Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

Absolutely no one moved, and there was no sound. Some soldiers wanted to cough, and desperately covered their mouths, holding back.

The footsteps were getting closer, and there was no more Japanese. It seemed that this group of devils was cautious enough. When they were walking in the mountains and forests, even their footsteps were deliberately lightened by them, and the conversation stopped immediately.

After a while, the footsteps got closer, and there were lights coming over. They should be some military lights carried by the Japanese army, but it seemed that the lights were not needed in the night, which was as bright as day.

Three or five devils first emerged from the pass of the soil slope, and the soldiers were shocked.

The devil is here.

Everyone was waiting for Han Feng's order, but Han Feng didn't move. He knew that this was just the leading scout of the devil.

If these scouts were beaten up, it would be a surprise.

Han Feng could only continue to wait patiently. Speaking of which, he was quite depressed. He had an absolute superiority in numbers in this ambush. 56 rounds.

Night battle ace grenade, not a single one.

Not to mention, if there are 20 grenades on hand, there is no suspense in this battle at all.

It's a pity that there are no ifs. The only thing this team can use to fight the devils are these 56 broken guns, plus the two box guns on the monk's waist, and the Browning that Han Feng has in hand.

The devil scouts searched around, and they were not stupid. The dirt slope area was the place most likely to be ambushed, and they searched very carefully.

Military folding lanterns shone back and forth, and as the footsteps of the first few devils got closer and closer, they seemed to have stepped into the ambush circle of Han Feng and his party.

Fortunately, this area is not small, and the Japanese army really did not expect that there would be an ambush here.

The two devils behind had finished searching and were about to return, only the devil in the front continued to search forward with the lamp still in hand.

The light from the lamp almost swept across Lianzhou's back from Henan. Fortunately, this guy lay down enough to die, and he didn't dare to take a breath. He remained motionless like a stone. The order was arranged to tie up leaves as a camouflage. The Japanese soldier didn't notice anything unusual. After hearing his companion calling him, he returned.

The Japanese sentry left, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

As for the man from Henan, Lian Zhou, he was already sweating profusely and almost collapsed. This is the man who rubbed shoulders with the god of death, and he was almost discovered.

Good luck!

All is well.

Han Feng was crawling somewhere on the slope, his face was calm from beginning to end, the Japanese sentry had left, which meant that the ambush was about to start smoothly, he continued to hold his temper and wait quietly When the time comes.

Soon, everything went on as usual, and the Japanese army team appeared from the pass not far away, and stepped into the ambush circle under the slope in an orderly manner.

The night was like day, and when most of the Japanese squad stepped into the ambush circle, the soldiers crouching on both sides could even clearly see the stern faces under each of the military caps through the moonlight.

Every pore seemed to shrink. If these soldiers were cats, Han Feng would surely find that the eyes of the soldiers were all shrunk into the shape of pinholes. This is a kind of tension like facing an enemy.

On the increasingly silent slope, only the footsteps of the Japanese army squad could be heard, which made the night more solidified.

Han Feng quietly aimed his Browning gun at the leading Japanese squad leader.

When the Japanese army team completely stepped into the ambush circle, bang, loud and clear gunshots rang out suddenly, completely breaking the dead silence of the night.

The Japanese squad leader fell to the ground, and Han Feng roared at the same time:

hit

For a while, under this not-so-spacious soil slope, there were loud gunshots.

Under the leadership of Han Feng, more than 300 rout troops used the night to ambush the Japanese army squad and officially kicked off the ambush.

576 Epilogue (four more)

Needless to say, the marksmanship of Han Feng and the monk, three strikes, five divisions and two strikes. With the bright moonlight, they were close to the Japanese army in the ambush circle. One bullet wiped out one enemy, and the two were killed in an instant. Five or six devils.

But the performance of the rout soldiers greatly exceeded Han Feng's expectations.

Even if the 56 guns were broken again, if this round of fighting continues, according to Han Feng's budget, half of the strength of the Japanese army team should be lost here.

But the fact is that if you listen carefully, there should be 56 gunshots in the 56 broken guns, but less than half of the gunshots turned out to be the same.

That's all, but seven or eight devils were defeated.

Han Feng still underestimated the spontaneous fear of the Japanese army in the hearts of these defeated soldiers. When the devils entered the ambush circle and stood in front of them, their hearts were already trembling.

Especially just now when the devil scouts came over, the broken soldiers covered their heads tightly on the ground one by one. Han Feng couldn't make a sound to remind him, and he didn't notice it. Get up from crawling, aiming the gun at the Japanese army in the ambush circle.

But the little devil's reaction was so quick, just after Han Feng's gunshot fell.

There was no panic, but after a short recovery, the Japanese army team locked on the position of Han Feng and his party. With the cooperation of several devils, the two crooked light machine guns fired first, one left and one right, and directly shot the soil slope. Both positions were suppressed.

The devils didn't care whether they could fight or not. They first suppressed Han Feng and his party with machine gun fire, and then formed a small team to fight back.

And under the firepower of the Japanese army's machine guns, how did these rout soldiers perform?

After finally getting up from the prostrate state and pointing their guns at the rout soldiers of the devils, they were almost scared out of their wits by the machine gun fire, and quickly retracted their heads again.

Some rout soldiers were smart enough to not show their heads at all. They stretched out their arms, held up their rifles, and fired a shot down the slope in a general direction.

Isn't this a blind cat hitting a dead mouse?

Only when you can beat the devil can you see a ghost!

At this time, Han Feng also realized the seriousness of the problem. If the fight continued like this, let alone destroying the Japanese army team, he might be wiped out instead.

Didi Liuliu's two grenades were thrown up by the little devil in an instant.

bang

Three or four broken soldiers were blown out directly.

Han Feng roared: "Jiang Long!"

Jiang Long did not disappoint Han Feng, rushed up the slope and shouted: "Kill!"

The losers probably also knew that it was time for life and death, so they mustered up all their courage, held up hoes and shovels, followed Jiang Long's footsteps, and rushed down the slope.

The assault formation was spread out, and two lines were pulled down from both sides of the slope.

The devil immediately turned the muzzle of the light machine gun, and the muzzle of the light machine gun spewed out flames. Several rout soldiers fell directly and rolled down the slope.

Casualties increased in an instant.

"Monk, save the ammunition and kill the devil's machine gunner first."

Han Feng killed one of the Japanese machine gunners who was shooting wildly, and then killed the two machine gunners with the butts on their shoulders with two shots.

The monk did the same, and the two light machine guns of the Japanese team temporarily misfired.