Under Chen Yunfa's reminder, all those who went to clean up the battlefield, whether they were bandits or people, held their rifles with bayonets and pressed bullets.

But even if they were so cautious, there were still cases where the wounded Japanese soldiers pulled the grenades pressed under them and the rookies who stepped forward to check on them died together, and there were still people who were hiding and pretending to be dead and shooting black guns behind their backs while people were not paying attention.

The rookies who have once again experienced the cruelty of war at the cost of blood are becoming more and more hardened, and they will attack every danger they may encounter, even if it looks like a corpse, and the rookie coat on their bodies has been stripped away little by little because of a brutal battle, and replaced by the fierceness of the warriors.

It turns out that the battlefield is the most brutal training ground for fighters, and you must be qualified, otherwise, you will not be eliminated, but lose your life.

After another half an hour, the sporadic gunfire and the last wails of the Japanese invaders on the 2,000-meter-long battlefield gradually calmed down.

The rest is the joy of harvest.

There were more than 30 carts of the Japanese army's baggage brigade, and 20 of them were overturned by the frantic galloping horses, most of which were tin cans and food, and even two carts of toffee were found by the bandits.

Grain, more than a dozen truckloads of grain, more than 10,000 catties of grain, enough for the more than 500 people they were present to eat for a month. The bandits didn't expect that it was a three-day supply of nearly 18,000 people from the Eighth Division, and the 500 people who came to them would be eaten up in a month.

If Major General Tanibe Terube knew that the Chinese bandits would be so good at eating, they would definitely not be so generous, you must know that the Japanese army has never said that they have eaten with their stomachs like this because of logistical problems, and they have more than a pound of food replenishment a day, why don't you grab it?

However, this is not a reason for Chen Yunfa to crack his mouth, there are three carts full of bullets, yes, yellow, orange and orange 6.5 mm caliber pointed bullets, 38 rifle bullets, three carts, loaded with 200,000 rounds.

almost didn't blind Chen Yunfa's eyes.

200,000 rounds, the more than 500 people on the scene averaged nearly 400 rounds per person, and they could fight two big battles like local tyrants, you know, each of them shot only about 20 bullets in this battle just now.

But Chen Yunfa's eyes were not blind, and Mo Kitten's heart attack in the distance was almost attacked.

It's not because of the joy again, but because I'm scared, by a second-hand man who has just matured a little and is now back to his original form. The first sniper of the Independent Regiment, who was about to have a heart attack, swore that he would have to stay away from that cargo in the future.

More than twenty carts were pulled by the frightened galloping horses, crushing the little devil to a bloody blur, but there were still fourteen carts intact and staying a mile away from the central battlefield. Fourteen carts were quietly parked there, the nearest one was nearly 60 meters away from the super crater, two of which were overturned by a huge shock wave, and dark green wooden boxes were scattered on the ground.

A few excited bandits took wooden sticks and began to smash wooden boxes, what can be packed in wooden boxes, how can it not be a good thing? The job of prying boxes must be a bandit's profession! It's just that this wooden box is quite sturdy, and it is really hard to pry.

The second male eagle belongs to which kind of temperament is more impatient, "Go away, look at the eagle master me." In a fit of rage, he used all his brute force to lift a stone the size of a millstone and was ready to smash the damned wooden box to pieces.

The nerves were as tough as a kitten, and his face was white at that time, like a blank piece of paper. If possible, he would love to knock it out with one shot.

Once the 100-pound stone is dropped, whether it is the second cargo man, him, or the bandits within 300 meters of the surrounding area, they will be blown into slag, and even Chen Yunfa, who is still counting bullets and laughing a mile away, may not only be grinning, but also have a lot of "mouths" on their bodies.

Yes, the dark green wooden box under the stone, if nothing else, will not be gold and silver jewelry, nor will it be precious toffee, the only thing that can only be cannonballs.

Moreover, at a distance of only two meters from them, there is a cart of wooden boxes, no, there is another cart not far away, what does the explosion of thousands of kilograms of explosives look like?

Mo Kitten really hasn't seen it, and I think I may never see it again in the future, if that stone falls down.

"Brother Diao, don't move." Mo Kitten didn't dare to shout too loudly, and was even a little gentle.

"What? Shouting so affectionately. The second man looked at Mo Kitten vigilantly, still carrying the big stone in his hand, and the wooden box was at his feet. They are all brothers, and it's okay to divide them in half when they meet, but don't give me any big reason, these are all my brothers who have exchanged their lives for them. ”

"I don't want it, it's okay for you, but can you stay away from that thing first?" Mo Xiaomei still didn't dare to make too loud noises.

Because, he had already seen the carving master, the muscles in his arm began to tremble, that stone was really too big. Say it's a cannonball, what if he's scared? As soon as the strength was relaxed, it was a pure natural cannon burial.

"Can't smash?" Although the second cargo man is a bit of a two, he is by no means stupid.

"I really can't." Mo Kitten nodded so fast, even in the face of the terrifying Bull Demon King.

"Little Japan of the dog day, when it dies, it still wants to hurt people." The second cargo man, who had already had his arms paralyzed, raised his last strength and threw the big stone to the side, almost hitting his own foot.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the wooden box that shook was crooked, and Mo Kitten's eyelids jumped.

When the wooden box was directly pried open by Mo Xiaomei, who didn't bother to say a word to the second cargo man, with the military thorn in his hand, the upper and lower layers were neatly placed, and four yellow and clear cannonballs were presented in front of everyone.

"My mother-in-law, it turned out to be a cannonball, and Lao Tzu didn't hit it with a stone. However, this thing looks quite sturdy, and it shouldn't explode if you smash it! The second man took a big step back, patted his chest to express his happiness, and at the same time comforted his frightened heart very far-fetched.

The bandits silently despised their leader, and the bullet primer can be exploded with a stone, and the cannonballs will you say? Who to fool? Thinking about how close he was to the cannonball just now, his heart really couldn't stand it, and he took a step back collectively with a pale face and learned from his leader.

"I'm afraid of a ball! Aren't they just a few small cannonballs! Look at your little cowards. After comforting himself, the second cargo man kicked the shell box with his foot, "But this little devil is too, the box we use to load the shells is yellow, what are they doing with a green?" It's like a green hat, haha, you see, there are so many, it's really a lot. ”

After laughing, the second cargo man found that no one cooperated, and just wanted to go crazy, but suddenly seemed to think of something, licking his dry lips, "Those are all cannonballs?" A cart of shells? ”

"Hmm!" Everyone nodded silently.

"That big crater in front of you was blown up by such a car of shells?" The second cargo man rushed to the super big pit Nunu mouth not far away.

"Yes, more than a hundred puppet troops were directly blown into slag." Mo Xiaomei replied with a sigh.

"Oh! It's not a small power! The second man nodded.

"So, with so many shells, didn't we get rich? Haha, we don't have to fight face to face with the little devils, take those two cannons, and kill them from afar. Zhente Damn is amazing. The second man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

All of them......

Nima's thinking is jumping, and there is no one else.