Are you a spy? Killing the enemy is too cruel.

Chapter 376 Kill! Kill as much as you can! Fight to the death!

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

As soon as the gunshots rang out, the Japanese special forces who were on guard everywhere had blood mist bursting from their heads and fell to the ground and died.

"Baga, there is an enemy attack. Maintain a defensive formation and buy time for your companions."

The commander of the Japanese special forces team gave the order, and at the same time, the muzzle of the submachine gun in his hand was leaping with flames, and countless bullets fired towards Ye Feng.

After a somersault, Ye Feng avoided the Japanese firepower and continued to pull the trigger.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.

Several more Japanese special forces were shot in the head. The Japanese captain became anxious and ordered people to throw grenades again.

"This is the moment I've been waiting for!"

A curve appeared on Ye Feng's lips, revealing a sly and complacent smile, and the muzzle of the gun was slightly raised.

When the Japanese devils threw a grenade, they had to raise their arms, and the palm holding the grenade would also reach the highest point.

What Ye Feng wants to capture is this moment of opportunity.

"Suddenly..."

Three seconds later, Ye Feng changed the single-point shooting mode of the submachine gun to a more violent horizontal sweeping mode.

In an instant, the Japanese soldiers who were throwing melon grenades suffered great disasters one after another.

They have grenades in their hands, but they haven't used them yet.

It has been set off by Ye Feng.

The melon grenades in their hands exploded instantly. In an instant, the arms of the seven devils were blown into pieces on the spot.

Then the huge impact of the explosion turned the seven devils into a pile of bloody and rotten flesh.

At the critical moment, if the Japanese squad leader had not crawled sideways, he would have been affected and killed.

"Speed, climb faster, we can't stop them!" the Japanese squad leader shouted anxiously.

Just as he was shouting, Ye Feng continued to approach, and with a big leap, he rushed directly into the Japanese's temporary defense position.

The Japanese soldiers around reacted very quickly and immediately turned their guns around.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of intense submachine gun fire rang out, and thick smoke rose from the muzzle. Ye Feng was still alive, but several Japanese soldiers next to him were dead.

Even the Japanese squad leader of the special forces was shot in the head by Ye Feng. His skull was blown open, and his brain and blood were splattered all over the ground. He died a horrible death.

"Is there anyone else coming up here to die?"

Ye Feng collected several grenades from the corpses nearby, pulled the safety pins of all of them, swung his arms, and threw all the grenades out.

"boom……"

The dozen or so Japanese soldiers who had just climbed up the ropes with difficulty were hit by precise explosions. They were blown into the sky one by one. Two unlucky ones were even knocked over by the shock wave of the blast and fell off a hundred-meter cliff, where they were smashed to pieces.

The sudden change above scared the other Japanese soldiers who were still trying to climb up step by step.

Wouldn't they be sitting ducks if they were hanging in the air?

Ye Feng was not a womanizer. He wanted to kill him while he was sick. He lowered the muzzle of his submachine gun and launched the most deadly attack at the group of Japanese soldiers who were swaying on the ropes.

"Open fire, open fire, and suppress that Chinese guy!" The Japanese squadron leader in charge of command issued the combat order.

There is a layer of white gas protecting Ye Feng's body surface, which can withstand the impact of bullets from the Japanese rifles.

But when it hits the body, the pain can be unbearable.

The feeling was as if someone was driving nails into the skin one by one. It was not fatal, but very uncomfortable.

After killing several Japanese devils, Ye Feng had to retract his head to avoid the bullets coming from below.

Ye Feng did not break the ropes. He lay down in front of the rock and just fired his submachine gun.

No need to see with your eyes.

Taking advantage of his "eye in the sky", he kept firing the submachine gun in his hand.

The Japanese soldiers below suddenly let out screams of ghosts and wolves howling, and hid in the hidden places of the mountain, not daring to show their heads.

