Kimura was a very clever officer, and he saw that this was a battle in his own home, and as long as he did not fight in a hurry, his men would definitely fight more and more, and the situation would become more and more favorable to him, until at last he had exhausted the enemy, and then he pounced on him, grabbed him by the throat, and ate them in one bite, so as to relieve the depression that had been pressing on his heart for a while.

So Nakamura dispersed his troops, quietly surrounded the headquarters of the secret service, and then pressed forward little by little.

Yin Zhaoli in the headquarters of the secret service is very anxious, the special combat team not only wants to save people, but also takes this team out, but now it is good, the people have not been found, and the outside has been surrounded by devils. As time goes by, there will be more and more devils, not to mention that the person who should be saved has not been found yet, and the person must be found, and then if you want to break through, whether you can get out of Jinan City is still a mystery.

He really wanted to withdraw the special combat team, and when the time came, he would take the responsibility for not completing the task. But after thinking about it, this leader is not an ordinary person, but a leader in Yan'an who is more important than the provincial level, so he can only be exempted from the special combat team, and even the special combat team must complete this arduous task.

So Yin Zhaoli gave another death order, strengthened manpower, and looked for the hole in the basement, and the devil did not shoot if he did not come to him. As a result, the headquarters of the secret service was dusty, and the special operators became diggers, desperately looking for the hole in the basement.

Kimura saw the dust in the headquarters of the secret service, and he also felt strange for a while: "What is the Chinese army doing?" Could it be that they are digging for treasure? No, what treasures are not worth these Chinese troops? Oh, by the way, they're digging in the basement, what's in the basement? That is, some suspects who have not had time to deal with them, do they want to save these suspects who are waiting for death! ”

Kimura finally figured out that one or several of these suspects must have a heavy value, or these Chinese soldiers would not have looked for them so desperately. If this is the case, this battle cannot be fought like this, and once these people are rescued, these Chinese soldiers will have to desperately break through.

So, Captain Kimura gave another order: "A small team, attack." ”

The three machine guns of the first squad rang out, followed by three grenadiers, and under the cover of superior fire, they bent their waists and leaned on the corners of the city to attack.

When the devil's machine gun rang out, Wu Xiaoming calmly picked up his assault rifle, and there was no scope on other people's assault rifles, but a scope was installed on his assault rifle. Li Dazhong also laughed at him: "What is An's little mirror doing, it's in the way." ”

Wu Xiaoming ignored him, and after the three shots rang out, one of the devil's machine guns seemed to be out of order. Wu Xiaoming rolled over and changed places again.

"Da Da Da" rang out three more times, and the other machine gun, which seemed to be a devil, didn't go off again. Wu Xiaoming rolled again and changed to a new position.

Li Dazhong couldn't help but shout: "Good fight, two machine guns." ”

After a while, the devil still had three machine guns. Wu Xiaoming said to Li Dazhong: "Don't just talk about me, how many devils have you beaten?" ”

"Haven't I seen it yet?" Li Dazhong complained, "If I had seen it, I would have collapsed him a long time ago, but the devil's machine gun didn't hit the dumb?" ”

"If you see the devil, it's not certain who will collapse! It's good that the machine gun is not dumb, then he has changed the shooter again. Look at my ...... again."

Wu Xiaoming rang "da-da-da" three times again, and one of the devil's three machine guns didn't go off.

At this moment, Li Dazhong was a little convinced, and said: "That's really the case, it's three for a while!" ”

"There are 12 in total, you only have a few, a total of 6, I'll give you the right calculation!"

Li Dazhong had no choice but to say: "That's right, but I can't see the devil!" If you see a devil, you will definitely catch up with you. ”

Wu Xiaoming patiently said to him: "To be able to discover the other party, first of all, it is a trick, what is this scope for, isn't it magnification, and you don't need to find the devil's ready-made science, count on the eyes, how far can the eyes see!" ”

Li Dazhong took the assault rifle with a scope and looked at it, and found that it was much better than the eyes, and said in surprise: "Don't say it, it's really better, it's really much better than the eyes." But the leader didn't send me this little mirror! ”

"You think this little mirror is just a random person!? Really. ”

"Oh, I see, you're a sniper, aren't you?"

"You just found out!" Wu Xiaoming said proudly.

At this moment, Li Dazhong was even more convinced of Wu Xiaoming: "You can speak Japanese again, and you are still a sniper, I really look down on you." However, if you want to talk about big blades, you are not necessarily as strong as me. ”

Li Dazhong is such a person, he always has to find out his strengths and compare the weaknesses of the other party, so that he feels very happy in his heart.

A squad of devils rushed up with a "whoa, whoaa." These little devils rushed and retreated their bullets, and they wanted to prove that they were the Japanese Imperial Army, the bravest and most loyal Japanese samurai.

Yin Zhaoli looked at it and smiled, if you want to talk about fighting skills, this is the best skill of the special combat team, so it's good to fight, save bullets, and win the time to rescue the leader.

