under fire

Wei Da Niu simply wrapped a cloth band around her head and quickly explained the reason to Wang Shun.

They originally planned to take the fellow villagers to harvest crops early in the morning. Before dawn, the Japanese, led by traitors, surrounded the village just as they were about to go out.

The villagers' self-defense force quickly organized the villagers to break out. Unfortunately, the Japanese's marksmanship was very accurate, and the self-defense team members suffered heavy casualties.

She took some people to escape into the tunnel before the Japanese took full control of the village.

After hiding in the tunnel, I heard that the villagers who failed to escape into the tunnel in time and survived the Japs' killings were driven to the grain drying ground in the south of the village by the Japs.

Time passed slowly.

The Japs inquired and induced the traitors and found out that someone was hiding in the tunnel.

The traitor and the Japanese came to a tunnel entrance and talked about common prosperity, asking the fellow villagers in the tunnel to come out and accept the imperial army's propaganda.

The people hiding in the tunnel are not fools. Even if there are relatives above, they dare not go out at this time.

The traitors kept shouting and persuading me from morning till evening.

The tunnel is so cleverly designed that no kid would dare to get in.

Nothing can be done about the smoke and fire.

A certain villager couldn't stand the threat of a Japanese bayonet on his chest, and before he died, he revealed all the tunnels in the village.

The little devil was outnumbered and saw that the rat in the hole could not come out, so he finally showed his fangs.

Let the traitors threaten the people in the tunnel to come out immediately, or else they will kill one person in ten minutes.

The Japanese didn't seem to be conducting a raid, and they showed no sign of leaving.

As evening approached, Wei Da Niu felt that she could wait no longer, so she slipped out of a tunnel to find Commander Wang to move reinforcements.

It's a pity that the village is only so big, and there are masters among the Japanese.

The three Japanese who were on guard outside the village caught Wei Da Niu as she was about to slip out of the village.

The previous scene appears.

After talking for a long time, Wei Da Niu couldn't tell how many Japs there were in the village.

Moreover, the Japanese also placed a warning on the outside.

Wang Shun frowned: "A group of us came here on bicycles, how come we didn't hit the Japanese guard post?"

"Maybe, because there are not many Japs, the guard post noticed that there were many of you, so we didn't have time to go back to the village to report the news."

"Aren't you great at bragging about kung fu every day? How could you be caught by the Japanese?" If I hadn't brought someone here, this silly girl's innocence would have been lost.

"There's a Japanese guy who knows kung fu! He's very good at it. Besides, there are three of them, two of them are holding guns. I'm scared."

"Have you ever been scared?"

"Can't you?"

"Seems OK"

The two of them murmured.

The shouts of the Japanese attacking were getting closer and closer.

The brothers next to me screamed from time to time, saying they couldn't stand it anymore.

Wang Shun had a dark face. With the current situation, it was impossible for him and his group to hold on until dark.

Now it's either a tunnel or death!

"Damn it, before you go into the tunnel, you have to give them a good look." Wang Shun made up his mind: "Big girl, um, you go first into the tunnel, and I'll take the back."

"After you cut off your ass, go up to the roof. If my aunt doesn't kill two Japs, it's hard to understand the hatred in my heart!"

They are all young people who just do what they say.

The two quickly went to the roof.

A flash of light suddenly shone on the southwest roof.

Bagouer.

A bullet whizzed past her ears, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air made Wei Da Niu's eardrums numb and her brain buzzing.

Hearing the whistling of bullets, Wang Shun raised his gun without hesitation.

Seeing the muzzle flash, Kondo subconsciously shrank his head just after firing the shot.

boom.

The bullets arrived first, and the gunshots came instantly.

The shrieking sound quickly disappeared as it brushed against the head of Kondo, who was pulling the bolt.

Kondo, who loaded the bullet, was furious.

The damn anti-Japanese elements actually dared to shoot at him?

A roll away from the original position.

He quickly raised his head, pointed the rifle in his hand at the north roof, and quickly located the target in his field of vision. A flash of light appeared first on the roof where the target was located.

A bullet flew again with a whistling sound.

boom.

Then gunshots were heard.

The warhead accurately hit the helmet on Kondo's head.

The collision between the bullet and the helmet was so powerful that it directly tightened the straps of the helmet, pulling his head around his neck and jerking him to the side.

The neck made a creaking sound.

He quickly shrank his head and shook his neck. Fortunately, nothing happened.

Just the sting of a sprain.

I was pretty lucky. The shell gun bullet did not hit the front of the gray steel above my head. It ricocheted and flew to who knows where.

Kondo was furious. The guy on the roof thirty meters away shot him in the head. He must be a sharpshooter!

Fortunately, the person who fired the gun was not holding a rifle, otherwise, he would definitely be dead by now. Shell gun?

That thing has no use except for its fast rate of fire.

The tingling pain in the neck turned into soreness. At this time, if you raised the rifle to shoot, you would definitely get shot first.

