Li Yunlong was shocked by hosting the independent group at the beginning

Even the senior military officer corps present were dumbfounded.

"Who is Li Feng from the independent regiment, who can lead our army so hard?"

"Is this really someone who has never been to a serious military academy?"

"Impossible, a wild man can bring out this kind of troops. In my estimation, this person must have studied in a German or American military academy, and he is still a senior one!"

"This firepower is too fierce, damn it!"

"Facing the little devil is simply a massacre!"

The major generals or lieutenant generals of the Central Army of the National Army said in shock.

"Oh my God, China still has such an awesome army!"

"Now, look at the little devil who is still twitching!"

"I remember when the little devil was in Jinling and Shanghai Stock Exchange, he was called a bullshit, and now he is completely beaten into shit!"

"This Li Feng is really awesome!"

The reporters in the mountain city were all very excited. They remembered that in the past, they had never seen such a fierce Chinese army. Facing the little devils, it was like chopping melons and vegetables, so neat.

"If only I could go down and have a look!"

An American reporter said excitedly.

"Anyway, it's safe here, let the captain lower the altitude and take a close-up photo!"

When Carl heard what the reporter said, he immediately wanted to do the same.

In this way, the transport plane lowered its altitude again.

...

Team Okada.

The first squadron retreated in embarrassment.

And it was under the order to attack, and retreated regardless of the order.

This scene surprised Okada.

It was the first time that the imperial army was so embarrassing.

Wasn't it incomparably mighty before, like an army of steel?

"The faces of the soldiers of the empire have been completely humiliated by you!"

Okada growled hysterically.

"It's too scary, Your Excellency the Lieutenant Commander!"

A retreating second lieutenant said with a look of panic, his calf cramp unconsciously.

The rest of the Japanese troops who retreated also took a breath, sweating profusely, each of them was very nervous, like the rest of their lives after a catastrophe.

Some even lay down on the ground and vomited.

It can be said that they have no fighting spirit at this time.

...

"Baga, aren't you afraid now?"

"Are you afraid of my saber!"

Okada, with a look of hatred for iron and steel, stepped forward and stabbed a second lieutenant officer to death.

"Now, it's over, surrounded!"

"You stupid pigs!"

Okada kept yelling.

In fact, Okada was also very scared in his heart. He was holding on, because as a team leader, once he collapsed, the rest of the team would also collapse.

Looking at the pursuers who came up from behind.

Okada felt that this time it was really over.

...

It's just that little time.

Li Feng quickly caught up with the three assault battalions of the third sub-regiment.

Immediately behind Li Feng's buttocks were Kong Jie and others, the remnants of the New Second Regiment, and a large group of ordinary people.

Not only the group of ordinary people who were slaughtered just now, but also several groups of ordinary people who had been transferred before ran over. They all saw the little devil being chased and running around, so they wanted to see how the independent group eliminated the devil.

If possible, ordinary people like them don't mind beating the dog in the water.

At this time, Li Feng led the second assault battalion, came up and gave the Okada brigade a round of bullets.

The second assault battalion, 500 people.

Instantly ran out of bullets from a magazine.

That is 5000 rounds of ammunition.

At a distance of 800 meters, 5000 rounds of bullets struck.

The Okada brigade was almost completely defeated.

This time, Li Feng didn't let the soldiers shoot these devils. Every shot hit the arms and thighs of these little devils. Each little devil was shot four or five times, or even more.

One by one lay there and cried out in pain.

The little devils rolled around, like pigs waiting to be slaughtered, making heart-piercing screams.

"Ah, my thigh!"

"My arm!"

"My feet!"

At this time, they were in unbearable pain, as the saying goes, ten fingers connect to a heart, they also have flesh and blood, and they also know pain.