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From the moment when the first man from Nagaki Panasonic's large army stepped into the ambush position, Dong Limao began to calculate the time silently. It took about three to five minutes to walk a two to three hundred meters long section. He quietly listened to the footsteps of people and mules and horses, and waited patiently.

A good hunter must be patient and will not easily expose himself and scare the prey before it reaches the range, or before it can kill the prey with one shot.

Dong Limao is born a good hunter. Since the first battle after the time travel, his natural potential to kill enemies has been sublimated in battles again and again. Now Dong Limao is no longer a young man who knows nothing about war. Even if he is now in command of a regiment, division, or even an army, it is no problem. The so-called growth in battle is about people like him. Although he failed the college entrance examination twice, the real hero is not allowed to pass the exam or fail the exam.

In terms of success or failure, the facts prove that he was no worse than those generals and marshals with great military achievements on the battlefield. He was in his early twenties and had never been in contact with military personnel, but he was able to command calmly, respond calmly, plan carefully, lead by example, and love soldiers as if he were his sons... Dong Limao has these advantages. The only regret is that he did not belong to this era. Otherwise, Dong Limao could become a great man who had opened his territory with his own abilities.

Dong Limao was patient, but the spy didn't even have much patience, so he wondered why the company commander didn't order the charge trumpet, especially Hu San, who was so anxious that he couldn't crawl anymore. He poked Dong Limao's arm with his hand, and put the trumpet in front of his mouth, opened his mouth, but did not make a sound, which meant to remind Dong Limao that it was time to blow the trumpet.

Dong Limao understood Hu San's meaning and shook his head gently. He thought it was not the time yet.

The people walking in the front were almost at the exit. A machine gun squad soldier guarding there watched the enemy get closer, but could not hear the charge, so they dared not shoot. They were so anxious that their hands were itchy, and their fingers on the trigger were sweating.

Almost as Inoue shouted loudly to the followers to suspend the marching, Dong Limao finally spoke:

"Must beard! Blow the charge!"

Hu San flipped over quickly, lay on his back on the ground, with his trumpet facing the sky, using his best skills, and making the trumpet louder than before.

The submachine gun in Dong Limao's hand roared angrily as soon as the charge horn sounded. Whether it was a man or a mule or a horse, under his muzzle, a stream of red blood gushed out of the bodies of those unclothed Japanese devils. Before he could scream, he had already returned to the wilderness. However, the lives of mules and horses were longer than those of humans. After several mules and horses were shot, they finally let out a few long howls, and fell to the ground and kicked their limbs, which was to relieve the fatigue of carrying heavy objects.

The soldiers of the spy company who were ambushing the road, when they heard Hu San's charge, pulled the trigger almost at the same time. They shot a whole volley like they had practiced countless times in advance. The muzzle was slightly upward, and the target was the people and mules and horses on the road. The loudest was Zhang Dali's machine gun platoon. The sound of the machine gun was very confident. Not to mention the human body, even the wide body of the mules and horses was shot through by the machine gun bullets, and the smell of blood was coming out.

When the charge sounded, all of them were as flexible as monkeys and climbed up the big tree quickly. In the scope, Wang Jiagui saw that few mules, horses and people who entered the ambush circle were shot and killed, but he saw that there were no people following the entrance and began to take weapons from mules, horses and packs, which surprised him and shouted loudly to the surrounding sniper soldiers: "Brothers! Shoot at those who are holding guns behind!" After saying that, he saw a shirtless man who took off the mortar from mules, horses and packs. Wang Jiagui decisively put the scope in the cross.

His heart was aimed at the big man's forehead and shot the big man's head with one shot. Then, a Japanese devil had already lifted a machine gun on the huge rock where Nagaki Matsushita was standing just now. Wang Jiagui shot through his chest without waiting for him to fall, and then pointed the scope at the man named Inoue. Seeing that he was shouting at the person below, he knew it was the commander Dong Limao mentioned, so he aimed the cross center of the scope at the right chest of Inoue's right shot a little outward. He saw a stream of red blood mist spraying out from his chest, and he leaned back and fell on the huge rock.

The soldiers of other sniper squads performed their own performances. Whenever they saw someone taking weapons from a horse pack, they shot them accurately. Their outstanding performance prevented the enemy from entering the ambush circle and protected their comrades who were shooting the enemy on the roadside.

A machine gun squad guarding the intersection ahead did not rush to shoot after hearing the charge. Instead, they followed Dong Limao's instructions and still quietly lie in the concealed position, waiting for the dozen vanguard reconnaissance troops who were walking over to turn back. Fortunately, the Japanese army on the road, except for a few mules and horses frightened and ran towards them, no one ran towards his exit.

