In the gap between the launch of two illumination bombs, there was a lot of flickering light and darkness in the night sky.
Between every step of walking, AT gently puts down the soles of his feet.
Not only did each step make no sound, but he also successfully avoided various craters, cans, bullet boxes, tiles and other objects under his feet.
That dexterous appearance is like a big cat wandering around at night.
As for when the flare went out, Xiaobai, who had low-light vision in his slightly red eyes, was able to see clearly everything in front of him just by relying on a little starlight at night.
Just like that, AT came out of the secret cellar.
Taking the lead, he moved towards the Japanese heavy machine gun position not far in front of him, intending to eliminate such a recent threat first.
At that position, the Japanese set up a relatively rare Taisho 3-year-old heavy machine gun.
So at such a heavy machine gun firepower point, in addition to the two Japanese heavy machine gun shooters, there were also three Japanese armed with 38 or so.
Now they were concentrating their attention on places outside the position, not even daring to blink.
I didn't notice at all that someone had already touched me at a very close distance behind me.
I just simulated it in my mind. If I were to touch it alone, there was really no way to kill five people quietly without alerting others.
For this reason, AT had to wait in place for five or six seconds, and then during this period of time, Mad Dog, a strong junior werewolf who could also see in the dark, also successfully touched it.
Then, the tactical gestures they had practiced together in the doomsday world came in handy again.
Although AT was a little jerky in his gestures, he still clearly conveyed his meaning to Mad Dog:
"We'll do it together after we touch it. I'm responsible for the two or three on the left, and the remaining two on the right are yours. Be careful, whoever misses is the dog."
Mad Dog: "Okay, my codename is Mad Dog, but I won't be a real dog."
Under such an agreement, after the two of them touched it carefully, they jumped behind a Japanese soldier almost at the same time.
The left hand covered the Japs mouth, and the dagger in the right hand, which was painted black on the blade, quickly cut the throats of their respective targets.
As for the Japs whose throats were slashed, all their efforts and struggles were held down by the strong arms of the two men.
Then, almost at the same time, the two of them slowly placed the target that had lost its vitality on the ground; towards the next target, they touched it again and prepared.
It's just that compared to AT, his next actions are more difficult.
Because he was left with two targets, the first and second shooters of the Taisho 3-year-old heavy machine gun, the two of them were almost just leaning against each other.
As long as any one of them is moved, the other one will notice it and issue a warning of a sneak attack. It is simply a chain reaction.
Fortunately, for such a target, AT has already had a specific response plan.
He grasped the handle of the knife with his backhand and flashed the knife. The main shooter's head was already in a different place. He replaced the flying head with the dagger in his other hand, stabbed it deep with one blow and hung it on the dagger.
It didn't fall to the ground on the spot and made a series of rolling sounds.
But when he realized something was wrong, the deputy shooter turned his head instinctively and wanted to open his mouth and scream.
A sharp and large blade was stabbed unreasonably, roughly and brutally into his mouth, blocking all the warning sounds.
Finally, when the AT held the deputy shooter's body and slowly lowered it to the ground.
Shunyan glanced at Mad Dog, only to see that Mad Dog just let go of his hands, and then let a Japanese man whose neck was twisted at a weird angle slide to the ground like a puddle of mud.
Obviously, Mad Dog also completed his task extremely well.
After making a thumbs up gesture to each other, which was regarded as a business promotion, AT made a gesture to Yang Dongli and others who were crawling more than ten steps away that everything would go well.
From this moment on, the team of 18 people was directly divided into three groups.
Like extremely patient hunters, they slowly approached the Japanese who knew nothing about what was behind them, and then used various cold weapons or even their own hands to quietly deal with them.
got them.
For a time, in such a position, the originally strong smell of blood seemed to become even stronger...
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Of course, with people like Yang Dongli and No. 18, no matter how cautious they are in their actions, they cannot kill more than 300 Japanese soldiers on the battlefield in one go so quietly.
Even the attention of these devils is now focused on areas outside the position.
In fact, when Yang Dongli held a bloody dagger in his hand with his backhand and planned to slowly approach a Japanese light machine gunner and stab the opponent's waist with one blow,
Suddenly, a few meters away from him, there was a "clang" sound as an empty can was rolling.
I don’t know who accidentally kicked such an obstruction during the operation.
The sound of the thing rolling was immediately transmitted far away in the originally silent environment, so that the nearby devils instinctively turned their heads to look over.
Among them, there was the target that Yang Dongli planned to attack after getting close.
When their eyes met, both of them were a little confused for a moment, but in the end Yang Dongli, who was prepared, reacted faster.
With a flick of his wrist, the flying knife he had secretly practiced for a month in private came into use.
Although his initial target was to go towards the Japs' throat, he ended up piercing the Japs' left eye socket; but after all, he defeated his opponent, so it was not considered a miss.
While the Japs were covering their eyes where they had been stabbed, they screamed wildly.
Yang Dongli also yelled: "Full fire, fuck him~"
After saying that, he took off an M15 white phosphorus grenade from his chest, pulled out the safety pin, and threw it toward the Japanese artillery position in his 8 o'clock direction.
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 fell to the ground holding their heads.
Because most of the artillery shells on the position have not yet been equipped with fuzes, these Japanese artillerymen are not really worried about such a grenade.
As long as the shells don't explode, they won't suffer much loss. After all, it's just a grenade, and its damage range and power are only so large.
The problem is, these grenades are not the small melons they are familiar with, nor are they the wooden handle grenades of the Guo Army.
When that thing exploded in the air, countless sparks were immediately densely scattered around it, in a space with a radius of twenty or thirty square meters.
Although each of these sparks is not very big, when it lands on the human body, it can burn until it penetrates the bones due to the properties of white phosphorus and other chemical components.
It can't be extinguished by rolling on the ground or by slapping it.
Even if the clothes and arms are slapped, not only will there be no way to extinguish the fire, but it will cause a larger fire and spread to the people who go to rescue them.
At the same time, white phosphorus is highly toxic when burned, and if the body absorbs more than 50 mg, it will be fatal.
Therefore, almost all the personnel on the Japanese artillery position that received a Yang Dongli M15 white phosphorus grenade were wiped out by this one before the ammunition could be detonated.
Indeed, many of the Japanese struggling on the ground are not dead yet, but they would rather die quickly.
To be honest! Yang Dongli, who used the M15 white phosphorus grenade for the first time, was also shocked by the ferocity of this thing.
But after he came to his senses, this fellow was immediately in a state of great ecstasy, and kept throwing the M15 grenades on his body towards the densely populated surrounding areas with Japanese soldiers.
Seeing this, other people in the night attack team also started to operate in this way.
In the blink of an eye, the entire position was covered with burning fire, and there were screaming Japanese soldiers.
The main thing is that this thing cannot be contaminated at all. Once in contact, no matter how strong the willpower is, people will scream in the body's instinctive pain.
Upon seeing this, Major Yamada drew his samurai sword and rushed towards Yang Dongli and the others with a few guards around him.
But what greeted them was another M15 grenade.
In the end, Yamada burned his whole body into a moving living person. In great pain, he pulled out his Southern Type 14 pistol, intending to escape from the sea of suffering.
It's just that his suicide plan was a complete failure.
Of course, it was not that the infamous Southern Type 14 pistol jammed again, but that Hu Biao, who was leading his men into the position, raised his hand and broke Yamada's wrist holding the gun.