Whizzing bullets tore the night into rags with visible bullet marks, and the sharp bullets pierced the bodies of the retreating guerrilla brethren, splattering blood one after another.

"Little devil, my ancestor is your ancestor!"

The commander of the third company crawled and scolded as he retreated, and from time to time he turned around and fired a shot, and his dusty face was gushing with blood, which was scratched by the fragments of the grenade.

The brothers were all panting and running, but the whizzing bullets kept hitting the flesh and making dull sounds, and many of the brothers fell to the ground as they ran, never to get up again.

The Third Guerrilla Company and the Skeleton Special Team led by Makino Kanan were beaten to the ground in just one shot, and they had to flee for their lives in embarrassment.

Behind the brothers of the Third Company, a silent black shadow clung to them like ghosts, and these little devils were scary with accurate marksmanship, and a scream could always be heard at every gunshot.

"Boom!"

One grenade after another was thrown behind by the brothers, and the brilliant flames of the explosion lifted up large swaths of rubble tiles, but it could not stop the devil behind them from catching up.

The devils of the skeleton special forces are all elite veterans, and they are ruthless, and at this moment, in their eyes, the guerrilla officers and soldiers who are running and fleeing are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, they are so weak and powerless.

Most of the officers and men of the 3rd Guerrilla Company were newly recruited, and the short time they spent as soldiers was negligible, but they did not expect to encounter such a formidable opponent in the first battle.

"Class 3, Class 4 stay with me to block the attack!"

Seeing that the brothers were shot by the devils one by one, the devils behind them were quickly pounced, and the commander of the third company, who was covered in blood and panting, rolled and dodged behind a broken wall, and the popping bullets flew after him, and the smoke and dust were scattered.

"Company commander, you go quickly, I'll stay!"

The second platoon commander also hurriedly stopped his feet and rolled over to the side of the third company commander, and threw a grenade out.

"Lao Tzu ordered you to bring the brothers back alive, remember to avenge me!"

The commander of the third company pushed the second platoon commander away, loaded the bullet, and shot at the black shadows who were leaping rapidly through the ruins.

"Let's go!" Seeing that the second platoon commander hadn't left yet, the commander of the third company yelled hideously.

"I'm going to find reinforcements!"

The second platoon commander glanced at the devils who had caught up, gritted his teeth and turned around and led the brothers to quickly evacuate into the distance.

The ghost soldiers of the skeleton special forces who caught up almost ran on an S-shaped route, and sometimes accelerated and sometimes leaped forward, and the commander of the third company fired the machine gun in a company and failed.

"Poof—"

The continuous firing of the three company commanders also attracted the attention of the devils, and the bullets flew whizzing, although the broken wall blocked most of them, but one still hit the arm of the third company commander.

The impact of the bullet at close range almost shattered his arm, and the flesh and bone slag carried out as the bullet penetrated, and the commander of the third company rolled on the ground in pain, and blood oozed from his clenched teeth.

The brothers of the two classes that left behind also seized the obstacles and walls to try to stop the ghosts who were catching up, and cover the brothers for their lives.

For a while, the gunfire was as dense as raindrops, but the sparse firepower of the brothers was helpless against these devils who were good at dodging and moving, and the devils approached in just a few breaths.

"Grenades, blow up these wretchs!"

The commander of the third company endured the severe pain and crawled up, unscrewed his two remaining grenades, and threw them over the broken wall with all his might.

But almost at the same time as their grenades flew out, the devil's grenades also fell beside them with a gurgle, some still rolling among the rubble.

"Boom!"

In an instant, everywhere in the alley and the broken wall, clusters of red light suddenly rose.

With the dazzling flash of explosion, the ferocious air wave rolled and carried a large amount of rubble and bricks, and tossed the guerrilla officers and soldiers out.

The little devils who rushed to the front were not comfortable, at least five or six devils were swept over by the raging air waves, and the blood mist was churning, and they fell into the ruins and struggled and wailed.

The commander of the third company was flipped over a few times and fell heavily into the rubble, he felt as if his whole body was about to fall apart, and the severe pain devoured his consciousness.

His eyes were dusty or splashed, his vision was dark, and he wanted to struggle, but he had no strength.

After all, he soon felt a chill in his stomach, a bayonet pierced him, and he gasped for breath, feeling his strength draining rapidly.

He was like a fish out of water, opening his mouth wide and trying to breathe, but the strong smell of gunpowder was breathing, and the cold bayonet entered his body again, and his consciousness fell into darkness completely.

The commander of the third company and the brothers of the two squads all died heroically, but they also won a chance for the brothers who were still alive.

The devil's young Samurai Makino Kanan Tetsuqing's face came out of the darkness, and he looked at the dead corpse, and his cold face did not change in the slightest.

The devils of the skeleton special team still wanted to pursue, but Makino Kanan made a stop gesture, and the ghost soldiers stopped one after another.

Across the street in front of you was the battle zone, where not only were rifles being fired, grenadiers and mortars were being used, and fireballs were exploding and fighting fiercely.

The current sortie had already cost his skeleton team a lot of people, and he didn't want to lose more manpower in vain.

"Withdraw!"

Makino Kanan waved his hand, and the agile ghost soldiers did not drag the slightest mud and water, quickly turned around and disappeared into the darkness, coming and going as fast as they came, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, the brothers of half of the company who had escaped also crawled as if they had lost their souls, and were picked up by the brothers of the second battalion.

"What's going on?!"

Wu Changqing, the commander of the second battalion, saw that the brothers under his command had fled back with a crawl, and his embarrassed appearance suddenly became furious, he strode forward, grabbed the second platoon commander who looked back from time to time with a gray face, and asked loudly with his eyes in his eyes.

The second platoon commander was already so frightened that he couldn't lose his soul, and he was stared at by Wu Changqing and yelled at him, and then he came back to his senses.

"Battalion commander, battalion commander, we have encountered a powerful little devil, we can't beat it......"

The second platoon commander thought of the brothers who died under the guns of the little devils one by one, and a man with iron was actually with tears in his eyes.

"Where's your company commander?" Hearing the words of the second platoon leader, Wu Changqing's face suddenly sank, and he followed up with the inquiry.

Wu Changqing's reminder made the second platoon commander think of it, their company commander was still blocking the back of the hall, and hurriedly stretched out his sleeve to wipe the tears that came out of his eyes, grabbed Wu Changqing and said eagerly: "Company commander, they are still blocking the devils behind, battalion commander, please save our company commander." ”

"One company, the guard platoon will follow me!" Wu Changqing didn't say much, pulled out the pistol on his waist, and rushed over with his brothers.

It's a pity that they are still one step too late, except for the warm blood of the brothers who died in battle, the devils have already withdrawn a single one.

Yang Ling, who was in front of the command, was also shocked when he heard that the second battalion had suffered such a heavy loss, and hurriedly rushed over to inquire about the situation.