In the gap between the two flares taking off, there was a little light and dark night sky.

During each step of walking, AT gently lowers his feet first.

Not only did he make any noise at every step, he also successfully avoided various objects such as craters, cans, bullet boxes, and tiles under his feet.

That clever look was like a big cat that appeared at night.

As for the moment when the flares were extinguished, Xiaobai, who had the ability to see light in his slightly red eyes, could already see everything in front of him clearly with the starlight at night.

In this way, the AT who came out of the hidden cellar.

With such a precedence, he touched the heavy machine gun position of the Japanese not far away in front of him, intending to erase such a nearest threat first.

In that position, it is rare for the Japanese to set up a three-year-old heavy machine gun, the Task Force three-year heavy machine gun.

So at such a heavy machine gun fire point, in addition to the two head and deputy shooters of the Japanese heavy machine gun team, there are also three Japanese soldiers holding the 38th.

Now they were concentrating on their minds and looked outside the position, not even daring to blink.

I didn't notice at all, and someone had already touched a very close distance behind me.

I just simulated it in my mind. If I touched it alone and started it, I really couldn't kill five people quietly without disturbing others.

For this reason, AT had to wait for five or six seconds in place, and then at such a time, the mad dog, the junior werewolf bloodline who could also see things in the dark, successfully touched it.

Then, the tactical gestures they practiced together in the doomsday world came in handy again.

Although AT was a little awkward in his gesture, he still clearly conveyed his own meaning to the mad dog:

"When you touch it later, you will do it together. I will be responsible for the two or three on the left hand, and the two left on the right hand are yours; be careful, whoever fails will be the dog."

Mad Dog: "Yes, I'm code-named Mad Dog, but I won't be a real dog."

Under such an agreement, the two of them carefully touched it and rushed behind a Japanese man almost at the same time.

The left hand covered the Japanese's mouth, and the dagger on his right hand, which was painted in black, quickly cut through the throats of their respective targets.

The Japanese who had been cut through his throat all the efforts and struggles were pressed on the two of them's powerful arms.

Then, almost at the same time, they slowly placed the target of losing their vitality in their hands on the ground; towards the next target, they touched them again to prepare.

But compared to AT, his next action is more difficult.

Because he had two remaining targets, the chief and deputy shooter of the three-year heavy machine gun of the Tatsuo Triple-Old Machine Gun, the two almost just leaned together.

As long as any of them is touched, the remaining one will notice it and issue a warning about someone's sneak attack, which is simply a chain reaction.

Fortunately, AT has already had a specific response to such a goal.

After he held the hilt with his backhand, the sword light flashed, and the main archer was already in a different place; his flying head was replaced by his dagger with his other hand, and he stabbed it in with one knife and hung it on the dagger.

It did not fall to the ground on the spot, making a series of rolling sounds.

And the snatcher who noticed something was wrong and turned his head instinctively wanted to open his mouth and scream.

A sharp blade stabbed in unreasonable ways, stabbed into his mouth roughly and savagely, blocking all the warning sounds back.

Finally, when AT held the body of the deputy Sagittarius and slowly placed it on the ground.

I took a look at the mad dog, and saw that the mad dog just let go of his hands, and then let a Japanese man whose neck twisted at a strange angle slide down on the ground like a pool of mud.

Obviously, Mad Dog has also completed its mission very well.

After showing a thumbs up to each other, AT made a smooth gesture to Yang Dongli and others who had been crawling more than ten steps away.

It was also from this moment that a team of 18 people were divided into three groups of people.

They were like a very patient hunter, slowly approaching the Japanese who knew nothing about the ones behind them, and then using various cold weapons, they simply used their own hands to deal with them quietly.

For a moment, the originally rich smell of blood seemed to become even more intense on such a position...

*******

Of course, with Yang Dongli and others, no matter how careful they are in the action, they will not be able to kill more than 300 Japanese devils on the position in one breath in such a quiet manner.

Even the Japanese's attention is now concentrated on areas outside the positions.

In fact, when Yang Dongli held a bloody dagger in his hand and planned to slowly approach a Japanese light machine gunner and stabbed the opponent's big waist with such a knife.

Suddenly, a "clang~" sound when the empty can box rolled out was heard.

I don’t know who accidentally kicked such a thing in the middle of the action.

The movement of the rolling thing immediately spread a long distance in the originally quiet environment, so that the nearby Japanese devils turned their heads and looked over instinctively.

Among them, there is the target that Yang Dongli plans to get close to him and then strike.

With four eyes facing each other, both of them were a little confused in an instant, but in the end, Yang Dongli, who was already prepared, reacted faster.

With a swing of his wrist, he secretly practiced the flying knife for a month in private and came in handy.

Although his initial goal was to go to the Japanese throat, he finally plunged into the Japanese left eye socket; however, he solved the opponent no matter how he solved it, and it was not a mistake, right?

While the Japanese covered his eyes, which were stabbed, screamed wildly in his mouth.

Yang Dongli also yelled: "Full firepower, fuck it damn~"

After saying that, he took off an M15 white phosphorus grenade on his chest, pulled out the insurance pin and threw it towards him at 8 o'clock.

Facing such a grenade that flew over a distance of more than 30 meters and fell from the sky.

The Japanese artillery team on the position immediately leaned on the ground with their heads in their arms.

Because most of the shells on the position have not been installed yet, these Japanese artillery soldiers are not very worried about such a grenade.

As long as the shells are not exploded, they will not suffer much losses. After all, just a grenade is just so powerful.

The problem is that these grenades are not the little melons they are familiar with, nor are they the wooden handle grenades of the Guojun.

When the thing exploded in the air, countless spots of Mars immediately spread densely around the surrounding area, in a space of twenty or thirty square meters.

Although each of these Mars is not big, after falling on the human body, it can burn to penetrate bones due to the characteristics of chemical components such as white phosphorus.

It's not something that can be turned off by rolling on the ground or slapping it.

Even if clothes and arms are slapped, not only will it not be able to put out the fire, but it will trigger a larger fire, which will spread to the people who rescue them.

At the same time, white phosphorus is also highly toxic when burned, and it will be fatal if the body absorbs more than 50 mg.

Therefore, the Japanese artillery position was hit by a Yang Dongli M15 white phosphorus grenade. All the personnel on it were almost reimbursed by this thing before the ammunition was destroyed.

Indeed, many Japanese struggling on the ground are not dead yet, but they would rather die more happily.

To be honest! Yang Dongli, who used the M15 white phosphorus grenade for the first time, was also shocked by the cruelty of this thing.

But after reacting, the guy immediately threw the M15 grenade on his body towards the dense area of ​​the surrounding Japanese personnel in a huge ecstasy.

Seeing this, the rest of the night attack team also started to operate in this way.

In a blink of an eye, the entire position was filled with burning fire, and the Japanese screaming.

The main reason is that this thing cannot be contaminated at all. Once it comes into contact, no matter how tough and willful the person with willpower is, he will scream in the severe pain of his body's instinct.

Seeing this, Master Yamada pulled out the samurai sword and rushed over to Yang Dongli and the others with his guards.

But another M15 grenade was greeted by us.

In the end, his whole body turned into a moving living person, Yamada Shaozhuo pulled out his Southern Fourteenth Pistol in a huge pain, intending to escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

But his plan to commit suicide was completely failed.

Of course, it was not that the infamous Southern Type 14 pistol was stuck again, but that Hu Biao, who was rushing into the position, raised his hand and interrupted Yamada's wrist holding the gun.
Chapter completed!