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Chapter five hundred and first encounter

"Captain, two Japanese snipers were killed, and two rifles were seized, both with scopes. They should be the sniper rifles you mentioned!" Huang Yuanqiang happily rushed to Wang Ping and reported.

At this time, the village where the headquarters was located was already filled with gunfire. Under the attack of Japanese incendiary bombs, half of the village was enveloped in a sea of ​​flames.

"Captain, do you want to reinforce the headquarters immediately! Reinforce the village!" Zhang Guoding reminded at the side.

Wang Ping shook his head and replied: "There are so many security forces in the village, and there are only seven of us. It's useless to send reinforcements!"

"Since the Japs have arranged snipers here, it means that this must be the retreat chosen by the Japs, and they will definitely retreat from here! We will ambush here, wait for the Japs to retreat, and then hit them. At the very least, we must

Keep the devil’s tail!"

Sneak attacks are about suddenness. Now that the gunfire in the village is so fierce, the suddenness of the Japanese special forces' sneak attack on the headquarters is definitely gone.

In this case, unless the enemy wants to be surrounded and annihilated by more and more guards in the village, the only option is to retreat immediately.

Two sniper rifles, one for each of the two remaining snipers in the SWAT team.

Then he lurked in the bushes on both sides of the mountain road, waiting for the Japanese troops to retreat.

Not long after, the gunfire from the direction of the headquarters slowly stopped, and a faint sound of footsteps reached Wang Ping's ears.

"The devil is coming, get ready to fight!"

The Japanese special forces squadron, with an assault team as the vanguard, quickly retreated carrying seven or eight corpses and wounded people. In less than half a minute, these people crossed the mountain road in front of Wang Ping.

Seeing that Wang Ping had no intention of shooting, the six soldiers who were ambushing around saw this and were anxious in their hearts, so they almost spoke to remind him.

Just then, another group of Japanese soldiers appeared.

There were a total of six assaulters armed with submachine guns and two firemen carrying machine guns.

While carefully staring behind him, he placed booby traps on his retreat path to slow down the Eighth Route Army's pursuing troops.

Submachine guns have an irreversible range disadvantage compared to rifles, so without thinking, Wang Ping pointed his gun at the Japs' fireman carrying the light machine gun.

As long as you kill the Japs' firemen, it's useless no matter how powerful the Japs' commandos behind them are. As long as you hide out of the range of the submachine guns, the Japs can't do anything to you, and they can only be beaten passively in front of the rifles.

It was the first time for the two snipers to use a sniper rifle. From the moment they got the rifle, they had genuine and excited smiles on their faces.

A sniper rifle was pointed at another Japs machine gunner, a rifle was pointed at one of the Japs' assaulters, and the remaining few people also raised their rifles and aimed at the other Japs' assaulters.

After the Japanese troops at the rear passed in front of everyone and got farther and farther away, and were out of the range of the submachine guns, Wang Ping decisively pulled the trigger.

The snipers and other subordinates nearby also opened fire. Caught off guard, the two Japanese machine gunners and assaulters fell directly onto the mountain road.

"Baga, the enemy is attacking, counterattack immediately!" The five Japanese attackers who were still alive fell to the ground, then picked up their submachine guns and fired in the direction of Wang Ping.

"Don't worry, keep shooting, we are outside the effective range of the Japs' submachine guns!" Seeing the subordinates around him subconsciously preparing to move covertly, Wang Ping immediately comforted him, then picked up his rifle and continued shooting.

Colonel Matsumoto, who was walking in front, only wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

The sudden sound of gunfire behind him reached his ears, and Matsumoto's first subconscious reaction was that the Eighth Route Army was catching up.

"Captain, the rear combat unit is under attack, do you want to respond?" the deputy captain reminded with a worried look on his face.

"No!" Colonel Matsumoto shook his head and refused.

"Continue to retreat. As soon as the gunfire rings out, the Eighth Route Army reinforcements will rush here. One more minute of delay here will put us in more danger. If not, the whole army may be destroyed here!"

"Let the combat detachment at the rear block the Eighth Route Army for five minutes, and then break through and retreat!"

Matsumoto's decision was undoubtedly to abandon the rear combat unit, but after the order was issued, no one around him spoke.

They all know that giving up the rear combat unit can ensure everyone's safety.

After Colonel Matsumoto retreated with the main force of the special operations squadron, the Japanese's remaining five commandos became even more miserable.

Rifles and sniper rifles pressed down on them, and although the submachine guns in their hands screamed happily, they could not hurt the SWAT team at all.

"Bang bang!" After the sniper rifle fired the third round of bullets, another Japanese fell to the ground.

"BaGeYa Road, the range of the submachine guns in our hands is too short and we can't hit them at all!" The second lieutenant in the remaining four assault hands finally came to his senses and shouted loudly.

"We must find a way to get closer to Tubal Road, or retreat directly!"

"But the captain asked us to hold on for five minutes. And if we retreat, the Eighth Route Army will always be out of our range, and we will still have to be passively beaten!" Another assaulter frowned and reminded.

"Then attack, get close to the Eighth Route Army, and destroy them!" the second lieutenant made the decision immediately.

Then he stared at the three remaining commandos around him and ordered: "Attack, alternate cover, attack forward, and eliminate the Tuba Road attacking us. There are not many of them. Only by killing them can we survive."

The four assaulters were like ghosts in the night, covering each other and heading towards Wang Ping's direction.

Because of their fast reaction speed, they all rushed forward for a second or two and then quickly fell down, and then used their guns to cover the subordinates around them and advanced alternately. It didn't take long for the four assaulters to rush forward more than ten meters. Wang Ping and his side

Although his subordinates kept firing, they didn't kill a single Japanese because they didn't have time to take aim.

"Give me the sniper rifle, let the others fire volleys and kill them through firepower density!" Wang Ping ordered with a frown.

After all, he was a trained sniper, and Wang Ping felt comfortable with the sniper rifle as soon as he got it in his hand.

Aiming, shooting, gunshots rang out, and a Japanese commando rushed forward two meters. Just as he was about to fall to the ground, a bullet hit his chest accurately.

Several other subordinates also achieved results in volley fire.

A Japanese soldier was hit in the thigh by a bullet and fell to the ground, losing his fighting ability.

"Just fight like this and keep shooting! The Japanese can't afford to delay. The longer they delay, the slimmer their chances of survival will be!" Wang Ping ordered excitedly.

After firing five bullets in a row with his sniper rifle, Wang Ping hit another Japanese soldier hiding behind a bush.

Immediately afterwards, another scream came over, which was the bullet fired by several subordinates around Wang Ping.

At this time, there are at most two injured Japs commandos left on the mountain road. If the commando who screamed just now has lost his combat effectiveness, then there will be only one Japs commando left on the mountain road!

Wang Ping aimed his rifle at the injured Japanese soldier's position and touched it bit by bit.

Just when the wounded Japanese soldier was about to use a cushion before dying, Wang Ping pulled the trigger in time, and the bullet penetrated into the Japanese soldier's head like it had eyes.

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