Spy Wars: I have space, but I choose to work alone

"Noda, are you ready?"

"All right!"

After the sergeant Murata coordinated all this, he immediately gave a loud order:

"Fire!"

At one point, machine guns and rifles were firing at full speed towards the 2 o'clock direction.

"rush!"

Although Yoshida and others were not soldiers of the field army, they were paramilitary personnel who had received complete military training.

When faced with a life-and-death crisis, there was no time for hesitation. Once the order was given, he immediately ran towards the car like a wild dog with a prolapsed anus.

If Ma Liang had a bolt-action rifle in his hand, even if he had three times the physique, or if there were really three sharpshooters shooting at the same time, it would be impossible for him to kill eight targets at a distance of twenty meters.

Unfortunately, Ma Liang was holding the LR19 semi-automatic sniper rifle, which had a large capacity of ten rounds.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Ma Liang fired rapidly, and in less than three seconds, all eight plainclothes agents were lying on the ground.

The one who ran the fastest just barely touched the door handle, but still fell in front of the door.

This is the charm of the precision marksman rifle!

Perhaps the LR19 is not as accurate as a modern bolt-action sniper rifle, but as a frontline precision marksman rifle, it is indeed excellent.

At this moment, Ma Liang suddenly understood why until now, major countries still have snipers and high-precision snipers.

We still do not give up on precision shooters at the squad and platoon levels, and equip a large number of them with fully automatic or semi-automatic precision shooter rifles.

If Ma Liang was holding a T-5000 bolt-action high-precision sniper rifle at this moment, even if he pulled the bolt to produce sparks, he could only fire two shots in three seconds at most and could only watch the enemy escape.

"Murata-kun, save me!"

"I don't want to die!"

"mom!"

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Since it was a rapid shot, Ma Liang aimed at the torso.

In this situation, death is certain, but they cannot die for a while. The spies who survived by chance were lying in a pool of blood, wailing.

"Bagya Road!"

Sergeant Murata's eyes turned red with anger when he saw the scene.

But after a brief moment of anger, I was filled with fear.

"Sergeant Murata, what should we do? It seems the enemy can see us at night." Private Yano's tone was filled with fear and anxiety.

If under normal circumstances, if his soldiers showed such fear, Murata would definitely give them a few slaps in the face.

Then use the spirit infusion stick to vigorously inject the fearless Bushido spirit into his body, so that he can understand what the Bushido spirit is.

But at this time, Murata did not get angry and scold Private Yano at the first time, which shows how much shock Ma Liang's night-time no-sight shooting skills caused to Murata.

He now understood, whether he believed it or not, that the attackers must have had some unknown means to shoot accurately at night and some means to cover up the sound of the gunfire.

"Yano, show some bushido spirit! The attackers don't seem to be numerous, and their shooting angles are limited. As long as we don't move and don't actively expose our bodies, they can't do anything to us."

"If we delay for another two hours, the lieutenant will definitely send someone to look for us when he sees that we haven't returned yet."

While Murata was scolding the panicked Yano, he was also constantly encouraging the remaining soldiers.

This was indeed a good idea, although the quarry used as the execution ground was relatively remote and the gunshots could not be heard by the Japanese troops stationed in the city.

However, Yoshida and his men's missions in and out of the city were open to the public. If they did not return after the normal time, it would inevitably arouse the vigilance of the Japanese troops in the city, and they would send out troops to search for them.

This Japanese infantry squad with only light weapons can display such strong combat effectiveness. Ma Liang dare not delay any longer and must speed up.

"Report your numbers!" Sergeant Murata shouted.

Since there was no vision at all, Sergeant Murata had no idea how many of his men were still there after the recent firefight.

"Yano is here!"

"Watanabe is here!"

"Tanaka is here!"

After Tanaka finished shouting, Murata didn't wait for the other students in his class to count.

"Noda, are you still alive? Noda!" The first thing Murata thought of was the machine gun team which was the core of firepower.

As someone who had participated in many actual combats, he was well aware of the importance of machine guns at this time. Without machine gun suppression, the attackers would inevitably advance boldly.

Unfortunately, Murata shouted several times, but Noda, the last member of the machine gun group that had opened fire earlier, still did not respond. The surroundings were so quiet that only the groans of the wounded could be heard.

Realizing that Noda was also killed, Sergeant Murata immediately realized that without machine gun suppression, the attackers might advance, so he decisively ordered:

"Put on your bayonets, listen to my command, and prepare for hand-to-hand combat! Fight like a samurai until the last moment and be loyal to the Emperor!"

"It's a black card, get on board!"

"It's a black card, get on board!"

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The remaining surviving devils immediately shouted slogans.

After shouting the slogan several times, Murata and others regained their fighting spirit, their brains started working again, and they began to think about the criminals.

It’s not Murata’s fault that they are unprofessional. Normally, if someone robs the execution ground, they should shoot the criminals immediately.

However, as a former military policeman from the field troops, Murata's first reaction when he was attacked was to fight back, and he never thought of killing the criminals first.

"Yano, get close to the criminals from your hiding position and find a way to kill all the criminals immediately!"

Murata knew that his spears would be useless if the enemy approached, so he immediately ordered all the prisoners to be shot.

"Report to Sergeant Murata, the prisoner is missing!" Yano risked his head to take a look, and found that Wang Xingyun and the others were gone, so he reported in a low voice.

"Bakayalo!" Murata screamed in anger.

Wang Xingyun and his companions were guerrilla fighters who had crawled out from piles of dead bodies several times. How could they be so foolish as to hide in the same place?

As early as when Ma Liang started the first round of shooting, they took advantage of the fact that the Japanese soldiers guarding them were busy avoiding Ma Liang's roll call, and they rolled on the ground and hid themselves.

After the truck lights were blown out, it was almost completely dark.

Even though they were only three meters apart and he was lying on the ground without saying a word, no one could tell whether he was a person or a stone.

"Who is going to save me? All my comrades have been captured by the enemy, and no one is there to report the situation!"

Wang Xingyun was also wondering who would come to save him.

After confirming that Wang Xingyun and the others were well hidden, Ma Liang no longer held back.

The reason why Ma Liang did not use rapid shooting to eliminate the Japanese army's manpower in a short time was that he kept firing.

On the one hand, the 7.62mm bullet had too strong penetrating power, and the Japanese soldiers were too short, so the Japanese soldiers standing behind were almost completely obscured by the hostages.

On the other hand, no matter how good Ma Liang's marksmanship is, he cannot accurately hit the Japanese soldiers in rapid shooting without harming the hostages in front of them.

They could only actively lure the Japanese army to destroy the lighting facilities to give the hostages a chance to escape.

Fortunately, these hostages reacted quickly and secretly rolled away from the Japanese army's sight during the exchange of fire.