Street fighting is generally called "urban warfare". This is because street fighting is a battle between streets and streets and houses. The locations of the occurrence are usually in cities or villages. In street fighting, the enemy and us are close to each other, and they are very cruel. Moreover, since the battle is almost mainly composed of light fire assaults in infantry and are carried out within the visual range, and the terrain is complex and unpredictable. Therefore, in street fighting, heavy weapons are usually useless, and the mobility of the troops is severely restricted; the limited vision makes observation, shooting, and coordination very inconvenient. In many cases, the combat formation of the troops is split and has to be dispersed into various units.

But the puppet troops entering Tumen Village not only did not experience street fighting, but even did not have such training. Moreover, they were attacking the side, in the open, and the resisting side hid in the dark and familiar with the terrain, which increased the difficulty and risk of the puppet troops launching military operations. Buildings and bunkers built underground are good places to hide snipers. "Before others shoot at you, you don't know who the enemy is and where the bullets come from." Unexpected ambush and unpreventable snipers made the attackers tremble and fell into panic and fearless shadows.

The puppet troops rushed into the village. After a fierce shooting, they encountered no resistance, and even saw people, they approached the street. They rushed over along the street, trying to capture the street in one fell swoop, seize a deep foothold, and then move towards the two wings, or wait for reinforcements from subsequent troops.

Just when the enemy went deep into the middle of the street, the firepower of the machine gun bullets was shot out from the fire point under the millstone. The enemy was shot head-on. The fierce cross firepower tightly blocked the narrow street intersection, forcing the enemy to suffer batches of casualties. Grenades were suddenly dropped one after another in the broken houses and the courtyard walls on both sides, and the continuous explosions cut the enemy into several sections in a row. The enemy caught the enemy off guard, and the streets were narrow, with broken bricks and tiles and corpses everywhere, making it difficult for their troops to spread. They dodge and dodge, and run around in groups to the broken house next to them.

"Bang, bang!" A few bullets were fired from some wall crack. A group of puppet soldiers screamed: "There are enemies, there are enemies!" Then they ran to another broken house. But the enemy didn't know that the "turning tunnel" built in the village was so powerful that guns sounded again in the other house. With a panic shout, the puppet soldiers all ran to the yard again. This time, several "turning tunnels" sounded gunshots, and the puppet soldiers dropped a few dead bodies and crawled out of the yard. The bullets were still shooting. Two machine guns under the large millstone suppressed the puppet soldiers tightly on the narrow main street.

The smoke at the entrance of the village was rolling, and a sudden fire burned down the wooden bridge. It blocked the enemy's reinforcements in the trenches. The puppet troops entering the village had no way to retreat, and were consumed slowly by the ambushers in the village and killed.

"Bang hook!" The gun briskly reared the seat, and the bullet came out of the chamber, and then it was blocked by its head less than 100 meters away. However, the pointed bullet did not care about the fragile obstacles and drilled directly in. After passing through a few centimeters, the bullet suddenly broke through the barrier and saw the light of day again. Some red and white liquid also splashed out.

"Bang hook!" The gunshot sounded, and a bullet pierced the heart of the puppet army officer. After passing out from behind and continuing to fly for more than ten meters, it hit a broken wall, ending its mission.

"Bang hook!" It was not noticeable in the scattered gunshots. Opposite the trench, through the flames. A wounded Japanese ended his ugly lame journey and fell heavily to the ground in the blood splashed on his back.

"Bang hook!" The monotonous and repeated gunshots, the Japanese slander's crooked machine gun stopped screaming. There was a round and small blood hole on the machine gunman's forehead, and he lay on the machine gun with his eyes wide open.

In and outside the village, snipers are exerting their personal power; inside and outside the village, the enemies have tasted the sniper's cold killing.

Damn, the enemy's sniper. Longping Daman hated this "invisible devil", and his personal feelings made him afraid of this elusive bullet.

The sniper can create an inexplicable sense of fear and pressure. There is no doubt that Meng Youtian drilled into a bunker built on the bluestone foundation at the entrance of the village from the tunnel, and used several small shooting holes to snipe the enemies outside the trench one by one. One hundred meters, two hundred meters, three hundred meters, and five hundred meters, the Japanese, puppet army, officers, soldiers, machine gunners, grenade launchers, wounded, and medical soldiers who rescued the wounded. The bodies were extended across the streets, allowing the enemy to feel the coldness and precision of "one shot, one life".

Gaba, Gaba, the wooden bridge burned out, and sparks fell into the trench, and a thicker smoke rose.

I understand, I understand! Longping Daman did not order an attack anymore, but just looked silently at the village where gunfire and explosions were still sounding. He was cautious enough and prepared enough, but the enemy was also not? Compared with the enemy's preparation, his attack obviously underestimated the enemy. He prepared for a few days, but this village may have been prepared for several years. The bunkers with bluestone foundations, the tunnels that lead to trenches, and various traps and mechanisms in the village that he was not aware of were definitely not a defensive facility that could be completed in a short period of time.

At this time, Longping Daman did not regret his repeated use of troops, and was even somewhat grateful that if he led his team to attack with all his might to occupy the village, the village might have been captured. But perhaps he had already fallen into the village, fell to the time of his complacent victory, and fell under the cold gun shot by the "invisible devil".

"Use a bomb to bomb!" Longping Daman looked at the wind direction and finally issued an order, an inhuman order. At this time, the battle in the village had not stopped, and he wanted to destroy the puppet troops there and the hateful enemies.

"Hayi!" The artillery commander lowered his head and turned around without any hesitation.

"Tong, Tong..." The shells exploded in front of the trench, and dense layers of extremely thick yellow poison gas were released. The poison gas gradually drifted into the village and turned pale yellow. Two... four... terrible poison gas was spreading, and soon enveloped the village.

The gunshots and explosions stopped, and Longping Daman secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although they were in conflict with the strict confidentiality system, they could finally eliminate the hateful enemy, right? He looked at the terrible poisonous gas that was similar to the burning sulfur smell, swimming in the village like a poisonous snake, floating, with a grim smile on his face.
Chapter completed!