Yue Feng stared at Yue Qinghong, feeling that this guy was going crazy, and it was estimated that he would use all his forces to launch a big general attack!

He quickly gave an order: "Blue Phoenix, the plan has changed, the devil wants to charge to the death, it is likely that all the troops will charge together and fight to the last man." So, you take the grenadier team and immediately go to the top of the hill to bombard the enemy's dense areas. ”

Blue Phoenix asked, "Master, what about you?" ”

Yue Feng said: "After using up the remaining more than 1,000 cobblestones, I will lead all the brothers to rush into the position at the gate of the cottage and fight the devil under the cover of you and the machine gun team." ”

Blue Phoenix said anxiously: "Master, why don't you take the grenadier group to the top of the mountain, and I will take the brothers into the position." ”

Yue Feng shouted: "This is an order, hurry up to the top of the mountain." Remember, be sure to keep an eye out for my flares and make no mistake. ”

Blue Phoenix had no choice but to take the grenadier group to the top of the mountain.

This group, thirty brothers, a total of fifteen grenadiers, and twenty boxes of grenades.

Yue Feng said in a loud voice: "Gao Dayong, Hu Aniu, according to the original plan, tell the brothers to prepare grenades and pull out all the safety bolts first." ”

Gao Dayong said excitedly: "Okay, more than 3,000 grenades can't kill these turtle sons." Brothers, pull out the safety bolt! ”

Each brother had about ten grenades, and after hearing the order, they took out the grenades one after another and removed the safety bolt. Because of the live-fire training, the more proficient they are in the use of grenades.

Yue Feng said loudly: "Hu Aniu, your 'Grenade Reaper Group' specializes in blowing up devils in the distance, and other brothers are close to them!" Combine near and far to maximize the effectiveness of the grenade. ”

Hu Aniu said in a loud voice: "Obey! Mother, you are watching from the sky, today, I am going to blow up a hundred devils. I'm the leader of the 'Grenade Reaper Group'! ”

A brother exclaimed: "Ten bags of 'fairy noodles' for a devil, a hundred, isn't it a thousand bags." Oh my God! ”

Yue Feng said: "I promise in the honor of Leshan that if I kill a devil, I will definitely reward ten bags of 'fairy noodles'." ”

The brothers cheered: "Long live the instructor, long live the Leshan hero!" ”

Yue Feng said loudly: "Black, tall and thin, how many machine guns are there." ”

Hei Gao said thinly: "There are sixteen in total, ten on the mountain, and there are still six left in the cave." ”

Yue Feng said decisively: "Give me one, and the other five, you are responsible." The goal is to destroy the devils who rush to the front. ”

The black tall and thin said loudly: "Obey." ”

Yue Feng said loudly: "Brothers, I estimate that in ten minutes, the devil will charge to the death, are you afraid?" ”

The brothers laughed and said, "I'm afraid! ”

Yue Feng said domineeringly: "I'm afraid, that's right!" Everyone is afraid of death, but the more afraid of death, the more they must let the enemy die. Only when the enemy dies, we will not die, our fathers, children and sisters will not die, our villagers will not die, our family will not die, and our race and country can stand forever in this world. Afraid, it's for survival and dignity! ”

The black tall and thin shouted wildly: "For the sake of survival and dignity, kill the little devil!" ”

The brothers were indignant: "For the sake of survival and dignity, kill the little devil!" ”

Yue Feng said in a loud voice: "Prepare the rolling stones!" ”

At the foot of the mountain, Yue Qinghong drew his command knife and was about to order an attack.

At this time, the communications soldier rushed over and said, "Telegram." ”

Yue Qinghong roared angrily: "I don't want a telegram, let Leshan die!" ”

The communication soldier said: "The farewell telegram of the commanders of the five county towns, the county town has fallen, five." ”

Yue Qinghong roared: "Baga, Baga, if you fall, you will fall." I just told you not to read the telegram, and you actually disobeyed the order? ”

He slapped the communications man hard.

Masao Ono is dead, and no one dares to stop me from slapping my subordinates!

Hit, hit, I'll fight!

He slapped twelve times in a row until his hands trembled with pain, and then he stopped.

The communications soldier was covered in blood and fainted to the ground.

Yue Qinghong rubbed his sore hands and snorted secretly: You deserve it, dare to disobey orders. Baga, the fall of five county seats? Liu Dashan is so powerful? It seems that only by killing Leshan can I avoid the fate of self-dissection.

Suddenly, he was restrained by two soldiers.

What the?

Someone dares to hold me up?

He looked up and saw the members of the "Anti-Slap Squad" standing in front of him, a total of fifty-three people. It was supposed to be fifty-four, but Masao Ono died, missing one.

His guards fell to the ground, presumably knocked unconscious by the "anti-slap squad".

"Yaga, Baga, what are you going to do? I am Major General, and I am Yue Qinghong. ”

A private-class soldier stepped forward and said coldly: "Major General Yue Qinghong, you slapped the soldier, violating your promise, which is equivalent to violating military regulations, so you must accept the punishment of slapping, that is, two slaps by each member of the anti-slap squad, a total of one hundred and eight strokes." ”

Yue Qinghong felt incredible, extremely ridiculous, he was a major general, these privates, they actually dared to slap him, didn't they want to live?

He roared, "Ridiculous, ridiculous! Yaga, Baga, come and kill them, shoot, shoot! ”

The adjutant around him was about to draw his pistol, but the other soldiers remained motionless, some still touching their faces, as if recalling the usual experience of being slapped, and their eyes flashed with hatred.

The "anti-slap squad" pointed their guns at the adjutants.

The adjutants' faces were dark, and they didn't dare to move for a while.

The two soldiers of the "anti-slap squad" pointed their guns at Yue Qinghong's abdomen: "Come on, see who dies first?" ”

Yue Qinghong trembled, suddenly calmed down, and glared at the leading private: "Tell me your name." ”

Private said coldly: "My name is Masao Ono!" ”

What the?

Masao Ono?

Yue Qinghong trembled, and subconsciously looked at Masao Ono's body, which was still there.

He asked tremblingly, "You, you, you say it again." ”

Private is still so cold: "My name is Masao Ono too." ”

Yue Qinghong understood that the name Masao Ono was very ordinary, and there were many people with the same name and surname.

Ono Masao said coldly: "Ono Masao senior told me this Ono Masao, he is likely to die, and may even die under your hands. ”

Yue Qinghong was startled and said, "Everyone saw that he was killed by Leshan." ”

Ono Masao said coldly: "Ono Masao senior gave an order to the 'anti-slap team', if he dies, I, Ono Masao, will take his place." I, too, was ready to die, and designated the next 'anti-slap squad', who was also called Masao Ono. ”

Yue Qinghong was so angry that he was about to go crazy, but he couldn't help but admire "Masao Ono's senior", that guy was indeed a ghost and very predictable. If it weren't for Leshan's help, he really couldn't kill him.

However, he didn't expect that after the death of Masao Ono, another one would come out even more ruthlessly.

Although the former Ono Masao was ruthless, he may not dare to slap him, this "glacier" with a face will definitely not be polite.

Sure enough, Masao Ono ordered: "Two slaps per person, execution." If he resists, he can't resist. ”

What does it mean to be "unable to resist"?

There's a lot of room for imagination!

Hit to your knees?

Hit crippled?

Or killed?

It's all possible!

The people of the "anti-slap squad", everyone is a victim of the slap, and now everyone is like a madman, doing everything.

Yue Qinghong's whole body trembled violently, and his heart was extremely terrified.

Knowing this, why did you kill "Masao Ono's predecessors"?

The juniors are even more difficult to mess with!

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