In terms of combat effectiveness, the six Japanese can beat a platoon of national troops.

As an old bandit, Cao Shangfei knew very well how terrible the Japanese were.

Killing the master's tutor by random punches is a way to win by defeating the strong with the weak.

Sneak attack and combat are completely different concepts.

The Japanese have strong combat effectiveness, mainly manifested in their good weapons and equipment, high level of team combat cooperation, resolute execution of orders, high level of individual shooting, and fearlessness when fighting...

No matter how powerful the combat philosophy is, no matter how awesome the military training is, you cannot beware of sneak attacks that do not play according to common sense.

Six Japanese soldiers were grouped with two groups of guards, one of whom should be a medical soldier, and he led a Japanese to fight.

The two Japanese wounded soldiers can be ignored for the time being.

The only ones to deal with were actually the four Japanese who raised their guns to guard against them.

No matter how fast the gun fires, as long as the gun is fired, the Japanese who are constantly alert will quickly lock the target.

Most of the people who underestimate the Japanese's combat effectiveness have grass on their graves.

It is not very difficult for Cao Shangfei to kill eight Japanese devils if they are determined.

The problem is that there are more Japanese in front.

He was not so stupid to fight against the Japanese, Cao Shangfei was not that stupid. He dared to attack the Japanese because he felt that his ancestors had a plan for thirty-six strategies.

Let's dig the tiger away from the mountain first. It would be great if a Japanese man could be attracted to the green gauze tent to observe.

He can get the grenade if he dies invisibly!

The plan seems very simple, but ordinary people don’t have the courage to change them.

Lying on the ground, he slowly approached the edge of the sorghum ground with the groans and screams of the Japanese wounded soldiers.

The ground was full of soaked mud, and it was so fucking uncomfortable to crawl on it.

Grab a ball of mud from the ground, wrap it with a portable towel and squeeze out the moisture. The sandbag formed with the wrap is suddenly thrown to the sorghum field behind the right.

Bo...

Then he deliberately broke a sorghum pole beside him who had prepared a long time ago...Click.

After making the appearance of someone moving in the sorghum, he held the dagger tightly in his hand and lay down without moving.

The distance between the two sides is about seven or eight meters!

The noise in the green gauze tent on the roadside was obvious.

The marching lights hanging at the entrance of the tent were weak, and the green gauze tent on the side of the road was dark and nothing could be seen.

After hearing the sound of a Japanese man shouting to cover the other side, the butt quickly pressed on his shoulder, half-kneeled, and the muzzle with the bayonet was lifted flat. Based on years of experience on the battlefield, he judged that the sound was loud enough to the direction and suddenly hugged the fire.

Bo...

Ba... The Japanese who was responsible for the cover fired immediately.

Two bullets drilled into the green gauze tent in parallel.

The half-kneeling Japanese suddenly bounced up from the ground and rushed directly to the position where the sound was just made.

ah...

A scream came from the nearby green gauze tent.

Cao Shangfei's hand was fierce and accurate, and the dagger was pulled directly from the Japanese left abdomen to the right abdomen. If he stabbed the Japanese in the heart, he would almost help the Japanese complete the glory of septum.

After getting two grenades, Cao Shangfei was in a good mood.

Without hesitation, he pulled the security and smashed the cover cap. Two grenades flew high, crossed the sorghum two or three meters away, and fell from the sky to the road.

Then wipe off the mud and blood sticking to the hands on the clothes.

Boom... Boom...

The grenade rang.

A piece of mud pounced on his face and raised his hand to wipe it.

Then he pulled out the wrench gun and quickly took out the cotton ball blocked at the muzzle to prevent the sand from entering.

Shake it hard to let the water entering the barrel flow out to avoid affecting the shooting.

I have already faced with the Japanese, and no matter what I do, I have to take action.

Now, he firmly believes that he is right!

It is easy to escape when you are in the green gauze tent.

But there is a personality in the bones of Cao Shangfei who never admits defeat even if he dies.

I had no intention of turning around.

The monkey's contemptuous tone rang in his ears: The dead enemy is the good enemy, and the dead Japanese are the good Japanese.

If you don’t get the gun, run away. Who knows if the Japanese who were blown up will die?

According to Cao Shangfei’s previous experience, most Japanese soldiers should not die!

There is a rumor that the Japanese doctors are very powerful... They can be replaced with each other if their heart and waist are broken.

It doesn’t matter whether the rumors really are. It’s a tradition of Ninth Camp to shoot the enemy’s head.

The Japanese marching lamps are designed and manufactured well.

Only one of the two grenades was blown out, and the remaining half was exposed outside the collapsed tent. Although the light was weak, you could vaguely see the general situation nearby.

At this moment, the demons in the night have a chance to see the target clearly.

Bang...bang...

The sound of the mullet gun sounded crisply in the rain.

A piece of bullet whistled away, and there was no problem in piercing the Japanese's head at close range.

If it weren't for the helmet blocking it, Cao Shangfei felt that the gun would be repaired... at least half the time would be used.

Based on my feelings, it will take some time for the Japanese in front to come.

So, he decided to leave.

Six steel helmets.

Twelve grenades.

A 38 rifle.

It's a bit heavy on your shoulders.

It feels like it's almost the limit you can take away.

Eight corpses, all with gun holes on their foreheads.

After hearing the explosion, the Japanese rushed back from the front, some were alert and some were shaking their flashlight to observe the scene.

"Report, there is only one enemy..." The Japanese who looked at the footprints on the ground pointed at the Qingshi tent in Lunan.

"Baga, the machine gun opens the way, chase!" The leader of the army was so angry that the lungs were irritated. There were elites lying on the ground, six of whom were his subordinates.

Twist...

The Japanese holding the light machine gun immediately opened fire in the green gauze tent along the footprints.

The ballistics were extremely obvious. The rain and fog carried after the heavy rain was instantly hit by the bullets and developed a spiral trajectory.

The grass has fallen from the grass for many years, but it may not be very good in terms of combat effectiveness.

But he has absolutely rich experience and is absolutely not inferior to any of the Ninth Camp who is desperate.

Otherwise, he would not dare to attack the highly vigilant Japanese alone.

Anyway, no one in the Ninth Camp dared to attack the Japanese alone...

The footprints left when leaving the main road are completely different from his escape route in the green gauze tent.

The luck of flying on the grass is very good.

If we go further east, those sorghum that are denser, it is completely a dream to walk around in the middle.

...

Liu Yuanqing, who was wearing a Japanese helmet on his head and a raincoat on his body, suddenly realized that the water that had been seeping into his eyes along his eyebrows seemed to make his eyes hurt much smaller.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The corpses of the Japanese whistle were all lying behind the sorghum.

The sudden heavy rain caused most of the burning fire in the village ahead to disappear.

The heavy rain also made the next action much smoother.

The fog rising after the raindrops landed blurred the vision.

Only the general outline of the village can be seen.

A trace of fierceness flashed in Liu Yuanqing's red eyes, and at this moment, his expression became numb.
To be continued...