From Pingshan County to Xibaipo area, you could have walked the Guosu Village line, but now it is time for the snow to thaw, and the road is muddy. If the Japanese want to come here, they can only walk along the Hutuo River line.

A group of fifty people stepped on the snow, and the soles of their feet were lifted up. High-waisted military shoes made of old tires and canvas were not afraid of wet, and they were light and durable. In addition, the special forces' escorts were also modified from Japanese canvas or tents, which made other troops envious. Of course, due to the lack of supplies, these special equipment could only be used for a small number of elite troops. If others wanted, they had to wait until a large number of seized.

Around me, the ice surface on the Hutuo River occasionally burst out, and pieces of floating ice flow downstream. In addition to being less powerful than the Yellow River, the sound of ice removal in spring is also quite spectacular!

At this time, the two major lakes had no reservoirs to regulate. The Hutuo River was like a naughty child who would lose his temper from time to time. As long as the water was slightly larger, the water would flood Jinshan. The people on both sides of the river were suffering from many disasters.

Bayonet took a squad to conduct reconnaissance. They were already ready to take the enemy along the way, but halfway through the road, but still no trace of the Japanese army was found. They couldn't help but worry, fearing that the Japanese would march from the mountains in the south. Once they missed it, they would have to run more detours.

However, just when they were worried, there was a dense sound of machine guns coming from the front. When the bayonet heard it, they knew that the Japanese kidnapping was shooting, and more than one thrust. They thought it was bad, and someone must be picking up the enemy.

Sure enough, amid the Japanese gunfire, there was another burst of gunfire made by Hanyang. At the same time, a Czech gunfire shot from time to time. Judging from this situation, someone was being chased by the Japanese.

The main force of the special forces, more than 300 meters behind, also heard the gunshots. When Zhao Hu saw that there was a dense forest by the river, he reached out without thinking. All the team members ran into the forest tacitly and began to prepare. Now the snow in the forest has melted, and landmines can be buried, but the hidden traces need to be used for more effort.

Zhao Hu climbed up the big tree by the forest and took out his telescope. He saw that the reconnaissance squad was swept forward like a wind. There was a small town there. Outside the town, a group of people were fighting and retreating. A small team of Japanese soldiers chasing out of the town were pressing forward step by step, and more than 20 people in front were retreating step by step.

Look at the town, thick smoke is everywhere, and yellow figures are running around from time to time. Needless to ask, these Japanese are committing crimes in the town again, but I don’t know how many fellow villagers have been harmed!

From afar, the reconnaissance team found a ridge and lay down. The Japanese chasing behind obviously did not take these ten people to heart. They were still shooting at the dozen guerrillas. Seeing the members turn around to cover and sacrifice from time to time, Zhao Hu couldn't help but feel nervous. Just as he was about to order reinforcements, the gunshots of the reconnaissance team rang out.

"Bang hook,Bang hook"

The two sniper rifles first fucked the two machine guns of the Japanese crowd. At the same time, the gunshots of other team members sounded like firecrackers, and the seven rifles actually made a platoon of momentum!

Amid a dense "" sound, the chasing Japanese were knocked down before they could react. The blood mist gushed, and each Japanese who were shot dropped at least one or two parts. There was also a rain of bullets swept out by a universal machine gun and extended against the ground, killing a large number of Japanese who were about to lie down to separate flesh and blood!

The remaining Japanese troops were looking for cover, so naturally they had no time to shoot guerrillas again. The team of only sixteen or seventeen people was left quickly ran forward, and the bayonet waved and shouted: "Hurry, enter the woods quickly, let's cover!"

As the gunshots came, all the Japanese in the town heard it. This was not the dull sound of Hanyang and the old sleeves just now. The general machine guns were swept densely and dull. They also heard about the machine guns that were only equipped by the main forces of the Eighth Route Army. After hearing this, they naturally had to go all out.

