Liu Changfeng raised his voice slightly and said: "Wait a minute, I'll shoot the first shot, kill the commander of the Japanese devils first, and then everyone will shoot freely, and you must remember to hide yourself."

"Got it." The crowd replied softly. The battle was on the verge of breaking out, and a tense and oppressive atmosphere filled the air.

More than 30 Japanese soldiers, under the leadership of the commander Fujita Saburo, chased after them in a chaotic manner, like a male dog in estrus, with glowing eyes, sperm insects on the brain, flower girls with brains full of brains, most of them had guns on their backs, and their vigilance at this time was almost zero.

Saburo Fujita looked frivolous, smiling, and high-spirited, as if the flower girl he fancied was right in front of him, unaware that a gun in the distance had been aimed at him and locked onto him.

Liu Changfeng did not use his Type 88 sniper rifle, but chose the 38 cover in Chu Ning'er's hand, it is undeniable that the Japanese 38 cover has its advantages, high accuracy, long range, strong penetration, stable performance, magazine capacity of five bullets, although it is manual, each bullet needs to pull the bolt, but in the current situation, it is enough.

Liu Changfeng filled the magazine for the 38 big cover, loaded the bullet, held the gun with both hands, closed his eyes slightly, aimed straight at and locked on the Japanese second lieutenant commander, and gently put his fingers on the trigger.

Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters, kill, at dusk Liu Changfeng opened his tiger eyes, a strong murderous aura burst out, and his fingers pulled the trigger.

"Smack." The unique gunshot of the 38 big cover suddenly rang out, breaking the quiet field, the 6.5 mm bullet broke through the chamber, emitting a scorching atmosphere, roaring and galloping away, the trajectory was straight, a distance of 100 meters, in the blink of an eye, a soft pop, accurately hit Fujita Saburo's eyebrows, the strong penetration of the bullet shattered his head, opened his skull, drilled out of the back of the head, and shocking blood splashed out.

Saburo Fujita fell straight to the ground and died, and the dream of the flower girl vanished, and she went to see Aunt Amaterasu, who was Japanese.

Before the Japanese soldiers could react, Li Rong and Qin Sihai couldn't wait for a long time, and pulled the trigger one after another, "Bang Gou, Bang Gou." In the face of a swarm of Japanese soldiers rushing over, it was difficult to fight, and two Japanese soldiers were shot and fell to the ground.

At the same time, a sharp whistling sound sounded, Qin Xiaobao exhaled, opened his bow and set up an arrow, and the feather arrow flashing with cold light shot at the Japanese soldier like lightning, accompanied by the sound of the arrow entering the flesh, a Japanese soldier screamed and fell to the ground and died.

The sudden attack suddenly surprised the Japanese soldiers, and they fell to the ground one after another, hurriedly taking the gun from their backs to return fire, and the only crooked light machine gun had just been set up, and the machine gunner was named by Liu Changfeng before he could start shooting.

Liu Changfeng's biggest task now is to ensure that the Japanese crooked machine gun cannot fire, as long as someone tries to manipulate it, Liu Changfeng will definitely kill him, a distance of 100 meters, if you can't hit, then you don't have to mix, Liu Changfeng said to himself.

Although the Japanese soldiers have good marksmanship and have an advantage in numbers, they are at an absolute disadvantage in the terrain and need to look up at the enemy, but the enemy is well concealed and always misses the enemy, while their own people are constantly killed, and what is even more aggrieved is that the most powerful crooked machine gun cannot fire, as long as someone approaches, they will be killed, and four people have fallen in front of the crooked sub-machine gun, and the crooked sub-machine gun is like a hot potato, and no one wants to touch it.

Li Rong's face was cold, as cold as ice, and she kept pulling the trigger, and the dirt on the slope was flying from time to time, which was splashed by bullets fired by Japanese soldiers, which was very thrilling.

Qin Sihai was lying on the ground, his face was cold, he kept pulling the trigger, the hot bullet casings kept falling to the ground, and the collision between the bullet casings made a clanging sound, and he had already killed four Japanese soldiers.

Among the crowd, Qin Xiaobao was the most thrilling, because he needed a large movement to pull the bowstring, and several bullets flew past his ears, and the hot bullets made his cheeks hurt faintly.

Su Wenwen and Chu Ning'er simply helped Liu Changfeng load bullets, whenever Liu Changfeng emptied the bullets in the magazine, they handed over the loaded gun to Liu Changfeng, and then took the gun without bullets, and hurriedly helped to load the bullets in the magazine.

At a glance, Liu Changfeng saw Qin Xiaobao, who was in danger, his face changed greatly, and he shouted loudly: "Xiaobao, lie down."

At such a distance, in a face-to-face confrontation, Qin Xiaobao's cold weapon could not take any advantage, and he would definitely suffer. Qin Xiaobao also realized this, and lay down in annoyance, secretly sulking, if only he knew that he would have taken the gun of the captured Japanese out.

Liu Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Qin Xiaobao was no longer bending his bow and arrows, turned his head and calmly pulled the trigger, every time a shot was shot, a Japanese soldier would definitely be killed.

The enemy's marksmanship is accurate, the Japanese soldiers are in a dilemma, neither advance nor retreat, seeing that there are fewer and fewer people alive, more than 30 people are left in the blink of an eye, and if they continue to stay here, they will be the enemy's live target, I don't know who shouted, and the Japanese soldiers who are still alive get up and run back.

In this way, the Japanese soldiers completely handed over their backs to Liu Changfeng and others, and Liu Changfeng and others could calmly shoot the Japanese soldiers without any threat.

Liu Changfeng stood up, a cold smile flashed on his resolute face, holding the gun with both hands, aiming, calmly pulling the trigger, Huang Cancan's bullet case jumped out and fell to the ground happily.

Bang hook, bang hook, the gunshots kept ringing out, and the hot bullets roared, like the Grim Reaper wielding a scythe, ending one evil life after another. With the last shot, the bullet struck the back of the last Japanese soldier, piercing through his chest, splattering blood, and the Japanese soldier ran several steps forward before he died.

The Qin brothers were dumbfounded, Liu Changfeng's marksmanship was like a god, and the two brothers were shocked at each other.

In this battle, Li Rong and Qin Sihai each killed five Japanese soldiers, Qin Xiaobao shot three people, and Liu Changfeng alone killed more than 20 Japanese soldiers.

Everyone stood up, looked excited, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and fought a great victory, eliminating more than thirty devils, and they were unscathed, which was really worth rejoicing.

"This little devil is not very good, he has not been beaten at all, why can't the national army beat them?" Qin Xiaobao's heart was full of confusion.

"You're wrong." Liu Changfeng said solemnly: "Strictly speaking, we just didn't count a war, we could only be regarded as a sneak attack, on the frontal battlefield, fighting is a flurry of artillery fire, flesh and blood flying, artillery shells and tsunamis, falling like raindrops, and life is as fragile as a piece of paper."

"So scary?" Qin Xiaobao couldn't help but change color on his face.

"It's not terrible, it's cruel, war is a game for the brave." Liu Changfeng corrected: "Of course, how to fight the battle is decided by people, as long as you have the right method, you will win." As we had just done, we had the right place at the right time, and I suppressed the most powerful crooked machine guns of the Japanese, who could not play to their advantage and could only be beaten passively. ”

"You're saying we can beat them when their advantage is no longer their advantage?" Qin Sihai's eyes lit up and he said in surprise.