Li Bin switched the 95-style short-barreled pistol to single-shot mode and fired a shot at the devils rushing towards the young man, hearing only a crisp gunshot sound, a 5.8mm bullet was ejected from the barrel.

  A bullet accurately hit two hundred meters away, a Japanese soldier who was shooting at the young officer on the ground, his helmet flew out several meters, and half of his head was taken away by the powerful kinetic energy of the bullet.

  As a tank driver, he is also a godly gunner. Because they need to operate the coaxial machine gun and fire at enemies rushing forward. Moreover, the Type 95 automatic rifle was originally a highly accurate weapon.

  "Ah Kua! There's another Chinese god of guns over there!" The entire Japanese army's firepower was attracted to Li Bin, and the crooked submachine gun, rifle, and dense bullets all shot at him.

  Fortunately, Li Bin was also an elite soldier of the 38th Group Army after all, and he had undergone rigorous training when he enlisted. It wasn't easy for those devils to hit him at a distance of two hundred meters.

  Li Bin crawled forward on the ground towards the young man's direction, and as he got closer, the possibility of being hit by the devils increased!

  At this moment, two Japanese soldiers suddenly crouched down, one of whom pulled the trigger, and another devil put a Type 91 grenade into the launcher.

  Seeing this, Li Bin hastily shouted at the young man: "Be careful with the grenade launcher!"

  Reminded by Li Bin, the Northeast Army officer hastily rolled over several times to get closer to Li Bin.

  A loud "boom" sound, the hand grenade exploded at the original location of the young man, a black-red flame burst out, sharp fragments like sickles cut down a large area of weeds around.

  Li Bin and the young man crawled forward, getting closer to each other. The bullets shot by the Japanese whizzed over the grass, a large area of wild grass was knocked down, the scorching bullets brushed against the two men's scalps and buttocks with a whoosh.

  "We must get rid of that damned grenadier!" Li Bin thought to himself. As he thought this, he suddenly crouched up from behind a large tree, raised his Type 95 submachine gun and aimed at the enemy soldier who was about to load a sweet potato grenade into the launcher. He held his breath, gently pulled the trigger, and a scorching bullet flew out, mercilessly blowing off the grenadier's skull.

  The devils found that "Shina God Gun Hand" shot out bullets again, so they poured their firepower on Li Bin's side once more.

  However, Li Bin, who had received specialized military training, would change positions after firing a single shot, so how could those devils possibly hit him?

  Suddenly, two machine guns turned around and blocked Li Bin's attempted escape route. The "zip zip" whizzing bullets suppressed Li Bin to the point where he couldn't even lift his head.

  "Damn it! How can these little devils shoot so accurately!" Li Bin cursed. He tried to stick his head out and fire, but before he could even expose his head, a bullet whizzed past his short hair.

  Just as the two were less than 15 meters apart, Li Bin suddenly had an idea. He wanted to switch his Type 95 assault rifle to automatic mode and hand it over to the officer.

  At this moment, fifteen devils with bayonets were less than fifty meters away from the young man! Someone had already started to touch hand grenades at their waist!

  At this critical moment, Li Bin shouted loudly at the young officer: "Quickly help me suppress the machine gun!"

  As the enemy's firepower was attracted by Li Bin, this young officer poked his head out and raised his Mauser pistol at the two Type 92 machine guns 150 meters away. "Bang bang" were two shots.

  The maximum effective range of this rifle is only 150 meters, and in fact, it's already very difficult to hit the target even at a distance of 100 meters. These two rifles, although they didn't hit the enemy machine gunner, still gave those machine gunners a fright.

  Japanese infantrymen fired at a young man who poked his head out of the road, and he was shot back behind the stone.

  Taking advantage of the moment when the Japanese machine gunner was distracted, Li Bin shot and pierced the head of a Japanese machine gunner with one bullet.

  After firing a shot, Li Bin rolled on the ground again. In the process, he switched his 95-style short-barreled rifle to fully automatic fire.

  By the time he stood up again, those Japanese were within thirty meters of the young officer!

