Dong Ku watched Liu Hai busy with a few hunters, and couldn't help nodding secretly. Orion, for the cleaning of traps and trails, is indeed unique.

Not to mention anything else, just the mine buried, the new pit sprinkled with dry soil, and the green grass on it, even if you step on it, you won't care. Seeing the bangs disappear into the grass after they finished their work, Dong Ku made a gesture from this line, and then hid with Huzi, Liu Zhong and Goudan, waiting for the arrival of the motorcycle.

More than half an hour later, the sudden sound of motorcycles entered everyone's ears, and all the hunters suddenly became nervous, and they wanted to get their guns in their hands, but they were stopped by Junko and others.

"Don't take a gun without an order, don't shoot without an order, remember it!"

On the positions of small groups, the content of what is said is the same.

Soon, the motorcycle suddenly showed its head, and under the nervous gaze of everyone, it turned around the foot of the mountain.

Creak!!

In the sound of emergency braking, the three motorcycles almost collided together, and the first one was a sharp turn, and the sidecar was clinging to the trunk of a tree on the road, almost crashing.

Before the panicked little devils came back to their senses, in the sound of the booming bowstring vibration, one by one the Japanese soldiers did not even react, they were shot one after another, and when the brake sound disappeared, the Japanese soldiers on the car were all out of breath, either fell under the car, or lay on the car body, they didn't even see the figure that killed them, they were busy dodging, and lost their lives.

"Move fast, everyone is ready!"

Dong Ku quickly disassembled the repeater and put it into his backpack, picked up a handful of 38 big covers, turned around and ran towards the ambush position.

Liu Goudan Huzi and his movements were not slow, and after stepping forward to mend the little devils one by one, they quickly dismantled the repeater and put it away, and each ran to the ambush site with a gun. Liu Zhong carried his spear on his back, carried the crooked handle on the shoulder bucket in one hand, and carried several bullet buckets in the other, and followed closely behind Huzi and them.

"! Brother Zhong, have they solved the little devil on the electric donkey? Why didn't you hear the gunshots? ”

One of the hunters looked at the people running in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief.

Although the other hunters did not squeak, they were also shocked. That's seven or eight little devils with guns, and that's it?

Their vision was blocked, and they couldn't see the picture of killing the Japanese soldiers, but they could all hear the movement of the motorcycle brakes, so when they saw Liu Zhong, who had not held a crooked handle before, carrying a crooked handle, of course they knew what was going on.

In less than a minute, the battle was over, Dong Ku also ran to the ambush, he quickly lay down in the grass, clicked twice, skillfully checked the gun, took out the bullet in the bag and put it in his hand, and then put the shell gun next to him.

Huzi and their movements were the same, they didn't say a word when they arrived at the position, quickly checked the guns, put the two 38 big covers and barge guns, bullets, and put them at hand, and lay down quietly.

Shunzi and Sun Tao were the same, quickly checked the guns, put the shell gun and bullets in hand, but none of them took out the grenades.

As soon as he finished his busy work, the faint roar of the engine came, and the convoy showed its head in the distance.

"Everyone prepare, don't put your finger on the trigger, don't shoot without an order."

As one voice after another, the hunters carefully picked up their guns, poked their muzzles out of the grass, and waited for the order to shoot.

Seven trucks, guarded by more than 60 Japanese soldiers, drove swaying. The machine guns on the carport were pointed at the front, and needless to say, if there was a head on the road, it would be a string of bullets to pass.

Yanagida Murakami, who was sitting in the second car, was holding a command knife in his hand, his body swaying with the bumpy truck, and his mind was full of thoughts about the days after going to Baoqing. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that life was gray, it was a remote and barren place, and the oil and water had already been searched by Nancun Koichi, and he went to feel like exile. It's just that he doesn't know the way, he doesn't have to go to Baoqing at all, he has to go to another place to report, and that will become the place where he stays.

Dong Ku's gun locked onto the machine gunner on the first vehicle, and the muzzle of the gun moved forward with the truck.

Unbeknownst to them, dozens of guns were pointing at them not far away, and they turned steadily past the foot of the mountain.

At the moment when the truck stopped urgently, Dong Ku pulled the trigger steadily.

Bang!

The crisp sound of gunfire broke the silence of the mountain forest, and the machine gunner on the front truck burst out with a cloud of blood mist on his head at the moment of gunfire, and his body was crooked, and he collapsed in the car.

Dadada!

At the moment when Dong Ku's guns rang out, the dense gunfire suddenly exploded, and the machine guns of Mengzi, Yanzi, and Liu Zhong spewed flames, and a bullet chain covered the unobstructed Japanese soldiers on the truck, and the debris of the truck's box board splashed, and in the blood splashes, most of the Japanese soldiers on the truck were killed before they had time to react.

"Ambushed!!"

Yanagida, who was in a daze, shook his body in the emergency braking, and before he could see what was going on in front of him, he was awakened by the sound of dense gunshots. While quickly pushing the driver to get out of the car from the other side, he took out his pistol and carried the command knife to get out of the open door with quick movements, without the clumsiness of being bloated at all.

