Suzuki Nagai braved artillery fire and hail of bullets, waving his command sword to order the attack, while advancing cautiously.

Take a few steps forward and you'll stop to dodge bullets and shells.

At this time, several sharpshooters from the special operations group were also eyeing Suzuki Nagai.

However, Jiang Maocai's movements were faster and more agile. He pulled the trigger almost the second after the bullet was loaded.

At this time, Jiang Maocai felt as if he had entered a wonderful world, and the sounds of shells, bullets and grenades around him disappeared.

Only you, the sniper rifle in your hand, and the target 500 meters away are left.

The next second, Suzuki Nagai squatted down and pointed the katana in his hand forward: "Kill the chicken for me!"

puff--

There was an inconspicuous sound of a bullet entering flesh, Suzuki Nagai's military cap was lifted off, a blood hole appeared on his forehead, and blood flowed like a steady stream.

Then he fell straight to the ground, the expression on his face was frozen instantly, his pupils quickly expanded, and his eyes lost focus.

Seeing that the captain of the regiment was shot dead, Suzuki Nagai's guards panicked and quickly ran over to check the situation.

Behind the position, Jiang Maocai saw through the scope that the Japanese commander was killed by a bullet fired by himself. Jiang Maocai quickly retreated behind the bunker.

He grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, and smiled at Wei Dayong: "Captain, I did it!"

Wei Dayong nodded: "Jiang Maocai, well done, this gun is yours!"

At the same time, Wei Dayong saw that Jiang Maocai's merit score soared from 200 to 5200.

It turned out that Jiang Maocai stabbed two Japanese wounded soldiers to death with a bayonet and received 200 merit points.

Therefore, Wei Dayong spent 5,000 merit points to upgrade Jiang Maocai's sniper skill from [Proficient] to [Proficient].

If you want to upgrade from [Mastery] to [Legendary] like Wang Xikui.

In other words, Jiang Maocai still has to kill 100 ordinary Japs, or 2 colonels, or 1 major general, or 1 Japs pilot.

All in all, Jiang Maocai still needs 10,000 merit points to upgrade his sniper skill from [Mastery] to [Legendary].

Next, Wei Dayong ignored Jiang Maocai, picked up a Type 92 heavy machine gun and held down the iron.

Ta da da, da da, da da da...

Under the control of Wei Dayong, the heavy machine gun played a small rhythm similar to Allegro.

Every time a short burst or a long burst is fired, a Japanese will fall.

The Japs didn't just charge indiscriminately. The machine gunners mounted their machine guns behind them and sent out tongues of fire toward the special operations group's positions.

The soldier also ran forward a few steps, stopped, pulled the bolt of his gun, knelt down on one knee and fired at the special operations group's position.

There were also grenadier soldiers who set up grenades, supplemented by a small number of mortars, in an attempt to carry out precise strikes on the machine gun fire points of the special operations group.

Although the Japs were very sharp with their marksmanship and their mortars and grenades were very accurate, what they encountered this time was a special operations group.

The special operations group specializes in bells and whistles.

The special operations group has more than 60 light and heavy machine guns, including nearly 200 submachine guns. This kind of powerful firepower density cannot be broken through the human sea tactics in the terrain that is not wide.

The four mortars and four infantry guns of the rear artillery battery were also idle, and shells hit the Japanese charging formation one after another.

Like pouring firepower, it was shot towards the Japanese, and the Japanese fell down in pieces.

All fear comes from insufficient firepower. When the firepower is sufficient, the enemy should be feared.

Wei Dayong also deployed flanking fire points on the hillside next to the highway to prevent the Japanese from occupying the commanding heights.

On the one hand, it echoes the frontal position and acts as an angle to each other, so that the Japanese are hit by fire from two directions at the same time.

The sharpshooters of the special operations group focus on taking care of the Japanese artillery and firepower points.

After killing a Japanese commander, Jiang Maocai felt like he had an enlightenment.

Using the sniper rifle in his hand, he pointed where to hit within 400 meters. Within 3 minutes, he killed 3 Japanese machine gunners and 2 Japanese grenadier soldiers.

The Japanese only rushed to a distance of 150 meters from the special forces group, but they couldn't hold on even before they entered the minefield.

After leaving behind hundreds of corpses, those who survived fled back one after another, running around in embarrassment.

"Stop shooting!"

Seeing the Japanese escape 200 meters away, Wei Dayong shouted loudly.

The gunfire became sparse and soon stopped.

