In Suzuki's bright eyes, these two wind-like black shadows instantly left his sight and disappeared into the darkness in the distance. The Japanese soldiers who had already prepared their guns and were ready to shoot suddenly lost their targets. They opened their eyes nervously and blankly, searching into the darkness.
But Zhou Wen and Zhang Xiaoping, who were 100 meters away, could clearly see the strange movements of these Japanese.
The two brothers did not waste any time. They each took off the Somi submachine guns from their backs and opened fire on the Japanese soldiers who were still looking around.
"The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light."
This poem is suitable to describe Suzuki Ryo's current situation.
Because his black eyes indeed found the light.
The two sudden bursts of flames made him feel the light, but at the same time, it also made his already anxious heart fall into the abyss.
"Ta-ta-ta...ta-ta-ta..."
The power and coverage of two Somi submachine guns at a distance of 100 meters is no less than that of two machine guns. What's more, these two guns are still in the hands of two masters who are among the best shooters in the world today.
"Puff puff puff..." Suzuki Ryo saw that the men surrounding him were beaten to death by the bullets coming towards them. The whooshing sound of countless bullets tearing through the air made every prisoner's body covered with blood. It was cold, and the blood mist brought out by the bullet entering the human body obscured most people's sight.
I can't see the enemy, but the enemy can see me. How can I fight this battle?
The Japs who had been chopped down by Zhou Wen and the others to only a dozen or so people fell to a dozen more in just two seconds.
At this time, dozens of brothers headed by Miaohua and Zhao Xiaojin finally came and killed them. Everyone was covered in blood, most of them belonged to the Japanese, and a few belonged to themselves, just like dozens of bloody people.
Not far behind, hundreds of swords were waving, chasing the collapsed Japanese soldiers and slashing at them.
Even though Colonel Ryo Suzuki couldn't see, he could still hear the sound of those feet hitting the ground like rolling thunder.
At this moment, he still didn't have the courage and will to fight decisively. He turned around and ran away without saying hello. At this moment, his two short legs actually burst out with unimaginable power, causing a gust of wind. He ran dozens of meters away in an instant, and his speed did not slow down.
If he represented the Japanese team in the Olympic 100-meter race at this time, not to mention winning the championship, he would at least enter the top eight finals.
At this time, the remaining seven or eight little Japs were in a desperate situation, but none of them ran away. Under the leadership of Captain Horiguchi Yuki, they formed a circle on the spot. Even though several of them had trembling calves, But they were all howling to embolden themselves.
"Baga! Come here!"
"Baga! Let's duel!"
It turned out that it wasn't that these Japs didn't want to run, but that they didn't dare to run at all.
The Japanese wartime regulations stipulate that every soldier has the responsibility to protect his highest officer with his life. If they run away now, and both the battalion captain and the regiment captain are killed in battle, then not only the trial of the military court will be waiting for them, but also their The family members will also be humiliated by being punished.
Now the captain has run away, but the captain has not run away, and the captain also has the responsibility to protect the captain.
Therefore, these Japanese soldiers could only form a stabbing formation on the spot to buy time for the captain to escape.
But the question is, can the captain escape?
Even if you run at a speed of 100 meters that breaks the world record, can you still run faster than a bullet?
Colonel Ryo Suzuki, who was running in the dark night, was overjoyed when he heard no footsteps coming from behind. He mustered up the strength that burst out from nowhere and ran as hard as he could with the wind at his feet.
At this moment, he wished he could turn himself into a gust of wind and blend directly into the boundless night.
However, before he could turn into the wind, several strong winds suddenly flew from behind.
The screaming bullets caught up with his back lightly and skillfully, and made his already fast speed even faster. It was so fast that his body suddenly seemed to have spread its wings and his feet were detached. ground.
At this moment, Suzuki Ryo suddenly found that he had actually turned into wind and leaped in the air.
Then, the ground suddenly magnified infinitely in his sight, bringing boundless darkness with it - he finally got his wish, and he merged into the night like the wind.
120 meters away, a precise burst of fire knocked down the colonel officer who was about to run into the darkness. Zhou Wen had no time to draw his sword and join the battle again, because the remaining seven or eight little devils plus their rather heroic captain, He was instantly overwhelmed by dozens of cold lights that cut through the night sky.
The brothers have lost their temper, and no one will play samurai duel with the little devil anymore, hacking the ball to death with a knife.
Zhou Wen looked at dozens of brothers who were all exuding a strong smell of blood, like demons that had spun out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with murderous intent in their eyes.
With just one glance, he could see that forty brothers, including Wang Changhai, were all standing in the night wind with blood dripping from their faces.
But Zhou Wen did not dare to take it lightly. He knew that even if all of his dozens of people were martial arts masters, it would be impossible for no one to be injured if they fought out of hundreds of Japanese formations. However, it would be a blessing to not sacrifice on the spot. .
"Two senior brothers and Xiaoping quickly check the injuries of the brothers. Don't miss any one. All wounds must be bandaged with medicine as soon as possible."
Before he finished speaking, he walked up to Gao Xiaoshan, who was breathing heavily, and said softly: "Brother Shanzi, let me see your injury."
"A little injury, it's nothing to worry about." Gao Xiaoshan said easily, but even though there were countless blood stains on his face, he couldn't hide his pale face.
Zhou Wen knew at a glance that Gao Xiaoshan was in bad condition, and quickly shouted: "Elder brother, come here quickly."
After saying that, he helped Gao Xiaoshan sit on the ground and began to unbutton his combat uniform.
Zhao Xiaojin ran over quickly. When he saw the blood still pouring out of Gao Xiaoshan's leg, he immediately said: "Let him lie flat on the ground." As he spoke, he untied the backpack on his back and took out a medical equipment box.
Zhou Wen pressed his hand on the wound on Gao Xiaoshan's leg, and the prajna energy came out of his palm.
When the team members saw that Gao Xiaoshan was seriously injured, they all gathered around to check, but Miaohua stopped him with a shout: "What are you doing? Have you forgotten the battlefield regulations?"
A dozen brothers quickly dispersed and set up a cordon.
Although no Japs can be seen around now, we are on the battlefield after all, and we must remain vigilant at all times.
Zhou Mingyuan shouted: "Brothers who are injured, come here, I will check and treat you." Several Longmen Sect disciples also gathered around him, took out the medicines and medical equipment from their backpacks next to him, and immediately established A simple medical station was built.
However, the situation in Gao Xiaoshan is not very optimistic.
