The Japanese army that came to sweep was part of the former 33rd Division in Central China, and another part of the puppet army was mixed into a brigade, taking advantage of Zhongtiaoshan's victory, which was very arrogant and arrogant. The enemy had strong combat power, but because they had been engaged in formal combat, they did not have much practical experience in sweeping the base area, and they lacked rich experience in dealing with mine warfare and tunnel warfare.

During the battle in Tumen Village, Japanese commander Kobayashi did not arouse enough vigilance, thinking it was just an exception. It was a gateway built by the base area with complete facilities and tricky resistance. However, Shili Village almost had the same battle, mines, tunnels, cold guns, and traps. Even if the ground buildings were almost completely destroyed, deadly bullets were still fired from time to time from time to time in the rubble ruins in the village.

Unlike Tumen Village, Shili Village has no reservations to attack the enemy. The overhead tunnel outside the village has also been activated. The hidden shooting holes keep shooting out cold guns that cannot be defended, and the enemies who go to the wild area are constantly attacked by landmines. The increase in casualties made Kobayashi start to think about a headache. He realized that the combat mode needs to be changed to adapt to these different enemies, different places, and different resistance.

But the Japanese squad leader who stayed in Tumen Village did not have the mind and flexibility of Kobayashi. Due to the arrival of darkness and the defects of unfamiliar terrain, he had to withdraw his troops with hatred. At night, he was gritting his teeth and thinking about how to take revenge. As soon as the sky was dawn, this guy could not suppress his urgency to revenge and ordered a unit of the Imperial Army to act with him today to go into the mountains to search for the hateful Chinese thugs.

In the eyes of the Japanese squad leader, yesterday's defeat was mainly due to the unfamiliar terrain, the number of enemies was not large, and it was not a regular army, but just a vassal of the Eighth Route Army. The defeat to these Eighth Route Army made him feel uneasy. He also thought that he had a clever judgment that the target of attack was the enemy's hospital was hasty transfer, and the distance was not far away. The enemy's attack was to protect the hospital.

After breakfast, the Japanese and puppet troops were all dispatched and marched along the avenue to Shili Village. The Japanese squad leader had a good plan. When he arrived at the place where he entered the mountain, he led his subordinates to fight with some of the puppet troops into the mountain to search for the hospital he imagined. Another part of the puppet troops escorted the bodies of the wounded and the soldiers of the Imperial Army to chase the large army.

The fields in winter appear empty and bleak. The big trees are like a force to keep their spirits and try their best to stand firm, but the yellow leaves on the branches are blown off, as if they are afraid of the cold. One piece rolls on the land.

But in addition to the dry and cold climate that made the Japanese and puppet troops feel cold, there are also the sniping that is about to begin. After thinking about it, Meng Youtian made adjustments overnight. He took several good gunmen and some militias to rotate with the village guards led by Qiangzi, thus transferring the positions that restrained the enemy from entering the mountains to the vicinity of the village.

If space is exchanged for time, the enemy's baggage is not much, and it is difficult to persist for a long time. The advantageous factors of authenticity in the wild not only provide a good hiding place, but also carry out harassment and attacks, which will restrain the enemy here.

He was on duty in the first half of the night and started to take action in the early morning. After arriving outside the village, he met Qiangzi and others, Meng Youtian directed the personnel to make intense arrangements. At this time, he was resting on the wall in the tunnel, sleeping for only one or two hours a day and one night. He was inevitably sleepy.

"Brother Aritian, the Japanese are here." The four bald men, who were in charge of guarding and looking back, turned back, pushed Meng Youtian, and called out.

Meng Youtian opened his eyes suddenly, got up and poured some water out of the kettle. He wiped his face with his hands, and the cold feeling made him feel energetic. He poked his head out of the exit, breathed deeply in the cold air, and then set up the gun and prepared to shoot.

On the road, the puppet army was in front and the Japanese army was behind, like an ugly insect squirming. The Japanese squad leader rode on the back of a mule. While the large army was not around, he also enjoyed the treatment of a squadron leader with a mount. But he didn't know that it was this kind of show and enjoyment that gave him his life early.

Meng Youtian didn't know if the others were ready. When he found the target and aimed carefully, he was really worried. He was worried that some guy would not be able to hold back and would be exposed before he could hear his gunshots, and he would be shocked.

Fortunately, his worries did not become a reality, and he finally aimed his sight at the Japanese officer riding a livestock. This guy dared to blatantly here. Don’t he know his strength or a light bamboo shoot for his sniping ability?

Meng Youtian narrowed his eyes slightly, held his breath, and used a little force to pull the machine back gently. The gun body briskly turned back, and the bullet flew out of the muzzle with a scream.

At nearly five hundred meters, the cold murderous intent suddenly burst out. The Japanese squad leader was completely unprepared. Before hearing the gunshot, the bullet had already shot into his chest. The cross-engraved bullet had an implosion effect in his body, shattering countless alveoli in an instant. He seemed to have been punched hard by someone and fell from the back of the mule. As he breathed, blood was sprayed out from his mouth and nose, and soon the blood would block his trachea. His eyes began to turn black, his consciousness began to blur, and his breathing began to suffocate, and it was only a matter of minutes to become a dead person.

The enemy suddenly became chaotic, and the revenge bullets were aimlessly shot around, mixed with the random bombardment and explosion of grenade launchers. However, these could not disturb Meng Youtian's calmness, and he was looking for the next target.

"Boom!" The grenade fired from the grenade launcher made a loud noise. Almost at the same time, the rifle in Meng Youtian's hand moved back lightly. The explosion and the sound of gunfire would cover up the sound of the rifle's shooting, so it would be difficult for the Japanese devils and the Imperial Army to easily determine his hidden position.

With hatred for the invaders, the bullet shot into the chest of a Japanese squad leader with a plaster flag hanging on the bayonet. He first broke one of the guy's ribs, and then opened a blood hole for himself on the back of the Japanese without looking back, announcing the end of the trip.

The hornet's nest was so big that two officers were knocked to the ground in a row. The Japanese soldiers were anxious and shouted wildly, and together with the Imperial Army, shooting indiscriminately. Some Japanese soldiers accelerated their pace, expanded their search range, and looked for the attacker's location.

Meng Youtian leaned down and pulled away his gun. The four bald guy stepped forward to cover the lid and followed Meng Youtian to another shooting position.

Shooting continuously in one place is a taboo in the sniper's rules. Meng Youtian fired two shots in a row. One reason was that he was very confident in his concealment, and the other reason was that he wanted to arouse the enemy's anger and keep the enemy here.
Chapter completed!