The puppet troops were like wild wolves smelling fishy smell. Although they faced strong resistance from Luo Feng and others, they still rushed forward desperately.
After all, the reward given to them by the puppet company commander is very generous. As long as they rush in, they can make a fortune.
It is said that two fists are no match for four hands. Faced with the crazy charge of these puppet troops, the entire courtyard's defense line was crumbling.
"puff!"
A guerrilla officer had just knocked down a puppet soldier who was rushing more than ten meters away. Before he could reload the bullet, a bullet penetrated his shoulder. He almost fell under the impact of the bullet.
fall.
But he still clenched his teeth to steady his body, loaded the bullet, raised his hand and fired back. The proud look in the puppet soldier's eyes stopped because the bullet had penetrated his body.
"Puff-"
Several more bullets flew onto the wall, punching several bloody holes in the guerrilla officer's body, leaving an expression of extreme pain on the brother's face.
The brother struggled to pull the last grenade and threw it out. His body turned backwards involuntarily, and his eyes were quickly fading through the black smoke-filled sky.
"Dunzi!" Seeing this brother lying on the ground covered in blood, several brothers around him shouted angrily with red eyes.
However, a good dog cannot fight against a large number of jackals. Faced with the bullets that kept flying by the puppet army, in the blink of an eye, several more guerrilla officers and soldiers were shot and fell to the ground.
"Kill!"
The brother guarding next to a broken wall that had a hole exploded was already leaning against the wall. He was covered in blood, but he was too weak to raise his gun. An excited puppet soldier rushed up.
"Haha!"
The bayonet made a dull sound when it was stabbed into the chest, like a ripe watermelon being stabbed in, and a large fountain of blood spurted out.
"I killed one! I killed one!"
The puppet soldier stabbed the guerrilla officer and soldier several times in a row, and shouted excitedly because he could get a reward worth ten oceans.
"Stab it!"
The excited shouts of the puppet soldiers only lasted a few seconds. Luo Feng, who had a black face and angry eyes, slashed past with his ghost-headed sword. The excitement of the puppet soldiers was frozen on his face, and his head was like a rubber ball.
Flying up.
The puppet soldier looked at his corpse, which was spewing blood, slipping to the ground. The smile on his face turned to horror. He saw the cold and stern guerrilla officer and soldier. He wanted to struggle, but fell into darkness.
Luo Feng stood at the gap with a ghost-headed knife in his hand, and knocked down several puppet soldiers who tried to rush in through the gap. Every time the puppet soldiers poked their heads out, the bloody blade slashed them down.
"Company Commander, we can't hold on any longer!"
However, more and more puppet troops broke through the wall and poured in. Luo Feng turned around and saw a brother being surrounded by more than a dozen bayonets and stabbed to the ground. He roared angrily.
"Get back into the house!"
The two sides had already started a melee in the yard. Facing these crazy puppet troops, Luo Feng had to retreat into the house with his few remaining brothers.
The puppet troops rushed forward, but grenades were thrown from the room, which was the last struggle of the seriously wounded.
"Rush, rush in, they're out of bullets!"
The company commander of the puppet army wanted to take down this small group of guerrillas in one go and take their heads to ask for credit from the Japanese, so he stood back and yelled like a clown.
These puppet soldiers are all those who bully the weak and fear the strong. They are more hated than the Japanese. For the sake of their future and seeking rewards from their masters, they are even more cruel to their compatriots than the Japanese.
"spray!"
Just as the company commander of the puppet army was shouting and giving instructions from behind, suddenly a bullet penetrated his temple, and a stream of red and white stuff spurted out and splashed on the wall next to him.
A puppet soldier who was guarding the puppet company commander suddenly heard the puppet company commander's screams suddenly stop. When he turned to look, he saw a group of murderous people walking along the rubble-filled street from the corner of his eye.
Rushed over.
"There are enemies..."
Just when the puppet soldier wanted to warn him, he suddenly felt a pain in his throat, and a large amount of blood gushed out. The bullet had crushed his throat, and he fell to the ground unwillingly.
"Kill them all! Leave no one behind!"
More than fifty officers and soldiers of the Flame Special Forces had faces as cold as ice and exuded a heart-stopping murderous aura. Under the command of captain Wei Qing, they held sharp blades and silently pounced from behind on the puppets who were still attacking.
military.
"Huh! Huh!"
"ah!"
More than fifty officers and soldiers of the Flame Special Forces were like wolves among sheep, with their sharp blades flying and streams of blood gushing out.
In the narrow courtyard, with so many puppet soldiers crowded together, the rifles in their hands were not as useful as sharp blades. Facing the shimmering sharp blade, the puppet soldiers only had time to scream, and then fell down in a pool of blood.
Yang Ling has expanded the Flame Special Forces to fifty people on the original basis. They are divided into three parts: sniper team, intelligence team and assault team.
The brothers of these special forces are all veterans carefully selected from the entire detachment. They are not only loyal and reliable, but also veterans who have crawled out of the dead, and their combat effectiveness is equally strong.
When Yang Ling was training new recruits these days, he also conducted a week of special training for these newly selected officers and soldiers of the special forces, although they were still at the most basic stage compared to the real special forces.
But they themselves are a group of veterans who have narrowly escaped death. Facing these hastily formed puppet troops, they still have the advantage of crushing them.
"There's someone attacking behind me!"
After the officers and soldiers of the special forces attacked and killed more than thirty puppet soldiers, the puppet soldiers in front finally reacted and turned their guns one after another.
But when they discovered the cold eyes of this group of strange troops with cold faces and unblinking killing intent, they couldn't help but shudder.
The puppet army wanted to shoot, but the officers and soldiers of the special forces and their people were already strangled at close range. Once they opened fire, they would definitely kill one of their own by mistake.
The puppet soldiers who had not yet made contact raised their guns and took aim for a long time. Finally, they had to give up shooting and joined the battle group with bayonets in hand.
But when they joined the battle group, they realized that they had encountered a powerful and perverted army. Each of these people had a bayonet, and every blow they made was tricky and cruel, causing the puppet army to lose its combat effectiveness.
What Yang Ling taught these special forces officers and soldiers were the most direct killing techniques. The bayonets in their hands were longer than the daggers, and they were invincible with the bayonets in their hands.
For a moment, smoke and dust rose up in the dilapidated farmyard, and blood mist filled the air. Under the attack of the fierce and cunning special forces, the puppet troops retreated steadily, and soon everyone was dead.
Some of the wounded guerrilla soldiers who were blocked in the room wanted to go out to help, but were kicked back by Luo Feng. They were worried that they would be accidentally killed by this group of people who appeared out of nowhere, which would be a joke.
In less than ten minutes, a company of more than a hundred puppet troops was knocked down in a pool of blood by the Flame Special Forces using close combat methods, causing Luo Feng and others who were hiding in the room to watch the battle to take a breath of cold air.
The remaining puppet soldier saw the corpses of his companions all over the yard, and then saw the cold and bloodthirsty eyes of the pairs. His face was ashen, and he couldn't help but retreat. Finally, he threw away the gun in his hand due to a nervous breakdown, and turned around.
He had to climb over the gap in the broken wall to escape.
"puff!"
However, as soon as the puppet soldier reached the gap, a bloody bayonet was thrown from behind and accurately penetrated his body.
The puppet soldier paused, looked down at the tip of the knife emerging from his chest, and fell to the ground with a thud.