The sniper and firepower players who had not moved the Japanese finally moved.

"Da da da da da...bang..." The gunshot sounded, and a scream followed and reached Wang Ping's ears.

The assaulter, who had not had a few people left, fell down again.

It was soon after that, and the Eighth Route Army snipers and firepowermen who had long been lurking on the commanding heights of the battlefield also fired.

The whizzing machine gun bullets flew towards the Japanese firepower hand like it was raining. The bullets shot by the sniper rifle flew towards the location where the Japanese sniper had just fired.

No one knows whether these bullets hit the enemy.

However, after the gunfire ended, the battlefield became silent again without any movement.

"You can't wait like this anymore. You must take the initiative to kill the remaining two assaulters of the Japanese!" Wang Ping thought secretly in his heart, and then began to act.

Holding a pistol, he looked cautious and touched the location of the wounded Japanese soldiers.

Huang Yuanqiang and another assaulter followed closely behind with a submachine gun, putting his index finger on the submachine gun trigger, ready to shoot at any time.

After being injured, due to the passing of a lot of blood, even though the Japanese had given themselves an emergency treatment, they still felt that their physical strength was disappearing little by little.

More importantly, I can no longer concentrate.

On the battlefield, if a special forces soldier cannot concentrate on fighting, the impact and result will definitely be fatal.

At this time, Wang Ping kept touching him about ten meters away, and the Japanese wounded still did not realize the danger and approached him again.

"Who is there! Dadada..." After finally seeing Wang Ping and fired quickly, Wang Ping had already pounced on him less than ten meters away.

The moment the bullet flew back against his body, Wang Ping also raised his pistol and shot the bullet in the chamber.

The Japanese wounded man who had a clumsy reaction had not moved yet, the bullet had already penetrated his body.

"Dispose another one, go and get rid of the last Japanese assaulter, and then get rid of their assaulter and machine gunner!"

Captain Fujii was lurking in the bushes dozens of meters away, with a pale face.

The subordinates were beaten to death one after another, which made Fujii realize that this Eighth Route Army special forces were not as simple as everyone imagined.

Although their various tactical actions are very unfamiliar, they are very cunning and their direct cooperation is also very good.

After the last assaulter was killed, Captain Fujii felt for the first time that death was so close to him, as if someone was summoning him invisibly.

"No, I can't die, I want to live, I want to report the matters of the Eighth Route Army's special forces to the captain!" The increasingly strong desire to survive in his heart made him a reason that was not a reason.

Then he started to retreat to the county town with a submachine gun.

"Captain, the Japanese ran away two times, and we all destroyed the rest!" Huang Yuanqiang rushed over to report with an excited look on his face.

Wang Ping had no smile on his face. He destroyed a special war team of the Japanese, but the first team he trained was not much left after this battle.

It is certain that the special forces will only stay at the base for at least one month to practice internal skills.

At the Japanese special forces base, Colonel Matsumoto looked at Captain Fujii with his head down in front of him, and wished he could cut him in half with one knife.

More than 20 elite special forces were destroyed in his hands at one time, which was definitely the biggest shame since its establishment.

It doesn't matter if you lose the battle. Colonel Matsumoto's heartbreaking heart is the lives of more than 20 special forces members.

They are all veterans selected from field troops, and they have been trained for at least half a year. Not to mention, the bullets fired during each special forces training are worth the bullets used for training for an infantry squad in ordinary troops.

To put it more directly, the entire special operations team was piled up by the Imperial Army with real money and silver, and it has invested a lot of its efforts.

Captain Fujii in front of him suddenly ruined more than 20 people, equivalent to 10% of the entire special forces.

"Bageyalu, are you sure you are encountering the Eighth Route Army special forces!" Colonel Matsumoto stared at Fujii and asked back.

"Hi! The opponent's tactical actions are the same as those of us, and they are also equipped with sniper rifles and submachine guns, assault teams, fire support teams, and sniper teams. The cooperation between each other is no worse than that of us!"

"More importantly, in addition to equipped with submachine guns and Mauser pistols that can be shot continuously, each of them also equipped with a rifle!"

"On the battlefield, once something happens to our fire support team and sniper team, the Eighth Route Army can use the range advantage of the rifle to massacre our assaulters!"

"Because the effective range of the submachine gun is limited, there is almost no room for fighting back when the Eighth Route Army is attacked long-range times!"

Captain Fujii knew that he had a heavy responsibility, so he did not dare to hide anything when reporting, and told the situation on the battlefield as in detail as possible!

The deputy captain suggested at this time: "Captain, should we also learn from the Eighth Route Army and equip the assaulters with rifles!"

"No!" Matsumoto shook his head and refused.

"The reason why we failed in the battle these two times was because we encountered field battles that we were not good at. Fighting field battles was the main force. We are special forces, and special forces mainly fight sneak attacks, street fighting, and mountain fighting."

"In these battles, the rifle has no effect and will become a burden to the warriors!"

"From now on, all the outing teams will come back and stay here for concentrated training. Use our insights on the Eighth Route Army's special forces to conduct targeted training. Next time you meet them, you must wipe them out!" Colonel Matsumoto ordered with a serious face.

In a blink of an eye, a month passed.

At the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, with the arrival of a telegram, the calm combat room seemed to be in an uproar and became lively in an instant.

Of course, this excitement is not about happiness, but about righteous indignation.

After a period of silence, General Binshanyuan, the newly appointed commander of the North China Front Army, finally revealed his hideous fangs.

Because the strength has not been restored, especially after the Taiyuan Arsenal was robbed, almost all the ammunition of the Japanese army in North China came from outside the pass, and it was very difficult to replenish it. Binshanyuan did not mobilize the Eighth Route Army in North China this time, but instead focused on attacking the Taiyue Military Region, which had just been formed by Commander Chen.

More than 20,000 elite Japanese troops, nearly 30,000 Imperial Army, plus a chariot brigade and a cavalry gang seconded from the Second Army, were like a torrent of steel, rushing towards the Taiyue Military Region.

In this case, the Eighth Route Army's best way to defeat the enemy is to attack the east and attack other places in North China, forcing the Japanese attacking troops to return to the aid and rescue the Taiyue Military Region.

However, this move failed in front of General Binshanyuan, who was familiar with the Chinese army!

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