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

After the brothers heard the bean-popping gunshots, they all became excited. Under the leadership of their respective officers, they ran like agile cheetahs in the jungle to the place of the exchange of fire.

Those luxuriant branches slapped the faces of the running brothers continuously like slaps, leaving a lot of bloodstains, but they still didn't slow down at all.

Those thorns ripped their clothes into strips of cloth, but they couldn't care less about killing this little devil.

When Wei Qing, the captain of the Lieyan Special Forces Brigade, heard the gunshots, a sneer appeared on his face, and the devil couldn't help it after all.

Although he divided the brothers into six teams to search for the little devil separately, each team is not very far apart from each other.

Once a team finds the trail of the devil, other brothers can immediately surround it, and even if one of the teams is attacked, the rest of the brothers can quickly support and bite the devil.

Every search team is a bait, just waiting for the little devil to bite the hook, and the little devil really bites the hook.

The twelve brothers of the fifth team were galloping through the forest, and they reached the place where the fire was fought after they crossed a mountain ridge.

Just as they were about to cross the mountain along the rocky slope, there was a sudden bang, and the bullets came straight at them with the sound of wind cutting.

"hidden!"

While sniper Li Shoujiang called out to take cover, he quickly raised his gun and pushed the bullet, and pressed the trigger in the direction the bullet was coming from.

"puff!"

"puff!"

The bullets from both sides hit each other one after the other, and the vanguard of the fifth team was shot and fell backwards. On the ridge line of the mountain, a cloud of blood mist also rose up, and a devil was shot in the head.

"Spread out, press up!"

The leader of the fifth special warfare team let out a loud roar, then picked up a machine gun and fired at the ridge line to suppress it. The brothers quickly scattered and rushed up.

Soon the brothers occupied the ridge line of the mountain, and there was no one else except a devil sniper whose head was blown off by sniper Li Shoujiang.

"Damn it, damn it!"

A brother kicked the lifeless Devil sniper angrily, picked up his [-]-modified sniper rifle, and then began to squat down and fumble, sweeping away all the devil's equipment.

"How about it?"

After the devil was dealt with, the captain of the Fifth Special Operations Squad rushed down the hillside and walked to the side of the brother who was rescued. The brother was shot in the chest, and the bullet hit a hole the size of a fist in his back. He is no longer dead. .

Although a brother in charge of rescue tried his best, his hands were covered with blood from bandaging the wound, and he shook his head in pain.

"Team, captain, give...give me a happy..."

The brother was spitting blood from his mouth, struggling to grab the captain's hand.

"Brother, you're fine, you're fine." The captain grabbed the brother's hand, trying to comfort him, but tears fell down uncontrollably.

"Please, team, captain." The brother begged the captain with his face full of pain because of the pain.

"Captain, help him." The brother next to him spoke in a sad voice. He really didn't want to see his brother suffer like this.

Although the captain was extremely reluctant, but looking at the brother who could not be rescued but was in great pain, he finally took out the shell gun equipped on his waist and opened the safety.

"Brother, is there anything else you want to say?" the captain asked.

"I still have a woman and a baby at home, tell them... I won't go back..." the brother said every word, his face was distorted by the pain, and tears rolled out of the corners of his eyes.

"Captain...let's do it." The brother didn't have the strength to speak anymore, he was panting heavily.

"Brother, I'm sorry." The captain pressed the pistol against the brother's chest, turned his face to the side, closed his eyes and pressed the trigger.

"boom!"

The brother lying on the ground was shaken all over, then with a look of relief on his face, he tilted his head to the side.

"Brother, don't worry, go, the brothers will go to accompany you after beating the devils." Looking at the brother who had died, the captain wiped away his tears and stood up.

"Brothers, take revenge!"

The captain's eyes were red, and he led the brothers straight to the place where the fire was fought. They wanted to kill the little devil and vent their anger.

When the devil's commander Makino Kanan heard gunshots from a distance, he also knew that the situation was not good.

The snipers he left on the periphery were mainly responsible for monitoring the rest of the Raging Flame Special Operations Team. If it was their quick reinforcements, the snipers would hold them back.

But Makino Kanan miscalculated, because there are also many snipers in the Lieyan special warfare brigade. They used to be excellent hunters and have undergone strict training.

Maybe their marksmanship is not as good as that of the little devil's snipers, but their combat effectiveness is still not to be underestimated. Makino Kanan's idea of ​​letting the snipers contain him has failed.

"Major, the Chinese soldiers have already surrounded us!"

Soon, a devil's sniper came rushing from the distant jungle, looking for Makino Kanan who was hiding behind a stone and reported.

"asshole!"

When Makino Kanan saw that the sniper hadn't completed the sniper's mission, he immediately cursed.

"Hi!"

The devil's sniper bowed his head subconsciously, his body almost completed ninety degrees, and he blamed himself for not completing the task.

"Retreat!" Makino Kanan knew that if they did not withdraw, they might be surrounded, so he ordered immediately.

"Hi Yi!"

The devil's sniper just nodded and bowed, when suddenly a scorching bullet pierced his head from the side and back, a stream of blood and brains sprayed the devil commander Makino Kanan's face, the sniper hiding in the distance Zhang Hai shot.

"asshole!"

Makino Jianan quickly rolled away from his original position, and fired several shots angrily in the distance, causing the leaves to fall, but Zhang Hai, like a silent ghost, once again shot at Makino Jianan. Nan disappeared from view.

After throwing a few grenades, the remaining nine devils turned around and ran away without looking back.

The sniper Zhang Hai, who had relocated his shooting position, caught the target with the reticle in his scope, but unfortunately, the trees in the jungle blocked his shooting range, and he never found a chance to shoot.

Seeing that the little devil was about to run away, Zhang Hai didn't bother to inform the brothers of the third special operations team. He climbed up from the moss by himself, and chased him from the flank with a gun in his hand.

Text Chapter 280 Seven Hunting

The clear mountain stream was flowing slowly, and a Japanese soldier with deep eye sockets in ragged clothes carefully walked out of the forest with a southern pistol in his hand.

He looked around and made sure that there was no danger, and then, like a very hungry wolf, he couldn't wait to lie down and pour water into his stomach.

The ghost soldiers of the skeleton special team had already eaten up the dry food they brought into the mountain, and they were already very weak without food, so they had to rely on some plants in the mountain for food.

From the high-spirited 80 people at the beginning to now, including Commander Makino Kanan, there are only ten people left, and the rest are all buried in this mountain.