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Zhou Weiguo, who was training his team members in a certain mountain, heard the sound of artillery fire coming from the direction of Hutou Mountain, and immediately asked all the team members to stop training.

Yes.

You read that right, Zhou Weiguo and they not only train during the day, but also practice at night, especially training sneak attacks and assassination skills, which are very useful at night, of course, this is also suggested by his younger brother Zhou Weihua.

"Weiguo, what do you say is the gunfire on Hutou Mountain?" Morita also looked in the direction of Hutou Mountain.

"I don't know, there should be a situation, but I don't know if they can hold on." Zhou Weiguo frowned, such a sneak attack in the middle of the night, it must have been done by the enemy's elite, otherwise who would choose to attack in the early morning?

In that era, night raids were basically small detachments, and they ran after the fight, but according to the analysis of the sound of artillery fire just now, the sound of artillery fire on Hutou Mountain lasted for a long time, which proved that the enemy who attacked secretly was not good at stubble, especially the artillery strikes.

It is enough to prove that the enemy is prepared.

"Platoon commander, why do you want to do so much, just go back and it's over." Yang Dali is a straight-hearted person.

"Not good, Jun Takeshita?" Zhou Weiguo suddenly thought of a person, that is, his classmate Jun Takeshita, who appeared on the stage some time ago and made their brother troops suffer.

Attacking Hutou Mountain at night now?

Isn't it?

"Platoon commander, we have assembled, just waiting for you to launch the order." When Zhou Weiguo asked everyone to stop training, Shoutian had already assembled and waited for the platoon commander's order.

"It's too late for us to go back now, and I believe that the battle of Hutou Mountain has come to an end at this time, and we are estimated to be just cleaning the battlefield when we go back, and we have trained so hard just to clean up the battlefield?"

"No, we are elite, and we have to do what elites should do."

Zhou Weiguo shouted at everyone.

"Everything is under the orders of the platoon commander." Everyone shouted loudly, and the momentum was as powerful as a tiger.

"Okay, since the little devils have attacked our base area, we will also strike at their closest deployment to us, and we will retaliate with a tooth for a tooth and show our strength and means." Zhou Weiguo knew that it was too late to rush back to Hutou Mountain, and he really only cleaned up the battlefield when he went back.

It's better to pull the squad out for a practice, and the time has come to test the special combat team.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

All members of the special forces shouted loudly.

"Okay, comrades, let's go." Zhou Weiguo took the lead and led his special combat team out of the mountains and forests overnight and went straight to the military deployment point of the little devils.

......

"Damn, it turned out to be a little devil, who did I think it was."

"Comrades, hit me, hit me hard."

"Be sure to let the little devil know the power of our triple company."

Deng Guangrong just heard the night raiders shouting Japanese, it must be a sneak attack by little devils, but he didn't expect a small team of little devils to make them so embarrassed in Hutou Mountain.

Woohoo...

The soldiers of the third company fended off the pursuit of the little devils.

Deng Guangrong didn't know that the political commissar had changed his walking goal.

Deng Guangrong must defend this road with his life, and also defend the face of their Hutoushan Independent Regiment, and he can't let a special combat team of little devils fight all over the ground.

"There was actually an ambush, it seems that the person on the mountainside must be the commander of the Eighth Route Army." Shan Ye showed a touch of pride, knowing that he was intercepted halfway, and the person guarded by the Eighth Route Army was already the commander.

"Warriors, charge, the commander of the Eighth Route Army is on the mountain."

"As long as we kill the commander of the Eighth Route Army, we will contribute to the cause of the Empire."

Shan Ye brandished his command knife and shouted loudly to the members of the special combat team, and the more ferocious the enemy's fire, the happier he became, proving that the person retreating on the mountain was the commander of the Eighth Route Army.

As long as Yamano captures or kills the commander of the Eighth Route Army, he will be able to make a great contribution, completely avenge the head of the Konoe Cultural Tourism Regiment, and show the military might of their Imperial Japanese soldiers.

Da Da...

The little devil's special combat team and Deng Guangrong's three consecutive battles clashed instantly.

Bullets rained down like a torrential rain.

One by one, the fighters fell.

It can be seen how fierce the little devil's firepower offensive is.

"Company commander, the little devil's firepower is too fierce, we seem to be unable to parry." A platoon commander climbed up to Deng Guangrong and shouted.

"Made, what kind of weapon is the little devil using, it is so powerful, and there are a lot of bullets." Deng Guangrong's three companies were not weak in battle, and their combat effectiveness was also very strong, and no one retreated because they were afraid.

But their use is basically all made in Hanyang, and the bullets and strike speed are limited, which is completely incomparable with the sophisticated weapons and equipment used by the little devil special combat team.

Even so.

One by one, the fighters of the Third Company put up complete resistance.

Deng Guangrong's three consecutive casualties were relatively large.

Phew...

Just when Deng Guangrong felt a trace of despair, a burst of gunfire suddenly sounded behind the little devil.

Woohoo...

The soldiers in the back continued to share the firepower with the little devils who were attacking rapidly, and also gave Deng Guangrong a chance to breathe.

"It's not good, we need to retreat quickly, otherwise once we are surrounded, it will be very difficult to get out of Hutou Mountain." Jun Takeshita frowned, he didn't expect the Eighth Route Army to be so strong, although his special combat team killed and injured a lot, but still did not kill any valuable officers of the Eighth Route Army.

"Retreat." Shan Ye also felt that the Eighth Route Army wanted to make dumplings for them, but was it so easy?

Impossible.

Yamano immediately ordered a quick retreat.

In the blink of an eye.

Jun Takeshita and his special forces team disappeared into the night, coming and going like ghosts.

"Comrades, chase me and hit the little devils hard." Deng Guangrong suffered a loss from the little devils, and he had to kill several little devils to bury his brothers.

"Deng Guangrong, poor Kou Mo chase." At this time, the political commissar saw Deng Guangrong's figure and shouted loudly.

"Commissar? Didn't you retreat to the mountains? How could it be here" Deng Guangrong frowned, looked at the political commissar, and then looked at the people on the mountain.

What's going on?

Why are people here?

"Don't look at it, immediately let your soldiers stop pursuing, these are not ordinary little devils, they have super combat effectiveness and retreat ability, once they enter the mountains and forests, there is only a dead end in such a pursuit." The political commissar knew that he couldn't be impulsive at this time, and if he pursued the little devil, it would undoubtedly be equivalent to death.

"But......" Deng Guangrong was very unhappy.

Who can be cool?

After all, his company suffered heavy losses.

Just now, I used my body to block the enemy's bullets.

"Deng Guangrong, I know you are uncomfortable, am I not uncomfortable when I see such a comrade sacrifice? I'm more uncomfortable than you. Lao Wu said that the tears in his old eyes were rolling, when Qiu Ming was not there, as the supreme commander of Hutou Mountain, he was beaten by the little devil so that he couldn't find the north, and let so many comrades sacrifice, he was more uncomfortable than anyone else.

Bang.

Just when everyone thought that the little devils had all retreated, a gunshot suddenly rang out.