Seeing the large number of Japanese troops gushing out of the town, the eleven people of the reconnaissance team alone would definitely not be able to stop them. Of course, the bayonet did not want to take risks. They just ordered the cannon to fire a few grenades, then used machine guns to suppress the Japanese's front, and then the eleven people covered each other and flew back into the woods.

As soon as more than a dozen guerrillas arrived at the edge of the forest, they were led by special forces. Landmines were buried here, so they could not be allowed to run around and bump into each other.

Within two minutes, the reconnaissance team rushed over, and the orangutan carried the machine gun, muttering while running: "What are you doing when you run so fast? You don't want to carry the shell!"

The bullets flew over his head, and the bayonet hummed: "Get in quickly, I'm still thinking about the bullet shell at this time, and you can get it if you win!"

The group of Japanese were also very cautious. When they ran to the forest for more than 300 meters, they stopped shooting and instead looked for cover to lie down. Obviously, they also knew the reason why Lin Mo came in.

Bayonet, regardless of whether the Japanese came or not, he turned around and greeted Zhao Hu. After a while, all ten snipers stepped forward, each looking for shooting positions, and began to hit the rabbits sporadically.

Hearing the gunshots, the Japanese squadron leader Mori Yong stabbed the girl beneath him to death. He didn't look at the corpses lying in the house, and turned around and left the yard. However, Japanese in the town were carrying chickens and ducks, driving pigs and sheep, and were so angry that they pulled out their pistols and fired two shots.

"All troops, immediately put down their things in their hands and gather in the west of the town. The spoils will be left to the Imperial Army!"

It turns out that these animals came out to burn, kill and loot. They were buried in heavy snow for a winter and were already impatient. The small Naxi Town was a disaster when they encountered them. Although the guerrillas had mobilized in advance, some people refused to leave and even sacrificed several team members. This is a kind of sadness.

After leaving Naxi Town, Sen Yong almost fell off his chin after seeing the casualties of his subordinates. A full team lost only three when they were attacked in the town. Here, thirteen fell down. Look at the seven or eight so-called minor injuries, all of which were missing their arms and legs. Looking at the huge bullet holes, they couldn't help but take a breath. Is this kind of bullet lethality too strong?

The team leader was not spared. A machine gun bullet broke his kneecap and half of his body was bloody. It was as miserable as it was, and he was still wailing there.

I heard that the other party defeated the full team with only one squad and lost more than half of the loss. Sen Yong was even more angry and almost cut off the useless captain with one knife. It was the other two captains around him who tried to stop him, so he did not go wild.

Seeing that the gunfire in front was still continuing, the battle asked him to organize, he waved his hand and called a non-commissioned officer and asked, "Where is the other party's origin?"

Before the non-commissioned officer could answer, he saw a sergeant running from the front line. While covering his blood-dropped right arm, he shouted: "Squadron Captain, the enemy's marksmanship in the woods are too accurate. We have broken eight more warriors and requested tactical guidance!"

"Where are eight? Did you grow up with Chi Xiang? Listen to the other party's gunshots, there are only eight or nine of them in total. Where is your shooting skills? Even the Eighth Route Army can't beat it?"

"They, they have snipers, our sharpshooters are all defeated..."

As the sergeant spoke, his voice became weaker. The team that had been flattering himself as the accurate marksmanship of the shooter, finally suffered a great loss. The opponent was still the unknown Tu Eighth Route Army. At this moment, he had no shame to see anyone.

"I don't believe that all the soldiers are summoned to attack. These dozens of local eighth companies can still turn to heaven!"

This time, in order to enter the mountain, Senyong Squadron specially strengthened a machine gun squad, with more than 200 troops, and a company of puppet troops, which was quite powerful. However, they were just a new arrival and did not receive any reports of the loss of troops in front of them, so they considered themselves invincible.

The four-stand nine-second helmet were set up on both wings, the right wing, a small team detoured, and in the middle, a small team set out in formation, and the crawlers and small gunners came forward to prepare for a powerful strike against the Eighth Route Forces in this woods!
Chapter completed!