A guerrilla skirmisher made a lot of gains in the brief firefight, hitting the Japanese with at least two shots. However, on such a complicated battlefield, he could not crawl over to confirm the results.
As the flares were extinguished, the battle that had just been about exploding beans suddenly stopped, because if you shoot in the night and expose your position, you will die miserably.
This brother had already fired several shots at the same position just now. Now that the flares were extinguished, he didn't care to load the bullet again in the rifle and hurriedly moved to the second shooting position.
The second shooting position was a ring-shaped machine gun position that was blown over. It was originally owned by the Japanese. It was sent to meet the King of Hell by several grenades. Sandbags were also overturned and scattered everywhere.
The bloody corpse of the Japanese was still lying on the ground, but it had become cold and stiff, and the middle of the Japanese corpse was the second shooting point he chose.
I'm afraid the little Japs wouldn't have thought that he would hide behind the Japs' corpses, and he was secretly proud of himself. When the Japs shoot at him, they will be beating one of their own. Thinking about it makes him feel happy.
This brother's movements were as agile as an ape's. He quickly rushed through a gap, and then leaned against a wall, breathing heavily. The Japanese were not moving.
But he knew that in the darkness not far away, there were at least a dozen rifles aimed at him, and any movement might attract bullets from the Japs.
The brother moved to his second shooting position without any danger, loaded the rifle with bullets again, gently loaded the rifle and placed the rifle on the corpse of the Japanese in front of him.
When he had just settled down, another transferred guerrilla officer also ducked out of the darkness, preparing to ambush in the ruins on the left.
Just as the guerrilla brother lying in the pile of Japanese corpses was about to signal to his comrade who had moved nearby, a black figure suddenly jumped out from the side.
The black shadow was very fast, like a ghost, it came to the side of the brother who was moving, covered his mouth with one hand, and the cold sharp blade in the other hand had already scratched his neck.
Seeing a fountain of blood spurting out from his brother's neck, the eyes of the hidden guerrilla officer immediately turned red. He gritted his teeth and watched the ghostly black figures emerge from the darkness one by one, and then
Spread out and infiltrate toward the back of their position.
Even the nearest Japanese soldier from the Skeleton Special Forces walked past the guerrilla officer and soldier hiding in the pile of corpses and glanced at the corpse on the ground.
But this Skeleton Team member didn't realize that the guerrilla lying in the pile of corpses pretending to be dead was actually alive.
When these Japanese soldiers disappeared into the darkness, the tear-stained brother got up from the ground and hurriedly ran towards his squad leader to report the new situation.
The defense zone where he was located was eerily quiet, and more than a dozen brothers who fought alongside him were quietly killed by Japanese infiltrators.
Seeing the passing brothers lying lifeless on the ground in various postures at various shooting positions, the living brother had tears streaming down his face.
In just a short while, he was the only brother in the squad. When he touched the position of the squad leader, there was a bloody hole in his squad leader's chest, and blood was flowing outward.
The people infiltrated by the Japanese Skeleton Special Forces were very powerful, and they killed the guerrilla officers and soldiers lurking everywhere without moving their expressions.
But despite all their efforts, they still missed one person, which was enough to pose a fatal threat to them.
"Company, company commander, our defense line has been penetrated by the Japanese..." This brother stumbled to the position of the company commander and reported the situation while choking.
"How many people are there!" The company commander was shocked when he heard this and asked hurriedly.
"Dozens of them." This brother didn't see clearly how many Japs there were, but he estimated that there were probably dozens of them.
The company commander immediately became furious: "Why didn't your squad stop them!"
"I...our class has all been killed. I was so scared that I didn't dare to move..." This brother lowered his head in shame as he spoke.
He watched helplessly as his brother had his neck wiped off by the infiltrated Japanese. He was shocked at first, and then fearful.
Although he had killed several Japanese on the battlefield, in such an isolated and helpless situation, he chose to be quiet and pretend to be dead. He did not want to be killed too.
Whether you are a veteran or a new soldier, the fear of death is innate. No matter how powerful a person is, he will always be afraid of death.
"You coward!" The company commander kicked the returning brother angrily and cursed with a bit of hatred.
"Don't get angry, they are all your brothers." Seeing the company commander getting angry, the deputy company commander hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the kicked brother up from the ground.
The deputy company commander patted the brother on the shoulder and said, "You can rest for a while, and I will send someone else to take over your position."
Soon, the brother who came back to report the news was taken to the next room. The company commander's face was still angry: "Why did I have such a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death? It's shameful!"
The deputy company commander advised: "It's very rare that he can come back to report. Facing dozens of Japanese soldiers, it is human nature to cherish life. Don't blame him too much. Now these Japanese soldiers have penetrated into the back."
, we have to close the gap quickly."
After hearing what the deputy company commander said, the company commander angrily shouted outside: "Signal soldiers, send a squad each from the first platoon commander and the second platoon to seal the hole for me!"
"You stay here and take command. I'll go find Captain Wei. This infiltration of Japanese soldiers has quietly killed a group of my brothers. I'm afraid they'll have to take action to deal with it." After the company commander finished speaking, he got out.
The hidden part of the fingers.
Soon, Wei Qing, the leader of the Lieyan Special Warfare Group who was hiding nearby and looking for fighter planes, got the news. He never thought that a Japanese would really dare to come and die, and a sneer appeared on his lips.
Immediately, the officers and soldiers of the Lieyan Special Operations Brigade, who were hidden in the darkness, took action. With their weapons in hand, they covered up the enemy's infiltration troops from behind.
The Japs led by Makino Kanan have infiltrated the war zone and are heading north of the city, preparing to kill the guerrilla headquarters.
The mobile sentries and hidden sentries deployed by the guerrilla officers and soldiers along the way were almost invisible to the sight of the Skeleton Special Forces' leading soldiers, and they were wiped off their necks one after another.
When the Japanese's Skeleton Special Forces successfully moved toward the guerrilla headquarters, they did not know that a group of murderers had quickly followed behind them.
Zhang Hai and Wu Hao of the sniper team followed the officers and soldiers of the Lieyan Special Operations Brigade and chased them out of two streets. They quickly got into a yard that was completely messed up by the bombing. The two climbed up to the roof and set up their guns.
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