The devil's combat squad launched a tentative attack on the village from different directions, and each time they met the brothers' return fire, they turned and retreated.

"What do you want to do?"

Watching the little devil toss back and forth like a play, the brothers in the village were puzzled.

If the devils really attacked, they wouldn't be afraid of the little devils, and it would be a big deal.

But the little devil is now attacking so constantly, and he is leaving with another blow, which makes the brothers scratch their heads.

"It should be the little devil who is testing the reality of our defense, looking for a breakthrough." A platoon commander guessed after thinking about it.

"Damn, the little devil is really insidious." Hearing this platoon commander say this, the brothers all scolded.

"No, even if the little devil tested our defense loopholes, he would have tried it out a long time ago, but he is still tossing now." The second company commander shook his head, feeling that things were not so simple.

Everyone is worried, in this rapidly changing battlefield, any small negligence can be fatal.

The devil is extremely vicious and cunning, and if you fight against the little devil, you have to fight with the spirit of twelve, otherwise you don't know how to die, and the brothers all understand these truths.

Now the little devils are constantly leaning up, and then withdrawing without fighting, tossing back and forth, which makes the brothers already overwhelmed.

Before the brothers could figure it out, the voice of the observation post rang out weakly: "The devil is here again." ”

This is the fifteenth tentative attack of the devils, and although the number of devils is small, the brothers still dare not be careless.

"Ready, ready to fight!"

The brethren scolded, and once again entered their respective positions, ready to meet the little devils who had come up again.

"There are no bullets, give me a few rounds, and I will have one left."

The brothers had been fighting for such a long time, and although they had captured some along the way, by now there was little ammunition left.

"Why do you ask me for it every time, and I don't have any more, so there are only three left." Another brother couldn't help but complain.

"Look at your stinginess, it's not like I didn't pay you back." The brother pursed his lips and turned to look at the brother on the other side.

"Brother, if there are any bullets, give me two rounds, and I will pay you back."

The other brother also shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile and said, "I only have one bullet left, but there is still one grenade left, but it is damp, and I don't know if it can explode." ”

Seeing that the brothers on both sides were out of bullets, the brother thought for a moment, pulled the bayonet from his waist from the bayonet sheath, and hung up the gun.

"What are you doing with your bayonet?"

The blacksmith, the commander of the first battalion, heard that the devil had come up again, so he came up to direct the battle, and when he saw this brother hanging a bayonet on his rifle, he was very puzzled.

Although the bayonet is invincible in close combat, if the bayonet is hung up to shoot, it will greatly affect the accuracy of the shot.

As a result, the brethren generally did not hang bayonets when shooting from a distance, and only temporarily hung bayonets when they were charging in close combat.

Now that the devil is still far away, he saw this brother hanging a bayonet, and the blacksmith naturally wanted to ask for an understanding.

"Report to the sir, I only have one bullet left, so I can only hang a bayonet and wait for the devils to come up and fight the bayonet." But this brother told the truth.

"You fool, you won't ask the brother next to you when you run out of bullets." Seeing this brother, the blacksmith couldn't help but curse.

The brother replied with a face full of grievances: "Battalion commander, it's not that I don't borrow it, they don't have it anymore. ”

Not convinced, the blacksmith turned to look at the brothers around him and asked, "Who has extra bullets?" ”

The brothers shook their heads.

"Sir, I only have one shot.

"Sir, I only have two melon grenades left."

......

The blacksmith didn't know if he didn't ask, and he was shocked when he asked, but he didn't expect that the brothers would run out of bullets.

"Not everyone fired more than ten bullets just now, why did they run out so quickly." The blacksmith asked with a dark face.

"Battalion commander, the little devils came up in turn, and this was wiped out unconsciously." Some brothers answered.

Hearing this, the blacksmith of the first battalion commander was also taken aback, and looked at the little devil who was pulling the straggler line in the distance, and finally understood.

"Don't shoot, everybody!" The blacksmith commanded the brethren in a loud voice.

"Battalion commander, what's wrong?" Seeing that the battalion commander blacksmith was going to let the devil over, some company commanders were puzzled.

The blacksmith of the first battalion said with a calm face: "Do you know why the devils are attacking us in turns, but they are about to leave?" “

The brothers around them shook their heads in confusion.

"They're trying to drain our bullets, and when we're out of ammo, they'll be able to take us down without much effort." The blacksmith told his guess.

After hearing this, the brothers suddenly realized, and then they broke out in a cold sweat, and they were unconsciously tricked by the devil.

"Grandma, I said that such a little devil has been tempting, and his feelings are trying to consume our ammunition."

"Damn, the little devil is too insidious!" The brothers were all swearing, and they scolded the little devils.

"Battalion commander, what now?"

Now that the brothers had run out of ammunition, they all turned their attention to the battalion commander blacksmith for help.

The battalion commander blacksmith said coldly: "Leave a few brothers with good marksmanship to shoot and confuse the devils, and the rest of the brothers don't shoot, let the devils come!" ”

"Yes!"

Immediately the brothers passed on the words to each other, and the blacksmith's order was passed down.

This time, the little devils who came with the stragglers were also a squad, and they quickly came into range of the brethren.

But this time, the brethren didn't shoot at the thunderbolt again, only the brothers in the sniper team were shooting the little devils.

The devil soldiers pull the skirmishers, although they can reduce the casualties covered by dense firepower, but they can't stop the snipers with high shooting accuracy.

"Poof!"

The brothers in the sniper team all shot unhurriedly and calmly, and as the dull gun rang out, one of the devil's heads was blown out, and red and white sprayed everywhere.

"Good!"

"Well played!"

The other brothers who did not shoot were applauded loudly when they saw the devil being shot in the head, which undoubtedly gave great encouragement to the brothers in the sniper team.

"Bang!"

The dull sound of gunfire rang out again, followed by a devil in the distance who fell to the ground again and struggled twice without moving.

Under the point fire of the sniper group, the devil advanced only a few dozen meters, and more than a dozen people fell.

At this distance before, the defenders had already opened fire, and now there were only sporadic gunshots, which made the devil soldiers who attacked this time a lot more courageous.

"The people of China are out of ammunition, charge!"

The captain of the devil's squad was ordered to consume the defenders' bullets, but now that he had judged that the opponent was running out of ammunition, he immediately ordered a feint attack to a strong attack.

After all, the little devils also want to make a contribution, and seeing the opportunity to rush forward to eliminate the guerrillas, how can they resist this temptation.

After the devil squad leader gave the order, these devil soldiers hesitated a little and rushed forward, but they didn't dare to let go of their footsteps and rushed, they were still ready to retreat at any time.

However, after rushing out for almost a few tens of meters, the defenders still did not shoot, only sporadic blockades, which undoubtedly made them frightened, and they rushed forward with howls.

The Devil's squad leader had even begun to imagine that their squad would be the hero of the extermination of the guerrillas.