Anti-Japanese Elite Special Forces

"The Yamato samurai are undefeated, long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

More Japanese soldiers shouted and rushed forward, filling the positions of the Japanese soldiers killed by them, and a still fierce fighting immediately started again.

It's not that the Japanese don't want to send more people up, but the terrain is too dangerous, and the number of people they can send up is limited each time. Even if they gather two squadrons on the mountain road, they can only be fueled by Phoenix and the others. Tactics consume a little bit.

However, every time Fenghuang and the others repelled the devil's attack, they would also lose part of their men, so the longer the time passed, the more unfavorable their situation would be.

The position retreated again and again, and now it has retreated to the end of the mountain road leading to the top of the mountain. If it retreats further, it will retreat to the mountain peak.

When they reached the peak, the Japanese army had much more room for maneuver, and when they swarmed up, they could surround Fenghuang and others.

At the end of the mountain road was Fenghuang's last line of defense.

Knowing that this is the last line of defense, Jackal, Xuepeng, Fenghuang and the others fought desperately to fight against the devils. After fighting for half an hour, more than 300 subordinates who had managed to gather together sacrificed 180 people. There are only more than 130 people left, and the number of casualties is still increasing.

The leaders of Tibetan Dragon Mountain were very anxious, but they were helpless.

Bleeding and fighting more than a dozen times, finally, the defense line was breached by the devils. Looking at the Japanese soldiers swarming up to the peak, the phoenix, the jackal, the Xuepeng, and the cripple looked at each other, and they all saw each other's eyes in despair.

"Second Brother, Uncle Peng, Uncle Ren, it seems that we have come to an end." At this desperate situation, Fenghuang's expression was very calm. She looked at the more than 100 subordinates behind her, "Can you hold on till now?" Yes, they are all real men, Canglongshan is proud to have you."

"Third Master, don't talk about that, we are all Chinese, even if we don't want this life, we can't let the little devil be too arrogant." Someone shouted, and others responded.

"Okay, then let's all fight side by side again and fight against the devils." The second master jackal grabbed a [-] rifle, shook the bayonet on it, and raised his head to stare at the Japanese who was getting closer. Bing shouted loudly, "Brothers, kill devils."

"Kill!"

Everyone shouted, and then rushed forward like a tide, and collided with the oncoming devil soldiers. Both sides raised their weapons, shouting and fighting hard.

The blood seemed to be spurting out like a fountain, staining the clothes, cheeks, and people's eyes red.

By this time, everyone's sanity has been abandoned to an unreachable place, and what controls the brain is a beast-like instinct, and there is only one thought in the brain, and that is to kill the enemy in front of you.

Bodies fell one after another, corpses with wide eyes wide open and unwilling to die could be seen everywhere on the ground, both bandits and Japanese soldiers in Canglong Mountain. lake of blood.

From the mountain road to the top of the mountain, and from the top of the mountain to the edge of the cliff, the number of people around Fenghuang and the others became less and less, and after such a short period of time, they dropped sharply to just over a hundred, which was a huge loss.

Of course, the loss of the Japanese army was even greater. The remaining people in Canglongshan were all elites, and each of them had a strong combat effectiveness. Every time they got a little fighter, they had to pay a heavy price.

Especially the big man with a big knife, like a god of war, invincible, killing the Japanese soldiers to the ground, and they fell to the ground one after another.

"Send out three combat teams to surround and kill him." On the mountain road, less than 150 meters away from the peak, Fujita Photovoltaic was watching the battle on the peak with binoculars behind a boulder. He couldn't help noticing the ferocious big guy.

Nobunaga's special attack team has five people in a combat team, and three combat piglets are 15 people. With so many elite special attack members, it is more than enough to fight against a platoon of ordinary soldiers, but they were used to besiege and kill a person. This can be seen Fujita Hikari paid more attention to him.

After receiving the order, Squadron Captain Watanabe ordered the three combat groups of his squadron to rush forward immediately, replacing the soldiers of the ordinary field wing, and surrounded Xue Peng.

At this time, Xuepeng had suffered no less than twenty wounds, many of which were deep enough to see the bones, and the blood gushed out like a free spring. He felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and the big knife in his hand was waving It is also a little bit no longer handy, and waves of dizziness hit my head from time to time.

"No, I can't fall down like this." Xue Peng chopped a Japanese soldier over with a knife, then took a step back, shaking his heavy head, "Otherwise, I'm afraid I will die at the hands of the little devil."

At this moment, the Japanese soldiers who surrounded him suddenly retreated, and then a group of Japanese soldiers in strange clothes rushed up and surrounded him.

Xue Peng's heart trembled, he found that the new Japanese soldiers were obviously different, they were a bit more ruthless and sophisticated than the original ones, "It seems that the devils are serious about playing their trump cards. "

At this time, the fifteen Nobunaga special attack team members were divided into three groups, two groups outflanked Xiang Xuepeng from left and right, and one combat group was a few steps behind, it seemed that they planned to use it as a backup.

The ten well-trained special attack team members took a step forward in unison. Xue Peng felt a huge crisis in that uniform tactical movement. He couldn't help holding his breath, and then clenched the big knife in his hand.

The eyes of the two sides met together, becoming a spiritual confrontation before the body.

"--kill--!"

The fighting erupted instantly, Xue Peng's big knife slashed a special attacker head on, but the right rib and left shoulder were also cut by the daggers of two special attackers, and two sharp wounds appeared.

With a jerk of his body, Xue Peng felt that the blood in his body was rapidly decreasing, which made his physical strength decrease again.

At this moment, the remaining few special attackers launched an attack again, piercing Xuepeng's throat, heart, lower abdomen and back with sharp daggers, with skillful movements and fierce momentum.

Xuepeng's broadsword hastily swung it across his side for a week, blocking the devil's dagger with a few ding dings.But his body also involuntarily took a step back, and leaned slightly.

Just when he lost his balance, a special attack team member who had been waiting for the opportunity suddenly jumped up, and the dagger in his hand drew a dangerous arc in the night sky, piercing Xue Peng's back heart, and Xue Peng quickly It was too late to react.

Xue Peng's heart sank, he knew that he had no time to dodge this time, if he stabbed him, with the opponent's strength and precision, he would almost die.

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