"Brothers, give the little devils a beating, let them see how powerful our Liu family Zhuang is awesome!"

In the ruins filled with gunpowder, militiamen adapted from the local security team held a variety of weapons, staring nervously at the direction of the devil's attack, and their broken gongs and voices echoed in the smoke.

"Brothers, we are also the number one in the rivers and lakes, this time we will give me the strength to eat, don't fall into the prestige of our evil tiger in Suzhong!"

"Damn, don't talk nonsense about labor and management, as long as it's a man with seeds, fuck it!"

"Our parents, wives and children are right behind them, they can't stop the little devils, they're all finished, let's do our best!"

……

These local bosses were reluctant to be included in the militia team under the command of the Northern Jiangsu Corps at first, but now they are taking their old foundations and entering this capital town to prepare for a bloody battle with the little devils.

Seeing these militia unit bosses who disobey discipline on weekdays, Shen Biao, the commander of the third battalion, was a man with iron bones, his eyes were a little moist.

As they say, the militia is also a soldier, so they came back without hesitation.

Seeing these militiamen with a variety of weapons quickly start to build a defensive line with the help of ruins and debris, the surviving brothers of the third battalion who are ready to fight to the death are also full of surprise.

Although the Northern Jiangsu Corps is also a guerrilla force, it can be regarded as a regular army under the Military Commission, but these militias are temporary, have no military pay, no training, and even use weapons that the Northern Soviet Corps does not want, and they are completely a group of self-defense organizations.

In the eyes of the brothers in the regular army, the militia is a rabble, although they do not say it, but they look down on it in their hearts.

But now it is these people whom they look down on, who have come up with all kinds of rudimentary weapons when they are in the most danger, and many of them even have large blades in their hands, and a few people have also carried large crossbows.

Seeing that there was suddenly a group of militiamen chattering and fiddling with various weapons in the bunkers around them, these brothers of the Northern Jiangsu Corps were moved in their hearts, and they had already regarded these militiamen as their own robes.

"Boss, can we change places with you, we want to put the crossbow machine here, it's more hidden."

Soon, a few militiamen carrying crossbows approached a partisan brother and spoke cautiously.

"Can you kill devils?"

Looking at this outdated weapon of the Cold Weapon Era, the brother of this guerrilla group looked at him suspiciously.

"Hey, boss, you can't underestimate this thing, we used it easily when we were defending against bandits, within two hundred steps, aim at that and hit that, but this crossbow arrow is a little less, but it's enough for the little devil to drink a pot."

The militia brethren were not happy to see that someone was underestimating their weapons, and began to explain, with a look of pride on their faces as they spoke.

"The power of your thing is still too small, at most you can put a hole in the little devil's body, and people can beat us alive if they bandage it." The brother of the guerrilla group circled around the crossbow machine twice and shook his head.

Just when the militia brethren were confronted with a contemptuous and angry crossbow machine preparation, the partisan brethren organized them.

"If you can tie a bag of explosives to your crossbow arrows, it will be much more powerful." Said the brethren of this guerrilla.

"Tie up explosives?"

Hearing the reminder of the guerrilla brothers, the militia brothers all suddenly came to their senses and suddenly said, "Why didn't you think of it at the beginning?"

"But we haven't tried to tie up explosives, and we haven't either." Soon, the militia brothers' faces fell.

A smile appeared on the face of the guerrilla brother and he said, "We have the explosives, I'll look for them, you wait first." After saying that, he ran into the distance and looked for the explosives bag.

While the militia and guerrilla brothers were nervously arranging the defensive line in the smoke of gunpowder, the devil soldiers also pulled the straggler line and slowly came towards Jieshou Town from the south gate.

At this moment, the sky was already dark, and after the bombardment of Jieshou Town, many wooden houses began to burn, and the flames were scattered.

The whole town was shrouded in a thick cloud of smoke and dust, and it looked lifeless, as if the defenders had been wiped out by the shelling, and there was no life at all.

The little devils came over unhurriedly, they didn't pose as an attacker, they just showed that they were going to come over to mend the knife.

In the eyes of the little devils, even if the defenders can survive the shelling, even if the defenders can survive the shelling, there are not many of them, and they can take it without much effort.

Captain Yamazaki of the devil has even sent someone to report to the detachment leader Watanabe Shouichi in the back, reporting that their brigade has successfully captured the town of Jieshou.

But what the little devil didn't expect was that at this moment, the Jieshou Town had been reinforced by a group of new troops, although these people were not strong in combat, but it was not so easy for the little devil to easily capture the Jietou.

"Brothers, hit me hard!"

Seeing that the little devil with the bayonet had already approached very closely, Zhang Baozi, the head of the militia detachment, couldn't help but give the order to attack first.

Zhang Leopard They have been operating in the local area for a long time, and they hide and tucked it on weekdays, but now when it is time to fight hard, they take out all the weapons at the bottom of the box.

With Zhang Leopard's order, on the more than 100-meter section they defended, three light machine guns roared, and chains of fire swept towards the devil.

"Puff puff!"

The devil soldiers were preparing to go to the ruins to mend their knives, and when they heard the sudden sound of machine gun fire, they were also shocked, under such a covered shelling, there were still people alive?

"Ahhh

The five or six devils in front of them fell to the ground in a strange posture under the strafing of the fire chain.

"Kill Gaigai!"

The devil officer who led the team was also furious, pulled out the command knife on his waist, and pressed forward fiercely!

The devil soldiers who were about to come over to mend their swords quickly changed into an attack formation, no longer swaggering, but bowed and quickly swooped forward with alternating covers.

"Bang ......"

The little devils launched an attack formation and quickly pounced, and the militiamen were so nervous that they didn't need to be ordered, and they opened fire one after another.

"Woohoo!"

The bolts with the explosives strapped to them also whizzed out, and the range was almost halved by the dynamite, but the power became greater.

If it is a crossbow arrow, it will penetrate at most one person, but now it is different with an explosive pack, which can completely kill and injure the enemy on a large scale.

"Boom!"

The explosives bag exploded in the group of devils, the power was amazing, the gravel and iron nails in the explosives bag flew everywhere, the scorching air wave swept, and the devils who were more than ten meters around the explosion point were all put down, and a vacuum zone was formed for a short time.

"Hahaha, okay, hit, hit!"

Seeing that the power of the explosives bag was so amazing, a happy militiaman jumped up excitedly.

"Get down!" Seeing that this brother jumped up with joy, the guerrilla officers and soldiers next to him hurriedly reminded him.

"Poof!"

But it was still a step too late, and the whizzing bullets flew by, and several bloody holes suddenly appeared in the chest of the militia brother, the smile on his face froze, and his body fell crooked into the rubble.

"Lao Man! Lao Man! ”

Seeing this militia fall, several other militiamen pounced in sorrow, but the mouth of the militia who was shot was full of blood foam, and his mouth opened and he lost his breath.