surprise and just wanted to issue an order.

However, his knife froze silently in mid-air, but this time Jin Tao's bullet hit him in the nose. As mentioned earlier, the nose is the cerebellum. Even if you can't kill him, you will be a vegetative person for the rest of your life. It's like Jin Tao wants his subordinates to hit the legs of the ghost soldiers, and shoot at the knee as much as possible.

One shot down, in terms of the little devil's medical skills at this time, amputation is certain! At that time, the little devil's street was full of "three legs" with crutches, and his shooting skills of the soldiers of the Chiyou Army were even practiced.

When the two commanders all died silently, the remaining devils were all shocked. They looked at each other, and the machine gunner gritted his teeth and swept aimlessly forward, but Jin Tao, the person who fired the gun, didn't like it.

"Damn, don't surrender, right, look at grandpa's methods!"

"Poof" was another shot, and again the Devil Heavy's head tilted back. This was due to the fact that there was a steel helmet in the way, and the steel helmet pulled his helmet backwards. At such a close distance, if the other party is standing upright, then the bullet is most likely to pass through.

When another Heavy fell, the last Heavy knew he couldn't stay here any longer. They don't have the ability to infantry, so even if they have the chance, who should they fight?

"You can run, but leave the weapon behind!"

When the first Japanese soldier to face the silence of the jungle as if there were ghosts in it, grabbed his machine gun and turned around to escape, Jin Tao's bullet caught up with him. This time, it was shot straight through the back of the head. The person who was running seemed to have been pushed by someone, and the corpse arched itself in the grass on the side and never moved again.

"After holding your head with your fingers crossed, kneel on the ground with your legs folded!"

In the nearby grass, there was a message to the grenadiers. The two grenadiers and their ammantors looked at each other, dropped their grenadiers together, and rolled into the grass without looking back. As they rolled, they saw the man who had been hurting him silently.

"Is that a person?"

In the tall canopy, a man-bear-like creature appeared. If it weren't for the fact that he was carrying a rifle in his hand, I am afraid that he would have been considered some kind of mountain ghost or something.

Just after the last few devil soldiers rolled down, another bullet shot out of Jin Tao's rifle. In a short period of time, a 5-shot bridge clip was finished by him. And it's a gun headshot, looking at the appearance and shooting speed, you don't even have to aim!

"King Jin Da Yama is really the reincarnation of Lord Yama, I said that my gun is accurate, he dog. The day is not aimed at all! ”

Wei Junshu was completely convinced, he was a sharpshooter, and he had to aim before shooting. But Jin Tao's shooting skills were practiced in dynamic shooting training. Different trainings are two different things.

Listening to Wei Junshu's words, everyone was convinced. A bridge clip with 5 rounds, he was a gun headshot. After he said this, he heard it in the ears of Qiu Qingquan and Liao Yaoxiang, and the two of them couldn't believe it.

At a distance of 100 meters, if you are on the training ground, this is considered excellent shooting. But this is the battlefield, so fast, attacking a devil fire and support point that is shooting in cover. And a gun headshot, this is definitely not the ability of a normal person.

"Hey, look at it, I think this kid still has the ability, we didn't see it!"

Hearing the convincing in Qiu Qingquan's voice, Liao Yaoxiang grinned and nodded, he had to admit that this "Golden Yama King" was really a master of killing people on the battlefield.

"Don't even look at it, strip these guys naked, and leave the corpses alone!"

While the people of the "Desperate Brigade" were watching, Jin Tao's order came again. And he himself, filling his rifle with ammunition, led a few people to chase down the mountain. Don't let go of any of them, this is the unchanging purpose of Chiyou Army.

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――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― when Jin Tao used a reduced gun and indiscriminately aimed at the standard style of the Kuomintang army to lure the devil squad into the ambush circle. Zhao Deyi under the mountain has already wrapped the entire artillery team and machine gun team with dumplings.

"Bang bang...... Hi! ”

"Bang bang...... Hi! ”

"Yaga...... Bang Bang ...... Hi! ”

If you hear the last sentence, you must already understand that this is not the rhythm of dancing. If it is a dance, the guy who stands like a stake, only his neck and head can move, must have been slapped by his dance partner "Foshan vista foot", jumped to the distant Siguo cliff to regret.

This is Zhao Deyi and his "safari team" slapping others, not only that, but they also let others line up and stand up, and then fan them one by one. This is not their arrogance, this is the right of the Japanese military police forces. This is especially true when their officers are taken down and tied up.

Originally, Zhao Deyi didn't intend to be so "arrogant", but unfortunately he had to delay time, so he had to pretend to find trouble with the devil artillery team in front of him.

"Your conscience is greatly broken. Our infantry fought bloodily at the front, and you turned a deaf ear to their requests for support. ”

The officers of the Devil's Artillery Corps were confused, they had never seen any orders. They had been watching the ridge with binoculars and artillery mirrors, but there was no fighting there at all.

Also, when Jin Tao eliminated the first two devil squads, he didn't make a sound at all. Even if they killed everyone, they did not see any Kuomintang soldiers or hear their gunfire.

The support group at the bottom of the mountain had always thought that the search on the mountain was going well, especially since the few gunshots and explosions were heard. It wasn't much different from when they usually searched for the Chinese people, grabbed the food, and made people feel easy. The only thing the artillerymen were unhappy with was that they didn't have the same opportunity to search for the goodies as the infantry.

"This ......"

The officer of the fire support group wanted to explain a few words, but Zhao De, who was wearing an officer's uniform, came over early in the morning. Two slaps went up, and he was left with "hi, hi". Then, with a wave of his hand, two soldiers rushed behind him, tying up the officers in the blink of an eye, and even gagging them.

The officers seemed to understand, but unfortunately they couldn't say anything. As for the soldiers, in the face of these military officers, they didn't dare to move, only held their faces and were slapped.

It is a sad thing to educate a soldier to be such a soldier who is completely incapable of thinking and does not even have dignity. Some people say that such a Japanese army is the best soldier in World War II, I don't know if the person who said this was kicked in the head by a donkey!

If they're the best soldiers, then what are the Storm Troopers, God?