The Iron Blood Marshal of the War of Resistance
17 Special Grade Archer

Kitagawa S

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"Rumble! Rumble!"

Amidst the continuous explosions, the Japanese artillery not only plowed through Zhao Ting's position, but also cleared the minefield.

The Japanese were too lazy to send engineers to clear the mines. It was too much of a waste of time, so they directly covered the minefield with artillery fire and detonated all the mines.

The Japanese's artillery bombardment enveloped the entire camp in smoke and black fog. The air was filled with the smell of smoke, and the explosion caused the temperature of the surrounding air to rise significantly.

"Kill Gaigai!"

This time, the Japanese soldiers were probably angered. As soon as the bombardment ended, they stepped on the explosion point.

They saw that the tanks could not scare Zhao Ting and the others. Instead, three of them were destroyed. This time, the infantry directly pressed in.

The Japanese soldiers who were charging at the front of the team were actually bare-chested in the cold weather. They had even thrown away their helmets and were tied with white cloth strips. Those who did not know better would think that they were here for a funeral.

"The devils are coming, the devils are coming!”

Seeing the fierce faces of these half-naked Japanese soldiers with grenades hanging from their waists, some of the brothers shouted loudly.

Zhao Ting and the others also came out of the cannon hole and quickly entered the position. The trenches had been blown up, so they could only find cover casually. It was fine as long as it could block bullets.

This time, the Japanese soldiers seemed to be determined to take down their position. When Zhao Ting and the others loaded their guns, the Japanese soldiers were only a few dozen meters away from them.

"Fight! Shoot at will!"

Following the shouts of the officers, the Chinese soldiers opened fire.

Although Zhao Ting's marksmanship was not bad, he was now an official company commander, so he stayed in his command position.

As the soldiers on the defense line opened fire, bullets rained down on the Japanese soldiers.

Although the Japanese soldiers at the front were trying to dodge, the bullets were too dense, so dodging was useless.

As the bullets pierced through the human body and the bones made a hair-raising sound, blood mist rose from the group of Japanese soldiers.

"Japanese, come on, I'll kill you bastards!”

Second Platoon Leader Yang Dashu personally operated a light machine gun, cursing loudly as he fired at the Japanese.

In the area where the machine guns were firing, the Japanese soldiers were instantly knocked down, and a vacuum appeared.

"Kill Gaigai!"

The Japanese were also very fierce. Death did not scare them away. Instead, they stepped on the blood and corpses and quickly filled the empty spot after the machine gun fired.

Seeing the hideous faces of the Japanese soldiers, all the soldiers started to shoot with all their might.

The Japanese's machine guns and grenade launchers were also firing at Zhao Ting and the others. For a moment, the sound of gunfire was like popping beans, and explosions rumbled in the surroundings.

Shouts of killing and cries of pain interweaved. People were continuously shot and fell to the ground. The battle had entered a white-hot stage from the beginning.

"Bang!"

Zhao Ting saw that all the soldiers were shooting with all their might. While he was commanding, he was also firing.

However, the ones he shot and killed were the Machine Gunners, Grenadiers, and Japanese officers who posed the greatest threat to them.

Apart from Zhao Ting, who was focusing his attacks on the Japanese, the second sharpshooter, Ma Liang, was also fighting not far away.

After Ma Liang lost to Zhao Ting, he was very disappointed. Now, he was also ordered to specifically target the Japanese Machine Gunners.

Compared to Ma Liang, who was a pure sharpshooter, Zhao Ting had to take care of commanding after firing a few shots, so he did not attract much attention.

When the battle reached its climax, behind a small mound behind the Japanese soldiers, there were three Japanese soldiers who didn't charge forward. Instead, they hid behind the mound and observed.

Under normal circumstances, if the rest of the soldiers were attacking while they hid behind, they would definitely be afraid of fighting.

However, these three Japanese soldiers weren't punished because they were special grade shooters directly selected by the captain.

Zhao Ting and the others had performed too well in yesterday's battle. Their existence was a huge threat to the Japanese officers and machine gunners.

As such, Company Leader Guitian had selected three of the best special grade shooters from the Japanese, who were equivalent to sharpshooters, to deal with Zhao Ting and the others.

These three were all experienced old devils. They hid behind the attacking devils and did not make a move. Instead, they were observing.

However, the battle was too intense. There were bullets flying everywhere, and there were moving figures everywhere in the smoke. They observed for a long time but could not find the enemy's sharpshooter.

Helplessly, the three Japanese soldiers scattered. One of the Japanese soldiers aimed at a Chinese machine gunner and prepared to lure him out.

"Bang!"

The Japanese marksman opened fire, and a Chinese Machine Gunner immediately had a bloody hole in his forehead. He fell to the ground without a sound.

The assistant shooter was stunned for a moment. He quickly rushed over to grab the machine gun and started firing crazily again.

However, before the assistant shooter could finish his magazine, his head was blown off again.

"The Japanese have sharpshooters! Ma Liang, kill them!"

Battalion Commander Wang Hai had been paying attention to the situation on the battlefield. When he saw one of his machine guns being targeted by the Japanese, he immediately knew what was going on.

Sharpshooter Ma Liang was very close. When another machine gun was misfired by the Japanese, he discovered this Japanese special grade shooter.

"Puff!"

The Japanese special grade shooter didn't even have the chance to fire a fourth shot. Ma Liang's shot pierced through his neck, and blood splattered out.

"Baka!"

Seeing that their comrade had been killed in one shot, the other two special grade assassins were also furious.

However, they did not fire immediately. Instead, they resisted the urge because they wanted to kill him in one shot.

After Ma Liang killed the Japanese special grade shooter, he searched again but did not find anyone else. The Japanese were attacking too fiercely, so he had no choice but to support the defensive line.

"Puff!"

However, Ma Liang had only fired a few shots when a bullet suddenly headed straight for him.

Although Ma Liang had a premonition of danger, as if he was being targeted by a venomous snake, it was a premonition from the dark. However, he was still unable to dodge in time. A bullet pierced through his arm, and he grimaced in pain.

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