Although Hu Biao himself was stopped by the commander of the island nation team, Mio Yamamoto, who had rushed back in time, at a position about sixty or seventy meters away from the mother castle.

Immediately, the commanders of these two teams, two equally rare intermediate powerhouses.

The two of them started a fierce and tragic fight when their blood power burst out; they cut off the idea of ​​Hu Biao rushing into the mother castle with their men and blowing up the inside of the mother castle.

But what is very gratifying is that the members of the Zhongzhou team have extremely high subjective initiative.

Those members who had not met their opponents in the dark continued to touch the mother castle after their commander fell into battle without knowing where they were trapped in the battle.

This has only one purpose:

Blast the passage in the mother castle as soon as possible to prevent more Japanese reinforcements from coming out.

But what annoyed these people was that when Yuo Yamamoto arrived at the battlefield, some Japanese in the surrounding area also rushed to the mother fort through the dense underground transportation network in the belly of Matsuyama.

Then he killed out through the gate of the mother castle and joined the battlefield.

So far, their number is not too large, but it has made everyone who has advanced along the way feel some pressure and threat.

If the outlet of the passage is not blown up as soon as possible, such pressure and threat will only become greater and greater as time goes by.

With some simple truths about this, the old birds of the Zhongzhou team naturally realized it very clearly at the first moment.

For the final victory of this night battle, they began a desperate battle...

In Xiling's hand, the M1A1 submachine gun was shot with a series of precise points.

At most fifteen or sixteen meters away from him, a Japanese figure who had just stood up from behind the bunker was knocked to the ground on the spot...

Because Mao was so sure that he was a Japanese man, weren’t he afraid of hitting the wrong person?

Regarding this point, Xiling has absolute confidence.

Damn it! A little short man who was only over 1.5 meters tall had a rifle that was a little taller than a man after he had a bayonet in his hand.

Who else can the above situation besides the Japanese?

Then, when the man stood up, he vaguely smashed the Japanese with his fist on the helmet, and an explosion broke out around him.

Obviously, this guy actually planned to throw a small melon grenade at Xiling and others.

Fortunately, the Japanese devil had just stood up and was killed by Xiling after he threw out the little melon in his hand.

In the firelight caused by the explosion of the little melon, Xiling could see two Japanese soldiers holding Type 38 guns in their hands, being knocked down by splashed shrapnel.

But after achieving such a result, Xiling hurriedly lay in a mess in a trench nearest.

It was mainly at such a time that the Type 92 heavy machine gun, which had just been set up by reinforcements, had already greeted him with a string of bullets.

The main shooter who operated the heavy machine gun was obviously a veteran of the Japanese and was very good at using heavy machine guns.

Therefore, although the string of bullets he fired from him was short, it was quite threatening, and he almost knocked Xiling's head into a rotten watermelon.

So, after feeling the bullet flying overhead, even as an old bird on the battlefield, he was still a little scared.

Xiling yelled in her mouth:

"Zhaofeng, I will cover you and find a way to kill that heavy machine gun."

Here, it is very necessary to explain:

In fact, the Zhongzhou team now does not need to be a little errand in many battles, and they have to shout out at the top of their voices in order to communicate well with each other.

After all, they have fought so many battles. After so many times of hard work, even a brick can grind out patina, let alone people.

Therefore, the Zhongzhou team has been using tactical gestures and coordination very carefully.

But the key to the problem is that in such a dark environment tonight, no matter how good the tactical gestures are, no matter how well others are, they cannot see them.

No! Xiling could only change the way of communication to roar.

Faced with Xiling's request, the man was still more than 20 meters away, and a landmine exploded and caused the cat-chasing wind to crater in the bomb crater.

Just in his mouth, he simply replied: "Okay~"

Then, he took off the Bazuka bazooka from behind and carried it on his shoulders.

Seeing this, the Chinese characters on the side didn't say anything, and took out a 60mm caliber rocket from the canvas ammunition bag on its side to help install it.

Such a scene, Xiling naturally cannot see in this dark environment.

However, based on the good tacit understanding that the team members have developed over the long period of time, they have rich combat experience; just after Zhuifeng and Chinese characters were ready to call out with the Bazuka rocket launcher.

Xiling stood up from the hidden place in a timely manner, picked up the M1A1 submachine gun in his hand again, and fired at the machine gun crew of the Type 92 heavy machine gun.

Although the veteran of the Japanese hid in a very vulgar way behind the sandbag of the heavy machine gun position.

