Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 70 We Cover You to Run

Zhao Zilong and Zhang Long went around the camp and came near the exit on the right, and saw those devils attacking Chen Shichao and others' hiding place step by step.

The two glanced at each other, and immediately launched a sudden attack behind the devil.

Zhang Long fired with a crooked machine gun, while Zhao Zilong fired a box cannon with his right hand and threw a grenade with his left.

Because they launched a surprise attack suddenly, those devils were beaten all of a sudden.

After more than a dozen devil soldiers fell, the others ran away in fright, leaving an open space.

Zhao Zilong and Zhang Long quickly ran over to join Chen Shichao and others.

Chen Shichao and others, who originally used a dirt ditch as the trench defense line, were surrounded by devils and were in danger, but when they saw gunshots and explosions behind the devils, the devils became chaotic, and then saw two men in devil uniforms rushing towards them.When they were wondering, they heard Zhang Long's cry, and only then did they know it was their own.

Chen Shichao told Zhang Long and Zhao Zilong that the two teams who went to bomb the armored vehicles were discovered by the devils. Two platoon leaders and four soldiers detonated the bombs. The other six soldiers were chased and killed by the devils during the retreat. , but sacrificed two fighters.

Brother Zhao, what should we do now?Zhang Long asked.Because Zhao Zilong led him to avoid and raid the devils in the camp many times, and successfully blew up the cannon and the arsenal, so Zhang Long trusted him very much.

After quickly observing the surroundings, and then looking back at Zhang Long, Chen Shichao and the other three national-armies, Zhao Zilong said in a deep voice while reloading: "Follow me and run over there."

After finishing speaking, he put on the magazine, reached out his left hand to the soldier who was shot in the foot while going to bomb the armored vehicle, and couldn't walk easily, and said, "Come on, I'll help you run."

Zhang Long and others followed closely behind Zhao Zilong and retreated towards the southeast of the National Army's position.

At this time, the devils shouted from behind and kept shooting after him.

Everyone kept doing tactical evasion, turned around and shot from time to time, and ran desperately.

However, when Zhao Zilong led everyone to the front gate of the devil's camp, he found a group of devils rushing out of the barracks.

Because the distance was less than 100 meters, there was no way to dodge, Zhao Zilong and everyone immediately opened fire, and those devils also raised their guns to shoot.

During the scuffle, Chen Shichao and two other nationalist soldiers were unfortunately hit by bullets and fell to the ground.

"Brother!" Zhang Long yelled, and immediately ran to help Chen Shichao and the other national army, and Zhao Zilong immediately raised the box cannon and fired fiercely around, then helped the injured national army and ran to another army. Next to the National Army who was shot in the stomach.

In this way, Zhao Zilong and Zhang Long ran with the two wounded each, but they walked very slowly, and were quickly chased by the devils behind.

"Put me down, you run." Chen Shichao, who was shot in the thigh, immediately shook off Zhang Long's hand and shouted, "Zhang Long, we will be brothers in the next life!"

As he spoke, he raised his machine gun, suppressed the pain, screamed angrily, and shot fiercely at the surrounding devils.

"We cover you to run!" Zhao Zilong supported the Guo-Jun who had been shot in the stomach and shook his hand suddenly. He turned around and rushed up to shoot the devils.

Suddenly, gunshots rang out, and the devils couldn't dodge in time, and a dozen people fell down immediately.

"Chen Shichao, brother..." Zhang Long shouted.

"Run!" Zhao Zilong pulled him suddenly.

Zhang Long woke up with a start, and immediately followed Zhao Zilong with the national army with a leg injury.

They had only run two or three kilometers when they heard two explosions behind them.

Looking back at the two blazes, everyone's eyes were full of grief and indignation, but seeing the devil chasing up, they had to grit their teeth and run desperately.
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"Nani? You killed fifteen Chinese soldiers?"

When Jiujiu heard the report, he was immediately happy, but when he thought of the damage to the camp, he couldn't help but put on a bitter face, and shouted to the adjutant, "You, send an urgent telegram immediately, asking the wing to provide artillery support."

When the adjutant was about to go out, Jiu Jiumu shouted again: "Wait, you can add one more point, saying that our brigade will definitely be able to capture the Chinese position at any cost tomorrow."
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"Brothers, are you back?"

When Zhao Zilong brought Zhang Long and the others back to the position, Wang Zhong and others came up to meet them.

Zhao Zilong's face was deep, his mouth was pursed, he just nodded without answering.

"Yingzuo, we're back." Zhang Long said in a hoarse voice.

"Well, it's good if you can come back." Wang Zhong looked at the four people with scars all over their bodies, with a look of exhaustion on their faces. Among them, the feet of the two national soldiers supported by Zhao Zilong and Zhang Long were tied with blood oozing. strips of cloth, he said in a low voice.

"Barrack, Platoon Leader Wu and the others sacrificed their lives to blow up the Devil's armored vehicle..."

At this time, the Nationalist Army supported by Zhao Zilong groaned and told the story of their two teams bombing the armored vehicles.

Talking about how they were exposed because they were shot by the devil's lamp, and the two platoon leaders and four comrades rushed out to bomb the armored vehicle with the beam bullets in their arms.

"They are all heroes, real men!" Wang Zhong said solemnly, looking in the direction of the enemy camp.

Everyone didn't speak after listening, and looked into the distance silently.

"Brother Wang! I want to go out for a while." At this moment, Zhao Zilong raised his head, glanced at everyone, and then stared at Wang Zhong.

Now he is holding a sigh of relief in his heart, and he is very uncomfortable. It is because of his own mistakes in arrangements that the fifteen national-army troops cannot come back.

"Brother, you don't have to blame yourself. This matter has nothing to do with you. They all sacrificed for the country voluntarily." Wang Zhong saw Zhao Zilong's thoughts at a glance, and immediately comforted him.

"Brother Zhao, it's dangerous for you to go alone!" Zhang Long also urged quickly.

"No!" Zhao Zilong shook his head and said firmly, "I can kill more devils by myself."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Zilong picked up the Zhongzheng rifle with a telescope installed, and put bullets into the bullet pouch on his belt.

"Yingzuo, what should we do?" Zhang Long asked hurriedly when he saw Zhao Zilong jumping out of the trench.

"Trust Brother Zilong, he can do it." Wang Zhong shook his head, and said with some annoyance, "Brother Zilong is used to acting alone. I was wrong before, so I shouldn't force him to lead the team."
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Zhao Zilong ran for three or four kilometers in one breath, and from a distance, he could see the unextinguished flames on the devil's camp.

He frowned, and after sensing that there was nothing abnormal around him, he immediately sat down, ate a piece of pressed biscuit, and then meditated to adjust his breath.

After half an hour, feeling that his physical strength had almost recovered, he immediately stood up, picked up the Zhongzheng rifle, and walked towards the camp quietly.

The watchtowers in the middle and the back gate of the devil's camp were lit up, and the devil soldiers were walking back and forth to clean up the battlefield.There are also several patrols around.

"Little devil, your grandpa Zhao is here!"

Seeing that there were a few more patrols around the camp, Zhao Zilong snorted softly and touched them quietly.

Zhao Zilong, who had regained his physical strength now, went forward alone, without the pressure of leading a team, and recovered his true colors as an assassin. In this dark night without light, it was like diving into the sea.

About 500 meters away from the group of devils in the distance, Zhao Zilong squatted down, judged the wind direction and speed, then picked up the Zhongzheng rifle, and aimed at a target through the binoculars.

Bah!
In the dark night that had been silent for a long time, there was suddenly another clear gunshot.

The bullet flying at high speed hit the devil soldier in the front all at once.

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