"Let's fight like this!" Wei Dayong said loudly, "Our special forces team will stay here, no Japanese can get past!"

The soldiers were in high spirits, and Yang Liqing was also shouting: "Quick, bring up all the ammunition from behind."

Later, some soldiers carried the ammunition boxes to each machine gun firepower point and put them down behind them.

The soldiers also placed open wooden-handled grenades in front of them. This was not a grenade made in the border area that only exploded in two pieces once it exploded.

Instead, the Jin-made wooden-handled grenades produced by the new machines of the Huangyadong Arsenal use a lot of gunpowder and are much more powerful than the original ones made in the border area.

If the Japanese were lucky enough to break through the minefield and get within 50 meters of the position, thousands of grenades would be waiting for them.

Moreover, Wei Dayong only used the second and third battalions, and one battalion as a reserve.

The Third Battalion served as a reserve force several times. This time, Wei Dayong put the Third Battalion as the main force to fight the Japanese directly.

The second camp is on the side hillside.

The location of the remaining Japanese Suzuki Regiment.

"Captain!" Adjutant Ura Yuichiro looked at the body of Suzuki Nagai and wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Vice Captain!" asked the only surviving captain of the Suzuki Wing, "What should we do now?"

"Ishihara-kun, I order you now to burn the regiment flag immediately!" Uratomo Ichiro looked up at Major Ishihara with a look of determination on his face.

Major Ishihara said in disbelief: "Nani, deputy captain, once the alliance flag is burned, it means that the Suzuki Alliance will completely cease to exist!"

Each regiment flag of the Japanese army was personally issued and signed by the Emperor of Japan when it was formed to show its sense of honor. For the Japanese army of the regiment, if the regiment is present, the military flag is there, and if the regiment is not there, the military flag is not.

"Of course I know it." Uratomo Ichiro's face turned gloomy, "But now, we are at the end of the road!"

"We can definitely rush out!" Major Ishihara said sternly, "Although the Eighth Route Army's firepower is strong, I don't believe that the Eighth Route Army's ammunition is so sufficient. If we charge again, we will definitely be able to rush out. The reinforcements sent by the division commander must have been

Not far away!”

"Colonel Suzuki thought the same way, thinking that the Eighth Route Army did not have many artillery shells, and you saw it." Uratomo Ichiro looked at Major Ishihara like he was looking at an idiot.

Major Ishihara knelt dejectedly in front of Suzuki Nagai's body, turned his head and shouted heartbreakingly: "Burn the alliance flag!"

The Japanese lieutenant colonel who was responsible for guarding the regiment flag took out the regiment flag from his chest, then tremblingly struck a match and lit the regiment flag.

During this process, the surrounding Japanese soldiers watched this scene quietly, their eyes and expressions full of sadness.

Later, Ura Tommoichiro said to the telegraph operator: "Send a farewell telegram to the division commander..."

"Hi!" The Japanese telegraph operator paused, picked up the telegraph machine and started sending a farewell telegram. After sending the telegram, he took out a grenade, knocked it on his helmet, and then threw it under the telegraph machine.

With a bang, the telegraph machine was blown into a pile of parts.

There was a booming explosion from behind, indicating that the pursuers had arrived.

After explaining the funeral arrangements, Ichiro Uratomo raised the command sword in his hand: "The Empire of Japan is on board, the Imperial Army of Japan is on board!"

"Onboard!"

"Onboard!"

The remaining few hundred Japs raised their weapons high and roared into the sky.

Uratomo Ichiro shouted loudly: "Attack the enemy!"

"Onboard!"

"Onboard!"

"..."

The Japs shouted "Layaku" and charged towards the special operations group with bayonets in hand. Not a single soldier even flinched.

"Hit!" Seeing the Japanese charging over again, Wei Dayong gave the order to fire without hesitation.

The Japs risked their lives this time, but the special forces were not frightened. They faced the Japs' desperate tactics of sudden attack.

Fearless.

The gunfire rang out like popping beans.

The dozen or so firepower points that had been hidden before were also opened.

Bullets rained down on the Japanese.

Puff puff--

The continuous sound of bullets entering flesh was heard one after another, and with the spray of blood and mist, the Japanese fell down in pieces.

During the Pacific War, U.S. soldier Basilone used two Browning heavy machine guns to kill more than 2,000 Japanese soldiers.

With so many machine guns and submachine guns in the special operations group, the firepower was infinitely stronger than Basilone's.
To be continued...