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Then, as he was issuing a military order to his subordinates, ordering them to rush up the mountain and destroy the group of bold and unbelievable bandits from Shina, Yuji Nagano heard an exclamation.

It was black, and something that didn't know what it was was thrown from the woods in the mountains.

Instinctively, all the soldiers, including Yuji Nagano, lay down. At this time, the soldiers who still dare to run around on the battlefield are definitely the ones who die the fastest.

Judging from the first reaction, whether it is the Japanese army or the puppet army, which kind of well-trained one it is.

This is the best position to dodge grenades or shells, including explosives at close range. Not only can it reduce the area of the bomb, but it can also avoid the impact of the shock wave caused by the explosion.

As for whether the bombs that kill you will fall on your head and explode again, that's really beyond your personal control. It can only be done by luck.

Of course, the biggest hope in the hearts of the soldiers who lay on the ground and curled up was that the bomb would explode in someone's head!

No one thought that the bandits would have so many bombs, so are they still bandits?

The hearts of the Japanese criminals and puppet soldiers who had already fallen to the ground and were still looking at the sky with the afterglow in their eyes were absolutely collapsed at this time, and the black pressure was thrown over, and the number was overwhelming, and the number made people's scalps tingle.

I must have met a fake bandit. Yuji No, a high-profile growth of the Japanese Army University, once again strengthened his judgment, although his heart was extremely desperate.

That's not a lot!

Seventy or eighty bandits had been tinkering in the woods for more than ten minutes before they came up with it, and all of them were thrown out like this, and from a distance, they looked like seventy or eighty bags of explosives, which could scare people to death.

It's over, but all the soldiers who are unlucky and have been hit by "explosives" on their heads or buttocks are cold at that moment, and even the ground under them becomes wet if they are a little timid.

To be scared of urine is to be timid? Don't believe in getting a pack of "explosives" and throwing it on you? Those who didn't scare the out were real men.

The soldiers who covered their heads and waited for their comrades to turn to ashes and they narrowly escaped were silently chanting in their hearts, "1, 2, 3, 4, 5.。。。。。。 ”

Du Teniang almost finished counting all her toes, and she didn't hear any movement?

I heard a cry of joy: "Didn't blow up。。。。。 ”

"It's not a bomb, it's not, it's not a special mother."

"Woo, bandit of the dog day."

The puppet army who cried with joy cheered and scolded the bandits on the mountain, especially for a long time, not to blow up people, but to scare people to death!

No, it can also kill people, and a few of the most unlucky brothers who happened to hit the door of the head were directly smashed and fainted. Maybe he was stoned to death. It's just that who cares at this time! The feeling of escaping death is really good.

At this moment, the frightened puppet soldiers finally saw what they had smashed into themselves, it was a huge leaf wrapped in thin vines, and they didn't know what they didn't know what was wrapped inside.

Almost all of the leaf packets were broken, and stones the size of a baby's head rolled out of them.

It's understandable to smash stones, but for the hair to be wrapped in leaves? Also, what's going on in there? There were also many of them due to the impact of the leaf packets with the ground, and the liquid substance wrapped in them had splashed on the bodies of nearby soldiers.

"Yaga, sweet." A Japanese soldier subconsciously licked his lips and ate a drop of liquid splashed on his lips.

Sweet? Shouldn't that say Yo Xi's? Many puppet soldiers muttered in their hearts.

"It's sweet." The Japanese soldiers, who had already tasted it, simply wiped the liquid spilled on their bodies on their fingers and put it in their mouths, and reported to their Cao Chang with certainty.

The almost perverted seriousness in the bones of the Japanese can be regarded as one of their national characteristics! Anyway, they felt obligated to find out for the chief what the Chinese had thrown at him.

The second cargo man who has dived down dozens of meters away from the mountain can't help but pout, dog, I already know how to throw a bunch of shit in the past, so that you can taste it dog.

Isn't the puppet army here stupid, sweet? Honey? Of course it can't be, the bandits will be so good, and the sweet ones will come over to satisfy their hunger? It wasn't a good thing, and they wouldn't have tasted it in their mouths like the Japanese soldier who had forced them to do anyway.

"Baga, go up the mountain and kill them all." Yuji Nagano roared with red eyes.

But it's not angry, it's smashed. A bag of leaves that would never explode was wrapped and smashed into a cart full of canned meat.

And Yuji Nagano, who used this as his hiding place, just looked up at the sky, and then the leaf bag wrapped in stones hit his eye socket, fortunately, the roof of the cart had removed 90% of the gravity of the leaf bag, otherwise, Captain Nagano, who had panda eye sockets and red eyes, would have become the unlucky guy of the Eighth Division in terms of luck after Major General Kan Nagakawahara, and became the first commander of the Eighth Division to be stoned to death.

In response to Captain Nagano, another black thing flew up from the mountain forest and flew towards the mountain road.

However, this time there were much fewer than the first time, but they were much larger, judging by their size, each of them was not less than one carriage wheel.

It's a big guy, and there are five or six of them.

it, come back. Whether it was the Japanese army or the puppet army, their eyes widened when they looked at the things that were thrown from the mountains again, and they even forgot the guns in their hands, which could kill those bastards who wantonly "threw objects from high altitudes" and had no quality.

It's just endless. Truth be told, with the first experience, no one wants to lie on the ground to avoid these primitive-level stones anymore.

But the heart does not want, the body goes to be very honest.

Almost reflexively, all the soldiers bowed down again, even if they just lay down, a trace of thought flashed through them: Lao Tzu lay on his stomach.

But, what if? The Art of War: The real is virtual, and the virtual is real. All right! Using this consciousness to describe these puppet soldiers who are either widows or forget their ancestors really thinks too highly of them, but it doesn't mean that they don't understand this truth in case they are attacked by bandits.

Adequate vigilance is a battlefield rule that every soldier should follow, and it is clearly written in the infantry drill code.

Then, they lay on the ground again and watched as the black stuff smashed to the ground.

This time, though, everyone was on guard, and they dodged the massive size of the thing with their extremely nimble dragon-like form.

If it's a stone, it's not just fatal! It has to be smashed into meat sauce, no need to chop it with a knife, directly into the dough in a package, and when it is cooked, it is a plate of hot dumplings.

It's just that it doesn't seem to have a good sense of gravity? The moment the giant object hit the ground, even the stupidest soldier felt that the movement of the ground did not match its size.

What the hell is this? Already soldiers were cautiously approaching. Based on the experience of the last time, they had basically judged that the bandits did not have any explosives.

If there are explosives, they are stupid! Bury this road, get a lead, and just collapse your own group of people into the sky?

Don't say it, they are all smart people, what Rikou thought of, Chen Yunfa also thought of. However, even if the shells were brought over and buried on the ground, the lead was not so long, and the important thing was that there was no time, and the Japanese soldiers could not give them so much time.

This extremely tempting approach can only be abandoned.

Then, a yellow cloud rose from the giant unknown object.

"Damn, Aladdin's magic lamp, the lamp god is coming out, hurry up and make a wish, remember to ask for three." If Liu Lang is here, he will definitely dub the Japanese criminals.