Captain Fujii and his men followed Wang Ping in hot pursuit, spraying bullets from their submachine guns forward.
However, these bullets did not have much effect due to their limited range.
Fortunately, the snipers and firemen who were covering behind were very powerful. They fired continuously and killed another Eighth Route Army soldier again.
At this time, Captain Fujii's face had cleared away the initial gloom, and he was becoming more and more excited.
The strength of the Eighth Route Army's special forces in front of him was getting smaller and smaller. He could clearly see it in his eyes, as if he saw victory waving to him, very close to him.
"Da da da... bang bang bang..." Suddenly, a burst of gunshots sounded behind him.
Captain Fujii was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, the deputy captain rushed over: "Captain, the fireman was attacked by Tubal Road's roundabout troops. It's over!"
"They are attacking our snipers now. The snipers are moving to avoid their attack!"
"Bagya Road, Tubal Road is too cunning!" Captain Fujii's face turned pale and he shouted loudly.
As the captain, Captain Fujii knows better than anyone the importance of snipers and firepower to this special operations team.
Without a word of nonsense, he directly ordered: "I didn't expect there to be so many people on Tubal Road. With the fireman gone, the sniper must not encounter any more mishaps!"
"Assaulters stop chasing and return to the sniper's aid!"
As soon as the Japanese troops retreated, Wang Ping knew that Huang Yuanqiang, who was responsible for outflanking, had succeeded.
He immediately ordered the subordinates around him: "Counterattack, comrades, now it's our turn to fight back against the little Japs. Don't get too close to them. Rabbits will bite when they are anxious. Use rifles and sniper rifles to shoot them from a distance."
"Bang bang bang..." Wang Ping and his subordinates kept firing. Although the bullets were sparse, their accuracy was very good.
After all, the soldiers selected into the first detachment have undergone extensive live-fire training. Even if their marksmanship is not as good as that of the Japanese, they can still ensure accurate shooting from a distance of fifty or sixty meters.
Not long after, a Japanese soldier was hit by a bullet and fell down on the way to retreat.
"Tubalu was too cunning. He used the range advantage of his rifle to hit our submachine guns. Without the cover of firepower and snipers, we had no room to fight back!" The death of his subordinates made Captain Fujii further understand his current dangerous situation.
Then he decisively made a move like a strong man cutting off his wrist: "The first assault team left the cover, and the others followed me to reinforce the snipers and the remaining firepower. Once we meet up, we will come to reinforce you and defeat the Tubal Road!"
Every move of the Japs did not escape Wang Ping's eyes. When he saw three Japs assaulters hiding behind a hillock and waiting for him to get close to them, he immediately ordered: "The fire support team and all the riflemen stay and keep an eye on the Japs.
The two team leaders and I will attract them out and kill them!"
"Climb forward, shorten the attack distance, and use grenades to blow out the Japanese!"
After saying that, Wang Ping put the rifle on his back, pulled out his pistol, threw himself on the ground, and crawled towards the small hillock where the Japanese were hiding.
In less than a minute, the three people in the group climbed forward more than ten meters.
At this time, the three people had entered the effective range of the submachine gun. Three Japs heads suddenly appeared on the quiet hillock, along with three submachine guns spitting out flaming tongues.
The whizzing bullets were like wind, flying close to everyone's scalp.
If they weren't lying on the ground, Wang Ping was sure that the three of them would have been beaten into a hornet's nest by now.
The reaction speed of the Japanese commando is too fast, and the firepower is fierce and accurate. Even if the gods descend to earth, they cannot avoid the sudden and dense rain of bullets.
However, the good luck of the three Japanese commandos ended here.
As soon as they emerged from behind the mound to start shooting, when they saw Wang Ping and three people lying on the ground, their hearts skipped a beat and they realized the danger.
"Baga, we have been fooled, hide!" a Japanese second lieutenant shouted loudly.
"Da da da... bang bang bang!" Before he could finish his words, a burst of gunfire rang out from the forest outside the effective range of the submachine gun. Bullets flew toward them.
Except for the second lieutenant who spoke, he subconsciously threw himself behind the mound and escaped the disaster. The heads of the remaining two commandos were all blown apart. Their red and white brains were splashed everywhere. Their eyes were wide open, as if they were about to die.
expression of despair and fear.
"Keep crawling, all the Japs are not dead yet!" Wang Ping ordered calmly without any smile on his face because he had eliminated the two Japs.
At the same time, the pistol in his hand had turned into a grenade.
After crawling forward for more than ten meters, the Japanese behind the mound showed no intention of showing their heads, but instead threw a grenade, which exploded five or six meters in front of Wang Ping.
After holding his head and waiting for the grenade to explode, Wang Ping immediately pulled out the fuse of the grenade and threw it towards the mound with all his strength.
The two team leaders next to him threw grenades.
At this time, the advantage of grenades over grenades comes out. Because of the wooden handle, the same person can throw grenades and grenades, and the grenades can be five to six meters, or even ten meters farther than the grenades.
Two of the three grenades hit directly behind the mound and exploded.
The moment the explosion sounded, Wang Ping stood up from the ground like a leopard, took out his pistol and rushed forward.
The speed of the whole set of actions was so fast that the subordinates behind him were dazzled. They were a full second behind him before charging forward with the submachine gun.
The grenade did not kill the Japanese, but it stunned him.
After finally waking up, he subconsciously stuck his head out from behind the mound, preparing to use a submachine gun to kill the Eighth Route Army who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to rush over.
But just as he revealed half of his head from behind the mound, a series of gunshots rang out from the other side of the mound.
The awareness of alertness and danger formed on the battlefield made him subconsciously retract his head, and then the whizzing bullets flew away close to his scalp, and several bullets hit the mound directly, making him choke on the dust.
"Bageya Road and Tubal Road have already rushed up! I can't die here, I want to live!" This was the first time that the Japanese second lieutenant was so close to death. His face turned pale at a glance, and his inner desire to survive made him
The thought of retreat suddenly came to mind.
Then without saying a word, he picked up the submachine gun, bent down and ran towards another mound behind him.
"I want to run, but it's too late!" When he saw the Japanese's back disappearing behind the next mound, Wang Ping decisively pulled the trigger and shot out all the remaining bullets in the pistol magazine.
Two bullets hit the Japs right in the back of the heart.
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