A guerrilla skirmish made a great deal of success in a short firefight, hitting the devil with at least two shots, but in such an intricate battlefield, he could not climb over to confirm the results.

As the flare went out, the bean-like battle just now suddenly stopped, because the shooting in the night revealed that the location would be miserable.

The brother, who had already fired several shots in the same position, now that the flare was extinguished, he did not bother to re-reload the rifle and hurried to the second firing position.

The second firing position was a toroidal machine gun emplacement, which had previously been a devil, and had been sent to Hades with several grenades, and sandbags had been overturned everywhere.

The bloody corpse of the devil was still lying on the ground, but it had become cold and stiff, and in the middle of the devil's corpse was the second firing point he chose.

I'm afraid the little devil wouldn't have thought that he would hide behind the devil's corpse, and he was secretly proud in his heart, and when the devil shot at him, it would be to hit their own people, and he felt happy when he thought about it.

The brother moved swiftly like an ape, sprinting through a gap and then leaning against a wall and panting, but the devil did not move.

But he knew that in the darkness not far away, there were at least a dozen rifles with muzzles aimed at this side, and any movement might attract bullets from the little devils.

The brother moved to his second firing position without any danger, refilled the rifle with bullets, and gently loaded the rifle against the corpse of the devil in front of him.

As soon as he himself settled down, another transferred guerrilla officer also came out of the darkness with his waist and prepared to ambush in the ruins on the left.

Just as the guerrilla brother lying in the pile of devils' corpses was about to make a gesture to the companion who had moved to the vicinity, suddenly a dark shadow suddenly jumped out from the side.

The shadow was fast, like a ghost, and approached the moving brother, covering his mouth with one hand, and the cold blade in the other hand had already slashed against his neck.

Seeing a fountain of blood erupting from his brother's neck, the officer and soldier who was hiding in the guerrilla immediately turned red, gritted his teeth, and watched as ghostly black shadows emerged from the darkness and then spread out and infiltrated behind their positions.

Even the most recent ghost soldier of the Skeleton Special Forces team walked past this guerrilla officer and soldier hiding in the pile of corpses, and glanced at the corpses on the ground.

But the skeleton devil didn't realize that the guerrilla lying in the pile of corpses and pretending to be dead was actually alive.

When all these devils disappeared into the darkness, the tear-stained brother got up from the ground and hurried in the direction of his squad leader to report the new situation.

And this section of the defense area where he was located was eerily quiet, and the more than ten brothers who fought side by side with him were quietly killed by the people infiltrated by the devils.

Looking at the brothers in the shooting positions they passed by, they fell to the ground in various positions and lost their lives, and the living brother was already in tears.

In just a few moments, the brothers of a class were left alone, and when he touched the position of the squad leader, there was a bloody hole in his squad leader's chest, and blood was gurgling outward.

The people infiltrated by the Devil Skeleton Special Force were very strong, and they killed the guerrilla officers and soldiers lurking everywhere without moving their expressions.

But they still missed a single person, and this was enough to pose a deadly threat to them.

"Company, company commander, our line of defense has been infiltrated by devils......" The brother stumbled to the position of the company commander, choked up and reported the situation.

"How many people!" The company commander was taken aback when he heard this, and hurriedly asked.

"Dozens." The brother didn't see exactly how many devils there were, and estimated that there were about a few dozen.

The company commander immediately became angry: "Why didn't your squad stop them!" ”

"I... Our class had all been killed, and I was scared and didn't dare to move......" The brother bowed his head in shame as he spoke.

He watched his brother have his brother's neck wiped off by the infiltrated devil, and he was shocked at first, then terrified.

Although he had already killed a few devils on the battlefield, in such an isolated situation, he chose to be quiet and play dead, he didn't want to be killed too.

Whether it is a veteran or a new soldier, the fear of death is innate, and no matter how powerful a person is, he will be afraid of death.

"You bastard!" The company commander kicked the brother who came back angrily, and scolded a little hateful that iron is not made of steel.

"Don't be angry, it's all your own brothers." The deputy company commander saw that the company commander was angry, and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the kicked brother up from the ground.

The deputy company commander patted the brother on the shoulder and said, "You are taking a break in the fingers, and I will send someone else to take over your position." ”

Soon, the brother who came back to report the news was taken to the next room, and the company commander was still angry on his face: "How can there be such a greedy and fearful of death under Lao Tzu's subordinates, shame!" ”

The deputy company commander persuaded him: "It's already rare for him to come back to report the news, in the face of dozens of devils, it's normal for people to spare their lives, don't blame him too much, now this devil has infiltrated the back, we have to quickly plug the gap." ”

Hearing the words of the deputy company commander, the company commander shouted angrily outside: "Communication soldiers, transfer one squad from the first platoon commander and one squad from the second platoon, and seal the mouth for me!" ”

"You stay here to command, I'll go to Captain Wei, this infiltrated devil actually killed one of my brothers in the class quietly, I'm afraid they have to take action to clean it up." After the company commander finished speaking, he drilled out of the hidden part of the company.

Soon, Wei Qing, the captain of the Flame Special Operations Group, who was hiding nearby looking for fighters, got the news, he didn't think that there were really devils who dared to come over to die, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer.

Immediately, the officers and soldiers of the Flame Special Operations Brigade, who were hiding in the dark, took action, and they took weapons and covered the past from behind the devil's infiltration troops.

And these devils led by Makino Kanan have infiltrated the combat zone and are heading towards the north of the city, preparing to kill the headquarters of the guerrilla forces.

The mobile sentries and secret sentries arranged by the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas along the way were almost invisible under the eyes of the top soldiers of the skeleton special forces, and their necks were wiped off one after another.

When the devil's skeleton special team smoothly touched the guerrilla headquarters, they didn't know that a group of killing gods had quickly followed from behind them.

Zhang Hai and Wu Hao of the sniper group followed the officers and soldiers of the Flame Special Operations Brigade to chase them out of two streets, and then quickly got into a bombed-up yard, climbed onto the roof, racked up their guns, and prepared to support the battle that might arise at any time.