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Yang Guan's hands were linked, his left hand pulled out the pull ring of the grenade, and his right hand launched a precise throw, causing the double thunderbolt to explode above the group of little devils.

The two sides were only more than 70 meters apart, and the gunfire was so sudden that they could almost see each other's faces clearly in the night.

For him, he can gain insight into facial expressions, and this distance is not an obstacle at all, and he can play freely.

Mainly condescending, throwing grenades is easy, and specialized in taking care of the crowd, as well as heavy fire and officer areas.

Under the flying of grenades, the little devil was blown up, suffering heavy casualties, and a wave of wailing was heard.

At night, the perspective of ordinary people is only more than 30 meters, and beyond this distance, the target can only be determined by the sound of gunfire and gunfire.

Yang Guan's eyesight has insight into the blind spot and occupies an absolute advantage, and the grenade has no hidden danger of sparks being exposed, causing the little devil to be beaten passively.

But the good times don't last long, the little devil was blown up by the grenade and retreated in terror, and in an instant it disappeared into the night, and the gunfire gradually stopped, but the mortar "roared" and flew.

"All of them crawled forward, quickly collected weapons and ammunition, and arranged a small number of mines." Yang Guan gave the order softly.

At this time, the first round of test-firing artillery shells of the little devil fell on the top of the mountain, more than ten meters away from the ambush area, seriously deviated, and missed the target.

Everyone in the first detachment was confused and did not understand the purpose of this order, which was really to collect weapons and ammunition?

Could it be that the little devils have all withdrawn? Or let's go to death?

Everyone questioned, but under the urging of the instructor, they climbed down the mountain, and moved slowly with a panicked look.

Everyone is afraid of death, and everyone is disgusted by such a thing as sending them to death, and even has a hatred mentality.

The team members on the peak on the right side are the same, only 20 meters apart, crawling like turtles racing each other, and they are reluctant to wade in front.

The respective instructors were furious, spontaneously climbed to the front, and faster and faster, no longer caring about a bunch of rotten people, and got angry.

Perhaps taking the lead, everyone began to speed up, and although they did not use all their strength, they no longer flinched.

The shelling of the little devils did not stop, round after round of bombardment, according to the sudden firelight to rest the shelling position, and the trajectory became more and more accurate.

Yang Guan kept throwing grenades to drive the little devil down the mountain until he reached an invisible area one hundred and ten meters away.

Shootouts evolved into artillery battles.

The little devils did not use tracer bullets from beginning to end, probably because they were worried that they would expose their positions, which was helpless in a downhill manner.

On a slope less than ten meters wide and about fifty degrees, the little devil did not have half an advantage, and it was difficult for even a decent squad charge to deploy.

Therefore, it is also a wise move for the little devils not to dare to use tracer bullets, and the only way to do so is to take artillery bombardment, and then attack.

The devils used artillery fire to extend, bombarding indiscriminately on the top of the mountain, bursting with rounds of fireworks, and sand and gravel splattered on the top of the mountain, filling the sand and dust.

Yang Guanjian's eyebrows were raised, touched by the shelling of the devil, and he remembered the scene of being bombed by aerial bombs not long ago, and a wave of anger filled his heart.

Inadvertently turned his head sideways, and saw two beautiful women lying on the edge of the mountain top on the right, with a blank look on their faces, which touched his heart more and more.

In an instant, he turned a monstrous fire in his heart, twisted the crane gun in his left hand, hooked a box of grenades with a bullet chain and slid down the hill, and his right hand still kept throwing grenades.

The line of sight extended as the body slid down, and the traces of the little devil gradually revealed in the bottom of the eye, and the grenade directly beckoned to the past.

The little devil was bombed again, and the improvised position that had just been established was destroyed, and in an instant, it turned into a big retreat, and quickly disappeared into the night.

The steep slope is relatively open, and the gentle slope extends to the south, connecting countless small peaks to Pingxingguan.

Because the terrain was relatively flat, the little devil retreated quickly, leaving more than ten corpses and evacuating in a hurry.

"Strip off the clothes of the little devils, and then use the clothes to tie the corpse into a cover, and snipe on the spot, quickly." Yang Guan slid down the steep slope and commanded softly.

The first detachment was not attacked, and the original suspicions in everyone's hearts were swept away, and they did not hesitate to hear the order again, and quickly launched their actions according to the order.

This place is less than 20 meters long gourd mouth, pebble small riverbed, all caused by mountain floods washed away weathered stone blocks, Longquan spring water flows out from this.

The little devil left sixty-seven corpses, which were very good to use as covers, ready-made human sandbags, and in an instant, they were confronted in a pass more than eight meters wide.

Lying side by side in three layers, and then reinforced with excess clothes filled with sand and gravel, a blockade line was established in a very short time.

The position on the top of the hill was instantly changed to surveillance, the position was moved forward, and the rear team advanced from the ditch to build a sniper point at the newly built bunker.

The shelling of the little devils did not stop, and they bombed the top of the mountain in rounds, once again assuming a posture of industrial bullying.

The Tamron detachment received a brief opportunity to make corrections.

"What happened before the battle?" Yang Guan questioned, feeling that this hidden danger would bring about the danger of extinction.

"Report to the colonel, it was my gun that went off......" Yin Zhen reported unimpressedly.

Yang Guan's figure flashed, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed her throat, and said sharply: "If you want to die, you can jump off the cliff, what qualifications do you have to frame the Tenglong detachment?" ”

"Click" Yang Hu and Yang Bao took aim with their guns and shouted: "Please let go of Captain Yin, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless under the gun......"

Yang Guan pulled out his katana with a "choking" sound in his right hand, and slashed the barge guns of the two with a swing.

When igniting, the wax and the light of the knife flashed away, and the "click" made two consecutive golden and iron crisp sounds, and the two barge guns were cut into scrap metal.

Collecting the katana and letting go of Yin Zhen, he rushed forward quickly, his fists ferociously slamming out.

"Ah, ahem, no, they're your cousins...... Ahem......" Yin Zhen's face turned pale and shouted hurriedly.

Yang Guan's heart suddenly changed, and the killing move that hit his chest suddenly changed direction, and the fist that hit his chest moved downward, and at the same time retracted his strength, but it was too late.

The iron fist hit the two of them in the abdomen with two "bang bangs", instantly knocked the two of them away, fell five meters away, shrunk into a ball, and screamed in pain on the ground.

This is not the last competition, but a murderous prestige, aimed at deterring everyone in the Tenglong detachment, and if you violate military law, you will die.

It's a pity that there was a shocking accident, and even the two brothers Yang Hu and Yang Bao were at a loss.

"I'm telling the truth, believe it or not." Yin Zhen looked resentful, and then said: "You don't retreat, the Japanese army used bombers to bomb, it was you who almost killed everyone, I just made a mistake......"

"What are you still doing, dragging the devil who came up from the back mountain, Lao Tzu wants her to die and understand." Yang Guan said loudly.

The cold field was not for a long time, and the relevant evidence was in place one after another, and the advance team members explained it, so that the people present knew the cause and effect.

"You didn't follow the laws and regulations, committed the following crimes, incited people's hearts, undermined battlefield discipline, and caused the Tenglong detachment to fall into a crisis, and you are not sorry to die." Yang Guan said coldly.

"No, don't kill her, I'll die for her!" Yang Hu said, staggering in pain. (To be continued.) )