Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

Zhu Guoshou didn't even dare to take a breath at this moment.

He has to admit that he has participated in the Anti-Japanese League for so many years, and he has never carried out such a dangerous mission like today, and there are enemies in all directions.

No matter how he looked at it, he was close to death, but when he looked back at any face beside him, it seemed that determination was written all over it. Although he was not lacking in fear, he did not flinch.

All the figures were motionless, either lying on their stomachs or squatting, quietly waiting for the order from the figure at the front of the line.

Zhu Guoshou was slightly taken aback in his heart, and quickly pulled himself together to prepare for the battle.

905 cover

In the dim light, the shadows of the trees were whirling, and the sound of footsteps was getting closer. This time, even if you didn't put your ears on the ground to listen, you could still hear the noise that was getting closer.

Han Feng's gaze was slightly concentrated, and he stood leaning against a tree that was as thick as his thigh.

The position where he stands is quite high relative to the surrounding flat terrain, so he can see farther.

The soldiers of the assault company had already dispersed in battle formation, one by one they opened the safety, pulled the bolts of their guns, and stood ready for battle.

The enemies approached from not far away also gradually appeared in his sight.

Nearly.

It's getting closer.

It's just that in the dim twilight, the enemy's clothing is still unclear, and it is unclear whether it is the Japanese 91st Brigade or the Puppet Crusade Team.

It's just a blurry shadow.

These people's positions are not concentrated, but pulled in by blockade.

It stands to reason that with such a blockade approach, every breakout point is very weak. As long as Han Feng is willing, such a blockade cannot stop him.

But Han Feng knew very well that his cunning opponent, Yamamoto, would never make such a stupid mistake.

He let the team search and advance in a blockade mode, in order to force himself out.

Han Feng believed that Yamamoto had set up not only this one blockade, but perhaps two, three, or even many.

Han Feng just felt a little confused. It is reasonable to say that with the intelligence gathering ability of that old guy Yamamoto, it is impossible for Yamamoto not to guess the details of his party as the battle has continued until now.

Even if Han Feng overestimated the intelligence department of the 91st Brigade, Yamamoto should at least know that it was definitely not the main force of the Far East Regiment who came to Laoheishan to rescue Wang Wenli and his party this time.

But why does Yamamoto give people the feeling of rushing to close the net?

Doesn't he want to wipe out the entire Far East regiment?

There were no answers to these questions, so Han Feng put aside these distracting thoughts for the time being.

30 m.

29 meters,

……

15 meters,

Listening carefully, Han Feng could even hear the increasingly rapid heartbeats of his companions.

ten meters.

nine meters...

As the distance gets closer, the field of vision becomes clearer for searching for advancing enemies.

Finally, the tipping point has been reached where we can no longer wait.

In the dark woods, a brief ambush was imminent.

"beat--"

There was a roar.

The ready-to-go firepower was immediately fired from all directions by the soldiers of the assault company.

The enemies who had approached within a range of three to five meters were caught off guard, and the first team was shot in the front one by one, and fell on their backs.

The enemy troops in the back had just reacted, and the dense firepower shot towards them again, a small amount hit them, and more shots hit the surrounding tree trunks, making a crisp sound of bang bang.

Han Feng rolled over, and the exposed firepower point immediately ushered in a round of enemy fire. Fortunately, he dodged in time, and all the bullets hit the tree trunk.

Raising the muzzle slightly, the Hundred-Type submachine gun swept down three or five enemies not far away with an extremely fast rate of fire.

Not far away was the corpse of an enemy. Han Feng took a closer look, and it was indeed a member of the 91st Brigade. The old devil Yamamoto was obviously impatient.

At this moment, the assault company has less than 80 people, and there are enemies in all directions, so naturally they dare not entangle in battle.

Before the battle started, Han Feng gave orders repeatedly. From the first gunshot to the end of the battle, the time must not exceed 3 minutes.

After 3 minutes, if the battle is not over, all personnel must evacuate.

Fortunately, this battle went smoothly. The Kwantung Army who came over in the first wave of encirclement and suppression was not too many, with only three or 40 people, and they were raided by the assault company again.

Especially in this battle, in order to expose the firepower and provide cover for Wang Wenli and others, Han Feng deliberately told all the soldiers not to save bullets, but to fire to the maximum and fiercest.

It was just to give the devils the illusion that everyone in the Far East Regiment who came to aid Wang Wenli this time was here.

Under such a violent fire attack, the Kwantung Army was caught off guard and had no time to organize an effective counterattack, so it was completely wiped out.

When the last gunshot of the battle ended, Han Feng lifted his watch to check the time, and just 2 minutes had passed.

"Immediately seize the ammunition supplies, the time is 1 minute, and all the staff will evacuate after 1 minute."

While giving the order, Han Feng took the lead in searching for ammunition on the corpses of the Kwantung Army around him, and other soldiers also quickly started to act.

After the one-minute search and capture was over, when it was time to choose the direction of action for the assault connection, Han Feng actually ordered, "Continue to go deeper."

"Yes."

Monk and others have no doubts.

Zhu Guoshou was stunned, seeing that he had killed a group of devils, why was he still heading for the devils?

As soon as he raised his head, even political commissar Xu Zilin followed behind Han Feng without hesitation. Even if Zhu Guoshou was confused, he couldn't say anything more, so he hurriedly followed.

A group of people quickly disappeared into the woods under the night, and the place where the battle was originally turned into a dead silence suddenly.

Soon, another pair of Kwantung soldiers appeared here. Seeing that their companions were dead all over the place, the murderer had already disappeared, and anger was naturally indispensable.