The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

The muffled gunshots sounded one after another, and several bandits who were shot and survived went to see Lord Yan one after another. The bandit who was shot in the thigh saw these cruel devils, and wanted to crawl away in horror, but was caught. Kicked back.

"Answer my question seriously, and I can let you go."

A ghost crouched over the terrified, wounded bandit, ready to ask him what he wanted to know.

Jiao Chong didn't fall by the stream, but near the edge of the forest. The dense grass blocked his slight movements, making the devil's snipers think he was dead.

When some devils were interrogating the survivors, three devils finished mending their guns and walked towards Jiao Chong who was lying not far away. Jiao Chong was the last body they examined.

Jiao Chong's wound was still bleeding, and he felt that all his strength was being lost, but he still didn't dare to move. He wasn't sure that he could run into the woods before the devil's bullet caught up.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw more than a dozen devils coming out of the forest, and saw three devils walking towards him with guns in hand. He took a deep breath and knew that if he wanted to live, he had to deal with it first and walk towards himself. devils.

The three devils were carrying a Type [-] submachine gun and a Nanfang pistol in their hands. They saw Jiao Chong lying motionless in the grass. They stopped a dozen steps away, and one of the devils pointed at Jiao Chong's head. pistol.

The Hundred-style submachine gun is very powerful and has fierce firepower, but it also has disadvantages, and the consumption of ammunition is astonishing.

Using a hundred-style submachine gun to replenish these dead people is completely overkill, so the devil chose a pistol.

When the devil raised his pistol and was about to press the trigger on the back of Jiao Chong's head, Jiao Chong suddenly turned over, and the pistol fired bullets at the three devils.

The anxious action startled the three devils, and the devil pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang bang bang..."

The devil's bullet hit Jiao Chong's chest, and Jiao Chong's pistol fired the bullets in a fan-like pattern. At this moment, the bursting mode of the pistol took advantage of him.

Clouds of blood mist rose from the chests of the three devils, and the bullets pierced them, and they fell back on the ground with unwilling faces.

The sudden gunshot startled the devils in the distance and the devils who had been ambushing in the woods, and hurriedly aimed their guns in Jiao Chong's direction.

When they saw the three fallen companions, their faces were full of anger. They didn't expect that the boat capsized in the gutter, and an injured bandit killed the three companions.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The devil sniper hidden in the canopy got angry, aimed at Jiao Chong who was about to climb into the woods and fired two shots, the bullets made Jiao Chong tremble all over.

"Hold......"

Jiao Chong was shot in many places, with blood foaming from his mouth. He was still nearly a hundred meters away from the woods. He knew that he was wise and had escaped the attacks of the guerrillas several times, but now he was going to fall into the hands of the little devils. , his face was full of fear, because of the pain, his complexion became distorted.

Eight of the devils by the stream rushed over. They wanted to rush over to rescue their fallen comrades, and at the same time check whether the enemy who was shot by the sniper was completely dead. Their faces had a fierce look.

The devils with a Type [-] submachine gun surrounded Jiao Chong, who was bleeding all over his body. Seeing that Jiao Chong was not completely dead, he was staring at them. They were amazed at Jiao Chong's complete vitality.

"Kill him!"

The murderous devil let out a low growl, and pointed his gun at Jiao Chong, who had no resistance, and wanted to kill this enemy who caused them to lose three companions.

Looking at these devils, Jiao Chong's lips squirmed and blood froth gushed out continuously. With a faint smile on his face, he pulled the two grenades hidden under his body with the last bit of strength left.

"Boom!"

Suddenly a blinding flame flashed, and a cloud of black smoke rose from the explosion, and the devils surrounding Jiao Chong were blown to pieces together with Jiao Chong.

Text Chapter 270 Seven Enemy Tracks

Jiao Chong fired the grenade and killed the devils who surrounded him. The muffled sound of the explosion echoed in the mountains and spread far away.

