There are actually ambushes on both sides?

Yamamoto Kazuki and his special forces team members reacted in an instant.

If the opponent doesn't have mortars and snipers, Yamamoto has the confidence to annihilate the opponent.

His original plan was to leave two combat groups to attract the Eighth Route Army's firepower head-on, send one combat group to sneak attack the headquarters, and the other two combat groups pounce on the mortar position and the sniper position respectively.

Now they had to retreat. The Eighth Route Army's firepower was too strong, and they had already gotten into the pockets set by the Eighth Route Army.

"Retreat!" Kazuki Yamamoto gave the order with an ugly face.

The soldiers of the second battalion had already rushed to a distance of a hundred meters, and their light machine guns were firing.

Caught between two sides, three special forces members fell down in an instant.

However, Yamamoto's agents reacted very quickly and had extremely high combat literacy. One group of people retreated, while the other group knelt on one knee and fired long bursts of submachine guns.

Accompanied by various skillful tactical movements, the sound of bursting submachine gun fire was heard.

The front-row soldiers of the second battalion charging on both sides fell instantly, and bullets from both sides shot away sand and rocks.

After the Eighth Route Army soldiers fell to pieces, more soldiers rushed towards the Yamamoto special team without fear of death and charged at the Japanese.

Da da da!

Da da da da!

A combat group of more than ten people from the Yamamoto special agent team fell one after another under the support of mortars and the flanks of the 2nd Battalion.

Shen Quan held a submachine gun and fired while shouting to charge.

A Japanese sniper holding a Type 97 sniper rifle suddenly turned around while running, and Shen Quan appeared in the scope.

Then he pulled the trigger without hesitation, and a high-speed rotating bullet was fired towards Shen Quan.

Chen Quan only felt a figure flash in front of him. A soldier ran in front of him, was shot by a bullet, and fell to the ground.

Shen Quan was slightly startled. With rich combat experience, he instantly understood that the bullet was aimed at him.

Immediately, he held a submachine gun and roared at the Japanese sniper.

The Japanese sniper failed to succeed, so he secretly muttered a pity and rolled behind the rock in a few clicks. The machine gun bullets bounced off four or five handfuls of dirt mist at his heels.

A sniper rifle stuck out from behind a rock, and another Japanese sniper aimed at Lin Zhiqiang, deputy commander of the Second Battalion on the other side.

Lin Zhiqiang was holding a shell gun and shouting to organize the soldiers to charge. He was unaware that he had been targeted by a Japanese sniper.

Bah!

There was a gunshot, but Lin Zhiqiang did not fall down. The exposed hand holding the gun was hit by a 7.92mm bullet flying from 200 meters away.

The powerful force caused his entire palm to be almost exploded into pieces, and a huge hole appeared on his palm.

The Japanese sniper didn't feel anything at first. Three seconds later, he let out a scream like a slaughtered pig. The severe and heartbreaking pain was transmitted to the brain nerves, causing his entire face to twist together in pain.

On the edge of the cliff, Wei Dayong put away his 98k sniper rifle with a stern look. Beside him were more than 30 light machine guns and more than 100 38 guns, pouring bullets into the distance, overwhelming the Yamamoto special agent team and unable to raise their heads.

Some soldiers of the second company had already gone down the rope, and Wei Dayong also grabbed the rope and slid down.

If it weren't for the suppressive firepower of the special operations battalion and the support of mortars.

Even if the Second Battalion charged towards the Sanmoto Agent Team from two sides, it was no match for the Yamamoto Agent Team.

But if they don't rush to entangle Yamamoto's special forces, these battle-hardened special forces of Yamamoto's special forces will slip away in a few seconds.

There were only about 30 members of Yamamoto's special agent team, who were trapped behind an inconspicuous low soil slope and were in a dilemma.

Soldiers from two platoons of the second battalion charged towards the slope with roars.

Four or five grenades suddenly flew out from behind the slope, and several explosions were heard. Then four or five submachine guns stretched out and fired at the soldiers of the second battalion.

In the rain of bullets, the bodies of the soldiers of the second battalion twitched and fell as if they had been electrocuted.

After leaving more than ten corpses behind, the soldiers from the two platoons retreated back like a tide.

The mortar shells from the artillery battery of the special operations battalion drew several arcs in the sky, accompanied by a scream, and hit the inconspicuous low soil slope.

Based on the scream of the shell, the special operations team member of Yamamoto's special agent team quickly judged the impact point in his mind, rolled back extremely quickly, and then lay on the ground holding his head.

Only two special forces members who were slightly unresponsive were blown into the sky with the sound of explosion.

After firing another round of artillery shells, Wang Chengzhu could not clearly see the situation behind the slope through the telescope, so the Second Battalion did not charge again and asked the gunners to stop temporarily.

Behind a rock, Deputy Battalion Commander Lin Zhiqiang wiped his hands with cold sweat: "Battal Commander, these Japs are so evil. They are definitely not ordinary Japs. You see, these Japs have rich experience in actual combat. They dare to use burst fire when faced with a battalion-level charge."

, all of them are at the level of sharpshooters, and their psychological quality is extremely stable."

Shen Quan's anger was also brought out, and he said angrily: "Whoever he is, I don't believe in this evil today. The secret service company is going to follow me and rush up. Zhiqiang, organize fire cover!"

At this time, a big hand was placed on Shen Quan's shoulder: "Old Shen, don't be impulsive yet!"

Chen Quan turned around and saw that Wei Dayong and the Second Company of the Special Operations Battalion were crouching over to support him.

"Old Wei, you came just in time. Your submachine gun company took cover, and I led two companies to rush up and do the damn thing!" Shen Quan said to Wei Dayong.

Wei Dayong analyzed the terrain and found that there was an open area behind the hillside. The reason why he did not run there was because he was afraid of being used as a target by the sniper team and Wolf Fang Team on the mountain.

Then, Wei Dayong said: "My submachine gun company is outflanking us from both wings. You are on the front. You wait until we exchange fire and then charge."

Chen Quan nodded and said: "Okay, let's do this and make dumplings for the Japanese!"

Yamamoto glanced at the thirty or so special operations team members left around him, and four or five of them were still injured.

The muscles all over his body were twitching in pain, and he watched helplessly as the experienced special forces died tragically one by one, but there was nothing he could do.

He wished he could catch the Eighth Route Army commander and skin him alive, but reason told him that he must not act emotionally now.

Yamamoto Kazuki shouted in pure Chinese: "I, Yamamoto Kazuki, I would like to know who is the commander of your army?"

Hearing the sound from behind the hillside on the opposite side, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment were stunned. What kind of trick were the Japanese playing?

Wei Dayong shouted back from behind the rock: "I am Li Yunlong, the leader of the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment, Yamamoto, you have been surrounded, put down your weapons and surrender!"

While shouting, he gestured to the second company behind him. Several platoon leaders nodded, bowed and led the soldiers to outflank both sides.

Yamamoto Kazuki spoke again: "It turns out to be Mr. Li Yunlong. I have already heard his famous name. Even our Commander Shinozuka believes that Mr. Li's head is worth eighty thousand oceans. A soldier who can receive such an honor is considered to be worthy of his life."

Yes, I sincerely admire you. In today’s battle, sir, you have truly lived up to your reputation!”

Yamamoto was not idle either. While he was talking, he used sign language to direct two or three special forces members to set up a mortar.

"Excuse me!" Wei Dayong shouted, "Yamamoto, I'm your ancestor. I'll take your life today, and then I'll take Yoshio Shinozuka's head the next day!"

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