With a look of shock.

Sister Wang and Monk Yang looked at Nie Xiaotian.

But seeing Nie Xiaotian's smile on the corner of his mouth, the smile was as cheap as a spring breeze for three hundred miles, and he could feel a touch of emotion from afar, and the two sighed in unison: "Battalion commander, are you okay?" ”

Nie Xiaotian, whose hearing was gradually recovering, listened to it in his ears and said happily: "Something?" Fart, what can I do! ”

"That?" Sister Wang was stunned.

Nie Xiaotian smiled cheaply: "Come on, come on, you can see for yourself where the devil's shells landed." ”

Sister Wang and Monk Yang glanced at each other, and hurriedly poked their heads out slightly to take a look. Immediately, the two of them also laughed happily.

Nie Xiaotian said: "How is it?" Coke it! Haha, the little devil also has a fucking time when he is in the old man! ”

"Haha, it's not!"

"Battalion commander, if you want to talk about your trick, it's really a god!" Sister Wang and Monk Yang laughed happily, smiling happier than Nie Xiaotian.

If you want to say that the reason why these two are smiling happier than Nie Xiaotian, there is a reason. I saw that the little devil's cannonballs were raining down, constantly falling from the sky. And the attack area with the most dense artillery fire is so familiar, and after the two of them saw it, they suddenly remembered, haha, isn't this the point marked on the fake map drawn by the commander of the second cargo battalion? At that time, the two thought that the battalion commander of the second cargo had taken off his pants and farted, which was too much. But at this time, this move is not much, definitely not much! How many fucking shells does this have to consume? If it weren't for that fake picture, maybe most of them would have to fall to the side of the soldiers, and the bloodshed and sacrifice would definitely have increased exponentially.

Gotcha, Gao, it's still the prescient commander of the second cargo battalion.

The smile on Nie Xiaotian's face became stronger and stronger.

Holding a telescope and looking seven or eight hundred meters away, near the place where the previous scouts appeared, there were devil soldiers holding binoculars and observing the ground in Dongzhuang. From time to time, he was still muttering something.

In his eyes, Nie Xiaotian was even happier.

Obviously, those little devils are directing the devil artillery, and are constantly correcting the attack points of the devil artillery. Just now, Nie Xiaotian was still thinking about whether to take out a sniper rifle to play with Ya Bang. At this time, there is no such thought.

Those little devils want to help themselves let the devil's shells hit the open space, and you have to keep Ya's pig's head and let Ya continue to do it.

Nie Xiaotian has the mind to invite Ya to drink. Selfless, the spirit is terrifying, those few people came to us from thousands of kilometers away from the island country to help us consume themselves, what kind of spirit is this? This is the noble spirit of defeating Japanese imperialism, killing the little devils, and contributing to the peace of mankind. If you can kill their emperor, you can give them two pots to drink.

Meanwhile.

Most of the people of Hengyuan Sakata have already arrived at the periphery of Dongzhuang.

He stood on the top of a hill, looked at the situation in Dongzhuang with a telescope, and couldn't help but smile at the corners of his mouth. He never fought a battle that he was not sure of, and this time he came prepared, with enough troops and enough ammunition.

He firmly believes that the shadow or something, the eight roads of Dongzhuang or something, all have to die!

Looking at it, he suddenly frowned slightly.

What made him frown was nothing else, but the terrain of Dongzhuang. Dongzhuang is surrounded by mountains on three sides, this mountain is even more peculiar, it is particularly different from other places, the cliff rises like a city wall, and embraces Dongzhuang in it. And right ahead, there is an open land of hundreds of acres, stretching for hundreds of meters! With such a terrain, Dongzhuang has simply become an existence that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

"Yaga. It's really an easy place to defend and difficult to attack. No wonder this gang of Eight Roads has been around for so long! Yokogen Sakata sighed hatefully.

He had to admit that the terrain of Dongzhuang gave him a dismount, but after a moment, he gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Hmph, no matter how difficult it is, I will destroy it today!" ”

All the devils next to him felt his resoluteness.

Hengyuan Sakata said: "Pass my order, increase the base, and blow up all the calibration points in Dongzhuang to the ground!" ”

"Hey!" A devil herald got the order and immediately gave the order.

Yokogen Sakata smiled at Takuya Kimura, who was standing next to him and was also observing Tosho with a telescope, and said, "Kimura-kun, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to play today." Haha, this little Dongzhuang just doesn't need a ghost team, I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand the attack of my Imperial Japanese artillery fire! ”

Takuya Wood laughed: "I hope so!" That being said, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

At this moment, a ghost soldier hurriedly ran over, stood up and saluted, and said, "Report!" ”

"Say."

"Report to the general, our fighter plane was destroyed by the enemy......"

"Nani?!" Yokogen Sakata looked shocked, and his glasses were about to fall off.

The devil continued: "There is a call from the airport, the enemy has an unknown lethal weapon, which poses a great threat to the fighters, and I request to abandon the fighter support mission!" ”

"Yaga! Yaga! At this time, Yokogen Sakata could hear it clearly, and suddenly remembered that the loud noise that sounded in the sky in the direction of Dongzhuang before must have been the sound of the plane being destroyed...... Suddenly he was so angry that his eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth as if he wanted to eat people, "Baga, how is it possible, how is it possible!" Damn the Eighth Road, how could it be possible to shoot down the fighter plane of our Great Japanese Empire...... "I didn't believe it when I killed him, but no matter how much he refused to believe it, this thing really happened. He was so angry that he was about to explode, his chest rose and fell violently, and he almost died of a heart attack, that is, this guy brought medicine, and before he died, on the side, Takuya Mu, the captain of the Gods and Demons, had taken the medicine out of his pocket......

Boom Boom!

The devil's artillery fire continues.

Although most of the devil's shells hit the fake points marked by Nie Xiaotian. However, many of them still fell near the trenches. But these are a drop in the bucket compared to the total number of shells that the devils have fired.

Nie Xiaotian happily hid in the cat's ear hole, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. lit one, leisurely spit out the smoke ring, and hummed straight in his mouth, "I stood in the city tower, watching the mountain scenery, and I heard the chaos outside ......the city" Singing a song, I didn't forget to give Sister Wang and Monk Yang a scatter.

Sister Wang and Monk Yang laughed.

Looking at Nie Xiaotian's cheap smile, they were even more happy, the two of them smoked leisurely, sighing, yes, this second battalion commander is really happy, he is a person who is always picking, he doesn't give a domestic cigarette to others, and he is willing to smoke now. Or the best old knife brand cigarettes.

The two of them tasted Nie Xiaotian's few old knife brand cigarettes, and they were happy in their hearts.

It's not just for this old knife brand cigarettes, but also because with this second-class battalion commander, fighting can actually become his mother's enjoyment. What the? Can fighting a war become enjoyable? Doesn't this fart? It's really not a lie, who let these two battalion commanders not only calculate the little devils, but also shoot down the devils' planes. What a joyful thing, it's so exciting?!

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