Wang Xun felt that he was almost unable to breathe. He thought it was because of Feng Ji buckle, so he subconsciously wanted to untie Feng Ji buckle. As a result, he reached his hand on his neck and found that Feng Ji buckle had not been locked.

They were all nervous and their hearts were about to pop out of their throats.

Guo Yuantu, who was lying beside Wang Xun, saw Wang Xun's nervousness, reached out and patted his helmet, and whispered: "Breathe deeply, inhale, and exhale..."

Guo Yuantu spoke while demonstrating.

Wang Xun was already in a state of downtime, so he would do whatever Guo Yuantu said.

After taking several deep breaths with the company commander, Wang Xun's heartbeat finally slowed down.

But I was still inexplicably nervous, my throat was dry, and beads of sweat as big as beans kept dripping from my forehead.

After the battle, Wang Xun once asked the company commander, and they waited for a few minutes. The company commander said that it was only five minutes, but in Wang Xun's feeling, it seemed as long as five hours and difficult.

In the midst of suffering, the gunfire in the jungle ahead gradually began to become fierce.

Wang Xun's brain was still in a state of downtime, but his hearing was not lost.

It can be vaguely distinguished that in addition to the gunshots of Galand, Thomson and Bronning, there are also strange gunshots, which should be the gunshots of the 38th National Archives.

In addition to the sound of gunfire, there were screams and even strange laughter.

Especially the strange laughter kept echoing in the jungle, and it was getting closer and closer to the jungle where Wang Xun and the others were hiding.

"Ho ho ho..."

The strange laughter was like the screams of ghosts, getting closer and closer to them.

Finally, a strange figure suddenly emerged from the jungle ahead.

Wang Xun's eyes subconsciously swept over, and saw the figure wearing a grass-green striped camouflage coat and a camouflage helmet covered with trees on his head. He jumped twice and passed by Wang Xun and his company.

When passing by Wang Xun, he faintly heard the figure saying, "The Japanese are here!"

Wang Xun's heart began to pound again, but his right index finger unconsciously held down the trigger of the Galand rifle.

Suddenly, the bushes in the twelve o'clock direction in front began to shake.

The next moment, a Japanese man wearing short-sleeved shorts and a steel helmet on his head rushed out of the bushes, and the Japanese man handed a 38-large cover that had been bayonetized.

The sharp bayonet flashed in the jungle with a terrifying coldness.

For some reason, when Wang Xun's eyes swept to the coldness of the bayonet, he instantly calmed down, his breath was no longer rapid, his heartbeat recovered, and his whole consciousness became clear.

Guo Yuantu next to him noticed Wang Xun's change and turned his head to give him a surprise glance: This recruit is good!

Looking back at the front, several Japanese soldiers followed and rushed out of the bushes. In a blink of an eye, more than ten Japanese soldiers stepped into the ambush formation.

"Fight!" The special forces responsible for seducing the enemy were the first to open fire.

Wang Xun pulled the trigger of the rifle without hesitation.

The Galand rifle that was pressing on his right shoulder was shocked and a red flame ejected from the muzzle.

The next moment, Wang Xun clearly saw a blood flower suddenly blooming in the chest of a Japanese man in his vision ahead.

Although his comrades opened fire almost at the same time, Wang Xun was very sure that the Japanese were shot dead by him, and he finally killed one of them!

There is no discomfort, nor the legendary desire to vomit.

Wang Xun only felt excited, a strong excitement after killing!

"Ahhhh..." So Wang Xun let out an unconscious roar, and he held the trigger with his right index finger. The Galand rifle pressed against his right shoulder made a crisp sound of a tingling and tinging bolt.

After eight sounds of the bolt, the empty house was cut with the sound of the hall.

At this time, the comrades also completed a fire volley, and only three light machine guns were still firing.

"Stop shooting!" Company commander Guo Yuantu suddenly raised his right hand, and the last three light machine guns also stopped shooting.

All the officers and soldiers of the company, including Wang Xun, looked at the center of the ambush circle in unison. At this time, the entire ambush circle was already covered by the smoke of bullets and grenade explosions.

But after a moment, the smoke of gunpowder dispersed and the battlefield appeared.

Wang Xun looked closely and saw that the dozen or so Japanese who had stepped into the ambush circle had all fallen into a pool of blood.

Most of the Japanese were directly sieve by their dense firepower. Only three Japanese were still lying in the pile of dead people and struggling and wailing.

"Mom, mom."

"Go home, I want to go home."

"Help, I don't want to die."

The three Japanese wailed at the death, and those who heard it were sad, while those who listened were crying.

Wang Xun quickly woke up from the pleasure of killing just now, and his eyes showed unbearable expression.

The company commander Guo Yuantu had no trace of pity on his face. He pulled out a bayonet from his waist and snatched it forward, and slashed through one of the Japanese wounded men's neck with a knife.

The wounded Japanese soldier's neck immediately cracked like a goldfish's mouth, and blood soared, but he could no longer make any wail. Only the sound of gurgling sounds deep in his throat, like a dying fish.

Seeing this bloody scene, Wang Xun subconsciously touched his neck.

This scene left a deep impression on Wang Xun's mind.

At this time, two other veterans also rushed forward, resulting in two other Japanese wounded soldiers.

Guo Yuantu wiped the bayonet on the Japanese corpse twice, then stood up and gave an order: "Everyone has it, hurry up and clean the battlefield and evacuate in five minutes!"

Wang Xun rushed forward to clean the battlefield.

Guo Yuantu said that five minutes is five minutes.

Five minutes later, Wang Xun and the others cleaned the battlefield and quickly evacuated.

...

Less than a quarter of an hour after Wang Xun and his friends evacuated, another team of Japanese soldiers rushed out of the jungle.

There were more than a hundred Japanese who came this time. After seeing the dozen or so corpses lying on the ground clearly, the Japanese captain who led the team was almost irritated.

"Bagayaru! The Chinese, cunning and cunning!"

The Japanese captain who led the team was angry, but he didn't know where to chase him?

Hikachi Takahashi was also among the group of devils, and he looked unbelievable.

An infantry search group, a total of fifteen imperial soldiers, were all beaten to death in just a moment?

This is the search group that has been completely wiped out today? The seventh or the eighth one?

This is just the first day of the fight between the two sides, and it is already like this. What will happen in the future?

Hikachi Takahashi suddenly realized that this trip to Myanmar might not be so wonderful.

At this moment, from the corner of Takahashi Hiroichi suddenly felt a cold light flashing by. Is the scope?

The next moment, Takahashi Hikaru immediately rushed forward and threw the squadron leader beside him to the ground.
Chapter completed!