Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 73 Picking the Expendables
Zhao Zilong raised the knife and dropped it, the devil didn't even have a chance to struggle.

After wiping the dagger on the devil's uniform, Zhao Zilong stared at the next target.

In this way, he assassinated five devils one after another.

Only then did the last remaining devil feel something was wrong.

He whispered to his companions around him, but there was no response at all.

At this time, he seemed to see a ghostly shadow in front of him, walking towards him.

He suddenly turned pale with fright, and quickly raised the [-] big cover and shot again and again.

After firing five bullets in one breath, the devil could no longer see anyone, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when he turned around, he found another figure on the right, rushing towards him.

The devil was so frightened that he peed.

With a cry of mother, he hurriedly ran out of the ditch, crawling and rolling.

The devil didn't even want his rifle, he hugged his head and fled desperately to the camp.

Zhao Zilong picked up his rifle and watched the devil running through the binoculars, but he didn't shoot.

When the devil ran to the gate of the camp, he slammed the trigger.

There was a bang.

The bullet that passed through the night instantly hit the devil in the head and sent him back to his hometown.

At this time, the devils in the barracks suddenly panicked.

Especially those devils who escaped, told their companions what they just encountered outside the camp.

They all thought that the God of Death had come near them.

When Jiu Jiumu knew that almost a small group of soldiers had been lost, he was immediately frightened and ordered to stick to the camp.

The devils were all on high alert and focused on vigilance.

Once there was any trouble outside the camp, the devils hurriedly fired around with machine guns, and the grenadiers fired around.

Boom!Boom!Boom! ...

Da da da! ...

For a while, there were gunshots and explosions around the devil's camp.

These voices seemed to scare Zhao Zilong, but it also showed that the devils were just emboldening themselves.

Seeing that the devils were sticking to the camp, and there was still an hour before dawn, Zhao Zilong walked towards the national army's position with some reluctance.

Of course, he collected the guns and grenades left by the devils along the way.

Because those devils were frightened, they didn't take away the corpses, guns and ammunition of their companions when they fled, so Zhao Zilong gained a lot this time.

There are a total of more than 40 three-eight caps, two crooked handles, more than 80 grenades, and almost a thousand rounds of bullets.

Zhao Zilong took off several devil's military uniforms, tied them together, put the guns and ammunition on them, and then tied them into knots to make them look like a tugboat, and dragged them back.

Half an hour later, Zhao Zilong returned to his destination.

When the national soldiers saw that Zhao Zilong had brought back so many weapons, they were all very pleasantly surprised.

Especially Zhang Long, who picked up those two crooked handles at once, and couldn't put it down.

The other company commanders and platoon leaders argued for a while to obtain these guns and ammunition.

Zhao Zilong just smiled and walked away without interfering.

At this time, after Wang Zhong heard the news, he rushed over immediately and asked, "Brother, you have worked hard. How is the situation?"

"It's not hard." Zhao Zilong shook his head and said, "Brother Wang, I killed dozens of devils, but they didn't dare to come out. It is estimated that those devils must not be able to sleep well. I think they may delay the attack. "

"That's great." Wang Zhong said with a happy face, "We have more time to prepare. Alright, brother, go and rest."

Zhao Zilong nodded, didn't say anything, and hurried to find a place to meditate and adjust his breath.

He knew that the attack launched by the devil would definitely be even crazier, and he had to have plenty of energy to do it.

An hour later, Zhao Zilong was awakened by the sound of those national-armies walking back and forth.

After this period of rest, his mental and physical strength has fully recovered.

Seeing him wake up, Zhang Long brought over two steamed buns and some pickles.

Zhao Zilong was also polite, he picked it up and ate it.
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The sky was gray, and I couldn't see the surroundings clearly.

But this didn't affect Zhao Zilong. He picked up the [-]x binoculars and looked at the devil's camp five or six kilometers away.

Probably the plan of the devils was disrupted by the surprise attack at night, so they did not launch an attack after dawn.

Through the binoculars, Zhao Zilong saw those devils walking back and forth in and out of the camp, and he didn't know if they were busy gathering or carrying something.

Suddenly, he saw a group of devils walking out of the camp with five cannons.

Zhao Zilong was stunned for a moment, why does the devil have cannons?

After a while, he saw three armored vehicles slowly driving out of the gate of the camp.

"Brother Wang, the devils have artillery support again, and their armored vehicles have also come out." Zhao Zilong's expression changed, and he immediately ran to the other side of the trench and told Wang Zhong.

"What?" Wang Zhong's expression also changed, and he immediately took the telescope from Zhao Zilong's hand.

After seeing the situation clearly, Wang Zhong sullenly called three company commanders and six platoon leaders for a meeting.

Because of the raid on the devil camp last night, three platoon leaders including Chen Shichao died, so the deputy platoon leader went up to the top.

"Brothers, the devils are about to attack. They don't know where to get the cannons. It seems that they still use the same old method, first the cannons, then the armored vehicles charge, and finally the infantry attack."

Wang Zhong ordered solemnly: "You ask the brothers to deepen the trenches, and then select someone to blow up the armored vehicles."

The bombing of armored vehicles is to select death squads in each row and carry bombs to bomb them.If there is an anti-aircraft gun, it can deal with armored vehicles, but there are very few anti-aircraft guns, and their third battalion doesn't have any at all.

That kind of armored vehicle is made of thick iron sheets, even if it is shot with a heavy machine gun, it is basically a tickle.Therefore, people can only hold the bomb to blow it up.

Zhao Zilong was surprised when he saw the people in each row gathered together, so he walked over to see how Zhang Long's row selected people.

Zhang Long took off the steel helmet he was wearing on his head, held it upside down, and asked the soldiers to put a bullet in it.Then he took out two bullets, drew a line on them with a bayonet knife, mixed them into the pile of bullets, and finally took another steel helmet to cover it.

The soldiers went up in turn, reaching into the helmet to get the bullets.

"If the one with scratches is taken, he is the Death Squad, and he will carry the bomb to blow up the armored vehicle." Zhang Long explained to Zhao Zilong.

Platoon leaders and above are not required to participate in this operation.

"oops!"

A soldier with a small scar on his forehead screamed, his face turned pale, and he didn't say much, just sat aside.

Zhao Zilong saw that the bullet in his hand was marked with a line.

A few soldiers who didn't get the threaded bullets silently made bombs beside them.

They tied ten grenades together, unscrewed the back cover one by one, and connected them with wires.

"You son of a bitch, a recruit, how could you blow up an armored vehicle with such a small size? You missed!"

At this time, Zhao Zilong heard a voice in the distance, and he looked up.

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