The first thousand one hundred and ninety-two chapters copy the way back
The night was quiet, and there was a faint smell of blood floating in the air. All the Japanese did not dare to make any rash move, because they knew the terror of a powerful sniper.
If there are enough bullets, the opponent can kill himself and the others all by himself. Facing this opponent, no one dares to be careless in the slightest.
Japanese Major Makino Kanan did not expect that he would encounter such a strong opponent. No one dared to move until they were sure where the opponent was hiding, because any exposure could lead to death.
The little Japs, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, had never been so nervous. Their eyes were searching everywhere, trying to find the hidden sniper.
Unfortunately, the sight was too dark, and the overgrown grass greatly hindered their search, and they were all a little helpless.
However, the scene of the several front-runners being shot was still vivid in their minds, and they did not want to be the next targets to be shot.
Time passed minute by minute, and anxiety and uneasiness spread among the Japanese soldiers, but they still could not determine the opponent's location.
Next to a tree trunk as thick as a bucket, a Japanese sniper was also searching through the scope for the location of the sniper who attacked them.
But the other party seemed to have disappeared, and a full half an hour had passed and there was still no movement.
Has the other party already left?
The Japanese sniper was guessing, but he was not sure, because he knew how terrible a sniper's patience was, and he was still looking for traces of the other party.
Just when the Japs sniper's eyes were swollen and sore, suddenly a rustling sound came from behind him.
The sudden sound made the Japs' sniper's hair stand on end, and he almost subconsciously rolled to the side.
It's a pity that his speed was still too slow. A black shadow swooped up at lightning speed, and the sharp blade with a cold light cut into the throat of the Japanese sniper, completely killing his voice.
's sealed.
All this happened in a flash of lightning. In the blink of an eye, the Japanese sniper who was alive just now turned into a bleeding corpse.
Yang Ling looked around for a while, and after making sure that no one was exposed, he carefully searched for his trophies. When he found the skull on the Japanese sniper armband, he finally knew who his opponent was.
Yang Ling carried his 97-gauge sniper rifle on his back, grabbed the Japs sniper's 98k sniper rifle in his hand, and aimed at the Japs who were about to move in the distance.
It took Yang Ling a full half hour to come over and kill the Japs' snipers. During this period, many Japs thought Yang Ling had left, and some Japs were looking around.
Yang Ling raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, put a Japs into the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger.
"puff!"
The bullet entered the devil's body from the back. The devil's body trembled suddenly, a bloody arrow flew out, and the devil collapsed on the ground.
"In the back!"
The Japs had been observing in front of them. Who knew that Yang Lingrao was behind them? This frightened the Japs soldiers and turned around to shoot.
With a burst of crackling fire, gunpowder smoke slowly filled the air.
"Ceasefire!"
The Japanese commander Makino Kanan stopped the Japanese soldiers from shooting, but after the gunfire stopped, the atmosphere became even weirder. No one knew whether the other party had been shot to death randomly.
"You guys go over and take a look." Makino Kanan told the two Japs.
The two Japs gritted their teeth, and then suddenly flew out from the ground, running in the direction of Yang Ling in an S shape.
"boom--"
"boom--"
With the sound of two gunshots, the two Japanese soldiers who ran out were shot and fell to the ground. The Japanese soldiers opened fire at the place where the gunfire was.
After the ceasefire, no Japanese dared to charge forward, because they knew that the other party would definitely blow their heads off.
Yang Ling saw that the little devil was completely afraid to move, and then Shi Shiran quietly left with his trophies.
Soon, Yang Ling caught up with Wang Dongming and the others, who were already as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
"Sir, I thought you wouldn't be able to come back. I'm going to lead my brothers to fight back."
Seeing that Yang Ling came back safely and with a lot of loot, the brothers finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I said, the bullet that will kill me hasn't been made yet." Yang Ling's face showed great confidence.
"What was the gunshot just now?" Wang Dongming asked curiously.
"I killed a few little devils easily."
"Where did they come from?" A brother came over and asked.
Yang Ling took out the skull armband torn from the Japs and said, "It's the one we encountered in Gaoyou, but now I'm so scared that I'm lying on the ground and don't dare to move."
"Let's go, we'll go back overnight."
Yang Ling and the others originally wanted to rest in a slope village for one night before leaving, but unexpectedly they encountered the Japanese Skeleton Special Forces and now had to rush on their way all night.
After waiting for an hour, the commander of the Japanese Skeleton Special Forces, Makino Kanan, was no longer ready to waste any more time.
"Retreat, go back along the original path."
Facing a sniper with terrifying strength, Makino Kanan was really not sure that he could eliminate the opponent, so he could only choose to take a step back.
After all, the purpose of their coming here this time is not for a sniper who doesn't know the details. Their mission is to get the head of Yang Ling, the commander of the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps.
The Japanese soldiers were also so frightened by the beating that they did not dare to continue the pursuit. They slowly retreated and finally disappeared into the darkness.
What Japanese Major Makino Kanan doesn't know is that his opponent is actually the target person who came to Jiangsu this time. If he knew Yang Ling's identity, he might have to fight to the death.
When Yang Ling and the others successfully repelled the Japanese pursuers and headed towards Huaiyin overnight, outside Huaiyin City, a large group of Japanese soldiers were quietly approaching Huaiyin.
Yang Ling and the others have repeatedly defeated the Japanese, and now they have completely become a thorn in the enemy's side.
While several Japanese infantry brigades are still looking for the main force of the so-called guerrillas in the area south of Baoying, another Japanese unit has been ordered to take the retreat of the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps.
Because Huaiyin is Yang Ling's base. Once this place is taken, the guerrillas will lose their foundation and their firepower will be drained. I have to say that the little devil has a very vicious vision.
The Yamaguchi Infantry Brigade of the Japanese 13th Infantry Mixed Brigade was responsible for carrying out the task of capturing Huaiyin. Compared with the Watanabe detachment, they were a powerful Kwantung Army force capable of conquering and fighting.
When the Chinese Communist Corps launched its winter offensive, the Yamaguchi Brigade was ordered to rush to support Yancheng and even lost Huaiyin.
Now they are heading towards Huaiyin with revenge in mind, hoping to eliminate the Chinese defenders in Huaiyin in one fell swoop and cut off the retreat route of the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps.
But what the little devil doesn't know is that the main force of the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps is actually in Huaiyin at the moment, and those south of Baoying are just a suspect army led by Yang Ling.