Chapter 28: Capture Cao Jizhen! Brothers, hold on! Autumn
Upon discovering the signal from the searchlight on the city tower, Zhang Mingyu shouted while holding his submachine gun: "Brothers! Charge!" The soldiers hiding outside the city walls jumped up and rushed towards the gate of Caoji Town.
The clamor startled the devils inside the city, and when those devils hastily put on their clothes and rushed out of the barracks, they triggered one after another the landmines buried outside the barracks, causing blood and flesh to splatter everywhere.
Two Czech-style light machine guns set up outside the enemy barracks let out a roar, dark red bullet holes whizzing into the enemy ranks, the special soldier's submachine guns also exerted great power, spitting out tongues of fire, knocking down the devils who rushed out of the barracks in a flurry.
Large groups of warriors rushed into the city, and for a time, Cao Jizhen Town was filled with gunfire and explosions. The pseudo-army soldiers and security team soldiers were blown up by landmines one after another. To deal with these guys who had little combat experience, basically every landmine could eliminate more than ten pseudo-army soldiers. The special forces warriors hiding outside the barracks threw a hand grenade, then swept through with submachine guns, and batch after batch of pseudo-army soldiers were knocked down like wheat by bullets.
The rest of the pseudo-army saw that things were not going well, and they all knelt on the ground, throwing away their rifles and hand grenades. Some pseudo-army soldiers tried to escape from Cao Jizhen and report back to the devils in Mengcheng.
The pseudo-army attempting to escape was unable to succeed, Zhang Haisheng had been hiding with dozens of interceptors outside the city for a long time. When a pseudo-army soldier rode out of the city on horseback with a group of soldiers, Zhang Haisheng decisively aimed at that pseudo-army officer and pulled the trigger.
A gunshot rang out in the darkness with a "bang", and the fake military officer fell off his horse.
The fake army behind was running around, and one of the faster ones was knocked to the ground by a blocking hand with a single shot. The rest of the soldiers were firing wildly into the darkness, and the new recruits began to fire intensively at these fake soldiers. Although they were new recruits, their marksmanship was not bad, because during training, Zhang Mingyu did not skimp on ammunition, and each person could conduct live-fire training every day. Because Zhang Mingyu knew that if you spare the children, you can't wrap them in wolf skin, although the current bullets are very precious, but compared to the lives of the soldiers, they seem insignificant.
Soon after being killed and wounded by the warriors, the remaining pseudo-military soldiers were so frightened that they did not dare to escape, and they knelt on the ground, dropped their weapons, raised their hands, and surrendered to the independent regiment warriors who surrounded them from all sides.
Inside the town government, the fake mayor grabbed the phone and shook the handle repeatedly, but no matter how many times he shook it, it was useless. The telephone lines had been cut off by the special forces soldiers who had infiltrated the city. As the sound of gunfire grew denser outside, he became more and more anxious, with beads of sweat dripping to the ground.
In the town center, the devils were beaten back and retreated into their barracks. From the second floor window of the barracks, two crooked machine guns protruded, spewing out two streams of firepower that sealed off the entrance. Dark red bullet holes darted through the darkness as the machine gun bullets whizzed by, suppressing the special forces soldiers outside the door to the point where they couldn't even lift their heads.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, a group of devils carrying Type 38 rifles with bayonets charged over, but were beaten back by a burst of grenades from the soldiers. Although the special forces soldiers couldn't expose their heads to fire at this time, the hand grenades still played a huge role. Just as the Japanese devil machine gunner was wildly sweeping downwards, suddenly "whoosh" a bullet of revenge whizzed over. A machine gunner's head slumped onto the machine gun, and white brain matter and dirty blood splattered on the scorching hot barrel.
Another "zip" of a bullet came and another devil machine gunner also fell to the ground.
Two devil's deputy shooters filled the gap, and as soon as the machine gun spat out flames, it was immediately smashed by Zhang Haisheng and another blocker outside, with one head knocked to the ground and lying on the gun.
The devils behind pushed open the corpses and replenished their machine gun positions, but were soon killed by two blockers.
Zhang Haisheng and several blocking hands calmly fired one shot at a time, knocking down the devils who came to operate the machine gun one by one, and more than ten corpses with exploded heads lay around the two twisted machine guns.
Using the Mosin rifle, Zhang Haisheng and the snipers were invincible within 800 meters. Originally an excellent marksman, Zhang Haisheng became even more formidable with the scoped Mosin.
Machine gun fire was suppressed, and the submachine guns in the hands of special soldiers played a huge role in close combat. The soldiers rushed into the enemy camp like a tiger out of its cage, with new recruits following behind them. In the darkness, the submachine guns flashed with bright lights, and the devils who dared to intercept were cut down like scallions.
A Japanese sniper fired a shot from the window, hitting one of the new soldiers who were charging forward, while another soldier had already rushed over. The Japanese didn't even have time to pull the bolt before seeing a smoke-emitting grenade flying in through the window. The soldier who threw the grenade shouted loudly: "Fuck your grandma, you little devil! Whoever kills my brother will be killed!" A loud explosion! The Japanese was blown out of the window with his face completely disfigured, but the soldier still wouldn't let him go, stabbing at the corpse with the bayonet on his rifle and shouting: "Fuck your grandma! You killed my brother! I'll stab you to death!"
Special soldiers and new recruits rushed into the camp, in the face of dense close combat firepower, the devils fell down in batches under the guns of the warriors like weeds.
Iron Bull hugged a Czech-style machine gun and charged at the devils like a fierce tiger, firing his machine gun wildly at them. More than ten devils were shot down by him in total. After he finished shooting one clip of bullets, a devil suddenly pounced on him from the side. Iron Bull didn't have time to replace the magazine of the Czech-style machine gun, so he threw away the machine gun and drew his big knife from his back to slash at that devil.
Iron Bull's massive body dodged nimbly, and the bayonet-wielding ghost soldier stabbed at empty air. Before he could even retract his bayonet to stab again, a loud roar erupted from the burly man in front of him, and a large blade came crashing down towards the ghost soldier's head.
A flash of cold light, blood splattered, and the devil's head flew out several meters away.
Tie Niu suddenly shouted: "Master, I got another piece of beef!" It turned out that Tie Niu didn't smoke or drink, but he loved to eat meat, especially beef. Before the battle, Zhang Mingyu joked with him, saying, "If you kill a devil, I'll reward you with a piece of beef." As a result, Tie Niu took it seriously and killed devils as easily as slaughtering pigs or cattle.
Another devil behind him thrust a bayonet, Iron Bull grabbed the rifle that was thrusting and pulled it with force, almost pulling the little devil into his own arms. Immediately afterwards, Iron Bull chopped down at the back of the devil's neck with one knife.
At such a close distance, a stench of polluted blood spurted out from the headless corpse and splashed onto Tie Niu's face. He pushed the enemy's corpse away, and the headless body fell heavily to the ground, with blood still gushing out wildly. The two devils behind charged forward together, bayonets at the ready. But then came the sound of "crack crack", two shots rang out; both devils fell to the ground simultaneously.
Brothers, cheer up! Your support is the driving force of autumn wind! Cheer up! Shake off that guy who's chasing us from behind! Recommend, member click, collect! Come on, big guys!

