The battlefield was filled with smoke. The murderous Chinese soldiers held their bayonet and pounced on the Japanese's position like ferocious tigers.
Most of the soldiers in this Japanese camp had been sent to hell by Zhao Ting and the others with explosives in the battle just now.
At this moment, other than the two infantry squads, there were only a few laborers left.
This wasn't because the Japanese soldiers were careless, but because they had been the attacking side all along. Moreover, victory was in their grasp just now, so they had pressed their forces forward.
"Quick, prepare for battle!"
The situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly. The remaining Japanese soldiers were happily packing their things and preparing to move the squadron headquarters forward.
Who knew that in the blink of an eye, their squadron's attack force would be completely wiped out? More importantly, the Chinese army had launched a counterattack.
As the Japanese squadron's executive officer shouted, the Japanese's position was in chaos. Even the handymen picked up their weapons and prepared to fight.
They only needed to hold on for a while, and the frontline command center would send reinforcements. However, the Japanese squadron leader was not sure if they could stop the counterattack of the Chinese army.
"Da da! Da da!"
The Chinese soldiers were charging forward with their bayonet, and the panicked Japanese Machine Gunners had already started shooting. The bullets sent dust flying in front of them.
"Spread out, spread out, don't gather together!”
Seeing the soldiers rushing up like a swarm of bees, Battalion Commander Wang Hai also shouted orders as he rushed forward to avoid being shot by the machine guns.
The Chinese soldiers were not fools. When they saw the Japanese firing, they scattered and used the debris, sandbags, and trenches to attack.
Zhao Ting was also carrying a Japanese 380 rifle that he had picked up and was charging forward with the soldiers.
"Bang!"
Seeing that a few of his comrades had been taken down by the Japanese soldiers 'machine guns, Zhao Ting suddenly stood up from the half-collapsed trench and fired at the Japanese machine gunners.
"Puff!"
The shot was accurate and ruthless. The bullet went straight through the Japanese soldier's head and turned his brain into paste. The Japanese Machine Gunner's head tilted and he died.
"Congratulations to the host for killing a ghost soldier. War points 50.”
"Bang!"
The muffled sound of gunfire rang out again. The Japanese's second-in-command shooter was pierced through by a bullet and fell to the ground with his hand on his chest.
"Congratulations to the host for killing a ghost soldier. War points 50.”
"Bang!"
"Congratulations to the host for killing a ghost soldier. War points 50.”
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Zhao Ting had a beginner godly sniper skill, so his accuracy was above 80%. As he continued to fire, the Japanese's machine guns were destroyed one by one.
"Bang!"
When Zhao Ting aimed at the Japanese's position again and was about to kill the executive officer who was hiding behind the bunker, he missed and hit the sandbag, creating a hole in it.
However, when Zhao Ting loaded the gun again and was about to fire a second shot, the head of the Japanese executive officer had already exploded like a watermelon. He was hit in the head.
One had to know that killing an officer from the Japanese army was worth more war points than killing an ordinary soldier from the Japanese army. However, someone had beat them to it.
Zhao Ting looked in the direction of the bullet that killed the Japanese executive officer and happened to meet the eyes of a long-faced man.
The long-faced man looked at Zhao Ting with a provocative look in his eyes. Then, he snorted coldly and loaded the gun. He fired at the Japanese again.
Zhao Ting also recognized the long-faced man. He was one of the sharpshooters in the group, and his name was Ma Liang.
Now that he had appeared out of nowhere and stolen his limelight, it naturally made Ma Liang unhappy.
Faced with Ma Liang's hostility towards him, Zhao Ting smiled bitterly. He was only at the beginner level of the godly sniper skill. If he leveled it up again, not to mention Ma Liang, even if it was placed in the entire army, it would probably be top-notch.
Zhao Ting and Ma Liang, the two original sharpshooters and the new sharpshooters, subconsciously began a contest on the battlefield where bullets flew everywhere.
As hot bullets shot out of the muzzle, Zhao Ting hit his target most of the time, except for the occasional miss.
Although Ma Liang's marksmanship was not bad, it was still lacking compared to Zhao Ting's. Seeing Zhao Ting's godly marksmanship, he quickly deflated like a balloon and could not be bothered to compete with Zhao Ting.
When Zhao Ting and Ma Liang, the two sharpshooters, fought, the Japanese soldiers suffered heavy losses.
Battalion Commander Wang Hai commanded the soldiers in the battalion to flood into the camp of the Japanese soldiers.
When the remaining dozen or so Japanese soldiers saw the Chinese soldiers charge into the camp, they were determined not to run away.
Under the command of a soldier, more than a dozen soldiers started to charge back.
"Hoho hoho!"
However, these Japanese soldiers were quickly pierced by the Chinese soldiers. Each of them had a few bloody holes in their bodies, and they couldn't be more dead.
"Consolidating our position and preparing to welcome the Japanese's counterattack!”
After taking over the enemy's position, Battalion Commander Wang Hai didn't stay idle. He immediately began to set up defenses.
When Zhao Ting and the rest had counterattacked and taken over the enemy's position, the regiment commander Zhang Lingpu had also arrived at the front line with the guards.
However, when they arrived at the front line, panting heavily, they saw that there were only 20 or so wounded soldiers left.
Regiment Commander Zhang and the others had also rushed over to support the 3rd Battalion when they saw the Japanese soldiers charging into the camp.
They had also seen the explosion at the 3rd Battalion's camp. When they rushed over and saw the mess of the explosion, the scorched earth, and the broken limbs everywhere, Regiment Commander Zhang's eyes immediately turned red.
He thought that the third battalion commander Wang Hai and the others had pulled out explosives and died together with the Japanese.
"Where's your Battalion Commander?"
Commander Zhang held back the tears in his eyes and asked a wounded soldier whose arm had been pierced by a bullet.
" Regiment commander, the battalion commander and the others have already counterattacked. The Japanese soldiers were all killed," the wounded soldier said excitedly.
"What?"
Regiment Commander Zhang thought he had heard wrongly.
"You said they counterattacked? What are the corpses on the battlefield?"
"Those were all from the Japanese. We used explosives to send them all to the King of Hell.”the wounded soldier explained.
At this moment, a brother covered in smoke ran over from afar. He didn't expect the regiment commander to actually come to their 3rd Battalion's position.
He was stunned for a moment before running straight to Regiment Commander Zhang and saluting.
"Reporting to Regiment Commander, our battalion has already taken over the enemy's position. A large number of them have counterattacked, and the battalion commander asked me to ask for help!”This brother said in a hurried tone.
"You guys took over the Japanese camp?"
Regiment Commander Zhang felt like his brain was about to short-circuit. All of this was beyond his imagination. They had been retreating all this time, and now they had actually succeeded in their counterattack.
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