Seeing this, Chen Ziming's eyes flashed and he thought for a while.
However, before he could think of anything.
At this moment.
Shunliu, who had been quietly following Chen Ziming and the others, suddenly became anxious. He opened his mouth wide, wanting to shout something.
Chen Ziming was quick to react and noticed his situation. He reached out to cover his mouth and shouted in a low voice,"What happened?"
"Sister, brother-in-law!"”
Chen Ziming looked in the direction of his finger and saw a man and a woman in a house that was on fire. They were in a sorry state and were trying to escape in panic.
A few Japanese people laughed and pointed at them, blocking the door and not letting them out.
After understanding the situation, Chen Ziming patted Shunliu's shoulder twice to calm him down.
Then, he gestured to the other two teams and waved his hand forward.
Da da da da…
Da da da da…
The special forces soldiers opened the safety of their M3 submachine guns and fired bullets at the Japanese.
The M3 submachine gun was reliable and portable. More importantly, its bullets had a large caliber and high lethality.
It could fire up to 500 rounds per minute. Although it could not compare to the 900 rounds per minute of the other Bobossa submachine gun, it was definitely enough to kill the Japanese.
In just three seconds, the Japanese were all dead.
"Baka!"
The rest of the Japanese screamed in fear and hurriedly looked for cover to counterattack.
The Japanese's combat skills were indeed impressive. They were much better than many of the domestic troops.
However, this time, they encountered the special forces that Chen Ziming had carefully built!
The marksmanship of the special forces soldiers was extremely accurate. Although they were using M3 semi-automatic submachine guns, which had a fast firing rate, they could suppress the enemy with just firepower.
However, every Japanese soldier who was shot was a critical part of their body.
If it wasn't his head or his heart, he would be killed almost immediately.
Seeing that more and more of his men were dying and that he was defenseless, the Nakasa Ghost was very frightened and panicked.
He kept urging the Japanese to fight back, but he found a direction and quietly wanted to slip away from other places.
Bang!
A bullet hit the side of his head. The middle-aged man immediately shivered, and his pants could not help but be wet.
"Use this."
Chen Ziming picked up a 38-foot gun from the corpse of the Japanese and handed it to Shunliu to replace his shotgun.
"Three points and a line. The sight hole, crosshair, and the target are in a horizontal line. When aiming, the crosshair is aimed at the middle of the target, and the edge of the chest ring target's tenth ring is slightly exposed.”
Chen Ziming slowly helped to adjust the position smoothly." Yes, that's it. Alright, you can shoot now."”
Upon hearing this, Shunliu pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang!
The bullet spun in the air and hit Nakasa's head.
"Hey, I hit it!" Shun Liu shouted happily.
"Mm, not bad!"
Chen Ziming praised with a smile and shouted to the special forces soldiers,"Annihilate all the devils, leave no one alive."
"Yes, sir!"
The special forces soldiers replied in unison, the submachine guns in their hands continuously reaping the lives of the Japanese.
The battle did not last long.
The special forces soldiers had taken the initiative. Coupled with their advanced weapons and equipment, they took down the squadron without a single person being injured.
Chen Ziming ordered the special forces soldiers to clean up the battlefield to prevent any fish from escaping the net. On the other hand, he ordered the people to put out the fire.
During this period, some militia and civilians also discovered the situation and spontaneously came out to put out the fire.
After putting out the fire, the surviving villagers learned that Chen Ziming and the others were bandits from Qiyun Stronghold.
Not only were they not afraid, but they were also very enthusiastic as they gave them food and water.
Because the Qiyun Stronghold bandits had a particularly good reputation, they never robbed the villagers, only the devils. They were called Liangshan heroes.
Chen Ziming did not reject the villagers 'enthusiasm. Both sides fought.
At this time, the person who knew about Chen Ziming was the chief of Qiyun Stronghold.
The village chief walked out from among the villagers and bent his knees in front of him. He begged,"Chief, please take us in.”
The other villagers also shouted,"Please take us in, Chief."”
Chen Ziming didn't think much about this problem and agreed. He asked the villagers to tidy up their luggage and go back with him immediately.
Firstly, these villagers were already at their wits 'end.
This was because a squadron of Japanese had died here. Although the crisis had been resolved, it would definitely attract more Japanese. If they stayed here any longer, they would die.
Secondly, his Qiyun Stronghold also needed to develop.
Although most of the 600 people in this village were old, young, and women, and only a small portion were young and middle-aged, Qiyun Stronghold needed a group of laborers to do some chores after the training, such as cooking and washing clothes.
On the other side, after seeing that his sister was not injured, he heaved a sigh of relief and walked to Chen Ziming."Chief…Chief, I want to join your army and fight the Japanese like them!”
As he spoke, he pointed at the special forces members at the side.
Oh? He wanted to join his own special forces.
Hmm…this was a good thing!
Sharpshooters couldn't be ridiculed.
"You want to join my army to fight the Japanese?" Chen Ziming smiled. You have to think carefully. My army is not an ordinary army. Training is very tiring!”
"It's alright, Chief. I'm not afraid of being tired!"”
"Alright, since you think so, you can train with my special forces tomorrow." Chen Ziming smiled.”
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