Chapter 892: Reinforcements!
The puppet army is like a wild wolf that smells fishy, although they face the strong resistance of Luo Feng and others, they still rush forward without their lives.
After all, the reward given to them by the company commander of the puppet army is very rich, as long as they rush in, they can make a fortune.
The so-called two fists are invincible with four hands, and in the face of the crazy charge of these puppet troops, the defense line of the entire courtyard is shaky.
"Poof!"
An officer and soldier of the guerrilla unit had just overturned a puppet soldier who had rushed more than 10 meters away, and before he could reload the bullet, a bullet penetrated his shoulder, and he almost fell under the impact of the bullet.
But he still clenched his teeth to stabilize his figure, the bullet was loaded, and he raised his hand to return the shot, and the smug eyes of the puppet soldier who fired the shot froze, because the bullet had pierced his body.
"Puff-"
Several more bullets flew up the wall, and several bloody holes were punched in the body of the guerrilla officer and soldier, causing the brother to look extremely pained.
The brother struggled to pull the last grenade and threw it, and his body involuntarily rolled back, his eyes rapidly dissipating through the smoky sky.
"Dunzi!" Seeing the brother fall to the ground covered in blood, several brothers around him cried out with red eyes.
But the good dog couldn't stand the jackals, and in the face of the swishing bullets of the puppet army, in the blink of an eye, several more guerrilla officers and soldiers were shot and fell to the ground.
"Kill!"
The brother who was guarding next to a broken wall that had exploded was already leaning against the wall weakly, he was covered in blood, and he tried to raise his gun but was so weak, an excited puppet army rushed up.
"Huh!"
The bayonet stabbed into the flesh with a dull sound, like a ripe watermelon, and a large fountain of blood spewed out.
"I killed one! I killed one! ”
The puppet soldier stabbed the guerrilla officer and soldier many times in a row, and shouted excitedly that he could be rewarded with ten oceans.
"Sting!"
The puppet army's excited shouts lasted only a few seconds, and Luo Feng's ghost head knife, whose black face and eyes were full of anger, slashed diagonally, and the excitement of the puppet army froze on his face, and his head flew up like a leather ball.
The puppet soldier looked at his blood-spewing corpse slipping and falling to the ground, the smile on his face turned to horror, he saw the cold guerrilla officer, he wanted to struggle, but fell into the darkness.
Luo Feng stood at the gap with a ghost head knife in his hand, and successively slashed several puppet soldiers who wanted to rush in at the gap, and every time the puppet army poked out his head, the bloody blade was cut down.
"Company commander, I can't hold it!"
But more and more puppet soldiers burst through the wall and poured in, and Luo Feng turned his head to see a brother stabbed to the ground surrounded by more than a dozen bayonets, and he let out an angry roar.
"Get out into the house!"
The two sides had already started a melee in the courtyard, and in the face of these crazy puppet troops, Luo Feng had to retreat into the house with the few remaining brothers.
The puppet army rushed forward, but grenades were thrown in the house, and it was the last struggle of the seriously wounded.
"Rush, rush in, they're out of bullets!"
The company commander of the puppet army wanted to take down this small group of guerrillas in one go, and took their heads to ask the devils for credit, so he stood behind and shouted, like a clown.
These puppet soldiers are all those who bully the weak and fear the hard, they are more hated than the devils, for their future and to ask for merit and rewards in front of their masters, they are more ruthless than devils to their compatriots.
"Squirt!"
Just as the company commander of the puppet army was shouting and shouting from behind, suddenly a bullet pierced his temple, and a stream of red and white spurted out and splashed on the wall next to him.
A puppet soldier guarding next to the puppet company commander suddenly heard the puppet company commander's shout abruptly stop, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a group of murderous people rushing along the rubbled streets.
"There are enemies ......"
The puppet soldier was just about to warn, he suddenly felt a pain in his throat, a large stream of blood gushed out, the bullet had already smashed his throat, and he fell to the ground unwillingly.
"Kill them all! Not a single one to stay! ”
The more than fifty officers and soldiers of the Flame Special Operations Team had faces as cold as ice, exuding a murderous aura that made people's hearts palpitate, and under the order of the captain Wei Qing, they held sharp blades and silently pounced on those puppet troops who were still attacking from behind.
"Huh! Clear! ”
"Ahh
The more than 50 officers and men of the Flame Special Combat Team were like wolves entering a flock of sheep, and the sharp blades in their hands flew up, and streams of blood gushed out.
In the narrow courtyard, there were so many puppet soldiers crowded, and the rifles in their hands were not as good as sharp blades, and in the face of the sharp blades that flashed with cold light, the puppet soldiers only had time to scream, and then fell into a pool of blood.
Yang Ling has expanded the Flame Special Combat Team, expanding to 50 people on the original basis, and they are divided into three parts: a sniper team, an intelligence team, and an assault team.
The brothers of these special combat teams are all veterans carefully selected from the whole detachment, and they are not only loyal and reliable, but they are all veterans who crawled out of the pile of dead, and their combat effectiveness is equally strong.
These days, when Yang Ling was training new recruits, he also conducted a week of devil special training for these newly selected officers and soldiers of the special combat team, although they were still at the most basic stage compared to the real special forces.
But they themselves are a group of veterans who have died for life, and in the face of these hastily formed puppet army troops, they still occupy the advantage of crushing.
"Behind you, someone is attacking behind you!"
When the officers and men of the special combat team attacked and killed more than 30 puppet soldiers, the puppet troops in front finally reacted and turned their guns one after another.
But when they found the cold eyes of this group of strange troops with cold faces and murderous eyes, they couldn't help but shudder.
The puppet army wanted to shoot, but the officers and men of the special combat team and their men had already been strangled together at close range, and once they fired, they would definitely kill their own people by mistake.
The puppet army, who had not yet made contact, raised the gun and aimed it for a long time, and finally had to give up shooting and join the battle group with a bayonet.
But when they joined the war group, they realized that they had encountered a strong and perverted army, each of whom had a bayonet, and each knife was tricky and ruthless, making the puppet army lose its combat effectiveness.
What Yang Ling handed over to the officers and soldiers of these special teams were the most direct killing skills, the bayonets in their hands were longer than daggers, and they were invincible with bayonets in their hands.
For a time, smoke and dust rose in the courtyard of this dilapidated farmhouse, and the blood mist was filled, and under the attack of the fierce and cunning special combat team, the puppet army was defeated and retreated, and soon died.
Some of the wounded guerrillas who were blocked in the house wanted to go out to help, but they were pushed back by Luo Feng, worried that going out would kill this group of people who came out of nowhere, it would be a joke.
In less than ten minutes, more than a hundred puppet soldiers in a company were all put down in a pool of blood by the Flame Special Operations Team in close combat, which made Luo Feng and the others who were hiding in the house and watching the battle gasp.
The remaining puppet soldier saw the corpses of his companions all over the yard, and then saw the pair of cold and bloodthirsty eyes, his face was like ashes, and he couldn't help but retreat, and finally threw away the gun in his hand with a nervous breakdown, and turned around to flee over the gap in the broken wall.
"Poof!"
But as soon as the puppet army ran to the opening, a bloody bayonet was thrown from behind him, and it accurately sank into his body.
The puppet soldier's body froze, looked down at the tip of the knife emerging from his chest, and fell to the ground with a pop.