"Water linked beads?'
Xuan Tiewu heard it over there as well.
It seemed that none of his subordinates were equipped with this model of rifle.
The Japanese invaders were not using this kind of gun either.
Where was the gunfire coming from?
Was someone else firing? Who was it? Enemy or friend?
Soon, he could clearly feel that the firepower of the Japanese killers seemed to have weakened a lot. It seemed that there were only two or three of them left?
'Wenxiu,' Xuan Tiewu called out.
'Here!' The previous lieutenant colonel ran over.
'Someone is helping us?'
'It seems so. They are shooting from the periphery.'
'Bring me the bodies of the Japanese killers killed by others.'
'Yes.'
The lieutenant colonel immediately went.
Soon, the first body of a Japanese killer was dragged back.
Xuan Tiewu took a look and noticed something unusual. The Japanese soldier had been killed by a single shot. A shot to the head.
That was difficult!
The opponent was a very accurate marksman. The bullet had hit the head.
How could someone get a head shot in the chaos of a battlefield? It was definitely not easy. And it was also quite lucky.
Or perhaps the Japanese soldier should not have reacted at all.
The Japanese soldier had been killed without being aware of it.
'Is that Zhang Yong?'
'I'm not sure.
'His marksmanship shouldn't be that good, right?'
'It seems that his basic skills were pretty poor. This kind of headshot is definitely the work of a veteran.'
'Where are the other bodies?'
'Here they come.'
Soon, the second corpse was pulled over.
It too had been shot in the head. The bullet had split the skull in half. It looked particularly hideous.
It can be concluded that the person who shot him was definitely an expert. But it may not be Zhang Yong. As everyone knows, Zhang Yong's own individual combat effectiveness is relatively weak. It is impossible to have such sharp marksmanship.
At the same time, Xuan Tiewu also judged. Shooting the head was not intentional. It was the only choice.
It was the Japanese invaders who only showed one head.
'Kou Xingde?' Xuan Tiewu suddenly asked.
'He left with Zhang Yong,' the lieutenant colonel replied, 'destination unknown.'
'It could be Kou Xingde,' Xuan Tiewu said slowly. "Back then, Kou Xingde was the number one sharpshooter in the First Division. He fought Chen Jiongming. Back then, Wei Zuo was still the commander of the First Division.'
Suddenly, he changed the subject. "Where is Guo Qiyun? Send him here.'
'Yes,' the lieutenant colonel agreed and immediately sent someone to find him.
Soon afterwards, a captain arrived on foot, saluted, and said, 'Commander.'
'Go and find Zhang Yonghe and Kou Xingde right now. Find out what they're doing. Then follow them around.'
'Yes, Commander. What if they refuse?'
'Just say it's my order. You're there to observe and learn. Act nice.'
'Understood!'
Guo Qiyun turned and left.
He looked everywhere for Zhang Yonghe and Kou Xingde. No one had seen them.
He was puzzled.
Where had they gone?
Surely they weren't cowards hiding somewhere?
'Pop!'
Suddenly, a crisp gunshot rang out.
Guo Qiyun's expression changed. It was the sound of a Mosin-Nagant rifle. Hurriedly, he crept closer.
In the end, he didn't find anyone along the way.
Doubt.
The gunshot was clearly here...
He still had confidence in his own ears. The location was definitely not a mistake.
But...
Suddenly, someone behind him shouted in a deep voice, 'Don't move!'
Guo Qiyun quickly opened his arms to show that he meant no harm, saying, 'Don't get me wrong, I'm one of your own. Commander Xuan asked me to observe and learn.'
'Observe and learn?' Zhang Yong sneered, 'You're here to spy on us, aren't you?'
Guo Qiyun thought of Xuan Tiewu's instructions and said slowly, 'No. I really came to observe and learn. I'll only use my eyes.'
'What's your name?'
'Guo Qiyun.'
'What?'
'Guo Qiyun. Guo as in Guo Ziyi. Qiyun as in cavalry and white clouds.'
'Bend over. Follow us.'
'Okay!'
Guo Qiyun did as he was told.
He looked back.
He saw Zhang Yong and Kou Xingde.
Zhang Yong was unarmed. Kou Xingde was carrying a Mosin-Nagant rifle.
It was indeed them.
Those Japanese invaders were actually shot dead by the two of them.
Amazing.
How did they spot the Japanese soldiers?