Even though Xiling's bullets failed to kill the heavy machine gun, he successfully attracted the opponent's firepower.

The only shame is that in order to achieve such a goal, Xiling's eyebrows were cut open by a jump.

Immediately, half of my face was covered in blood.

Fortunately, his injuries did not give in vain; at the moment when Xiling's gun fired, Zhuifeng also came to a standard kneeling position with the Bazuka rocket launcher from the hidden place.

According to the muzzle flame of the Type 92 heavy machine gun, the position of the opposite target was locked.

Then, he pulled the trigger at his fingertips, successfully ignited the rocket in the tube, and fired it out.

With a distance of only 20 meters, there was no accident for an old bird like Zhuifeng who didn't know how many Bazukas were launched.

Or, if you miss it, it is an accident.

In a blink of an eye, the Type 92 heavy machine gun, along with some sand in sandbags, flew into the sky.

However, in the explosion of fire, Zhuifeng had no choice but to see five or six more Japanese soldiers who rushed out of the mother castle.

The leading Japanese man even held a crooked light machine gun that had been gradually eliminated by the Japanese tribe.

The moment the Japanese rushed out, they opened fire with a crooked light machine gun.

A round of 6.5mm caliber bullets shot randomly, and there were so many that they were still alive, and they were accurately hit Zhuifeng's chest.

Under the impact of the warhead of the Japanese Tokusaka bullet, Zhuifeng clearly felt that he had broken two ribs on the spot.

Damn it! This bad luck is simply no one else...

A few ribs were broken. This level of injury was not a serious situation for the Zhongzhou team and the old birds.

As long as the broken bones are not staggered, there is a prick, and the organs are pierced, it is not a problem that can be injured on the battlefield.

Therefore, after realizing that as time goes by, more and more Japanese supporters come, and what will happen if the situation is not good.

Zhuifeng decisively threw away the Bazuka tube he carried on his shoulder, and planned to pick up the 5-kilogram explosive pack just now.

I was about to hug this thing and started to fight hard.

By the way! If it weren't for the fact that they had only one of these things at hand at this moment.

Otherwise, if you are worried that a 5-kilogram explosive pack is not powerful enough, Zhuifeng will get more.

At this moment, an unexpected situation happened, and there was another loud shout of killing sound in the position behind them.

From the distance, it is only more than one kilometer, and you can reach the battlefield in a few minutes.

Among these shouts of killing, Zhuifeng and Chinese characters were even quite clear, and there were quite a bit of tender voices among these shouts of killing.

There is no doubt that these are the baby soldiers who are reserve teams rushed up here.

"Damn it! Which bastard issued an order that actually allowed these dolls to fill the battlefield again? How dangerous is this eyeless sword and gun."

After hearing this, he immediately cursed in Zhuifeng's mouth.

The main reason is that the Zhongzhou team has decided tonight that no matter what, they will not let these children participate in the battle. Isn’t it enough to die so many times during the day yesterday?

Rather than this, they would rather die more of them.

The problem is that chasing the wind is also aware of something. It is useless to curse my mother now. We can only solve the battle as soon as possible and solve the battle before the baby soldiers join the war.

With this idea, Zhuifeng planned to jump up and blow up the mother castle, but when he jumped up, he was grabbed by Chinese characters.

After looking back, he could see the expression on Chinese characters' face under the dim starlight.

He also said lightly: "Chasing the Wind, let me do this kind of thing. I have been holding up something in my heart recently. I always feel a little unhappy if I don't do anything big."

Then, he snatched the explosive bag in Zhuifeng's hand and rushed into the night sky quickly.

Looking at this resolute figure, Zhuifeng knew something clearly in his heart: in this mission, this should be the last time everyone has seen the Chinese character.

Because after a while, Chinese characters will probably not even have complete parts left...

*******

By the way, in the starting position where he was standing, the six-person fishing team of Zhongzhou Team was considered the only survivor.

All the others died in battle, or the one who died heroically and miserably.

But the problem is that the gongs are always lingering in the minds, Uncle Chu, Python, and other scenes of the baby soldiers who died in battle. In fact, Chinese characters have long since wanted to live.

At least in this mission, he didn't want to continue living; he felt that he might as well die together and let the fishing team be neatly organized.

Therefore, he felt that the way to die like pulling the explosive pack was very consistent with his taste.

However, after rushing for seven or eight steps, he fell down again and could faintly see more Chinese characters in the mother castle, but he frowned tightly.
To be continued...