Anti-Japanese Black Wolf Special Forces

"Brother be careful!"

When Yuan Shuai saw the Japanese soldier, he roared and pounced on Yuan Bin.

"Bah!"

The devil pulled the trigger.

Yuan Shuai threw his brother to the ground.

The bullet flew through Yuan Shuai's back and pierced through his clothes.

"Handsome, handsome!"

Yuan Bin was lying on the ground, looking at his brother who was pressing on him, and shouting anxiously.

"I'm fine!"

Yuan Shuai turned over, climbed up, and pulled the bolt.

"You son of a bitch, if you sneak attack me, I'll fucking kill you!"

"Bah"

The bullet flew straight out and pierced the head of the Japanese soldier who had just fired a sneak attack.

This place is more than fifty meters away from the Japanese on the road.

Although it was not very far away, the shooting skill of the headshot shocked all the militiamen.

"Good marksmanship!"

"Handsome, your shooting skills this time are simply amazing!"

The monkey couldn't help swallowing his saliva in surprise and gave Yuan Shuai a thumbs up in praise.

Damn it, if I don’t shoot him in the head, I’m not going to be able to put my face as an ace sniper at a distance of 50 meters!

The Type 38 rifle is indeed much more accurate than the old sleeve!

Yuan Shuai gritted his teeth and shouted at him.

"Little monkey, what are you looking at? There must be some Japanese soldiers still alive ahead. Kill them! Otherwise you will be shot and become a dead monkey!"

"I... damn it, they actually dared to shoot from behind. Kill them!"

Although Monkey was a little unhappy with Yuan Shuai's unlucky words, he picked up a Type 38 rifle from the Japanese, pulled the bolt and pulled the trigger, venting all his unhappiness and anger on the Japanese.

The remaining soldiers shot at the Japanese on the road ahead with their guns.

Those who didn't have guns quickly picked up their guns and shot at the Japanese.

At this time, the Japanese corpses and wounded soldiers were lying on the ground in a mess.

The view is unobstructed.

But none of these bullets hit the target.

Yuan Shuai was stunned by this scene.

"Brother, fifty meters! How did you practice your marksmanship?"

Everyone's faces turned red with embarrassment, but soon, Monkey rushed over with a Type 38 rifle in his hand, cursing loudly.

"Damn it, I don't believe I can't kill you!"

Several other militiamen also rushed forward and came to the Japs.

They didn't care whether the Japs were dead or alive, they stabbed them with their bayonets to vent their anger.

Yuan Shuai didn't have time to think about it, and rushed to the body of the Japanese squad leader to collect weapons and ammunition.

"Damn it! Just use it for what it is..."

Yuan Shuai put the box on his waist, put the magazine in his pouch, and then took off the Type 38 magazine belt from another Japanese soldier and tied it around his waist...

Yuan Bin picked up a Japanese soldier's ammunition belt and tied it around his waist, saying.

"Shuaizi, don't pick up too much. Captain Zhang told me before that if we are still alive, we should go to the front with rifles and bayonets to help and fight the devils with bayonets!"

"Bayonet fight!? With your bayonet skills, we still let you fight with bayonets? You have already seen the bayonet skills of the devils just now. If we let you fight with bayonets, wouldn't that just make you cannon fodder?"

Yuan Shuai just couldn't understand why Captain Zhang would give such a life-threatening order!

Yuan Bin gritted his teeth and said seriously.

"Don't talk nonsense. Although we are just militiamen, we are still soldiers and military personnel. We are Chinese soldiers, and soldiers should obey orders!"

Yuan Bin knew that his brother was not afraid of death, but he still grabbed his brother's hand and ran towards the road.

Because of what his brother just said, he was a little worried that his brother might leave halfway.

If you leave, you'll be a deserter.

He absolutely could not let his brother become a deserter.

Yuan Shuai was certainly not a deserter, he just felt that with this kind of fighting style, only a few of their men would be able to return home.

He wanted to pick up another Japanese Type 99 rifle, but his brother's hand was holding him tightly, so he couldn't run to the body of the Japanese machine gunner to pick up the gun.

Even after running to the road and running more than a hundred meters, Yuan Shuai still kept shaking off his brother's hand and complaining.

"I can run, you don't have to hold me back!"

After saying that, Yuan Shuai quickened his pace and ran forward.

He took off the Type 38 rifle on his back while running and loaded bullets into the magazine while speaking.

"Fill up your bullets first, so that if you encounter any escaping devils, you can shoot at any time!"

Although Yuan Shuai was not the captain of the militia at that time, the marksmanship and ability he had demonstrated before convinced all the militiamen.

Even though it was not an order from Captain Yuan Bin, the other soldiers all pulled the bolts, took out the bullets and poured them into the chambers.

Unfortunately, their movements were unskilled and even more uncoordinated while running. Not only did the bullets of some people fail to enter the magazine, but they fell to the ground instead.

Perhaps it was because they were used to being poor, so even though the ammunition boxes on the Japanese belts tied around their waists were filled with grenades, the soldiers whose bullets had dropped quickly stopped, ran back to pick up the bullets that had fallen on the ground, and knelt on the ground to reload them.

Without running, they finally loaded up their guns...

Yuan Shuai did not wait for the people behind him, but rushed to the front alone and ran to the top of a slope in front of the road.

Just as he ran here, several bullets hit his feet, splashing a few bullets, which scared him so much that he quickly lay down.

It turned out that the previous battle had been resolved.

The Japanese soldiers who just ran over to provide support were retreating in this direction.

Behind these devils, there were some Eighth Route Army soldiers shouting and killing, chasing and shooting.

Naturally, these bullets were not fired by the Japanese, but by the Eighth Route Army.

However, when the Japanese saw him lying down, they immediately opened fire in that direction.

Bullets flew over one after another.

Yuan Shuai quickly moved back, shouting loudly.

"The devils are coming, get ready to fight!"

As he was speaking, several grenades flew over his head, making him break out in a cold sweat.

He didn't even know whether these bullets were fired by the Japanese or the Eighth Route Army.

After all, the Japanese were less than fifty meters away from him, and the Eighth Route Army behind him were only more than a hundred meters away from the Japanese.

In order to hunt down the Japanese, the Eighth Route Army would naturally shoot and kill them at this distance.

But he was right opposite the Eighth Route Army.

If the Eighth Route Army's bullets did not hit the Japanese, there would definitely be bullets that would continue to fly towards him.

"Grenade, grenade!"

Yuan Shuai knew that if he showed up at this time, he might be killed by his own people, which would be a huge loss.

He took out a grenade from his pocket, pulled the ring and hit it on the ground, without even looking at the situation in front of him, he threw it forward.

The grenade flew more than 40 meters and exploded in front of the Japanese troops! Three Japanese soldiers were blown to death on the spot.

"Bakayaloo, we are surrounded!"

"There's only one of them, charge over!"

The Japanese soldier was not frightened by the grenade. Instead, he continued to rush towards Yuan Shuai with a roar.

Because they only saw Yuan Shuai just now, and there were many Eighth Route Army soldiers behind him.

If you want to survive, you have to break out from here.