After a few days of marching, Ye Feng and everyone were already approaching the periphery of the Songhu battlefield. From time to time, everyone could faintly hear the constant sound of gunfire.

"Big boss, Zhao Zhuang is in front, do we go to Zhuang to rest."

Everyone has been sleeping in the open air for several days, and after a few days of high-intensity marching, everyone is relatively tired, Ye Feng also wants everyone to go to the village to have a good rest, but everyone is the dress of the common people, no matter how you look at it, they look like a group of bandits, no, everyone is actually a group of bandits, but everyone is a group of well-trained bandits who are ready to go to the battlefield to resist Japan.

"That's it! Or rest in situ outside the village. Ye Feng still didn't enter the village after the last day, only sent a few brothers into the village to buy some things, and everyone rested in the woods not far from the village.

Several brothers who brought the ocean into the village quickly bought more than a dozen chickens, a sheep and other things, and even a few pots of wine, seeing that these brothers returned with a full load, Ye Feng immediately ordered everyone to make a fire to cook, except for a few brothers on the periphery who were standing guard, everyone rested in place.

Two hours later, when everyone had eaten and drunk, many of the brothers began to take a nap in the shade of the trees, and it was the end of August, and the weather was still relatively hot, especially at noon.

Ye Feng also took a nap under the shade of the tree, and after a good night's sleep, he felt full of energy and energy.

In the afternoon, Ye Feng saw that everyone was almost resting, and Ye Feng was about to take everyone to move forward, but at this moment, there was a clear sound of gunfire.

"Smack, smack, slap......"

Several gunshots came in a row, and Zhao Long, who was next to Ye Feng, immediately said: "Big boss, it's the voice of Sanba Dagai, it must be a little devil." ”

Soon, a brother who was on guard on the periphery hurriedly ran over to report: "Big boss, I found a little devil, about dozens of people, and the little devil is killing people and setting fire to Zhaozhuang." ”

"Preparing for battle, the snipers quickly seized a favorable position, and the rest of the people, with a small detachment as a unit, surrounded Zhaozhuang and annihilated this group of little devils."

Hearing Ye Feng's order, everyone's eyes lit up, this was the first battle between everyone and the little devil, and it was also the first battle to enter the Songhu battlefield.

Zhao Long, the captain of the special combat team, also took a Garand rifle and took his ten team members to Zhaozhuang not far away.

Seeing that everyone was approaching Zhaozhuang according to their own deployment, Ye Feng also held his Garand sniper rifle and quickly seized a small high ground not far away, which was a small hill.

This is a small hill that Zhao Zhuang is leaning on, only a few tens of meters high, but such a height is enough, lying on the mountain, the situation of the entire Zhao Zhuang is at a glance, which is very suitable for sniping little devils.

Zhao Zhuang Zhuang.

Raging fires have been lit in several places, and many little devils are killing people and setting fires, and the little devils are walking on their lap legs and holding the 38 big covers with good bayonets, and they are screaming, either robbing things or killing people.

"Flower girl, flower girl!"

A few little devils saw a young village girl, these little devils were like evil ghosts in their eyes, their eyes lit up.

"Don't come, don't come......"

This village girl, when she saw these little devils, her face was full of horror, and she kept crying while retreating.

This time, it was a Japanese infantry squad of about seventy people who entered Zhaozhuang, an advance squad of the Little Devil Ito Wing, and a reinforced infantry squad.

The Imp's infantry squad has a machine gun group (two light machine guns), a grenadier group (two grenadiers), and two rifle groups. Each LMG is staffed by four people (commander, shooter, two secondary shooters with ammunition) and two people per grenadier canister. The squad size is between 50 and 70.

With the fierce progress of the Battle of Songhu, the strength of the little devils in the Songhu battlefield continued to increase, at the beginning the little devils were two divisions, namely the third division and the eleventh division, as the war progressed, the little devils have put the ninth division into the battlefield.

In the follow-up, the little devil will add several divisions and regiments, and even heavy artillery brigades, the 13th Division of the little devil has entered the Songhu battlefield, and the 101st Division is also urgently formed, ready to be put into the battlefield.

The Ito Wing, which belongs to the Ninth Division, has just landed on the outskirts of Shanghai today, and as an advance detachment, this infantry squad has already separated from its own wing for several tens of kilometers.

Now the little devil is very arrogant, such an infantry squad dares to stay away from his own large army, and he actually came to this village to burn and loot.

However, for these little devils, there is no shortage of such things, in the past, in Beiping, in Tianjin, often burning, killing and looting.

The captain of the little devil squad held his own command knife, accompanied by several little devils, and watched his soldiers burn, kill and loot with great interest.

"Your Excellency, Captain! The common people of China did not work, and none of them dared to resist. A little devil next to him, Jun Cao, also looked proud.

"Ha Lu Ha ......" The little devil squad leader Ha Luha laughed, and after laughing, the little devil squad leader said: "The people of China, in the eyes of our Japanese Imperial Army, are all a flock of sheep, this time, I will kill them all." ”

It seems that the captain of the little devil squad wants to slaughter Zhuang and kill all the people in Zhao Zhuang.

"Da, da, da..."

A burst of rapid submachine guns rang out, and the ten special combat team members led by Zhao Long had already rushed into Zhao Zhuang under the cover of trees and buildings and began to fire at the little devils.

"Yaga! Gunshots came from there. Hearing the sound that was obviously not a Type 38 rifle, nor was it the sound of his own machine gun, the little devil squad leader's face changed significantly.

The little devils next to them couldn't figure out what the situation was, and when they heard the gunshots, the little devils in the village began to prepare for the battle at this time, and the little devils hurriedly responded to the battle.

As the submachine guns of the special combat team rang out, it didn't take long for a lot of Garand rifles to sound, and the sound of "bang, bang, bang" gunshots, mixed with the sound of submachine guns, looked very beautiful, and in just a few minutes, more than a dozen little devils were killed, and many brothers rushed into the village.

The little devils were all killing people and setting fire in the village, and they were very scattered, all of them were in twos and threes, and the brothers who attacked the village were all in groups of twenty or thirty people, and basically did not encounter any strong resistance from the little devils.

Outside the village, on the top of the mountain.

Condescendingly, the situation in the village, Ye Feng can see it clearly, seeing that the war is going well, Ye Feng is also at ease, originally, Ye Feng is still a little worried and nervous.

The little devil is a standard squad, in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, the combat effectiveness of the little devil was relatively strong, although he had an advantage in numbers and a good level of weapons, but Ye Feng still didn't dare to hold it up.

"Well, that's good." Ye Feng saw that more than a dozen little devils were killed, Ye Feng immediately began to look for a target, and Ye Feng also thought about it.

Soon, three little devils holding Type 38 rifles and resisting against the wall appeared in Ye Feng's field of vision, and the brothers who exchanged fire with these three little devils may only see the little devil's head, but Ye Feng is condescending, almost unobstructed, and the low earthen wall is simply an ornament.

The little devils never expected that on the hill only two or three hundred meters away from them, there was a sniper rifle aimed at them.

Ye Feng calmly aimed at a little devil who was shooting, and gently pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

One headshot, the current Ye Feng, his marksmanship is absolutely first-class, not to mention that he also aimed for two or three seconds, it would be strange not to shoot his head.

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