Wu Hao, a sniper from the Lieyan Special Forces Brigade, who was washing his face by a stream, stood up, and cast his uncertain gaze towards the mountains to the north.

"You heard that too?"

Soon, Wu Hao took his gaze back, turned to the observer Zhang Hai who was resting in the dense grass, and asked.

Zhang Hai nodded solemnly and said, "The voice came from the north."

Although the sound of the explosion was very faint due to the distance, but as snipers, they were already sensitive to the surrounding environment, so they still heard it vaguely.

Last night, when they followed the brothers from the Subei Guerrilla Corps to attack Hutou Village, they discovered that there was a good sniper among the bandits.

It's a pity that the sniper among the bandits disappeared without a trace after only fighting them for one round.

Wu Hao and Zhang Hai naturally knew how dangerous a sniper was. If the opponent was a top sniper and given him enough ammunition, he could easily kill a company.

So Zhang Hai and Wu Hao wanted to find and kill the sniper found in Hutou Village wholeheartedly, because the threat to them was too great.

It's a pity that the sniper found on the battlefield never showed up again until Hutou Village was captured and occupied by the brothers.

Finally, after interrogating the prisoners, they learned that the best marksman in Hutou Village is Jiao Chong, the former head of Heilang Village who had just joined them in Hutou Village.

But among thousands of captives and countless corpses, neither Wu Hao nor Zhang Hai could find Jiao Chong, so they judged that he had escaped.

Facing such a powerful opponent, they didn't dare to be careless, and they also came out with the brothers who searched for the remnant enemy, hoping to try their luck and see if they could catch or kill him.

But in this vast mountain, trying to catch someone is like finding a needle in a haystack. Except for catching a few escaped bandits, they didn't even see Jiao Chong's shadow. This person seemed to disappear out of thin air. .

Now when they were about to rest for a while and return to Hutou Village, they suddenly heard a faint explosion from the north gate, which rekindled their hope.

Regardless of whether the explosion over there was an exchange of fire between the searching brothers and the escaped bandits or someone else, they had to go and see.

"Come on, let's go and see!"

Wu Hao waved to more than a dozen brothers from the search team who were resting under the shade of a tree. The brothers all stood up with their guns in hand, and the group went straight to the direction where the sound came from.

In this mountain, the road was rough and difficult, and there was even no road. Wu Hao, Zhang Hai and the others walked upstream along the stream, and soon arrived at the stream where Jiao Chong and the others met the devil.

Five ragged corpses of bandits, covered in gunpowder smoke, fell dead by the stream. Their corpses were already frozen and stiff, and their weapons were scattered on the ground, stained with blood.

There was also a broken corpse lying dead in a charred shallow pit not far from the woods. It had been blasted to a bloody mess, and the surrounding grass was stained with blood.

"They should all be bandits who escaped from Hutou Village. Three of them were killed by one shot, all of them were shot in the head, one was shot several times and then killed by a grenade, and the other was shot in the thigh and had his throat cut."

"Except for the shell gun that was killed in the explosion, the bullet was emptied, and several other people were killed almost without firing a shot."

Wu Hao carefully inspected the corpses of several dead bandits, and found that these bandits were ambushed, and they didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"Did the bandits die due to internal strife?" The monitor of the search team looked at the corpses of several bandits and guessed.

Zhang Hai picked up a left pistol casing from the grass, stood up and shook his head: "This is the bullet casing of the Nanfang pistol. I suspect that they were killed by devils."

Although the devils tried their best to eliminate their traces, a bullet casing left in the grass still made Zhang Hai suspect the devil.

"Devil?" After hearing Zhang Hai's words, the squad leader of the search team looked astonished, looked at the surrounding mountains covered with thorns and said, "Impossible, how could there be devils in this mountain."

"Nothing is impossible. There are traces of gunshots on these corpses, which are similar to the devil's fighting methods."