After Dong Limao finished shooting a magazine, Hu San's charge also stopped. Before his magazine could fire a bullet, he almost stopped gunfire on both sides of the road, so Hu San had to take out a grenade and throw it into the road with Dong Limao.

Almost at the same time, the explosion of grenades continued to be heard in the road. Dong Limao pulled out his pistol, held it in his left hand, picked up the machete beside him with his right hand, and suddenly stood up and roared: "Kill..." Before he finished speaking, the man had already rushed to the road where the smoke had not yet dissipated, and he didn't care about looking at the position where Matsushita Nagaki and the others had not entered the ambush circle. Even if he looked, he might not be able to see clearly, because the smoke was everywhere, and his vision was not so clear. Seeing that a man who was not dead and only wore a pair of shorts struggled to stand up, intending to get the gun that fell on the mule and horse carriage on the ground. Dong Limao jumped up, and the machete in his hand was chopped down from his back. With a scream, the man's back was split from the back of his neck to the buttocks. The broken bones were cracked, and the internal organs flowed out in the man's struggle to death.

After Dong Limao killed this man, there were no living Japanese nearby. He glanced at both sides and saw that the spies even had brothers running out and chopped the undead Japanese on the road. He screamed after screaming, echoing in the valley. The entire valley was as terrifying as hell.

Hu San held a submachine gun in his left hand and a machete in his right hand, and followed Dong Limao out of the bushes. He did not see any object that could be cut and killed, so he stared at the entrance of the valley because he heard the sporadic gunshots of Wang Jiagui and others and the neighing of the horses from the other side. When he saw this, he was startled and quickly shouted to Dong Limao: "Company Commander! Look..."

Dong Limao heard Hu San's exclamation and looked in the direction he pointed, and was stunned. He saw that people who had not yet entered the ambush circle were unloading guns from horse packs in panic. Sporadic gunshots of Wang Jiagui and others were constantly ringing. Fortunately, there was Wang Jiagui's sniper squad. Otherwise, when killing the remaining Japanese, the remaining people of Nagachi Matsushita had already begun to shoot at this side. Dong Limao shouted loudly: "Heavy machine gun..."

After Zhang Dali shot a magazine of the machine gun in his hand, he picked up a machete and threw it out of the bushes. However, none of the people and mules and horses in front of him survived. So he ran towards a soldier next to him. The soldier slashed a Japanese man, but was not prepared to see two injured Japanese men carrying the scattered guns behind him. Zhang Dali shot one with his left hand pistol. As soon as the other lifted the gun, Zhang Dali also arrived and slashed the head of the Japanese man who was about to shoot. The white brain splashed on him, and some brains were also splashed in his mouth. It smelled so bad that he spitted into his mouth. He heard Dong Limao's shout, and then replied: "I'm here..."

When Dong Limao heard Zhang Dali's response, he immediately ordered: "There are Japanese at the entrance behind! You and the brothers in the machine gun platoon, take the machine gun immediately! Follow me to the Japanese side!" After Dong Limao finished speaking, he took out a machine gun from a mule and horse pack on the ground with magazines, indicating that the Japanese advance team was prepared for a long time. As long as an accident occurs, they can take weapons from the mule and horse pack at any time.

After Zhao Yong rushed out of the bush, he encountered a Japanese devil who immediately lay down after the gunfire sounded and escaped the disaster. However, the entire devil was shocked by the explosion of the grenade and buzzed his head. He was dizzy and saw Zhao Yong jumping out of the bush. This devil was like a living fish, a fish jumped and rushed from the left. Because the smoke of gunpowder was filled, Zhao Yong didn't see clearly that there was someone on the left. He only cared about chopping down a Japanese devil with a leg shot on the right. As soon as he cut off the head of the devil, the devil who rushed up on the left immediately threw him to the ground. The pistol in his left hand flew out. He wanted to turn around and use the knife in his right hand to chop down his devil. It was too late. This devil is not an ordinary person. He had learned sumo wrestling. Once he grasped his opponent, he could immediately take the opponent.

Half-dead he fell to Zhao Yong's clothes, and he would not miss this opportunity. He shouted loudly and pulled Zhao Yong out a few meters. Zhao Yong was dizzy and was trying hard to get up from the ground. However, the Japanese had already stepped forward to the pistol that Zhao Yong had taken off his hand, bent down and picked up the pistol. He just raised his right hand halfway, and before he could aim, suddenly his whole arm left his body. He didn't fall down, and turned around to see who the person who cut off his arm was. Before his head had completely moved towards the person behind him, his head had left his body and flew out, and happened to fall in front of Zhao Yong's eyes. Zhao Yong saw the chopped head, his eyes were still rotating, as if he didn't believe that his head had been separated from his body.

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