"Bang!"
Just as he was about to go all out against this group of Japanese devils, a loud sound suddenly rang out in the distance, soaring into the clouds.
Then, the bullet penetrated the head of a Japanese soldier!
The man's helmet immediately exploded and his head was split into pieces.
He fell to the ground and couldn't be any more dead!
Wei Da Yong was stunned!
He watched as the Japanese fell to the ground and looked into the distance.
He couldn't even see the scene clearly. What kind of gun was it? What kind of person could easily blow up a person's head from such a distance?
It was beyond his expectations!
Bang!
Lin Xiaofan stood far away, aiming at the Japanese soldiers.
He decisively pulled the trigger!
Bullets shot out, and another person fell to the ground.
He lost his life!
Sounds of obtaining War God Points rang out in his ears.
"All orders!"
At this moment, Lin Xiaofan put down the M24 in his hand and stabbed it into the ground.
The soldiers immediately stood there.
"Kill them!"
Lin Xiaofan's eyes were cold.
Upon hearing this news, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment were like wild horses that had escaped from their reins.
All of them were extremely excited!
Carrying the gun in his hand, he rushed towards the Japanese.
There were more than a thousand people, and it was a vast expanse.
The ground was shaking as if countless horses were galloping past.
The angry roars of these soldiers echoed through the clouds and shook the world.
The other group of Japanese were also stunned when they saw this scene. They did not expect that there would be enemies stationed here.
Moreover, they had an absolute advantage in numbers!
However, when Wei Da Yong and the others saw this scene, they could not help but be ecstatic.
"Brothers, we're saved. It's the 8th Route Army!”
"It really is the Eighth Route Army!"
"It's still a group. This time, we really don't have to die.”
"That's great!"
"We finally escaped."
"The Eighth Route Army is awesome. I'm about to cry.”
“.......”
Ordinary people could not understand how prisoners of war like them had been imprisoned for three years. Every day felt like a year. It was simply a kind of torture for them. It was difficult for them to endure.
It was not easy for him to escape and see a glimmer of hope.
Then, they were chased by the Japanese and fell into despair again.
Now that they had seen the 8th Route Army, there would probably be no more problems. They would definitely be rescued.
This kind of joy from being rescued from a desperate situation was enough to make them go crazy.
However, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment ignored them for the time being. They only had one goal now, and that was to kill the Japanese.
All of them were howling like wolves, not letting any of the Japanese go.
Zhang Dabiao held a heavy machine gun and fired wildly.
As he fired, many Japanese were shot and fell to the ground.
"Run!"
"Baka, there's an ambush!"
"Retreat quickly!"
"It's the Eighth Route Army!"
“........”
The group of Japanese soldiers was also in a mess. They were originally only chasing after the prisoners of war, but they did not expect to become the prey of others in the end.
What made them terrified was that these 8th Route Army soldiers were completely different from the armies they had encountered before.
For some reason, they were all extremely excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
Fighting spirit!
There was not a trace of fear on their faces.
This was not an act at all. None of them were afraid of death. They rushed forward as if they did not care about their lives. They were fighting to be the first, as if they were afraid that their battle merits would be snatched away.
Just this aura alone made them lose their will to fight.
They only wanted to retreat. Most importantly, the weapons in their hands were exactly the same as theirs. They even had light machine guns.
Why would they bring machine guns out when they were out hunting prisoners of war?
This was basically crushing!
The Japanese did not hesitate to retreat.
However, what shocked them was that the soldiers in front of them were all extremely fierce and fast. They would soon catch up to them.
He didn't even breathe heavily!
He couldn't beat them, and he couldn't run away.
This group of Japanese was completely overwhelmed by the momentum of the Independent Regiment.
Morale was very important on the battlefield.
With the Independent Regiment's current momentum, they would not be at a disadvantage even if they were to face the well-equipped Japanese army.
Especially in the current situation, where one was growing and the other was diminishing.
The Japanese would probably be wiped out by them.
Lin Xiaofan stood in the distance. The training over the past few days had begun to take shape.
At the very least, it was vividly reflected in this battle. Their physiques had improved by many times compared to before.
The Japanese had no way of dealing with this.
He could only choose to counterattack!
However, what made them despair was that they seemed to only be slaughtered.
Every time someone raised their gun and could hit this group of 8th Route Army soldiers, they would find a loud bang coming from the sky.
Immediately after, that person was hit by a bullet from an unknown gun, and his head exploded.
He became a headless corpse!
They had completely become the playthings of the 8th Route Army. They could only be used to vent their anger, and it was impossible for them to hurt them at all.
There was someone in the distance who was constantly staring at them.
One person had intimidated all of them, not allowing them to do anything that would harm the 8th Route Army.
It was a sniper!
However, they really could not think of any sniper rifle that could have such powerful power.
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