Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 667 A Brutal Shot!
"Bang bang bang!" Gunshots rang out continuously.

Seven Japanese soldiers fell to the ground with the sound of gunfire!
The ten precision shooters could not reach the level of snipers after all. Although they had already locked their targets, three of them still missed their targets due to the temporary movement of the target or body shaking.

Among them was Miyamoto Tanagi.

What saved him this time was not intuition, but nerves that had been tense all the time. The first shot was heard in his cochlea, and the Japanese Army Chief Cao instinctively bent down and rolled into the grass beside the mountain road to find a bunker.

His powerful military skills and sharp reflexes allowed him to dodge the bullet fired 0.3 seconds later, and the scorching ballistic trajectory flew past his chin, causing a burst of scorching heat.

The precise shooter who was aiming at him still wanted to kill him with one shot, so he aimed the muzzle at Miyamoto's face exposed under the helmet. If it was a larger chest, how quick was Miyamoto's reaction? It can only be doomed.

"Enemy attack, fight back!" Miyamoto Tanai roared the moment he turned over and rolled into the grass.

However, no one listened to the call of Master Cao Chang to launch an effective counterattack.

In fact, the bullets fired by the Chinese were too dense, not only rifles, but also submachine guns and shell guns, and the grass on the side of the mountain road was beaten to pieces.

At this time, if there are still people who can fight back, it really needs to have a vajra indestructible body.

Obviously, don't say that the Japanese don't have this ability, it is estimated that their Amaterasu gods have to receive lunch boxes when they come here.

That was also because Yilian could never let a living Japanese soldier spare his hands or time, and the small stones were still there on the ground a few meters away.

The two Japanese soldiers who escaped the catastrophe in the first wave of attacks, one was a grenadier and the other was a spearman. These two also showed amazing individual qualities in the face of sudden blows. .

Relying on the strength of their powerful waist and abdomen, they kept rolling to avoid the bullets that were chasing them. After entering the grass, they even scurried and jumped, using trees and rocks to cover them. bunker.

Moreover, the grenadier with the grenade on his body took out the grenade from his backpack, and he was planning to fight back when he was dying.

In the blink of an eye, he was able to make such excellent tactical moves, and did not flee into the mountains and forests as the Chinese soldiers thought, and had to fight back at an absolute disadvantage. This is definitely an excellent soldier.

Compared with this grenadier with the rank of Sergeant Cao, the performance of the only remaining Japanese gunman was worse.

After gaining a temporary respite from the bunker, the Japanese gunmen turned over and burrowed into the forest again, which meant to escape.

"Baga! Fight back!" Miyamoto Tanai roared angrily after watching his companion's performance.

"Bang bang bang!" Several shots landed on the rock where Miyamoto Tanai was hiding, sparks splashed, and Miyamoto Tanai's roar was stuffed back into his throat.

After that, the Japanese Army Cao Chang's eyes were full of despair.

Yes, most of his colleagues died in battle, he was suppressed by firepower, and his subordinates wanted to flee, but this was not enough to make a battle-hardened veteran completely despair.

'Boom boom boom! 'The sound of running footsteps that came to my ears like a drum of war is what makes this Japanese veteran who has participated in dozens of battles desperate.

The crazy firepower of the Chinese is just for cover, to cover their infantry charge.

But they already had an absolute advantage, just relying on rifles and submachine guns was enough to deal with the remnants of them in a few minutes.

Is it because of the coward who ran away?it's out of the question.

Did he think he could escape?So far, the Chinese have not even used light machine guns!

Tatsumi Miyamoto was right. Two seconds after the Japanese gunmen left their colleagues and fled to the forest, five light machine guns that had already been ready to fire roared at the same time.

The Japanese army was too close to the road at the beginning, and the light machine gun shooters were worried that the bullets would ricochet and cause damage to the stone. However, facing the Japanese army who jumped more than ten meters away, they no longer had this scruple.

The five flaming tongues spitting out wildly formed a barrage of death with dozens of bullets. A warrior with full agility points was just a fish in the net in front of this big net made up of bullets.

Like a bird with broken wings, the Japanese rifle didn't even run three or four meters, and fell sideways in the woods.

They are for that little boy.

Facing the crisis, Miyamoto Tanai, who was more sober than usual, instantly thought of the key point.

"Ah!" A shrill scream came.

Miyamoto Tanai looked over in horror.

He was familiar with that voice, it belonged to Sergeant Senmu who didn't escape, the brave grenade shooter.

Sergeant Senmu is not a soldier of his squad, but he is also a veteran who has been in the army for several years. He has rich combat experience and is tenacious.

The cruel scene in his eyes made Miyamoto's scalp tingle.

It was a thin but capable Chinese soldier who lifted a more than 100-jin Senmu Sergeant into the air with just a rifle.

Senmu Juncao's feet were flying in the air, like a salted fish hanging from the eaves.

However, he could move, his limbs struggled in vain, and he was picked up in mid-air by a rifle.

