Although this Japanese devil has learned simple first aid in battlefields, he has only learned a little bit of the basics.

At this moment, Yang Yun's shot almost hit the thigh bone of the Japanese Captain. Therefore, the Japanese had been working hard for a long time and almost cut a big bloody hole on his squadron leader's thigh without even finding the bullet.

Blood kept flowing out of the wounds of the Japanese Captain's thigh, almost flowing all over the floor. At this moment, there were no bleeding-stop pincers, and no blood supply devices or blood bags.

Gradually, beads of sweat as big as soybeans oozed out of the Japanese devil's forehead, and his anxiety and nervousness gradually eroded his mind.

He knew that if he continued to delay like this, even if he could help the squadron leader remove the bullets from his thigh, his squadron leader might have an accident due to excessive blood loss.

Therefore, the Japanese dared not delay any more and immediately accelerated their movements.

But this happened, the Japanese captain was punished.

You know, his thighs were not given anesthetics. With every cut, he was heart-wrenchingly painful because he was afraid of affecting the subordinate to help him take out the bullets. So he didn't even dare to scream, so he could only grit his teeth and thrust. Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth had been bitten and a trace of red blood oozed out.

If it weren't for the two other Japanese who helped him press his thighs and body, he might have broken free.

But even so, his body still trembled and struggled, and his sweat had already soaked his military cap and military uniform.

He almost fainted in pain several times, but in the end he was awakened by the pain.

If he had known that he would have suffered such torture, he would have agreed to his subordinates to help him get the bullets.

But the operation was halfway through, and if it stopped halfway, his previous sin would be in vain.

Not only that, the wound on his thigh was also bigger because the Japanese under his command used the knife.

Finally, after a few more minutes, the Japanese finally took out the bullet that shot into the Japanese Captain's thigh, and then he exclaimed as if he had won a big victory.

"Captain, I have already taken out the bullets for you!"

It was only when he turned his head and cast his gaze at him that he realized that at some point, his squadron leader had fainted from pain.

He looked down again and saw that the part where his squadron leader was shot in the thigh had been opened by him without realizing it, with blood dripping and bloody flesh.

He didn't dare to delay any more, so the Japanese began to help his squadron leader apply medicine and bandage the wound.

But the wound of this Japanese captain has now changed from a gunshot wound to a knife wound...

While the Japanese were helping their squadron leader get bullets and treat wounds, Yang Yun was constantly hunting his targets, and almost every target was a grassroots officer of the Japanese.

Yang Yun also implemented his previous style, not killing, but only hurting.

However, the results achieved in this way are greater than killing them.

Not to mention that all the Japanese officers were injured, just saying that so many Japanese soldiers would drag down the other two or even three times the Japanese soldiers to lose their combat effectiveness, which invisibly weakened the Japanese's threat to their positions.

Because of Yang Yun's special tactics, and the brothers of the New First Regiment all have superb marksmanship and strong combat power, it would be more difficult for the Japanese to open a breakthrough from them than climbing to the sky.

The 303rd Regiment has the artillery support from the New First Regiment Artillery Company and the support of some officers and soldiers of the 113th Division, and it is also a fan of the Japanese's conspiracy to open a breakthrough from them.

As for the 113th Division's position, because they sent some troops to support the 303rd Regiment, and their supplies were relatively scarce and their combat effectiveness was far inferior to the 303rd Regiment and the New Regiment, the Japanese turned around and regarded their place as a breakthrough.

If Sun Li, the commander of the Artillery Company of the New First Regiment, discovered the Japanese's intentions in time and turned the artillery fire support, I was afraid that under the Japanese's crazy attack at all costs, it would be possible that they would have opened a breakthrough from them.

But even so, the 113th Division's position is still in danger.

The Japanese seemed to have fallen into madness, and at this moment they were constantly charging towards the artillery fire of the artillery company and the guns of the officers and soldiers of the 113th Division.

Fortunately, the officers and soldiers of the 113th Division all experienced several baptisms of bloody battles. Otherwise, if they had been replaced by other countries' military forces, they would have been so scared that they would have fled without fighting.

"Xingjie!"

"Group seat!"

Zhang Xingjie is the most powerful gunshot in the new regiment, besides Yang Yun, who is the leader of the magic gun platoon. Under Yang Yun's instruction, his men even set up a magic gun platoon, with him as the platoon leader of the magic gun platoon.

Although there are not many people in the magic gun platoon, only about 30, and the magic gun platoon has not been established for a long time, the brothers in the magic gun platoon were carefully selected by Yang Yun, the leader of the magic gun platoon, who was carefully selected by Yang Yun, a group leader, from more than 1,000 brothers. Under the deliberate training of the platoon leader Zhang Xingjie, the brothers in the magic gun platoon were all 100 steps through Yang, and the target within 100 meters almost refers to shooting wherever they are, and the bullets are shot without any effort.

"The brothers who led the sharp gun platoon followed me to support the 113th Division!"

"yes!"

After responding, Zhang Xingjie began to summon the brothers of the magic gun platoon in the position.

"The group seats are just brothers in the magic gun platoon. Are there any fewer brothers? Otherwise, if you are group seats, you can bring more brothers over?"

Hu Yunfei, the commander of the battalion, heard the sound, couldn't help but frown and asked with some concern.

"It's enough for brothers with the magic gun platoon to rush over and support!"

A confident smile appeared on the corner of Yang Yun's mouth and said lightly.

And the reason why he is so confident is because he is thinking about how to deal with these Japanese devils in his heart.

The special tactics just now were just a small experiment he did. Sure enough, this tactic was very useful. Although the Japanese devils were full of wickedness, they still would not easily leave their comrades on the battlefield, especially these comrades were their immediate superiors.

This kind of tactic may not be completed by ordinary officers and soldiers, but there is no problem for the brothers in the sharp gun platoon.

"This...well!"

Hu Yunfei never doubted Yang Yun's words and his abilities. After seeing the confident expression on his face, he knew that his worries were redundant.

"I'll leave this place to you for the time being."

Yang Yun patted Hu Yunfei on the shoulder and continued.

"Yes! You can go with confidence in the group leader. I promise to complete the task you assigned me!"

Hu Yunfei raised his body and responded loudly. If it weren't for avoiding the bullets shot by the Japanese, he would be afraid that he would stand up to show his respect for Yang Yun, the leader of the group.

"Then I'll leave!"

Time was urgent, Yang Yun nodded and took the sharp gun platoon brothers whom Zhang Xingjie summoned to kill the 113th Division officers and soldiers along the trenches.

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Chapter completed!