Anti-Japanese Black Wolf Special Forces

The Japs' roaring sounds came from far away.

The moment Yuan Shuai took out the second Japanese grenade, turned his head and opened his mouth to bite the pull ring, he was suddenly stunned.

He saw that the team behind him was still more than thirty meters away from him, and even the fastest monkey in the village was still more than twenty meters away from him.

And here he is the only one.

If a few people rushed up and a few grenades flew out and exploded, even if the Japanese were not killed, they could suppress their charge. But now!

He quickly shouted loudly to the people behind him.

"Spread out to both sides of the road and find cover. Spread out and hide!"

He now has a thorough understanding of the fighting capabilities of these people.

He's not good at shooting, he's not good at bayoneting, and he can't even run.

He could only drop the pull ring and throw it forward, then turn around and run in the direction he came from, while running, he continued to shout at the team to disperse and find cover beside the road!

"How to retreat?!"

The monkey that was running towards him stopped and looked at Yuan Shuai with a puzzled look on his face.

"Take cover!"

Yuan Shuai had turned back more than ten meters and saw a big rock beside the road. He quickly threw the rifle in his hand behind his back, rushed over and squatted, quickly took out the turtle box, pulled the bolt and aimed forward.

"General Yuan, why are you retreating? The enemy is right in front of us!"

The monkey quickly ran over and stood beside him, questioning loudly.

"Squat down!"

Yuan Shuai grabbed his hand and shook it hard.

Perhaps he used too much force, and the monkey's already thin body was pulled behind him, and even fell heavily on the hillside.

The monkey gritted his teeth and cursed in pain.

"Damn cricket, you want to throw me to death!"

"Handsome, what's going on!"

At this time, his brother behind him was hiding on the side of the road, leaning against the hillside and shouting at him.

When Yuan Shuai turned around, he was stunned.

There was no good cover behind, but there were still some weeds on the hillside. These people heard that they needed to hide, so they leaned against the hillside one by one and hid themselves in the weeds.

Each of them held a gun with the muzzle facing downwards beside them.

This is concealed, yes! But once the devils come, they have to stand up and shoot.

With their shooting skills compared to the Japanese, wouldn't they become living targets if they shoot while standing?

"Get down, everyone of you get down!"

Yuan Shuai really didn't know how his brother trained the militia. He actually trained them into this state. He could only shout at the top of his lungs.

But just as he finished his words, several heads appeared from the highest slope of the road ahead.

General Yuan was looking back and shouting, but he didn't see the Japanese.

But his brother was facing the front, so he saw it first and shouted loudly.

"shot!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

All the militiamen opened fire, and bullets whizzed forward.

Yuan Shuai also quickly turned around and pulled the trigger forward.

Five Japanese soldiers were knocked to the ground one after another.

The militia brothers thought they had killed the man and were extremely excited for a moment.

But the Japanese couldn't retreat, nor could they lie down to avoid the bullets. They could only rush forward under the bullets and fire at the same time.

In a blink of an eye, three militiamen who were standing and shooting were hit by bullets and fell to the ground.

"I'll fuck your grandma!"

Yuan Shuai suddenly stood up and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Four consecutive bullets hit the Japanese soldier's chest.

At a distance of less than ten meters, he originally wanted to shoot in the head, but it was his first time using a Turtle Box and he was not fully confident of the performance of the gun. In order not to miss the target and not give the enemy a chance to continue shooting his brothers, he could only choose the chest as the target had a wider range.

The gunfire stopped and the devils fell down.

A few heads appeared again from behind.

The militia brothers continued to shoot forward.

Fortunately, their shooting skills were not very good and the bullets did not hit the people on the opposite side.

But the people on the other side were also frightened.

However, when the people on the other side saw that it was their own people, they became angry and shouted angrily.

"Don't shoot, it's our own people! Damn it, they almost hit me! Yuan Bin, how the hell do you fight? Don't you know how to see clearly before fighting?"

Captain Zhang walked towards here holding a machete, followed by many of his brothers.

However, when they saw that the ten Japanese soldiers here were beaten to death, the brothers looked at each other in astonishment.

They saw with their own eyes that the Japs retreated here, and in less than a few minutes, they were gone.

When did these militiamen become so good at fighting?

Moreover, all the bullets hit the chest, almost to the heart!

Is there such a powerful sharpshooter among the militia? !

This is impossible!

Yuan Bin and others stood on the ground in a daze, holding their rifles, not knowing what to do.

The war was over, and they didn't even feel the slightest bit of joy.

Because they just lost two more brothers.

14 people became 12 people.

Captain Zhang looked down at the Japanese corpses, then looked up at Yuan Bin who was standing there in a daze, and shouted.

"Yuan Bin, Yuan Bin, come here!"

“…Hey, come on, come on!”

Yuan Bin wiped his nose and tears, then ran over with his gun on his back.

"Captain Zhang, I'm sorry, we thought you were the devils just now, we..."

"Okay, luckily no one was hurt this time. Remember next time, don't shoot without seeing clearly. Luckily I'm lucky!"

Captain Zhang touched the clothes on the left side of his chest that were torn by a grenade, and continued to curse.

"You guys are really good at shooting. You almost killed me!"

"Captain Zhang, I'm so sorry!"

Looking at the blood seeping through Captain Zhang's clothes on his chest, he was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, he saw that it was just a scratch caused by a bullet and was not serious. Otherwise, Captain Zhang would have been shot to death. What would have happened then?

"You...where are the others?"

Captain Zhang glanced at the militiamen scattered on the road, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Dead, dead, there are only a few of us left!"

Yuan Bin lowered his head, tears dripping down to his feet.

Captain Zhang and his team gritted their teeth sadly, but none of them shed tears.

Because they are all veterans, they are used to seeing dead people, and they seem to be used to it, or even numb to some changes.

But Captain Zhang's eyes could no longer hold his tears.

Because he is also a company commander who leads troops into battle.

In this battle, all three platoon leaders were killed, the deputy company commander was sacrificed, and out of the more than 120 people in the entire company, only about 30 were left following him.

He deeply felt the pain of losing soldiers.

He held Yuan Bin in his arms and patted his shoulders hard.

"Well done, you are all great, you are all heroes, but the Japanese reinforcements will come, we must stop them!"

"Also, more, more!"

Yuan Bin didn't say anything, but the monkey not far away was frightened and started stuttering.

Just now, these Japanese devils reduced their militia team of 12 to only people. If they happen again, can he still come back alive?