Judging from this ending, the Chinese soldier not only has formidable arm strength, but also amazing stabbing skills. Otherwise, even if Sergeant Senmu only has a grenadier that does not have any melee capabilities, he would not be shot like a fish. The gun is in the air.

Perhaps sensing being stared at, the cold eyes of the Chinese soldiers swept over, and Miyamoto Tanai was instantly icy cold.

He knew he was dead.

Not to mention that people don't know how many guns are aimed at him, but this terrible opponent who is more than ten meters away, he is a dish.

There is nothing wrong with Miyamoto's logic. Leng Feng, currently the third combat force in the independent battalion, used to kill two Japanese infantrymen with a combat strength similar to Miyamoto's with one shot. To kill him, at most three moves are not needed.

"Damn it!" Miyamoto Tanai roared with eyes full of despair, but swung the muzzle of his gun.

His gun was not aimed at Leng Feng who half-raised the Japanese Army Sergeant with cold eyes, but at the stone with a pale face lying on the ground seven or eight meters away.

Yes, Miyamoto Tane, who already knew he was doomed, wanted to avenge the Chinese in his own way.

If it wasn't that child, how could he have fallen into the current mortal state?The battle achievements are gone, and even the life is gone, and it is not even known whether the ashes will be able to return to their hometown.

And these Chinese people, don't they want to save that child?Then let's destroy together!Let you not be able to save.

This is Miyamoto Tanai's extremely distorted psychology at this time.

Unfortunately, he was doomed to be disappointed.

Before he could pull the trigger, with a roar, a huge black shadow slammed towards him.

Instinctively, the Japanese Army Chief Cao curled up and tried to roll away to one side.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound.

Blood splashed everywhere.

That was when Leng Feng was so furious that he directly smashed the Japanese infantry with his gun on it.

Using the human body as a weapon, only Tang Dao had ever done such an inhuman thing. Leng Feng could only be dumbfounded at the beginning, but he didn't expect that in his impatience, he would actually pick out a hundred-jin human body by nearly ten meters.

Cruel, really too cruel.

The battlefield where the gunfire gradually subsided was almost silent at that moment, and everyone was stunned by Leng Feng's blow.

Only Leng Feng didn't stop his furious attack, striding like a shooting star, the distance of ten meters was extremely short, and the spear in his hand stabbed viciously at the Japanese Army Chief Cao who had already bowed his waist and entered the defensive state.

Miyamoto Tane knew that he had lost the opportunity to continue shooting. Facing the lightning-like spear, the only thing he could do was to slam his arms against the incoming blade with the barrel of the gun. If he swung the opponent's bayonet , his bayonet will change from blocking to forward stabbing, piercing the chest of the rushing enemy.

He was extremely proficient in this move, and had an excellent record of assassinating five Chinese soldiers with one move.

It's a pity that what he encountered was a cold front, and it was a cold front that erupted from the small universe under the berserk.

The power contained in that shot may be Leng Feng himself, and he may not use it again in the years to come.

Just like a mayfly shaking a big tree, Tatsumi Miyamoto's arms mustered hundreds of pounds of strength, but he didn't shake the spear at all. The bayonet was like a knife cutting butter, and it went straight into Tatsumi Miyamoto's chest, and the point of the bayonet pierced through his back. up to 15 cm.

You know, the human body is originally more than 20 cm thick, plus clothing, but it is extremely rare for a bayonet blade of more than 30 cm to pierce the human body, let alone the bayonet itself has a hand guard.

Exposing so many blades on the human body can only show that the cold front is so powerful that even the gauntlet and the muzzle of the gun are pierced into the human body at the same time. How powerful is that?
pain!pain!pain!Miyamoto Tanai's entire face was distorted, and he now knew why Senmu Sergeant was screaming so miserably.

Perhaps, being smashed to death like a hammer on a rock is a perfect destination compared to the excruciating pain that is almost like poking a wooden stake into the body!

"Chi Zaoji, kill the child!" Miyamoto Tane, whose mind was filled with severe pain, was really fierce, and even turned his head and shouted seven or eight meters away.

He remembered that the first class Chi Zaosi had a knife in his hand, enough to stab the little boy in the body before the Chinese killed him.

The severe pain made his eyes wander a little.

But the corners of his mouth were raised up hard.

In his blurred vision, he saw that the first class of Chi Zuosi who was lying on his stomach had already started to move.

Then, his smile froze.

Accompanied by Leng Feng's cold roar: "Death!"

With a sudden force on the wrist, the spear stirred violently, and the blunt objects and blades inserted into the body of the Japanese Army Chief Cao completely smashed the heart.

The last thing left in Miyamoto Tanai's completely dimmed pupils was the picture of the first class soldier kneeling on the spot with his head in his hands and his high hopes.

Although the name is 'sooner or later death', this Japanese private is far more knowledgeable about current affairs than his superiors.

The egg is gone, and the head can no longer be gone.

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PS: There are four classes today, and there are a lot of things to do when I come back. Fortunately, I finished it before 11 o'clock and updated it.

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