That's the key.
Guo Qiyun considered himself a good marksman. At over 100 metres, he could hit whatever he aimed at. If he wanted to shoot you in the eye, he would never hit you in the nose.
However, in the chaos of a battlefield, it is not easy to spot the enemy at the first opportunity.
Perhaps, while you are searching for the enemy, you expose yourself first. Then the enemy shoots you dead.
Life and death are separated by a hair's breadth.
There was no doubt that the Japanese invaders this time were all experts.
In previous battles, Guo Qiyun had not been able to find a chance to strike. It was embarrassing to say.
They were not equipped with rifles. They were carrying submachine guns and revolvers. As a result, when faced with long-range rifle fire, the machine guns and revolvers were not very useful.
However, this was still not the most troubling thing.
The most troubling thing was that almost no one could see where the Japanese invaders were hiding.
The Japanese soldiers who had been killed before were completely hit by stray bullets from the machine gun, which was firing indiscriminately.
Guo Qiyun himself, however, had not had much success.
It had to be said that this was a great pity.
Zhang Yong suddenly stopped.
Kou Xingde also crouched down.
Guo Qiyun also crouched down.
After a moment, Zhang Yong continued to move.
Kou Xingde followed behind.
Guo Qiyun was puzzled and had to follow as well.
He noticed that Zhang Yong was moving in a very strange way. It was as if he was looking for something.
He was curious. But he didn't dare to ask.
Zhang Yong was convinced that Guo Qiyun was indeed following orders, so he said, 'There is now only one last Japanese invader left. Once we've dealt with him, we'll leave.'
'Only one left?' Guo Qiyun said in surprise. 'How do you know?'
'You killed three, we killed five. Nine in total. There is only one left.'
'How do you know there are only nine Japanese invaders left?'
'Of course we know,'
Zhang Yong did not explain in detail.
He let the other party guess. The question is that our Fuxing Society knows.
We are the local tyrants in Songhu. We have taken root in Songhu for many years. Naturally, we are well aware of the movements of the Japanese invaders.
Guo Qiyun: ?
He wanted to ask, but didn't know where to start.
In fact, he judged that even if he asked, the other party would not answer. So he remained silent.
Without saying a word, he followed Zhang Yong and the others as they moved.
Finally, Zhang Yong finally stopped. He had finally found the shooting angle.
The Japanese soldier was also a local ghost. He was very astute. He hid very well. Except from a very special angle, there was no way to effectively snipe from any other position.
'You see?'
'I see. But it's not lethal.'
'Wounding is fine.'
'Good!'
Kou Xingde immediately raised his gun and fired.
'Pop!'
A shot went past.
The target Japanese soldier was immediately shot. However, he was only wounded. It was not a fatal wound.
The red dot on the map did not disappear. But it also did not move. This meant that the wounded Japanese soldier could no longer move significantly. He was just waiting to die.
'Let's go!'
'You're just going to leave him?'
'Don't you have a lot of people?'
'No...'
Guo Qiyun wanted to say something, but stopped.
He wanted to say, are you sure you hit him?
Zhang Yong said, 'You already know the exact location. Just go back and get the men to surround it. The Japanese soldier is injured and cannot move quickly. Most likely...'
'Boom...'
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound in the distance.
And a plume of black smoke was seen rising. It sounded like a grenade had exploded? It was right where the Japanese soldier was injured.
'Is that...'
'You don't need to bother. The Japanese soldier has committed suicide.'
'Ah? Committed suicide?'
'Don't be alarmed. There will be a lot more of these in the future. Once the Japanese soldiers realise that things are not going their way, they will resolutely commit suicide.'
'Really?'
'You haven't encountered this before?'
'No,'
Guo Qiyun replied.
Indeed, he had not encountered this before.
Today was the first time he had fought the Japanese soldiers face-to-face.
The result had seriously refreshed his understanding.
He had never expected the Japanese soldiers to be so strong.
There were so many of them, yet they were no match for the Japanese soldiers. And there were only nine Japanese soldiers!
There were only nine Japanese invaders! They caused such heavy casualties.
The battle damage ratio was more than 10 to 1.
Fortunately, Zhang Yong and Kou Xingde acted decisively, otherwise, I'm afraid the casualties would have been even greater.
Japanese invaders are actually so terrifying.
And the secret service is even more terrifying.
