"This is courting death!"

"Kill them!"

Yoshino Regiment [-]st Infantry Battalion Commander Okada Mitsuro saw this scene.

After a moment of bewilderment, it was ecstasy.

Originally, Okada felt that the game was not exciting enough, but now that so many soldiers from the national army are here, they just happened to be his prey.

Bang bang bang!

One by one, the Japanese soldiers squatted or lay down and shot.

When Li Feng came here, he also shot at each other.

800 meters away.

Li Feng's Assault Second Battalion, using G43 semi-automatic rifles, fired continuously at a distance of 800 meters, almost hitting these little devils with a single shot.

You know, Li Feng's Second Assault Battalion is all veterans of the Central Army of the National Army, and they have already played with guns a lot.

Now, if you touch such an accurate gun, the group with high shooting accuracy.

Rate of fire, range, shooting accuracy.

Judgment is high and low in the shooting.

In just 5 minutes of shooting, 200 people from Okada's brigade fell down, and only [-] people from Li Feng's side were slightly injured.

...

"Baga, it's not good!"

"This is not the national army, this is an independent regiment wearing the cloak of the national army!"

"This equipment turned out to be a semi-automatic rifle that no Westerner can afford!"

"Probably still a top-notch semi-automatic rifle!"

"Turn in quickly!"

"Hurry up!"

When Okada saw the rapidly falling Imperial Army warriors beside him, each of them was shot in the head or shot in the heart, his face turned pale with shock.

If this continues, the entire brigade will soon be wiped out.

As for the grenade, the effective range is only 200 meters to 500 meters, and it cannot hit the enemy beyond 800 meters.

In the 5 minutes just now, the grenadiers forced their way forward and were shot and killed one by one by the opponent. Even this is not called shooting, it is called massacre.

In addition to this, the ninety-two machine gunners of the Okada Brigade were also headshot.

Chapter 39 I want to join the independent group too!

With the sharp G43 semi-automatic rifle in his hand, Li Feng felt that the little devil's life was in his own hands.

At this time, the points in the brain system are also rising rapidly.

"The fight was too much fun!"

"Commander in chief!"

"This gun is awesome!"

"No wonder the brothers from the previous battalion told me one by one that it shouldn't be easy to kill that little devil!"

"I thought it was bragging, but now it feels true!"

Li Ting, the commander of the Second Battalion, said excitedly.

"Stop talking about this, and quickly chase down these little devils!"

Li Feng wasn't very excited.

This group of little devils killed all the villagers, completely enraged Li Feng.

Li Feng took the lead and quickly ran to pursue.

That speed is very powerful.

Recently, with the support of canned beef and frequent field training, Li Feng's physical fitness has also improved a lot.

At this time, Li Feng was chasing like a wolf king, and the second assault battalion behind him was galloping like a pack of wolves, and even the third assault battalion and the fourth assault battalion appeared behind the second assault battalion.

More than 1500 people were chasing the Yoshino United Team Okada Brigade.

"I'll go, there are so many independent regiment fighters!"

"When did the independent group have so many people?"

"Could it be that the main force of the independent regiment has come out?"

"Isn't he afraid that my imperial army will raid his lair?"

Captain Okada of the First Infantry Battalion of the Yoshino Regiment ran and turned his head to look at him. In the fierce battle just now, the number has dropped to more than 1500 people.

Originally, there was a disparity in the strength of the equipment between the enemy and the enemy, but now the gap in numbers has widened again. This is really terrible.

"Your Excellency, Zhong Zuo, it is important to retreat quickly!"

"I don't know if the old nest of the independent group has been copied!"

"But let's take a step slower, many imperial warriors in my brigade will be smashed!"

Under Okada's command, Matsushita Kiku, Major of the First Squadron, said anxiously.

"What you said makes sense, quickly turn in and move closer to the wing headquarters!"

Okada's face was covered with sweat, his stomach was a bit big at first, but the loincloth on his buttocks was soaked when he ran down so fast, coupled with his nervousness, large swaths of sweat flowed out from his back, like a water mouse.

But even this, Okada didn't have time to wipe off his sweat.

Because if you wipe your sweat once, you may not even have time to wipe off the blood in the next second.

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The Okada brigade ran away in embarrassment with all their might.

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