The old smoking gun is now repentant, originally thought that the more than 20 cars of the devil were a transport team to transport ammunition to the front line, thinking that it was still eighty percent sure that it would be prepared to fight unprepared, but who knew that the inside was full of devil soldiers armed to the teeth. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he saw the ghost soldiers who kept screaming out of the carriage, the old smoker's excited mood immediately cooled down, and he secretly said that it was over, and he turned around and ran without hesitation.

The old smoking gun has learned the power of the devil soldiers, the gun is heavy, the machine gun grenadier is powerful, sometimes a small team can defeat a battalion on the side, these more than 20 cars have at least hundreds of elite devils, and it is not enough for the other party to stuff the teeth of more than 40 rotten garlic.

The ghost soldiers in the car reacted quickly, and immediately opened the curtain and jumped out of the car amid the shouts of the officers, pulled the bolt and took aim, pulled the trigger, and the bullet dragged the dazzling trajectory of the light to attack the convoy. The soldiers scattered and fled like lost dogs, and people were constantly shot and fell to the ground.

The scorching bullets whizzed past him, causing the mud in front of him to fly, the weeds splashed, and the old smoker ran wildly with the 79 rifle in his hand, gasping for breath, sweating on his forehead, and only hated his parents for missing two legs at the moment.

He can't care about the brothers behind him who were shot and wailing, the devil chased after him tightly, and he didn't dare to stop at all and find a direction and run wildly, this time it was really planted, and whether he could escape alive could only depend on his own creation.

The main purpose of their late night march to this area was to clear out the hidden stragglers of the Chinese army, because their listeners had detected unfamiliar radio signals in this area, and Major General Tomamidi judged that there was a command headquarters at the division and brigade level of the Chinese army.

The reason why Major General Tomamidi judged that there was a scattered Chinese army division and brigade level headquarters in this area was only judging from the radio signals he heard, and it was just a guess, and sending troops to search was just a temptation, but he did not expect that the people he sent exchanged fire with the Chinese army as soon as they arrived in this area.

When the news of the attack of the small Chinese army reached the brigade headquarters of Major General Tomamidi, Major General Tomamidi immediately became excited, his judgment was not wrong, since there were small Chinese troops who dared to attack their convoy, then there was only one situation, this area really hid the senior officers and headquarters of the Chinese people.

"Tell Mishima-kun that you must completely annihilate this branch of the army!" Major General Tomachi waved his clenched fist into the air.

Major General Tomamichi did not know that it was not the so-called high-ranking officers and headquarters of the Chinese side that he had mobilized to pursue and suppress, but only the remnants of a group of troops who had been withdrawn from the attack on the Joyama artillery position.

Puff - Bullets scurried in the air, and from time to time the ground was splashed with mud and mist, and more than a dozen devil soldiers were like kraft candy chasing after the old smoking gun.

In the face of the bullets grazing his scalp, the old cigarette gun cried bitterly in his heart, cursing in his mouth and rolling behind a stone, pulling the bolt to push the bullet to load, and turning to aim at the more than ten gun-wielding devil soldiers chasing after him.

Bang –

The muzzle of the gun flashed, and one of the devils fell to the ground in response, and the rest of the devil soldiers were so frightened that they immediately lay down or half-crouched on the ground, raised their guns and fired back, causing the stones where the old smoking gun was hiding to spark everywhere.

Without thinking about firing a second shot, the old smoking gun stood up and turned and began to run again, and now it was so far away from the road where the convoy was attacked that he could not even hear the gunshots.

The old smoking gun didn't know where he had run to, but these devils behind him were like they were determined to kill him, and they chased after him, so angry that the old smoking gun scolded his mother.

But cursing is useless, the chirping bullets don't have long eyes, and if you don't pay attention to yourself, you can explain in this wilderness, and the old smoking gun is also anxious in his heart, and it is definitely not a way to run like this.

Just as the old smoker was sweating profusely if he got rid of the pursuit of the devil soldiers, the sound of the gunfire also alarmed Yang Ling and his party who were moving forward in the dark.

"Battalion commander, there's a situation ahead-" Hearing the sound of gunfire in front of him, Company Commander Qin Shou was excited, and hurriedly took off the 38 big cover he was carrying on his shoulder and held it in his hand.

The sound of gunfire made more than 30 brothers look nervous, hurriedly pick up their guns, and pull the bolt of the gun with a bang.

"What's the panic, the place of the firefight is far away." Yang Ling was still calm, and whispered to the panicked crowd.

His gaze stretched forward along the darkness, but it was too dark to see anything, only the faint sound of gunfire, he listened attentively, most of the gunshots were the crisp sound of the 38 big cover, mixed with the dull sound of sporadic 79 rifles, he judged that it should be a certain scattered country. The army team and the little devil collided.

Yang Dashu hugged the machine gun and asked, "It seems to be coming towards us, what should I do?" ”

"What to do, run, if you are bitten by the devil, it will be troublesome." Qin Shou immediately shouted for evacuation, and he tossed back and forth several times this night, he didn't want to be chased by devils all over the mountain anymore.

Yang Dashu immediately retorted: "Run a fart, our brother must have been bitten by a devil over there, we can't die without help." ”

Qin Shou waved his hand and said impatiently: "You can save it, Lao Tzu is unwilling to follow him to death." ”

He felt that Yang Dashu was an elm head, he didn't know what danger was, and he was finally safe, and he didn't want to risk his life again.

"The big tree is right, since we are our brothers, we can't die without help!" Yang Ling pondered for a moment before speaking.

Hearing Yang Ling's words, Yang Dashu grinned, and raised his eyebrows at Qin Shou provocatively, Qin Shou was depressed in his heart, damn, he was really unlucky, and he had to fight with the devil again, but since Yang Ling opened his mouth, he knew that if he refuted it, he would seem to be ruthless and unjust.

Yang Ling is not a reckless person, he will not take the brothers behind him to die, he chose to save people He was deliberate, if there were many devils, he would definitely smear oil on the soles of his feet and immediately slip away, after all, the premise of saving people is to ensure his own safety.

But there are not many devil soldiers chasing after the gunshots, since there are not many devils, there is no reason not to save them when they die, after all, they are all brothers fighting against Japanese invaders in the trenches, and they can help if they can.

"Big tree, you take the machine gun squad to the left fifty meters, find a place with a good shooting range to block this road, if the number of devils exceeds thirty, let them go, if there are less than thirty people, fight."

"Yes!" Yang Dashu immediately responded aloud, and then took the improvised machine gun squad into the darkness on the left.

"Qin Shou, you take ten brothers around the right, stragglers, ten meters apart, and wait for the machine gun to fire before you fight."

After Qin Shou led the people into the grass on the right, Yang Ling ordered the remaining brothers behind him: "Get on the bayonet!" ”