Zheng Sanming said to the more than 20 brothers squatting beside him: "Brothers, we can't always be beaten by little devils, this is too special, and now there are many brothers who have not died in the village, I don't know how many." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

He paused for a moment and ordered: "Now our troops are divided into six combat groups, each of which cooperates with each other to fight, specifically to deal with a lone or one or two devils, one group lures the enemy, and waits for the enemy to sweep out a shuttle of bullets and reload magazines, and at the same time shoots out, destroy them, do you understand?" Let's go. ”

Zheng Sanming led two teams to search for the enemy cautiously in the lanes of the village, and he was about to turn into another lane, when he suddenly found a black shadow emerging not far away, he made a gesture to the other team, and he led a group to touch it.

Approaching the place where the figure was outcropping, Zheng Sanming tripped over something, and looked down to see the corpse of a villager under his feet.

He crouched down and picked up the villager against the wall, he wanted to take off the villager's shirt as a cover and lure out the enemy, but as soon as he leaned the villager against the wall and showed his head, he was suddenly hit by a burst of submachine gun bullets, and the villager's head was smashed.

Zheng Sanming lay down the villager, angrily picked up the gun and shot at the devil special forces, the cunning little devil swept away the bullets with a shuttle, squatted at the base of the wall to change the magazine, another team suddenly appeared behind him, the devil found that before he could turn around, he was fatally hunted by several bullets, and his body was soft at the base of the wall.

A brother rushed over, kicked and scolded: "Bastard, I thought you were still invulnerable, it turned out that you were also a mud fetus and flesh, lying in a groove ......." ”

The little devil who was lying on the ground saw a Kuomintang soldier scolding and scolding with his peripheral eyes, he took the hand pinned behind his back, slowly felt out the Wang Ba box on his waist, rubbed it on the ground twice, and suddenly pulled it out, a gunshot rang out, and the soldier who came over was shot and fell in a pool of blood.

Zheng Sanming didn't expect that this little devil would have to find a back pad when he was dying, he rushed to him and fired several shots in succession, until the last bullet entered the little devil's body, and the little devil was motionless like a skin, so he stopped.

He kicked the devil special forces a few times, put all the equipment on his body, and then waved his hand and ordered: "Continue to see the opportunity to destroy the little devil." ”

The battle group that was walking in front suddenly waved their hands and crouched down in the back, making two gestures, suggesting that a little devil was touching this way.

Zheng Sanming retreated to a courtyard with another team, and slowly leaned out half of his head against the courtyard wall, and before he could see clearly, a shuttle of bullets swept over, making Zheng Sanming squat on the ground in fright.

Just when he thought that the devil's bullet was finished, another gunshot rang out, and the little devil cursed "Bastard, your ......." With a heavy body on the ground, a bullet screamed with a half-shuttle little devil that had not finished firing, and another little devil special forces were eliminated.

Zheng Sanming took the brothers of the two groups and continued to look for opportunities to kill the devil special forces, when a soldier just turned out of the corner and happened to collide with a little devil, the two were so frightened that they took a few steps back at the same time, the little devil reacted very quickly, pulled the trigger and fired.

The soldier saw that the little devil was about to shoot, and he rushed forward desperately, and the gun went off, and the bullets entered the soldier's body, some stayed inside, and some of the bullets broke through the body and flew out.

Zheng Sanming, who was walking behind, heard a sudden gunshot from the corner of the wall, and he looked at it, and his brother hugged the little devil, blocked the muzzle of the gun in front of him, and let the bullet enter his body.

Zheng Sanming jumped out violently, didn't need to aim at the gun, and shot at the little devil, and the shot exploded the little devil's head, and the soldier hugged the little devil and fell to the ground at the same time, and died tragically.

In less than an hour, Zheng Sanming led his brothers to kill four little devil special forces under the cover of the village's lanes.

The devil special forces found that four elite warriors of the empire had been killed one after another, and in order to preserve their strength, a small leader ordered: "This army is cunning and cunning, and our elite died here, which is a great shame for our imperial special forces, and they all withdrew from the village." ”

Zheng Sanming found that the little devil suddenly had no shadow, and he ordered the soldiers and brothers to search the west of the village according to the deployment of the combat group, and found that the enemy was resolutely eliminated.

