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Chapter 368 The Identity of the Headless Corpse
When the poisonous gas was blown away by the forest and mountain wind, the surrounding devils arrived at the scene of the incident one after another, and the two devil squadron leaders who walked over and saw the scenes on the ground felt cold.

The small leaders who led the team and a squadron leader ran all the way over. Within a distance of 70 meters to [-] meters, they only saw corpses scattered on the ground. The two squadron leaders glanced at the faces of the dead. On the one hand, the soldier appeared to be dead after inhaling poisonous gas, and on the other hand, his body was covered with bullet holes from machine guns.

To the surprise of the two squadron leaders, none of these soldiers were within 70 meters of Nantian Dazuo's command post.

That is to say, after hearing the gunshots from Nantian Dazuo's command post, none of the soldiers deployed around could charge to the Chongqing army that came in by surprise.

What kind of a Chongqing army has such a strong combat effectiveness?

Looking at the corpses of soldiers lined up all the way, the two captains of the devil squadron glanced at each other, knowing that the rumors were true. The [-]st, [-]rd, and [-]rd divisions of the Meiling Chongqing Army became famous in the Battle of Songhu, and they also attacked Coffin Mountain. The position where the Sixth Division of the Lower Empire is stationed, the strength of its fighting power under the prestige can be seen.

But now is not the time to be emotional, the captains of the two devils urgently need to know the safety of His Excellency at this time.

The further they went inside, the two captains of the devil squadron lost their hearts, and felt the cold mountain wind whistling, and the bad premonition in their hearts became stronger and stronger.

Until he saw that His Excellency Nantian Dazuo's temporary tent command post had become a pile of burning black charcoal, and a small group of corpses lay densely in front of the remains of the tent.

"Ah no no no!"

The two squadron leaders frantically looked at the corpses on the ground, and at the same time shouted "Master Nantian!"

Bitter in the mouth, dark in the eyes, the two squadron leaders of the devils have already revealed the terrible truth, but there is still a last chance for the two of them: I hope that Chief Nantian has evacuated in advance during the battle just now.

But when the two of them found the corpses of two communication soldiers, and searched forward along the bodies of the two communication soldiers whose radio stations were smashed by machine gun bullets, they found another headless corpse!
There was no head, no rank, no command knife, and the whole body was swept into a hornet's nest, but the captains of the two ghost squadrons still recognized the corpse as Nantian Dazuo at a glance.

Just because of the bloody watch on Nantian's wrist, which is also a sign of status.

Almost at the same time, the captains of the two devil squadrons lost their souls and sat down on the ground.

It's over, it's all over.

Mr. Nantian was beaten to death!

The bad news has not yet reached the devils on the hillside, and the fighting on the hillside is still going on.

When the bad news began to spread from the devils around the leader of the two devil squadrons, above the regiment headquarters at an altitude of 180 meters, among the smoky woods, at this moment Li Chong completed the sixth kill, and pushed into the barrel of the gun. Seven bullets.

Compared with before, the gunshots above the regiment headquarters became weaker and weaker, just because the fighting soldiers on both sides fell one by one.

Li Chong's record is impressive, but the price of letting Beichuan's devils get in front of the regiment headquarters is also heavy.At this moment, among the entire smoking forest, the only people around Li Chong were himself, He Maoping and two soldiers from the guard squad.

After withdrawing from the regiment headquarters, the correspondents and other civilian personnel were ordered by Li Chong to temporarily take refuge in caves such as storing ammunition.

As for Beichuan on the opposite side of the gun, the previously planned two-way pincer attack has come to naught.After the crowd gathered for a while, there were only eight people left around him.In the battle between the woods, he killed twelve elite soldiers, and the sniper rifle with a unique gunshot alone caused half of the deaths, and it was like a hook for life.

Even these elite old devils couldn't help but feel a jump when they heard the sound of a sniper rifle.

Because the gunshot will surely fall!

Many of the dead devils had seen the figure holding a sniper rifle before they were alive, and Beichuan behind a certain tree trunk had also seen it. This Chongqing army sniper was like a cheetah in the jungle, following every time the gun fired. The distinctive sound of a sniper rifle saw this sniper behind a certain tree trunk, but only for a split second.

As soon as the devil's line of sight touched Li Chong, it was already time for him to roll away from where he was.

When the devil saw Li Chong again, he was already in a new place.

Beichuan hated this sniper. Unlike other snipers who stayed still in the dark, this Chongqing Army sniper was too slippery. At the same time, he was also frightened by this sniper's marksmanship.

It is so accurate, even if it is shooting in motion, it can pierce through its own soldiers with one shot.

Beichuan didn't know that the Chongqing Army sniper who made him gnash his teeth and keep moving to kill was the regiment commander of Meiling Chongqing Army.

Apart from Li Chong, the one these devils wanted to kill the most was the Chongqing Army with a flower mechanism, that is, He Maoping, Li Chong's regimental security squad leader.

Over time, He Maoping and the special agent platoon leader Qiao Zining would practice with Li Chong when they were free in the regiment headquarters.

The combination of traditional Chinese martial arts and modern firearms makes He Maoping's individual combat ability not inferior to the devils brought by Beichuan. What's more, he still holds a "flower organ" in his hand that is a close-combat weapon, although it has some flaws.

One of the submachine guns worthy of the name, especially suitable for this kind of jungle fighting.Although the Type [-] light machine guns carried by Beichuan's devils are powerful and can break tree trunks, they are not as flexible as flower machines in the fierce jungle battle.

"Pong!"

Another sniper shot rang out, and one eye was pierced through the Tianling cover on the head of a devil.

At the same time as the gunshot was fired, Qiao Zining and a dozen officers and soldiers crawled to a place 60 meters away from the bunker of the regiment headquarters. At this moment, they found out that there were only two devils occupying the magpie's nest before the regiment headquarters.

But it was the cooperation between the two devils in the bunker and the rain of bullets from the military planes circling overhead. The bullets flying horizontally and the rain of bullets in the air were intertwined. While causing most of the casualties to Qiao Zining and the others, they suppressed As long as Qiao Zining and the others stand together, they will be hit by bullets.

In this instant life and death environment, only the toughest soldiers can survive.

These hard-working soldiers didn't hang around the rocks all the time. In order to continue to rush towards the bunker in front of the Shimen, which was 60 meters away, Qiao Zining and the living soldiers brought sandbags.

The moment the gunshots from the regiment headquarters became more and more sparse, the nine soldiers who were still alive and Qiao Zining, in a pair, carried the sandbags and ran out of a curved line on the hillside that was still 60 meters away.

The Devil's military plane hovering in the sky swooped down, and two groups of soldiers were swept by the howling Devil's military plane. The huge impact of the 7.7mm revolving machine gun on board directly penetrated the sack and shattered the spine. Four blood mist bloomed. The body was pressed under the sack.

The gravel fragments splashed by the bullets on the ground cut two bloodstains on Qiao Zining's face, but the living people did not stop charging, one step was one meter, as long as they were not killed by the bullets, they continued to move forward.

(End of this chapter)