Bright Sword: Koi, we have reached the enemy's base camp

"Wait for me."

Zhao Gang didn't want to stay in the command center anymore, so he ran out quickly.

He is now a real sharpshooter. How can Zhao Gang be absent in such a battle against the Japanese?

At Wang Hao's command, the troops gathered immediately, and followed Wang Hao to the battlefield.

"Quick, quick, everyone, disperse. The squad leader is in charge of the command."

As soon as he entered the trench, Wang Hao shouted loudly.

The soldiers immediately scattered in groups of three or five and distributed among the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army.

The soldiers of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army were all very confused. They didn't know how 100 Eighth Route Army soldiers suddenly appeared.

What do they want?

The soldiers lay in the trenches one by one, holding their Type 38 rifles and began to aim at the Japanese in front of them.

A battalion commander of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army in the trench hurried over.

"Brother Wang Hao, what do you want to do?"

Wang Hao rolled his eyes at him and said, "What for? Fighting the Japanese, of course."

The battalion commander of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army was very upset.

"Brother Wang Hao, the Japanese haven't attacked yet. Now they are 300 to meters away from us. How can we fight them?"

Wang Hao didn't even bother to talk to him. He raised the Type 38 rifle in his hand and shot at the Japanese in front of him.

There was a loud bang of a gunshot.

The two Japanese soldiers who were carrying the wounded in front fell down one after another.

Yes, kill two with one shot.

"Fuck..."

The battalion commander of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army quickly picked up the telescope and looked over, breaking out in a cold sweat.

You're killing two birds with one stone at such a long distance, are you serious?

The other soldiers of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army were also stunned. What kind of shooting skill is this? It's simply outrageous.

But no one paid any attention to them.

Wang Hao fired a gun.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers' guns began to fire.

Dozens of Japanese soldiers who were picking up the corpses in front fell down with a crackling sound.

Yes, some soldiers fired the same shots repeatedly. Therefore, only a few dozen Japanese soldiers fell in the first round of gunfire.

"Bakayaluo, enemy attack, lie down quickly..."

The Japanese soldiers in front of them didn't bother to clean up the bodies and quickly lay on the ground. Some of the Japanese soldiers even shot at Wang Hao and his team.

However, their bullets were like a joke and couldn't hit anyone at all.

The soldiers of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army were numb.

If Wang Hao was the only sharpshooter, that would be fine.

However, all the Eighth Route Army soldiers were sharpshooters. This is too damn scary.

Isn't it unreasonable for you to fight the Japanese like this?

Fortunately, these people are friendly forces. If they were enemies, we would be doomed.

If they encountered such an enemy, they didn’t know if they would dare to go to the battlefield?

The Eighth Route Army soldiers ignored them and continued to shoot at the Japanese soldiers who showed up on the battlefield.

All of a sudden, dozens of Japanese soldiers were shot and fell to the ground.

There was no way around it. Any Japanese soldier who showed up and fired would be shot.

Seeing the heads of the brave warriors beside them being blown off, the Japanese soldiers became numb and quickly lay down in the bomb craters, not daring to show their heads up.

In the Jinsui Army Headquarters.

Chu Yunfei and his chief of staff watched the scene through binoculars, with water beads visibly appearing on their foreheads.

"Oh my god, Brother Ligong, am I dazzled?"

Fang Ligong said quickly: "No, Commander, you are not dazzled, I saw it too. How could these Eighth Route Army soldiers be so terrifying?"

"Hurry, hurry, let's go out and take a look ourselves."

Chu Yunfei could no longer stay there, and quickly took his guards and ran to the battlefield. Fang Ligong also hurriedly followed.

Yes, he couldn't believe it at all. He wanted to see up close how these dirt bikers did it.

It's totally off the mark.

"Bakayalu, what's going on?"

Hiroshi Ichiro was looking at the scene on the battlefield through a telescope, and he felt terrible.

A Japanese soldier ran in and reported: "Report to the deputy commander, the 8th Route Army and the Shanxi Suiyuan Army have no moral principles and are shooting at our rescue warriors."

"Baka, how can they hit the target from such a distance?"

Hiroshi Ichiro shouted loudly. It looked like he was going crazy again.

The Japanese soldier who reported the incident was sweating profusely and said quickly, "It seems that they have dozens of snipers who are killing our warriors."

"What? Dozens of snipers?"

Hiroshi Ichiro's eyes widened into bells.

"Where did these dozens of snipers come from? Do you know what dozens of snipers mean?"

Hiroshi Ichiro roared loudly.

They also have snipers in their army, but there are only two or three at most, and it is not easy to train them.

Each one of them is selected from thousands or even tens of thousands.

Now you tell me there are dozens of snipers, isn't that bullshit?

If we count one in ten thousand, then dozens of snipers will have to be picked out from hundreds of thousands of people.

If this isn’t bullshit, what is?

The Japanese soldier who came back to report wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Your Excellency, the deputy commander, the fact is indeed like this. The warriors are now lying on the battlefield and dare not get up. If they show their heads, they will be killed. What should we do?"

"Bakayalu, how is this possible?"

Hiroshi Ichiro screamed wildly.

He is really going crazy.

Ever since we started fighting these Eighth Route Army soldiers, nothing has gone smoothly.

He felt that no matter what order he gave, it would be wrong.

"What should we do? What should we do? What do you think we should do?"

Hong Xinyilang asked loudly to the Japanese combat staff, asking them to think of a solution quickly.

A Japanese combat staff said: "Your Excellency, Deputy Commander, how about we open fire! Use artillery to bombard the positions of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, and the warriors will be able to withdraw."

Hiroshi Ichiro stared at him intently.

"Baga, what kind of bad idea is this? Do you know what kind of gun the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army used? It was a 150mm field gun.

The range is more than enough to reach our artillery positions. You ask me to fire, isn't that courting death?"

Yes, this last artillery position was his last stubbornness.

If he was blown up now, he would lose his last bit of confidence.

The Japanese combat staff officer lowered his head and dared not speak anymore.

The other Japanese combat staff also lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Seeing their expressions, Hiroshi Ichiro became even more furious.

"The damned Jinsui Army has no moral principles and refused to even rescue the wounded."

"Baka, I don't even know why we keep you here. When we need you, you're useless."

Hiroshi Ichiro was running around in a panic. Suddenly he stopped and shouted, "Someone, come! Order our grenade throwers to fight back, use the grenade throwers to cover, and rescue the wounded."

At Hiroshi Ichiro's command, countless Japanese grenade throwers rushed to the battlefield.

These guys were like poisonous snakes, hiding behind the battlefield, using grenade launchers to fire back at the positions of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army.