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

But the devil's commander, Makino Kanan, was also a very decisive person. After hesitating for a few seconds, he gave the order to retreat without any delay.

This is their combat style. Although they are elite, they are small in number. This is the new headquarters of the Subei Guerrilla Corps. If they are surrounded by the Chinese army, they will only be wiped out. end.

The little devils of the skeleton special team came and went quickly. After receiving the order to retreat, they immediately evacuated to the southwest.

"Bite it, don't let the little devil escape!"

Wei Qing, the captain of the Lieyan Special Forces Brigade, was full of murderous intent. He finally seized such an opportunity. How could he let the little devils escape?

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The blue-gray rocks were covered with green weeds. Zhang Hai of the sniper team of the Lieyan Special Forces Brigade was lying in the grass, aiming his guns at the fleeing devil soldiers down the mountain.

In the crosshairs of the scope, the constant movement of the helmet made him faintly excited, and his finger was already on the trigger.

Not far from Zhang Hai is the observer Wu Hao, but now Wu Hao is not acting as an observer, but is also holding a [-] sniper rifle, aiming at the devil soldiers who escaped in this way.

Behind these ghost soldiers are the brothers of the Lieyan Special Warfare Brigade, they bite tightly behind, not far away.

"boom!"

Wu Hao took the lead and couldn't help but shoot, a hole was punched in the head of a running devil, and sticky flesh and brains spilled all over the devil behind him.

Hearing someone fall heavily to the ground behind him, Devil Commander Makino Kanan, who was short of breath from running, changed his expression and hurriedly dodged to hide behind a stone.

"boom!"

The body of the gun shook, and the second bullet spewed out of the muzzle, and a devil who was looking for cover in the distance fell down.

The devil commander hiding behind the stone raised his 98k sniper rifle, took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing as evenly as possible, and aimed in the direction of the bullet.

"boom!"

The gunshot rang out again, and another devil was blown off his head, Wu Hao's face was full of excitement.

"Change positions, be careful of the devil's snipers."

Seeing Wu Hao firing three shots in the same position, Zhang Hai, who was lying in the grass, couldn't help reminding.

He has been refraining from shooting, just to find the location of the devil's sniper, but unfortunately, there is no trace of the devil's sniper.

"It's okay, the devil has become a bereaved dog..."

Before Wu Hao's words fell, a bullet flew over from a distance suddenly, piercing his throat with a puff, and a stream of blood gushed out, Wu Hao's words stopped abruptly.

Hearing the sound of the gunshot, Zhang Hai was also startled. He hurriedly turned the muzzle of the gun, aimed in the direction of the ballistic trajectory, and pulled the trigger in the direction of a stone in the distance.

The bullet slid out a series of sparks on the edge of the stone, bounced in another direction, and sank into the soil with a puff. Makino Kanan, who had just retracted his head, broke out in a cold sweat.

Zhang Hai only had time to fire a shot, and several consecutive bullets hit him where he was lying on his back. The grass was smashed to pieces, and the devil's sniper returned fire, and Zhang Hai rolled his eyes behind the stone. Red gasped.

"Wu Hao, Wu Hao!"

Zhang Hai was shouting loudly, but unfortunately there was no response from Wu Hao's position, which made Zhang Hai's heart sink to the bottom.

There was intense gunfire from not far away. The devil knew that there was a sniper in this direction. After fighting back, under the command of Makino Kanan, he broke out in another direction.

Zhang Hai raised his 98k sniper rifle and fired two shots at the retreating devils. After knocking down the two devils, he hurried to Wu Hao's position.

Wu Hao's head was powerlessly tilted on the ground, and the gurgling blood continuously flowed out from his shattered neck, staining the blood on the ground red, and he was already dead.

"Little devil, I hate your grandma!"

Zhang Hai hugged the gradually cold Wu Hao, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

He and Wu Hao hunted together, fled together, joined the northern Jiangsu guerrilla corps together, and became members of the Lieyan Special Operations Brigade together. They have always been inseparable.

But now this good brother who got along day and night died in the hands of the little devil. Looking at Wu Hao, whose cheeks were stained red with blood, his face was full of grief and indignation.

"Brother, you can go at ease, I will avenge you!"

Zhang Hai stretched out his hand and slowly closed Wu Hao's wide-eyed eyes, slowly put them on the ground, grabbed his 98k sniper rifle, stood up, and chased after the devil in the direction where he was fleeing.

Although Wu Hao was just his observer, not his real brother, he was better than his real brother. Zhang Hai couldn't accept his sudden death now.

The surviving devils from the Skeleton Special Forces fled frantically in the jungle in the Lunan mountainous area. Behind them, the brothers from the Flame Special Forces Brigade were chasing after them.

The grief-stricken Zhang Hai also joined in the pursuit. In his scope, there were constantly fleeing devils being shot down by bullets.

It's a pity that in such a jungle, the plants and thorns are too dense, which greatly affects the shooting range and makes many of Zhang Hai's shots come to nothing.

The brethren of the Lieyan Special Operations Brigade chased them until dark. Although many little devils from the Skeleton Special Forces Team were killed, a small number of devils still escaped.

The black horses of the mountains in the dark night are like huge dormant beasts. The birds and beasts that come out to forage at night show their white fangs, and their roars come and go, making the mountains at night full of danger.

Wei Qing, the leader of the Lieyan Special Warfare, gathers the pursuing brothers and camps in the forest, preparing to continue the pursuit after dawn.

Although none of the ghost soldiers of the Skeleton Special Forces could be wiped out in one fell swoop, most of them have been killed, and only a small part escaped.

And it would take several days to leave the mountain, Wei Qing had absolute confidence to kill all these devils before they left the mountain.

Although the brothers suffered casualties, they were victorious in the end. Except for the sentry posts, the brothers gathered around the fire, eating dry food and talking about the daytime battle.

Judging from the weapons and equipment they seized from the devil's corpse, this devil's strength is indeed not weak, and they beat this little devil to pieces, which is enough to make them proud.

The faces of the brothers were filled with the joy of victory, but the sniper Zhang Hai was holding his 98k sniper rifle and stood alone, staring at the dark mountain in a daze.

"Still thinking about Wu Hao's death?"

Wei Qing, the captain of the Lieyan Special Operations Brigade, walked up to Zhang Hai and sat down. Looking at Zhang Hai who was depressed, he handed over a piece of cake.

"Captain, I'm not hungry."

Zhang Hai shook his head, the grief-stricken Zhang Hai only wanted to avenge the brothers who died in battle, so he didn't have the heart to eat.

"Alas..." Looking at Zhang Hai's appearance, the team leader Wei Qing couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Wu Hao is your good brother. I know you feel sad, but he is also my brother, and I feel bad too." Wei Qing chewed the pancakes to himself, with grief in his deep voice.

"But we are all soldiers. Since we put on this uniform, our lives are no longer our own. To be able to die on the battlefield fighting devils is not to embarrass our ancestors."

"Brother Wu Hao went one step ahead, which is considered an early rest, but enjoyed a blessing. We living brothers may also go with Brother Wu Hao that day. Who can say for sure."

Zhang Hai looked at Wei Qing, the captain of the Lieyan Special Warfare, who was full of vicissitudes, and remained silent.

"But as long as we live, we can't let little devils ride on top of our heads. We are men, we have to cheer up, and we can't let our descendants be subjugated slaves and let little devils bully us."

"Eat and go to sleep. Let's continue to chase at dawn tomorrow. We have to wipe out this little devil, or we will be sorry for our brothers who died in battle."