  The situation was critical, and Li Bin aimed at the Japanese who were rushing up and lightly pulled the trigger. He only felt his shoulder slightly shaking, and the Type 95 submachine gun spat out a long tongue of flame, accompanied by a crisp gunshot. The Japanese soldier who was rushing over was hit by a burst of bullets, and sharp bullets pierced the bodies of more than a dozen Japanese soldiers who were caught off guard, spewing out a bloody mist from their chests. These Japanese soldiers fell down one after another like ripe wheat being harvested by a combine harvester. Suddenly, a pungent smell of blood filled the air.

  "Watch out for grenades!" The young officer also poked his head out and shot dead a devil soldier sixty meters away.

  Li Bin, who had switched to automatic, didn't even have time to switch back to single fire, he just aimed at the two hundred meters away Japanese replacement grenadier and pulled the trigger.

  "Rat-a-tat-tat!" With the crisp short burst of fire from the Type 95 submachine gun, a string of bullets flew out of the barrel, shooting straight at the enemy grenade thrower.

  A burst of filthy blood splattered on the grenade launcher, and the devil holding a watermelon hand grenade fell to the ground with a thud, reporting to the great god Tianzhao.

  "Ah Keh! The Chinese have machine guns!" A surviving devil shouted in terror, then turned around and ran to the back.

  Li Bin didn't bother with the Japanese deserter, first dodging the bullets from the crooked machine gun while changing magazines, then switching his submachine gun to single-shot mode.

  Waiting for the brief shooting interval of the submachine gun, Li Bin popped out and fired another precise short burst, hitting the Japanese soldier who was operating the submachine gun 200 meters away, causing him to fall on the machine gun with his head down, and a stream of blue smoke rose from the scorching barrel.

  The Japanese soldier who had escaped was still in a daze when he saw the lieutenant draw his sword and shout, "You're not worthy of being a warrior of the Great Empire of Japan!" With that, his hand rose and fell, and the deserter's head rolled to the ground.

  The Japanese squad leader waved his command sword, and more than a dozen soldiers charged forward with their bayonet-equipped rifles. Meanwhile, several sharpshooters and machine gunners who had arrived as reinforcements pinned down the young man, and under the cover of their own firepower, the Japanese troops slowly closed in on the young man's position and Li Bin's location.

  Li Bin approached the young man hiding behind a large rock and anxiously shouted, "Brother, the devils are coming up, let's fight together in a moment!"

  The young man nodded and replaced the magazines of the two Mauser pistols.

  As the devils gradually approached the two, Li Bin and the young Northeast Army officer fired their guns simultaneously. The Type 95 short-barreled rifle and the two Mauser pistols spat out tongues of flame, and the bullets of revenge shot towards the direction of the Japanese soldiers like a storm.

  This time, the Japanese, who were on their guard, all ducked down. The two men fired a round of bullets, but only hit three Japanese soldiers. The rest all ducked to the ground to avoid the whizzing bullets flying over their heads.

  The Japanese soldiers lying on the ground and those behind them kept firing at the young man and Li Bin, with bullets hitting the stones and sending out sparks that stung their eyes. The bullets fired at the ground kicked up swirling clouds of dust and sand.

  The young man had just pulled his head back behind the rock when a bullet whizzed past, grazing his scalp.

  "You little brat! There are indeed many sharpshooters!" The young man cursed.

  Li Bin, who would shoot a string of bullets and then duck his head, didn't dare to expose himself to fire. He knew that at this moment, as soon as his head was exposed, he wouldn't know how many Type 38 rifles were aimed at him, and those Japanese sharpshooters could create several transparent holes in his skull in an instant.

  The Type 95 rifle was quite powerful, but it had a fatal flaw: the sight height was too high, and when firing at the enemy, one would be overly exposed. As a result, under the intense firepower of the Japanese, the two did not dare to raise their heads to fire. A Japanese grenadier even fired a sweet potato hand grenade, causing thick smoke to billow in front of Li Bin's position, and a shrapnel grazed Li Bin's pant leg, lodging into the mud. The thin military pants were torn open, and the shrapnel left a gash on his leg, with blood flowing profusely.

  Fortunately, the Japanese army's grenade veteran was shot dead by Li Bin. This temporary substitute grenadier didn't seem to be very accurate, otherwise Li Bin and that young officer would have died long ago.

  Li Bin endured the pain and tore off a piece of cloth from his sleeve to simply bandage the wound.

  Some of the devils used firepower to suppress Li Bin and this Northeast Army officer, while another group of Japanese soldiers crept forward quietly, slowly closing in on them step by step.