The snipers and firefighters who have not moved for a long time have finally moved.

"Dada...... Bang......" The gunshot rang out, and a scream followed by Wang Ping's ears.

The assault man, who had only a few people left, fell again.

It was too late, and the snipers and firefighters of the Eighth Route Army, who had long been lurking at the commanding heights of the battlefield, also opened fire.

The fluttering machine-gun bullets flew like rain to the devil fireman. The bullets from the sniper rifle flew like eyes to the spot where the devil sniper had just shot.

No one knows if these bullets hit the enemy.

However, after the gunfire was over, the battlefield fell silent again, and there was no movement.

"We can't wait any longer, we must take the initiative to attack and kill the two remaining assaulters of the devil!" Wang Ping thought secretly in his heart, and then began to act.

Carrying a pistol, with a cautious face, he touched the location of the wounded devil.

Huang Yuanqiang and another assaulter, holding a submachine gun, followed closely behind him, his index finger on the trigger of the submachine gun, ready to shoot at any time.

After being injured, because of the passage of a large amount of blood, although the devil gave himself emergency treatment, he still felt that his physical strength was disappearing little by little.

What's more, I can't concentrate anymore.

On the battlefield, if a special forces soldier can't concentrate on fighting, the impact and results will be absolutely fatal.

At this time, Wang Ping kept touching a position about ten meters away from him, and the wounded devil still didn't realize the danger and approached him again.

"Who's there! Da Da Da Da ...... "I finally found Wang Ping and shot quickly, Wang Ping had already fallen less than ten meters away from him.

The moment the bullet flew backwards against his body, Wang Ping also raised his pistol and shot the bullet in the chamber.

The clumsy devil wounded man had not yet moved, and the bullet had already penetrated into his body.

"Solve another one, go, go and clean up the last assault of the devils, and then go and clean up their assaulters and machine gunners!"

At this time, Captain Fujii was lurking in the bushes dozens of meters away, his face pale.

His subordinates were killed one after another, which made Fujii realize that this special force of the Eighth Route Army was not as simple as everyone imagined.

Although their various tactical moves are very rusty, they are very cunning and work very well with each other directly.

For the first time after the last assault was killed, Captain Fujii felt that death was so close to him, as if someone was calling him.

"No, I can't die, I want to live, I want to report the matter of the special forces of the Eighth Route Army to the captain!" The survival ** in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, and he makes up a reason that is not a reason.

Then he began to retreat in the direction of the county seat with a submachine gun.

"Captain, two devils have run away, and the rest are all wiped out by us!" Huang Yuanqiang rushed over with an excited face and reported.

Wang Ping didn't have a smile on his face, he was a special operations team that destroyed the devil, but the first detachment that he trained single-handedly had little left after this battle.

It is certain that for at least the next month, the special combat team can only stay at the station and work hard to improve their internal skills.

The Japanese special forces were stationed, and Matsumoto Daisa looked at Captain Fujii with his head down in front of him, and wanted to split him in half with a knife.

More than 20 elite special combat personnel were all buried in his hands at one time, which is definitely the greatest shame for the entire special forces since its establishment.

It doesn't matter if he loses the battle, the most heart-wrenching thing for Matsumoto Daisa is the lives of more than 20 special team members.

They are all veterans selected from field units, and all have undergone at least half a year of training. Not to mention anything else, the bullets fired during the training of each special forces are equivalent to the training bullets of an infantry squad of ordinary troops.

To put it more bluntly, the entire special operations team was piled up with real money and silver by the imperial army, and a lot of effort was put into it.

And Captain Fujii in front of him buried more than 20 people at once, which is equivalent to 10% of the strength of the entire special forces.

"Bage Yalu, are you sure you are encountering the special forces of the Eighth Route Army!" Matsumoto Daisa stared at Fujii and asked rhetorically.

"Hey! The tactical movements of the other side are the same as many of us, and they are also equipped with sniper rifles and submachine guns, and there are assault teams, fire support teams, and sniper teams, and they cooperate with each other no worse than us! ”

"What's more, in addition to being armed with submachine guns and Mauser pistols that can fire continuously, the Eighth Route Army assault group is also equipped with a rifle each!"

"On the battlefield, once our fire support group and sniper team have an accident, the Eighth Route Army can use the range advantage of rifles to slaughter our assaulters!"

"Because the effective range of the submachine gun is limited, there is almost no room to fight back against the long-distance attack of the Eighth Route Army!"

Captain Fujii knew that he had a heavy responsibility, so he didn't dare to hide it in the slightest when he reported, and told the battlefield situation in as much detail as possible!

At this time, the deputy captain proposed: "Captain, should we also learn the dirt eight roads and equip the assault with rifles!" ”

"No!" Matsumoto shook his head in refusal.

"The reason why we lost in these two battles was because we ran into field battles that we were not good at. Fighting in the field, that's a matter for the main forces. We are special forces, and special forces mainly fight sneak raid warfare, street fighting, mountain battles. ”

"In these battles, the rifle has no role and will become a burden to the warriors!"

"From now on, all the outgoing teams will come back and stay here for intensive training. Use our insights into the Special Forces of the Eighth Route Army for targeted training. The next time you run into them, you must destroy them all! Matsumoto Daisa ordered with a serious face.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

At the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, with the arrival of a telegram, the calm war room seemed to explode, and it became lively in an instant.

Of course, this excitement is not joy, but righteous indignation.

After a period of silence, General Binshan Yuan, the newly appointed commander of the North China Front, finally showed his hideous fangs.

Because the strength has not yet been restored, especially after the Taiyuan Arsenal was robbed, almost all the ammunition of the Japanese army in North China came from outside the Guan, and it was very difficult to replenish it. This time, Bin Shanyuan did not sweep the entire Eighth Route Army in North China, but focused on attacking the Taiyue Military Region, which had just been formed by Commander Chen.

More than 20,000 elite Japanese troops, nearly 30,000 imperial troops, plus a chariot brigade and a cavalry wing seconded from the Second Army, were like a torrent of steel, slaughtering towards the Taiyue Military Region.

Under such circumstances, the Eighth Route Army's best way to break the enemy was to attack from the east to the west and launch attacks in other parts of North China, forcing the Japanese attacking troops to return to help and relieve the siege of the Taiyue Military Region.

However, this trick failed in front of General Binshan Yuan, who was familiar with the ** team!

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