A slight injury to my neck will definitely affect my aim.

He immediately changed his mind, quickly took off a grenade hanging on his waist, and quickly flipped the safety pin.

Kondo began to have a ferocious smile on his face, because his opponent was dead!

No one has ever been able to escape a well-aimed grenade.

More than thirty meters away, the grenade was spinning and flying into the distance.

After throwing the grenade, the hand raised his head again, his eyes observing through a thin slit between the lower edge of the yellow-green helmet and the spine.

He likes to see the enemy being lifted high by the air wave of the grenade explosion, and even more likes to hear the screams of the opponent.

When I hear nothing, my whole body will itch.

Even if you risk being hit in the head by the opponent's bullet!

In the field of vision, a wooden stick seemed to appear above the target position and accurately hit the falling grenade.

The grenade was immediately shot away and fell into the alley leading in and out of the village.

The Chinese practice martial arts.

Even ordinary people can do some tricks.

Moreover, the weapons used by the common people who practiced martial arts were also strange.

For example, that person seems to be using a gun, uh, not a gun that can shoot bullets, but a gun that looks like a sharp knife on top of an ash wood.

He didn't understand why those who played with guns always tied a piece of red cloth on the "gun" head and tore it into strips.

These people obviously have some skills, but they are so poor that they can't even put on their clothes.

There is obviously a large area of ​​fertile land, but it is difficult to even eat, and some people even starve to death.

Kondo changed positions again in his wild thoughts.

This time, instead of throwing grenades, he raised his gun and fired rapidly.

Bagouer.

The bullet flew out of the muzzle and went away quickly, accurately hitting the red tassel gun not far away.

Directly shoot the red tassel gun into two pieces

He retracted his head, pulled the bolt, pushed the bullet, and loaded the gun. The last time he was shot in the helmet, he thought it was because he stayed too long while observing, which gave his opponent the opportunity to take aim calmly.

As long as you move fast enough, even if the opponent has a sharpshooter, it's impossible for him to hit you.

When it comes to marksmanship, who can compare to the best in the world, the Imperial Army?

The other party had a shell gun and a red tassel gun, which showed that they were armed by unknown brands.

Therefore, he did not take his opponent seriously at all.

Otherwise, he would never just shoot his opponent's red tassel gun in a demonstration.

Well, the main reason is that if the opponent doesn't show up, the bullets can't turn. If you continue to fire, you are likely to be exploded by the opponent's grenade. This is because the opponent uses despicable means to sneak attack the Shimizu team, which means that the opponent is likely to have eight grenades and three Tomosaka rifles.

The Tomosaka rifle is an unparalleled weapon for the Imperial Army, and it is absolutely impossible to lose it.

The shell gun in Tubalu's hand with a range of thirty to fifty meters cannot be compared with an advanced weapon like the Tomosaka rifle.

He had never understood before that according to the imperial army's weapons system, pistols could only be used as defensive weapons, but these anti-Japanese elements always liked to bring them to the battlefield.

Today, I was shot twice in a row. It must be because I was unlucky enough to bump into an anti-Japanese sharpshooter.

The bullshit sharpshooter only has a distance of thirty meters, but he can hit a target three hundred meters away!

No matter how good your marksmanship is, there is nothing you can do if your opponent doesn't take the lead.

The subordinates who were hiding nearby and observing the situation through the cracks in the tiles kept reporting. The other party no longer showed up.

Kondo was holding back his anger and felt that there was no point in staying on the roof.

"Continue to be vigilant!" he yelled to the observer and quickly slipped off the roof.

He decided to get involved in the attack himself.

Using the skilled tactical coordination of the imperial army, they trampled the rats to death one by one, dug out their hearts and roasted them for drinking.

He shouted and took two of his subordinates to form a new trio, and quickly moved towards the target direction from the alley that had been searched by the previous subordinates.

He likes to go to the battlefield in person and likes to chop off the heads of those who resist with his own hands.

The Japs in front heard the footsteps behind them, turned around and saw the commander coming up in person, and immediately became energetic.

They shouted at each other and approached the courtyard in the northeast direction of the village.

Those who fight desperately on the battlefield are usually Japanese soldiers, because they know that the rats on the opposite side have no fighting power at all.

No matter who it is, facing the invincible imperial army as an enemy, there is only one conclusion: death!

However, they ignored one issue. No matter who they were, there would be no distinction between high and low on the battlefield.

Because one bullet can kill someone.

In addition to killing the enemy, you will be killed by the enemy. It just depends on how many people die on both sides.

According to past experience, one Imperial Army soldier can withstand at least a dozen anti-Japanese elements.

The lives of commanders are relatively precious, and they generally will not charge to the front line.

Now that Lieutenant Commander Kondo, who has excellent marksmanship, is on the front line, the Japanese soldiers feel that they have someone to rely on.

Quickly observe with the probe, quickly shrink your head and shout. Safety, safety, safety

The Japanese were shouting and shouting one after another, and they kept getting closer to those damn mice.