"Captain, the two Japanese snipers were killed. Two rifles were seized, both with scopes. It should be the sniper rifles you mentioned!" Huang Yuanqiang was very happy to rush to Wang Ping and reported.

At this time, the village where the command headquarters was located was already sounding guns and cannons. Under the attack of Japanese incendiary bombs, half of the village was shrouded in flames.

"Captain, do you want to reinforce the command center immediately! Reinforce the village!" Zhang Guoding, who was standing beside him, reminded.

Wang Ping shook his head and replied: "There are so many guards in the village, and we only have seven of us. It's useless to reinforce us!"

"Since the Japanese have arranged snipers here, it means that this is definitely the retreat chosen by the Japanese, and they will definitely retreat from here! We are ambushing here, waiting for the Japanese to retreat, and then hit them, at least we must keep the tail behind the Japanese Palace!"

The sneak attack is about suddenness. Now the sound of gunfire in the village is so fierce, and the suddenness of the Japanese special forces' sneak attack on the General Command will definitely be gone.

In this case, unless the enemy wants to be surrounded and wiped out by more and more guards in the village, there is no choice but to retreat immediately.

Two sniper rifles, the special service team has two snipers left one by one.

Then he lies in the middle of the bushes on both sides of the mountain road, waiting for the Japanese to retreat their troops.

Not long after, the gunshots from the direction of the command center slowly stopped, and a slight sound of footsteps followed Wang Ping's ears.

"The devils are here, be ready for battle!"

The Japanese special squadron, with an assault team as the forward, was carrying seven or eight corpses and wounded, and retreated quickly. In less than half a minute, these people crossed the mountain road in front of Wang Ping.

Seeing that Wang Ping had no intention of shooting, the six soldiers lying around were seen and anxious, and they almost spoke up to remind him.

At this moment, another team of Japanese devils appeared.

There are a total of six assaulters holding submachine guns and two firepowerers carrying machine guns.

While staring carefully behind him, he arranged thunders on his retreat path, slowing down the Eighth Route Army's pursuit of troops.

The submachine gun has an unsolvable range disadvantage in front of the rifle, so Wang Ping pointed the gun at the Japanese firepower hand carrying the light machine gun without thinking.

As long as you kill the Japanese firepower player, no matter how strong the assaulter behind the Japanese Palace is, it is useless. As long as you hide outside the range of the submachine gun, the Japanese will not be able to do anything to him, and they can only be passively beaten in front of the rifle.

Because the two snipers used sniper rifles for the first time, they had an excited smile on their faces from the moment they got the rifle.

A sniper rifle aimed at another machine gunner of the Japanese, one rifle aimed at one of the assaulters, and the remaining people also held the rifles at the other several Japanese assaulters.

After the troops behind the Japanese Palace walked past everyone, and went further and further away, and had already left the range of the submachine gun, Wang Ping decisively pulled the trigger.

The snipers and other subordinates next to them also fired fire. Unpredictable, the two Japanese machine gunners and assaulters fell directly on the mountain road.

"Baga, the enemy attack, counterattack immediately!" The five alive Japanese assaulters fell to the ground, then picked up their submachine guns and fired in the direction of Wang Ping.

"Don't be careful, keep shooting. We are outside the effective range of the Japanese submachine gun!" Seeing that the subordinates around us subconsciously prepared to divert in covertly, Wang Ping immediately comforted him, and then picked up the rifle to continue shooting.

Colonel Matsumoto was walking in front of him, just thinking about leaving here as soon as possible.

After the sudden gunfire sounded behind him reached his ears, Matsumoto's first subconscious reaction was that the Eighth Route Army was catching up with him.

"Captain, the combat team behind the palace was attacked. Should I respond?" the deputy captain reminded with a worried look on his face.

"No!" Colonel Matsumoto shook his head and refused.

"Continue to retreat. Once the gunfire sounds, the Eighth Route Army reinforcements will pounce on here. If we delay one minute here, we will be more dangerous. Maybe the entire army will be destroyed here!"

"Let the combat team behind the palace block the Eighth Route Army for five minutes, and then break through and retreat by itself!"

Matsumoto's decision was undoubtedly to give up the Palace Guardian combat team, but after the order was issued, no one around spoke.

They all knew that only by giving up the combat team behind the palace could everyone be safe.

After Colonel Matsumoto retreated with the main force of the Special Forces Squadron, the life of the remaining five commandos of the Japanese was even more difficult.

The rifles and sniper rifles pressed them against each other, and although the submachine guns in their hands were very cheerful, they did not hurt the special service team at all.

"Bang bang!" After the sniper rifle fired the third round of bullets, another Japanese fell to the ground.

"Bageyalu, the range of the submachine gun in our hands is too short to hit them at all!" The second lieutenant among the remaining four assaulters finally reacted and shouted loudly.

"We must find a way to get close to Tujiao Route Army, or retreat directly!"

"But the captain asked us to hold on for five minutes. And if we retreat, the Eighth Route Army was always outside our range, so we could only passively be beaten!" Another assaulter reminded with a frown.

"Then attack, approach the Eighth Route Army, and destroy them!" The second lieutenant immediately made a decision.

Then stared at the three remaining assaulters around us and ordered: "Attack, alternate cover, attack forward, and eliminate the Tu Eighth Route Army who attacked us. There are not many people, and we can only survive if we kill them."

The four assaulters, like ghosts in the night, covered each other and rushed towards Wang Ping's direction.

Because their reaction was fast, they rushed forward for a second or two and then quickly fell down, and then used guns to cover their subordinates to move forward alternately. Not long after, the four assaulters rushed forward for more than ten meters. Although Wang Pinghe's subordinates kept firing, no Japanese killed him because they had no time to aim.

"Give me the sniper rifle, everyone else fires the volleyball, kill them through the fire density!" Wang Ping frowned and ordered.

After all, he is a trained sniper. As soon as he gets the sniper rifle, Wang Ping finds a feeling.

Aiming, shooting, gunfire, and a Japanese assaulter rushed forward two meters. The moment he was about to fall to the ground, the bullet accurately commanded his chest.

Several other subordinates also achieved results in volleyballing.

A Japanese man was hit by a bullet in his thigh and fell to the ground, losing his combat effectiveness.

"Just fight like this, keep shooting! The Japanese can't afford to drag it. The longer they drag it, the less likely they will live!" Wang Ping ordered excitedly.

After firing five bullets in succession with a sniper rifle, Wang Ping hit another Japanese hiding behind the bushes.

Immediately afterwards, another scream came, which were bullets fired by several subordinates around Wang Ping.

At this time, at most two injured Japanese assaulters were left on the mountain road. If the assaulter who screamed just now had lost his combat effectiveness, then there would be only one Japanese assaulter left on the mountain road!

Wang Ping held a rifle and aimed at the injured Japanese, and touched it little by little.

Just as the Japanese wounded soldiers were about to pull a cushion before they died, Wang Ping pulled the trigger in time, and the bullet penetrated into the Japanese head like eyes.

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