More than a dozen special forces soldiers of the devil retreated to the west of the village, not daring to rush directly into the grove, for fear of being exposed to the guns of the enemy who followed, they hid in a large courtyard, waiting for the opportunity to evacuate.

Zheng Sanming touched a house, but found no trace of the enemy, he turned around the courtyard and saw a platform against the south wall, and a half-human-high earthen wall was built around the platform.

He walked up the dirt steps of the bungalow little by little, and as soon as his head was exposed to the platform, he didn't dare to stand up so swaggeringly, crawled up to the platform, raised his head and glanced around, this look startled him, he saw that across the two courtyards, there were less than ten members of the enemy's special forces who were fully armed, and they were nervously watching around.

Suddenly, a little devil screamed, "Over there, there's ...... over there." ”

Before he finished shouting, Zheng Sanming picked up the captured submachine gun, and the 'sudden .....' was a shuttle, so that the little devil cowered on the ground and did not dare to raise his head.

Zheng Sanming took out a grenade and threw it into the courtyard, with a 'boom' explosion, and before the smoke cleared, he threw out another one, and it exploded again.

Taking advantage of the smoke of the explosion, which had not yet dissipated, he jumped to the opposite wall, followed by several soldiers, and quickly crossed the ridge of the wall and surrounded the courtyard.

The whole yard was blown out of two big pits, and not only were no living little devils found, but not even a single dead one.

Zheng Sanming frowned and scolded: "Bastard, could it be that this little devil's special forces will escape?" I stared at them with my own eyes, how come I didn't see any of them when I got there? ”

Fearing a surprise attack by the enemy, he ordered the brothers to evacuate the courtyard immediately and continue their search.

The members of the devil's special forces, their purpose is to protect their own safety, to hit the enemy to the greatest extent, once they find that they are not good for themselves, their lives are threatened, they must unconditionally withdraw from the battle, leaving the battlefield to the follow-up troops.

Suddenly attacked by Zheng Sanming just now, these nearly ten little devils felt that the danger was approaching step by step, and their only thought was to evacuate immediately, protect the surviving imperial elites, and quickly withdraw from the battle.

Zheng Sanming led the brothers to search for a while, but found no trace of the devil, and a soldier asked, "Sir, did you say that the little devil was beaten by us and escaped from the village?" Otherwise, there won't be no one? ”

"Don't underestimate the special forces of these little devils, you should know that the devil special forces who infiltrated Xinmu City this time are a well-known elite in the North China Theater of Japan, and they are not easy to eliminate, let alone escape, I think these dozen or so bastards should be hiding in a dark place, and then destroy us when they have the opportunity, brothers, speed up the search, find them as soon as possible, kill this group of bastards, and avenge the more than 200 lives of Songjiawa Village who died under the enemy's bayonet gun, and avenge the brothers who died in battle."

At this time, Yan Ruofei, who was hidden on the hillside, couldn't hear the gunshots in the village, and he guessed with apprehension, could it be that Zheng Sanming's sharp knife platoon was all killed? Or did the knife platoon wipe out all the special forces of the little devils?

He didn't dare to boldly believe in the last one, let alone face that the first one would become a fact.

Yan Ruofei's eyes were always fixed on the woods in the west of the village, and his eyes were a little sour, but he didn't dare to be careless, once he was a little careless, it was not just as simple as letting go of the enemy, it was very likely that because of his own negligence, he would be shot fatally, and the fun would be over.

Miyamoto, who was hidden in the woods, could not hear the gunshots coming from the village at this time, and he was also worried about his imperial elite, but he firmly believed that the warriors of the empire were invincible, so why didn't he see them return? Could it be, could it be ......, he didn't dare to imagine it anymore.

The supreme commanders of both sides put themselves out of this battle, they no longer think about the success or failure of the battle, and they can't take it into account at this time, but they are thinking about how to eliminate the other party's commander.

Miyamoto Shaoza has already decided in his heart that the person who is fighting against him must be the supreme commander of the enemy, and the master duel can be seen than patience. (To be continued.) )