I shoot one at a time in the fight against Japan

Chapter 1029

Baga road.

Zuo Jiro scolded again.

How to do?
In fact, Zuo Jiro was also thinking about what to do, the enemy's defense was really good.

How to break the enemy's defense?

Zuojiro, however, had some doubts.

What is the question?
Why is the enemy's ammo still so crazy?And so attack them.

It's like making it inexhaustible, using it without rest?

Or is there a huge arsenal in the enemy's secret base.

But according to the analysis of the enemy's military strength and strength, if the secret base is an armament depot, then how many troops must be stored in it, but they did not see that the enemy has too many troops.

In addition to seeing more than 100 defensive troops and taking off air forces, Zuojiro never saw strange enemies providing support, or other strategic work.

In other words, more than 100 people guard a secret base.

But the fighting power of these more than 100 people is too strong, making their troops suffer.

Especially the enemy is the weapons and equipment I use, which makes them a headache.

What kind of weaponry are those flying shells?
Where would the enemy come from?
According to Zuo Jiro's understanding of the Chinese people, the Chinese people simply cannot produce such advanced weapons and equipment.

Really?
Zuo Jiro doubted his own judgment again and again.

After all, it is too powerful to meet the enemy, and it is not a real wolf pack special forces unit. If it really meets a real wolf pack special forces unit, what will be the ending?

"Your Excellency Captain, what should we do now? How to break through the enemy's defensive line?" The Kamikaze Special Forces member beside Zuojiro continued to ask.

The members of the Kamikaze Special Forces need an overall plan to break through Zhou Weihua's defense.

If the enemy's defensive lines cannot be breached, then their troops cannot advance into the secret base or occupy the secret base.

"Concentrate our mortars and continue to bombard the enemy's defense line." Zuojiro directly ordered the team members around him, and now he can only use mortars to bomb the enemy's defense line.

"Yes." The team members around him took the order directly, and then continued to use mortars to bomb the enemy's defense line.

Boom boom boom...

A burst of shells flowed into Xiao Hei's defense line.

Numerous artillery fires rose from the ground.

Billowing black smoke filled the entire forest.

The entire mountain forest trembled as if it had been bombed.

Xiao Hei and the others were in extreme pain, and the enemy attacked them again with mortars.

And the team members around were bombed a lot.

But Xiao Hei was still helpless.

The enemy's artillery fire is too dense, and it is impossible to use firepower to suppress it.

If the enemy uses mortars to attack them for about half an hour, it is estimated that their defensive team will not be able to support them at all.

Xiao Hei felt heartbroken watching his teammates being hit by shrapnel and fell to the ground, but he was helpless.

Where is the captain?
Did the captain really fall under the bombardment of the enemy?

Captain, Captain, if you don't show up, we're really doomed.

Xiao Hei could only ask the sky for help, and hoped that the captain would appear like a magic soldier.

Boom boom boom!
Just as Xiao Hei was making a request to the sky, the little devil's shells fell on their position again and again.

Countless amounts of dirt splashed everywhere.

Countless shrapnel devoured everything around it.

One soldier after another was devoured by artillery fire.

Xiao Hei could do nothing but watch his teammates being killed by enemy shells one by one.

"Little devil, it was drafted by grandma." Xiao Hei could only curse loudly.

Tweet!
Just as Xiao Hei was yelling, a shrapnel hit Xiao Hei's shoulder instantly.

Ok.

Xiao Hei grunted in pain.

The scalding blood flowed out, and the excruciating pain filled every nerve in Xiao Hei.

Nima's little devil.

If you have the ability to directly blow up Lao Tzu to death.

no way.

The little devil really couldn't kill Xiao Hei. Except for one shrapnel that concentrated on Xiao Hei, the other shrapnel seemed to have nothing to do with Xiao Hei, and they all flew away around him.

Facing the powerful artillery attack of the little devil, Xiao Heixin was desperate.

He has no way to save all this, and can only wait for death to come.

As a soldier, it is my greatest honor to die on the battlefield.

Let death come.

Let me, Xiao Hei, accompany the dead comrades in arms.

……

At this time, Zhou Weihua poked out the black muzzle of the gun from the grass, and the scope began to aim at the enemy's head.

After locking the little devil's head with the scope, he pulled the trigger instantly.

Tweet!
A bullet spurted out from the pitch-black muzzle, and fine sparks flew everywhere.

Bullets go through the air.

Instantly put into someone else's head.

The little devil was shot, fell to the ground and died.

There was no hope of a struggle at all.

Zhou Weihua's bullets hit the vitals with one hit, and he didn't give the little devil a chance to struggle.

Tweet!

Another two bullets hit the little devil.

The two little devils fell to the ground and died.

Zhou Weihua frantically hunted down the little devil's mortar artillery, without any mercy.

"The sharpshooter shows up."

"The sharpshooter is at it again."

"Isn't the sharpshooter dead?"

The little devil soldier saw one teammate after another being shot by the enemy sharpshooter and died beside him. The scene was too terrifying, and his heart was full of fear.

The sickle of death is also on their necks.

Tweet!
It was another bullet that reaped a little devil.

Seeing all this, Zuo Jiro felt even more headache, and immediately ordered the soldiers around him to fire at the sharpshooter's hidden position.

"Fire!" Zuo Jiro gave the order directly.

blah blah blah...

Countless bullets shot towards Zhou Weihua's hidden position.

clap clap clap...

Bullets hit the ground or tree trunks one after another, splashing wood chips and dirt one after another.

The enemy wanted to reap Zhou Weihua's life, and just wanted to get rid of this huge scourge.

Zuo Jiro's idea is very beautiful, but the reality is always cruel.

Zhou Weihua was not there at all where the little devil shot, because he had already shifted his position and didn't give the little devil a chance at all.

However, at this time Zhou Weihua had already appeared in another position.

Looking at the direction of the enemy's shooting, Zhou Weihua's mouth raised a terrifying smile.

Like the smile of death.

It is very scary, full of meaning of death.

At this time, Zhou Weihua put away the HK14 marksman rifle and took out a bazooka from the system.

Start aiming the scope in the direction of the Imp's fire, then lightly squeeze the trigger.

Whoosh!
A tongue of flame pierces the air

Fly directly in the direction of the little devil's shooting.

Seeing the shells flying towards them, the little devil's eyes widened, and he ran away with his gun.

No matter how fast they run, can they be faster than the speed of the shells?
Boom!

The shells fell into the pile of little devils, and the huge fireball engulfed the little devils in flames.

The countless shrapnel are like harvesting leeks.

One after another, the little devils fell.

(End of this chapter)