So, Yin Zhaoli yelled: "One is on the line, and the second is covering." ”

Zhang Xiuguan, the commander of the first company of the special combat team, yelled: "First company, follow me!" He took the lead and rushed out of the ruins, and pounced on the devils with bayonets, and dozens of warriors then rose up and rushed into the devils' pile at once, fighting with the devils.

The sound of ping-pong bayonets, the sound of wheezing, the thud of falling to the ground, and the faint groaning before dying were all in the ears.

Two elite armies are fighting, the same thing is that, apart from these voices, those superfluous shouts, unnecessary nonsense, the sounds of looking around on the battlefield, shouting for help, there are almost none.

Li Dazhong still snorted twice, gritted his teeth and said: "This Wu Xiaoming is too arrogant, he has not won against him in Japanese, he has not won against him in gunfighting, if you want to say that he has a big knife, he can't compare to me." ”

Li Dazhong brandished a bright big blade, and the little devil who came according to it was a knife, this little devil was quite fine, took a step back, flashed at once, and when he flashed, he also used a bayonet to support it, that is, to control the direction of Li Dazhong's big knife.

Li Dazhong saw that the first knife was missed, his wrist flipped over, and the second knife was cut back again, and the little devil took a step back, flashed this knife, and held the bayonet and supported the direction of the big knife. "Okay, even this little devil won't give me a face, so I have to ask me to cut you, and let Wu Xiaoming take a look, I'm no worse than you."

Li Dazhong didn't cut the two knives, he was already a little angry in his heart, and then his wrist flipped over, and the third knife came down again. The little devil took another step back and dodged the third slash.

These three knife misses have completely aroused the anger in Li Da's center, and he can't help but have blood surging up his head, his face is flushed, his whole body is full of strength, and all his nerves seem to be concentrated in his hand.

The little devil took a look, this Li Dazhong is these three moves, what else, I'll give you another knife first, a piercing, "ah-" sound, according to Li Dazhong's chest is a bayonet.

Li Dazhong used the steel knife to stand up slightly, and easily flashed the little devil's bayonet, and then with a flip of his wrist, the steel knife chopped off the little devil's face. This little devil had just sent the bayonet out, and before he could take it back, he had been chopped into the center of his eyebrows, and he cried out in pain: "Oops-" His eyes subconsciously closed.

This closed eye, that is, there is 0.2 seconds of effort, and this 0.2 seconds of time is enough, Li Dazhong is holding a steel knife in his hand to shine on the face of the little devil, but he can't be idle on his legs, his right leg is holding up, and his left leg is a kick on the little devil's lower body.

Just now, this little devil has been stabbed in the door, and this knife has been injured very lightly, and now he has been kicked at the root of his life, who can stand it! This little devil involuntarily clamped his legs again, and wanted to cover his face and crotch with both hands, but he couldn't protect anywhere, because there was still a gun in his hand, which was in the way!

Li Dazhong couldn't give him another chance, the steel knife in his right hand was slightly taken back, he gathered his strength, and then came again, his wrist turned up, and the devil's small head flew up like a leather ball, "brushing-" and flew up, full of enthusiasm, and his head fell to the ground, and he rolled on the ground a few times before he stopped, and at this time, his body had not fallen, as if he was still trying to support this land, unwilling to leave this bloody world.

"Fuck off—" Li Dazhong cursed, kicking the headless corpse of the little devil down.

Li Dazhong looked at Wu Xiaoming a little excitedly. If Wu Xiaoming sees it, he doesn't need to say it himself, if Wu Xiaoming can't see it, he will remind him, don't always be as if he is amazing.

At this time, Wu Xiaoming was wielding his sapper shovel, like a tiger breaking into the flock, slaughtering the Japanese invaders.

This sapper shovel, almost entirely of steel, was made of wood, which was also made of very soft and strong white wax poles, and five or six small iron nails alone were wedged up, and it was impossible to disconnect them. Not to mention the material on the head, which is made of special tool steel by Han Xingjian, which is tough and rigid, slightly pointed, and has blades on the top of the head, even if you can use it to cut meat and vegetables.

According to the words of Han Xing of the Arsenal, the body of the soldiers is covered by the bunker, and the most important tool for digging the bunker is the sapper shovel, how can it be done without a good tool? When necessary, it is still a powerful broadsword or a sharp blade to kill the enemy, even if it does not sharpen iron like clay, then its steel blade must not be inferior to the hardness of the big blade.

When digging the fortifications just now, a Japanese spy was dug up, and Wu Xiaoming immediately flattened his head with a sapper shovel, first, Wu Xiaoming has kung fu, and the sapper shovel must have enough good steel to make it!

Therefore, Wu Xiaoming was very optimistic about this sapper shovel, and when he was fighting with the devil, he simply put the assault rifle on his back and touched the sapper shovel and came up.