"These devils are either specially trained special forces or the most elite combat veterans. They must be dealt with!"

Ye Feng was very decisive, and he would not stop until all these hundreds of Japanese devils were killed.

He leaped forward, pulled a rope, and descended rapidly.

His movements were even faster, more graceful, and more deadly than those of the Japanese special forces...

"Bagayalu, he, he rushed down!" A Japanese soldier noticed something strange about the rope.

"boom!"

A bullet pierced his forehead. When dozens of Japanese soldiers around him reacted, a grenade emitting thick smoke fell in.

"boom!"

In the narrow hiding place on the mountain wall, there was suddenly a dazzling fire, accompanied by a thick smoke rising, and dozens of Japanese soldiers were either dead or injured.

At this moment, Ye Feng fell to the ground from a height of more than ten meters with a heavy weight of a thousand pounds. His feet slammed heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

When they saw Ye Feng, full of murderous intent, rushing down from a high place into the valley, the Japs who had originally planned to fight from behind all trembled in their hearts, their nerves tensed, and they felt an indescribable feeling of depression and suffocation.

"Damn Chinese, he's just one person, why would he scare me, the elite of the Great Japanese Empire!"

Faced with the unwillingness of the Japanese devils, Ye Feng was indifferent and disdainful, like a door going down the mountain, and he began to charge alone.

Just as Ye Feng continued his killing spree.

On the front battlefield.

A bloody struggle of flesh and blood is unfolding.

In less than twenty minutes, the river beach and mountain positions were covered with bloody corpses.

The heavy artillery and grenades of the Japanese division bombed the land within a radius of several thousand meters beyond recognition. Dazzling flames and thick smoke rose into the sky, and the whole world was filled with the tragic wails of death.

The deaths of more than a thousand people turned the battlefield into a river of blood and devastation.

The battle continues.

More and more people are dying.

The densely packed Japanese devils, like madmen who were not afraid of death, were still rushing towards the positions.

The anti-Japanese armed fighters were also blood-thirsty. They stayed at their positions and refused to retreat under the horrific artillery bombardment.

At this moment, they are no longer nervous and frightened recruits, and they continue to fight back the enemy.

They used their young lives and their flesh and blood to build a solid Great Wall.

"Pfft~~"

A machine gunner who was frantically pulling the trigger and shooting at the Japanese devils was hit in the forehead by a stray bullet and died in a pool of blood.

The machine gun fell to one side, and the next second, another soldier immediately took over, straightened the machine gun with both hands, and continued shooting and killing the enemy.

In the trench not far away, a stray bullet with great power exploded violently in the surroundings.

More than a dozen soldiers were killed or injured in the explosion, and a gap appeared in the position.

Without waiting for the commander's order, other soldiers rushed up quickly to fill the gap in defense.

These extremely tragic battle scenes were repeated in various places on the battlefield.

The brave and fearless soldiers used their blood and flesh to defend their positions and block the enemy's offensive charge.

It was precisely because of these soldiers who sacrificed their lives and shed their blood and vowed to never retreat, and because of their successive battles, that they were able to hold their positions even when facing an enemy that was twice their number, and even when facing heavy artillery fire, and did not allow the arrogant and domineering Japanese 12th Division to cross the line.

This is at the foot of Woniu Mountain.

River beaches, mountains and other places have completely turned into a meat-grinding scene that resembles "hell on earth".

The blood from countless corpses dyed the earth a shocking and eerie scarlet color.

"Comrades, we will kill the enemy today!"

As the commander of several thousand men, Zhou Qingshan showed no fear. He fired his rifle while roaring:

"The country is at the critical moment of life and death. Every Chinese man should fight hard for the country, for the nation, and for the millions of ordinary people behind us. As long as we are alive, we will be there!"

"Today, we have no choice but to fight to the death!"

At that moment, thousands of Chinese men who were fighting shouted in unison, and the sound of killing reached the sky:

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death! Fight to the death!"