Zhang Yong walked a few steps and suddenly turned back, his expression grave, 'Guo Qiyun, do you know someone called Wang Tianfeng?'
'No. Who is Wang Tianfeng?' Guo Qiyun replied with confusion.
'It's fine. It's just a coincidence,' Zhang Yong said with a laugh to get past it.
I almost thought there was a random intrusion.
Fortunately, there shouldn't be any random elements.
This Guo Qiyun is really just a coincidence of names. It shouldn't be related to the venomous bee Wang Tianfeng.
The world he came to through time travel should be primitive.
Kou Xingde asked curiously, 'Shaolong, is Wang Tianfeng a very powerful person?'
'Maybe I've got it wrong,' Zhang Yong casually covered up, "I heard that there was a Wang Tianfeng in our military unit, code-named Poisonous Bee...'
'No way," Kou Xingde was confused, "I've never heard of it?'
'It's best if you haven't," Zhang Yong responded.
Kou Xingde felt that he was a bit strange. But he quickly forgot about it.
To be sure, there was no one in the Fuxing Society named Wang Tianfeng. Wang Tianmu did exist. But the code name was not Poisonous Bee either.
'Go!'
'Go!'
He led the group back to the vicinity of the office.
Zhang Yong's expression suddenly became alert. Several small red dots appeared around them. They gradually got closer, and there were more and more of them.
Fifteen...
Twenty...
There were actually more than twenty Japanese invaders.
And this was only what the map showed. There might be more outside the range.
Damn, the Japanese invaders are really arrogant.
They are completely challenging the Fuxing Society! They are directly confronting each other.
However, when you think about it, there is nothing strange about it.
If I were a Japanese invader, I would dare to do the same.
In terms of overall national strength alone, the Japanese invaders were indeed far stronger than the Chinese.
The Japanese invader marine corps stationed in Hongkou had about 7,000 troops. This was a very powerful fighting force.
When the August 13th War of Resistance began, the National Army concentrated tens of thousands of elite troops to attack the Japanese invader marine corps of 7,000, but they were unable to take it. Instead, they suffered heavy casualties.
With such strength to rely on, the Japanese invader secret service agency could of course act tough.
Sending in a few dozen cancer cells is nothing. A few more is no problem.
'Enemies?'
'Yes. Lots of them. There may be more than 30.'
'That many?'
Koxingde frowned.
So many Japanese invaders, that's crazy.
Are the Japanese mobilising so many assassins to prepare for a major fight with the Fuxing Society?
'It should be just Japanese soldiers.'
'What the hell is the Security Team playing at, letting so many Japanese invaders out?'
'These are trivial matters. If the Japanese want, they can mobilise hundreds of people without any problem. But there shouldn't be any heavy weapons.'
'These sons of bitches.'
Koxingde cursed secretly.
Fortunately, there were no heavy weapons. Otherwise, what would happen?
If those Japanese veteran soldiers were equipped with light machine guns, grenade launchers, and so on, they would be a very formidable force.
This was also Zhang Yong's concern.
The Japanese were beginning to become hysterical.
It is not impossible that they will flatten the entire office.
It seems that it is necessary to report to the Ministry of War and Politics and request reinforcement of the army stationed in the Songhu area.
We can't rely on the security team anymore. They are not combat-effective.
At least one of the main German divisions should be transferred. Otherwise, we won't be able to control the crazy Japanese.
Wave your hand.
Tell everyone to hide.
No gunshots were heard.
This means that the Japanese have not yet launched an attack. They are still waiting for their chance.
Or perhaps the Japanese are not planning to storm the office. They are waiting outside for someone from the Fuxing Society to come out, and then shoot them.
Where does fear come from? This is where it comes from.
You don't know where the enemy is. Going outside is a death sentence. Naturally, it triggers fear.
'What now?'
'There are too many Japanese.'
'Should we ask the garrison headquarters for help?'
'Not yet.'
Zhang Yong shakes his head. This is not the time to shake people up.
The point is, the big soldiers from the garrison headquarters are useless if they come. They are not suited to this kind of battle.
Frankly speaking, apart from increasing casualties for no reason, they are of little use.
It is not cost-effective to exchange the lives of a few hundred soldiers for a few dozen Japanese invaders. Zhang Yong hopes for zero casualties.
He wants to make the Japanese invaders never return.
If they are attacked a few more times, they will give up on their own.
The problem is...
How can he achieve zero casualties?