At 9:55 a.m., Yamamoto's agents had begun to climb the cliff, blocking the village's access to the mountain.

The submachine gun safety in the hands of the agents at the former village entrance has been opened, and they all entered the attack position. They were all looking at the luminous watch on their wrists, just waiting for eight o'clock to act.

At 9:59, the Japanese army agents at the former village entrance had approached the sentry of the independent regiment, and one of the special agents who served as a spearhead drew a Finnish sword.

The sentry standing at the entrance of the front village was unaware of it, and suddenly felt a white light flash in front of him, and before he could shout, he fell down.

The attacker was a master of the attack, and the throwing knife he threw was plunged into the sentry's neck with great precision, staining the snow red with blood from the severed carotid artery.

As soon as the trick was successful, the members of the special forces jumped up and rushed into the entrance of the village. They were in a strange posture, pointing straight ahead with a submachine gun in one hand and a shell gun in the other, the muzzle of which was soaring into the sky.

He was covered with magazines, a sheathed dagger hung from his belt, and the steel helmet on his head did not reflect in the moonlight.

Li Yunlong saw this group of devils from the telescope, and the surprise in his heart was difficult to express.

What a fucking evil guy this guy is!

Seeing that the devils had almost all come in, the shell gun in Li Yunlong's hand shot at a long point, and the two devils in front fell down in response.

The sound of the gun is the order, and then the soldiers who have already been arranged in all directions, taking advantage of the hazy moonlight, the little devil is a shot. In a few seconds, seven or eight little devils were reimbursed.

The rest of the devils are worthy of special forces, and their reactions are extremely agile. At the same time as the gun rang out, his body had already rolled out on his side, and he fired a series of short shots with his submachine gun in the roll.

A total of 6 light machine guns were arranged, three of which were immediately extinguished, and more than a dozen of the fighters who were shooting against the wall fell.

As the first to shoot, Li Yunlong also received special care. The devil's bullet hit the stone grinding disc in front of him and splashed stones, and even a bullet slashed past Li Yunlong's neck.

A blood groove was cut out of his neck, and the blood flowed down his neck and into the collar of his clothes, so shocked that Li Yunlong's cold sweat flowed down his head.

These devils are extraordinary! He didn't have to think about it.

"Tom! Tong! ”

The devil's grenadier rang out, and two shells dragged the strange scream one after the other and landed on the grinding plate.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

After the two loud bangs, the explosion caused the gravel to fall one after another, Li Yunlong spat and secretly exclaimed, the hit was really accurate, the two grenadiers hit, and the shells fell on one point.

If it weren't for the grinding disc blocking the shell, this might have hit Li Yunlong's back directly.

", it's hard stubble today."

Li Yunlong rolled out on one side, and if he didn't change his position, he would not be so lucky when the second batch of shells fell.

He was lucky, but the other warriors didn't have as good a life as he was. The explosions of grenades and grenadiers continued to sound, and several courtyards near the entrance of the village were all blown up, and the houses became large torches, illuminating the entire battlefield.

Li Yunlong scolded the little devil for being a hard stubble, but the little devil saw the situation clearly by the firelight, and he also wanted to scold his mother.

"Is this a platoon of the fuck?"

Judging from the human head alone, there are about two or three hundred, and the firepower is even more powerful. Just reimbursed a few light machine guns, and another light machine gun joined in, and more than 10 machine guns appeared in a while.

Before the squad leader could figure it out, he had already set up the grenadiers of Zhuyuan, and the mortars were all in full swing.

"Boom~Boom~~"

The sound of explosions was incessant, and the road at the entrance of the village was almost ploughed by shells, and all of them were craters. And the little devils hiding in the corners of the walls on both sides of the road were all pierced into a hornet's nest by the explosion fragments, and a ten-person combat team was reimbursed.

The captain of the devil detachment had two-thirds of the special fighters left in his hands, and he also figured out at this moment that this was not a surprise attack at all, but a premeditated ambush by the enemy, and they fell into the trap.

"Withdraw!" He shouted immediately.

The rear team changed to the front team, and the little devil quickly retreated back along the way in. Of course, they are also elite at this time.

Chen Qiao saw that they were going to retreat, and he was going to chase after them with his soldiers. And the fighters were still fighting as usual, with Czech light machine guns in front of them, and the fighters in the back rushed forward with bright bayonets.

But can it be the same?

After the break, the submachine guns swept over like a strong wind, and none of the Chen Qiao and a dozen soldiers who chased out of the trenches were spared, just like the sorghum that had been cut down, and fell down with a bang.

Li Yunlong roared angrily: "Shoot Lao Tzu, fuck him!" ”

Not far behind him was a mortar company, and they were waiting for this order!

The artillery fire went towards the path into the village, and one shell per second, constantly extending outward, and the roaring explosion was like the urging Hades, harvesting the slow little devils one after another.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the two soldiers hurriedly crawled their bodies and pulled Chen Qiao back, and when they saw that they had been shot in the abdomen, their intestines were broken, and they hurriedly covered their backs and ran to the village.

At the entrance of the back village, Kazuki Yamamoto took the little devil who climbed the cliff, thinking that they were greeted only by the dirt road in their sleep. But they didn't expect that at the moment they just appeared, more than two hundred pairs of eyes were staring at them.

It was also a coincidence, the devils at the entrance of the village ran too fast, and Li Yunlong gave an order, and the firepower of three hundred people caught the devils off guard.

But this also reminded Yamamoto Kazuki that just by listening to the gunshots, he knew that the enemy was not as much as the intelligence said.

At first, he was still lucky, but when Zhao Gang shot here, the last bit of hope in his heart was extinguished.

Light and heavy machine guns, accompanied by grenades and grenadiers, although the few special fighters who walked in front of them fell down when the gunfire was loud, but under the cover of this firepower, they still could not escape the fate of death.

Kazuki Yamamoto was more decisive than his men, and when the surprise nature of the battle was gone, he immediately announced a retreat.

Leaving a few devils to block the pace of the Eighth Route Army's charge with submachine guns and grenades, the rest followed him and immediately slid down the cliff along the rope.

Zhu Ziming, who is still at the bottom of the mountain, no one pays attention to him at the moment. It stands to reason that this is a good opportunity to escape, but no matter how fast he escapes, can he compare to a bullet?

Looking left and right, he pulled out the shell gun in his waist, looking for the figure of Kazuki Yamamoto. Even if you die, you have to pull the biggest official as a backing!

But in this group of devils, all of them are the elite of the elite. When the team leader in charge of translation saw Zhu Ziming pull out his gun, coupled with the captain's order to retreat, he immediately thought of something.

He asked, "Mr. Zhu, what are you doing here?" ”

Zhu Ziming knew that he was exposed, so he no longer hesitated, and raised his gun and fired.

"Smack!"

The leader of the devil team was shot in the chest and was directly knocked to the ground. However, Zhu Ziming was also finished, and several submachine guns fired at him at a point, and more than a dozen bullets directly knocked him into a sieve.

Before he died, he thought: I shouldn't be a traitor this time, right?