"Sir, is this really the headquarters of the little devils?" Chi Dakui's big open mouth can swallow a duck egg. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The commander was truly beyond imagination, and he actually found the enemy's heavily guarded headquarters among the ten thousand armies.

Liu Lang breathed a sigh of relief, the facts in front of him proved that he had not been pitted by those who wrote history, and as recorded in the history of war, the headquarters of the Japanese army in charge of front-line command was really so close to the front line.

"Don't think too much of me, according to the infantry discipline, the Japanese like to deploy their headquarters six or seven kilometers away from the front line, and they are all tendons, just like their triangular offensive has not changed for a hundred years. However, our luck is good this time, the little devil is too carried away this time, and the position placed by the headquarters is relatively close to the front line. Liu Lang patiently explained to Chi Dakui.

"Then, let's go kill them." Chi Dakui tried his best to suppress his excitement and said in a hoarse voice.

"If nothing else, there will be a direct squadron near this wing-level headquarters to be on guard." Liu Lang's eyes squinted slightly and looked into the distance, as if he was talking to himself.

Chi Dakui's face turned slightly, as a company commander, of course he knew what a squadron directly under the Japanese army represented. According to the establishment of the Japanese army, a standard infantry squadron contains three 54-man squadrons and a 19-person squadron with a total of 181 people, not to mention that each infantry squad has two light machine guns and two grenadiers.

If you change yourself to the other party's commander, I'm afraid you won't even bother to defend it, and a charge will defeat them.

However, Chi Dakui was not afraid, and even a little excited that he didn't understand.

He was excited, was finally able to die on the way to the charge.

Perhaps, the moment he saw the bayonet stuck in the chest of the brothers, Chi Dakui didn't want to live, and it was more painful to live than to die.

When the team was resting, Chi Dakui never dared to close his eyes, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he would appear with the face of the 17-year-old baby soldier Tie Dan, who was still a little naïve, no one knew that it was his own nephew, his eldest brother's only son. wanted to follow him in the army to glorify his ancestors, but he didn't expect to be thrown on the battlefield by him, in front of the little devil's bayonet.

"Sir, give the order! Mother, the brothers are by no means a bad seed, even if they die, they have to gnaw a piece of their meat. Chi Dakui looked at Liu Lang with red eyes and said very firmly.

What's easier than dying? But what could be harder than making the decision to die? Liu Lang could feel the strong death intent in the eyes of the bearded man next to him, this is a man with great feelings, as a very pure soldier, Liu Lang likes to see such a kind.

Smiling slightly, Liu Lang pointed to the Japanese headquarters with brilliant lights in the distance and said softly: "It's not as difficult as you think, all imperialism is a paper tiger." ”

The current Chi Dakui doesn't understand what imperialism is, he just understands, and his commander doesn't take it seriously as a little devil who has a full squadron directly under him.

That kind of extraordinary self-confidence actually gave him the illusion that victory was within reach.

More than ten years later, Chi Dakui led his army to collapse the famous river in the northeast, pointed to the world's most powerful army with aircraft, artillery and tanks, and said proudly: The commander said that all imperialism is a paper tiger. ”

When this sentence was put on the front page of the People's Daily in the most eye-catching way, a certain people's hero who had already achieved fame almost stumbled and broke his head.

It's hard to pirate, why do you still make a big deal of thinking that you are genuine? Taizu, his old man is looking for us to collect copyright fees, you give it!

In any case, Liu Lang's pirated sentence was quite impressive, and it made the morale of the soldiers very high, and they felt that the commander must have a way to deal with the Japanese command.

Of course, there must be a way, if Liu Lang is given a choice, he would rather get a single bazooka, or set up a cannon, and bombard his mother a few hundred meters away, with his previous level of artillery, he is sure that he does not run, and he can put the heads and brains of the little devils in one pot.

But now, he only had twenty-eight men and one woman, plus twelve three-eight big covers, and less than a thousand rounds of ammunition and eighteen grenades, all the result of the frugality of those unlucky little devils.

"Order the brethren to rest in place until I command." Liu Lang temporarily gave such a puzzling order.

Lurking less than five hundred meters from the enemy's command headquarters is an ordeal for anyone.

However, the masters of the national army will not have enough strength to counterattack until about one o'clock in the morning! Liu Lang took the pocket watch from the Japanese soldier Cao and silently counted the time.

Liu Lang's eyes were very good, but he couldn't see if there were any big fish in the brightly lit small building opposite.

In fact, when the fisherman casts his net, he has no idea what he will catch.

Just like a few Japanese generals in the small building who were arguing and planning to swallow the 20,000 national troops on the opposite side, they couldn't have imagined that there would be dozens of small soldiers of the national army who were eyeing them and swallowing their ideas.

In the Japanese headquarters that was targeted by Liu Lang, Lin Dabazuo, the wing commander of the 7th Infantry Wing of the Ninth Division, was apologizing to a short, fat officer with a face full of shame: "Your Excellency Chief of Staff, I have bothered you. ”

"Kobayashi Daisa, Your Excellency Ueda has given you two full days, not only for the full cooperation of the divisional artillery wing, but also for the 8,000 people of the Kume Brigade to support the two wings, a total of 15,000 imperial soldiers, but what did you give us? How many kilometers did you and your soldiers advance in two days? How many more people were annihilated? Can you tell me? The short and fat officer slapped the table vigorously and pointed at Dazuo, who was bowing his head and waist, and scolded.

"Yes, yes, please rest assured that the officers and men of our 7th Wing will attack the hateful China Rats with all their might early tomorrow morning." Lin Da Bazuo was sweating profusely and assured in a loud voice.

"Yo Xi, Lin Jun, before I came, I promised His Excellency the division commander to give you another chance, don't let me down." The short and fat officer glanced deeply at the respectful Dazuo in front of him, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, yes, I promise that tomorrow I will plant the Imperial Army flag on the corpse of General Shina." When Lin Da Ba Dazuo heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and raised his head in time to give the short and fat officer a bright and flattering smile.

The short-fat officer smiled in satisfaction, raised his feet and left the office.

If Liu Lang is here, he will definitely feel that he has really stepped on shit, shit luck.

The shining silver star in the center of the yellow epaulette on the officer's shoulder clearly told him that it was a general.

A role at the level of Major General of the Japanese Army, Brigade Commander or Chief of Staff of a Division.

A big fish.