The moment Yanagida got out of the cab, there was a loud bang, and a dazzling fire broke out under the truck behind the convoy, and the truck was torn apart by the violent shock wave, and in the process of flying, the steel twisted and burned, and fell apart.

The Japanese soldiers on the truck spat out pieces of internal organs in the explosion, and without even pain, they flew out with the broken truck.

"Aim at people!"

Dong Ku shouted after the gunshot, then quickly pulled the bolt of the gun, and with a bang, the head of the Japanese soldier who had just jumped out of the car and raised his gun to aim in this direction exploded.

The sudden gunfire not only stunned the Japanese army, but also those hunters, and in Dong Ku's shouting, they caught the panicked figure and pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!

The gunfire was immediately loud, and in the screaming of bullets, one by one the Japanese soldiers were knocked to the ground.

The machine gunner on the truck didn't even have time to pull the trigger before he was named by Junko and others. Without the suppression of the machine gun, the three crooked handles showed their might, and when Yanagida had just landed and organized a counterattack by the Japanese army who jumped from this direction, the four trucks in front and behind were already riddled with holes.

"I hit ......"

A hunter was dancing with his hands, and was about to jump up excitedly, but the executioner next to him was quick, and he held his head and shouted: "Look for death!" ”

The hunter's head was almost pinned into the dirt, but he was still too excited to help himself, and he didn't care about Junko's rudeness, and pulled the bolt and aimed it down.

He saw a Japanese soldier who jumped out of the car, had just climbed up, and before the gun was raised, before he could pull the trigger, a gunshot rang out next to him, and the Japanese soldier's head exploded like a watermelon.

Seeing that the target had fallen, he didn't care, turned his gun and aimed at the Japanese soldiers who were lying on their stomachs under the wheels of the car and shooting this way.

But before he could exert his fingers, there was another gunshot around him, and the head of the Japanese soldier lying on his stomach exploded into a cloud of blood mist, blocking his vision.

"Who's going to rob me! So unsophisticated!! ”

The hunter muttered quietly, turned his head, and then remembered that it was Junko lying next to him.

Before he could turn his gaze back, he pulled the bolt of the gun neatly, and slammed another shot, skillfully and cleanly.

"Huh!"

The hunter turned his head in surprise, looked at the figure that fell as soon as the Junko gun went off, and was so surprised that he had forgotten to shoot, and just listened to the sound of Junko's gunfire and counted.

The ten hunters led by the yak stopped shooting at this time, and they all stared at the truck in front of them in a daze. The machine-gun fire was far faster and more accurate than theirs, and often before they could take aim, the figure fell to the ground with two clicks.

Sun Tao was in the same situation there, after two rounds of random gunning, all the hunters were watching Sun Tao's performance. They were amazed at the speed at which Sun Tao changed bullets, at Sun Tao's rapid aiming action, and at accurate shooting.

Liu Zhong cleaned the bullets of the bucket, he did not change the bucket, put down the machine gun and picked up the 38 big covers, and the beginning of the roll call of a gun. As long as the gun sounded, a figure fell down, and it was a headshot, and the hunter next to him was stupid. The speed and accuracy of the gun made Liu Zhong, who was already quite famous, even more bullish in their eyes.

Yanagida Murakami knew at this time that he was in trouble. He got up from the ground and hid behind the car, watching the soldiers being shot in the head, and he knew that the ambush he encountered was definitely not a non-governmental organization such as the Anti-Japanese Federation, but a well-trained regular army.

None of the Japanese soldiers who reacted jumped out of the car could still stand in the front, and the smart ones who jumped from the back were powerless to fight back. They had just shown their heads, and before they could find their target, their heads burst and they fell to the ground. There were four or five corpses in front of and behind each truck, and there was less than half of the car that had time to jump, so it was impossible to organize an effective counterattack.

When it came to those drivers, the pistol was fast, and the body didn't have to poke out too much, although it was a random shot, it also had the meaning of counterattacking.

Huzi breathed steadily, quietly aimed at the muzzle of the gun poking out from the front of the car, and pulled the trigger steadily.

Bang!

The pistol was splashed with blood, and the beaten disappeared, and the head of the Japanese soldier behind the painful car was exposed from behind the car lid as soon as he moved, and before he could squat down again, the tiger clicked and replaced it with a bullet, and the gun was raised, and with a bang, the head that had not had time to retract exploded.

"Grass!"

A thirty-year-old hunter next to Huzi stared at the picture in front of him in surprise. He had already fired two shots, but he had not been able to solve the Japanese soldier who was shooting in the front of the car, and at the moment when he saw the Japanese soldier rising, he had not time to raise his gun, and Huzi had already solved the target.

In the sound of gunshots, Yanagida Murakami behind the wheel slowly knelt down, his clothes had all been untied, his godless eyes didn't know what to look at, and the ribs he held slowly pierced into the belly full of black hair, until it reached the handle, without a trace of pain, it was pushed horizontally, and the moment the blood flowed, the blade turned, and with a force in the opposite direction, the blade easily cut the other half of the abdomen, and a big mouth opened hideously, and the intestines came out of the mouth like bubbles.