Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 662 The Brave Hunters [Part [-]]

Wu Ren and Matsui Shiran were hiding under a tree. He wanted to see the battle situation ahead, so he raised the binoculars in his hand.

Boom!A bullet flew over and hit the tree.

"Baga!" Wu Ren saw the bullet holes on the tree, and immediately became furious. Then he drew his saber and shouted, "Kill those Zhina pigs!"

Matsui Shiran thought that Wu Ren was about to charge, so he was so frightened that he hugged him quickly: "Instructor Wu, don't rush forward before it's an emergency. You are a man of gold."

Wu Ren shook his head: "Teacher, don't move here, I'm just going to supervise the battle."

"Ah?" Matsui Shiranu's old face turned red, he could only smile sarcastically, and let go of his hands.

Wu Ren pulled out his waist knife and shouted to the sky: "Soldiers of the empire, today is the time to test your loyalty to the emperor!"

As soon as the devil soldier Cao heard this, he immediately took the lead in charging, and the devils behind followed immediately.

However, there was a sudden gunshot in the bushes, and the devil army Cao was shot in the chest and fell to the ground, and the other devils retreated in fright.When the vulture saw it, he immediately let the devils disperse and surround them.

Those hunters all used shotguns like shotguns, except for the middle-aged hunter who used a double-barreled shotgun.Although they had seized the Sanba Dagai before, they felt that it was not easy to use, so it was useless.

However, with such crude equipment, they actually launched an attack on a dozen well-equipped little devils who were armed to the teeth!

When Zhao Zilong saw that kind of battle, he was very anxious, but when he saw the devil with a gun next to him, he could only sigh.

Because he was far away from the battlefield and other people, even if he could kill those devils, it would not help.

"Kill—and—and!" Hearing the gunshots of the hunters became less and less, Wu Ren gave the order to counterattack.

A group of little devils who returned the bullets rushed over with bayonets in hand.This is exactly in the hands of those hunters, they are almost out of ammunition and food.

However, even if they have the courage, this is simply an unequal duel.

After killing the two devils, all the hunters died.

"Well, they can be regarded as warriors. Let's bury them well." After inspecting the battlefield, Wu Ren couldn't bear to see the dead faces of these hunters.They all faced straight ahead, held their heads high and sacrificed their lives.

There was no bullet in their gun chambers, and even the broadswords in their hands were severely worn out.Among them, the middle-aged hunter who led the team had cut five or six gaps with his big knife.

Zhao Zilong and the others were invited to watch the funeral of those hunters.Niu Geqing didn't care about the three sevens and twenty ones, facing the grave mounds of the hunters, he bowed down.The other porters also looked at it with tears in their eyes.

"Brothers," Zhao Zilong said to himself in a low voice, "I will definitely avenge you."

"I will," Niu Geqing at the side heard a few words, and he also silently made up his mind, "Brothers, I misunderstood your courage before, I, Niu Geqing, will definitely avenge you."

"Just now," Zhao Zilong pursed his lips and said sadly, "It was too cruel for us to stand by and watch in that situation."

"Heaven has eyes," Niu Geqing prayed in a low voice, "Let us take revenge tonight."

As a result, that night, they retaliated severely.

That night, Wu Ren arranged for the team to camp in a small mountain col.Surrounded by bushes, there is only one narrow path leading to the depths of the depression.

Judging from the excited faces of Matsui Shiranun and Takeren, they should not be far from their destination.

At dinner, those devils specially moved meat, which was a few hens looted from nearby, and they were stewed in a pot.

Of course, there is no meat for Zhao Zilong and others, but they drank some soup.The remaining chicken bones were thrown all over the place by the little devil.

As a result, in the middle of the night, a group of wolves attacked the tent camp where the devils lived.

As a result, although the wolves were finally driven away under the hurried command of the vulture, Wu Ren and Matsui Shiran suffered some trauma, and three or four devils died.

It turned out that when camping, Zhao Zilong and Niu Geqing secretly sprinkled medicine to attract wolves in the devil's residence.

The next morning, after they had a meal of foul-smelling wolf meat for breakfast, Wu Ren asked Vulture to count the number of people, and found that the number of people had dropped from fifteen or sixteen to seven or eight.

Seeing that there were not enough people, Wu Ren and Matsui Shiranu discussed and immediately instructed Vulture to send a request for support to the base camp in Qingdao.

As a result, this time the heavens have eyes, and the 24 five devils who came to support were attacked by guerrillas as soon as they left QD City and came to the boundary of Huangdao by boat.

Except for the two wounded soldiers who went back to report, the devils were wiped out in one pot.

On this day, Wu Ren also received a report: a Shaozuo named Otsuka was tied up and chopped up by local villagers when he was "Qingxiang".

"So," Wu Ren ruthlessly tore the telegram into pieces, showing a ferocious expression, "Teacher, I think that there must be spies from the Chinese people around our army of the Great Japanese Empire."

"Well," Shizuo Matsui adjusted his glasses and nodded, "Including that Wang Jingpu, I always thought his motives were not pure. Otherwise, tell me, why did he come to Nanjing, and why did he even kill his old staff?" Can't you bring one?"

"Let's talk about this when we go back," Wu Ren frowned slightly, looked at Zhao Zilong and others in the distance, and said, "Today, I also want to take stock of our small team."

"That's good," Matsui Shiran nodded, and said with a sigh: "We have less than half of the original warriors left. Of the dozen or so Chinese porters, none were injured."

"Teacher, don't you think there will be any tricks here?" Wu Ren frowned, although he was questioning, he still used a narrative tone.

"There is no evidence for the time being," Matsui Shiran shook his head, "Martial Instructor, we need manpower now. Look, the twenty or so outstanding imperial warriors who came to aid from Qingdao are all 'broken'. Shall we go again?" Get some people over here?"

"General Matsui, it's easy," Vulture interjected at this time, "I can go grab a batch, isn't that all right?"

"No," Matsui Shiran shook his head, "During the Nanjing incident, I witnessed the numbness of batch after batch of Chinese people. Of course, there are also many people who are bloody. We need them to join voluntarily. "

"That requires funds, teacher," Wu Ren said, stretching out a hand, making a gesture of asking for money.

"That, isn't it simple?" Shizuo Matsui twitched the corner of his mouth and laughed.

They thought that the Chinese in this crowd did not understand their bird language, so they became unscrupulous.

(End of this chapter)