"Are the Demomen ready?" Hu Fei lowered his voice and asked Li San, the head of the regiment beside him.

"Ready. Demoman, on! ”

With Li San's low shout, the two soldiers ran out of the woods with explosives bags in their arms, and quickly approached the devil's turret with the help of the shadow of the tree and the cover of stones.

On the turret, the devil with the gun walked a few steps every once in a while, and turned in a different direction from time to time. When the devil is facing this way, the Demoman crouches in place and remains still, waiting for the devil's face to turn before running a few quick steps. After a few stop-and-go attempts, the two Demomen finally managed to reach the bottom of the turret. Pulling the fuse, the two quickly evacuated. In the dark, Hu Fei could clearly see the sparks burning with the fuse.

Probably running too fast, the noise caused was a bit loud, and the devil on duty upstairs finally discovered the abnormality below. The devil shouted a few times, and the people below not only did not stop, but ran faster. "Smack!" The devil shot. The warrior who was running in front of him stumbled and fell, and the warrior behind him fell on his laurels. Hu Fei's heart tightened.

The beam of the searchlight shot down from the turret, clearly illuminating the two figures lying on the ground. The devil was pulling the bolt, and more devils ran over to watch, and the two warriors were about to be exposed to the devil's gun!

It was at this time that the fuse burned to the head. A dazzling firelight was followed by a deafening loud bang, "Boom! The tall turret shook two and three times, and finally fell apart under the burden. Hu Fei could clearly see through the telescope that the devil on the turret threw his rifle and waved his arms in horror, and disappeared with the disintegration of the turret.

The Xizhuang Fort, which is known as radiating twenty villages, has been wiped out!

"Up!" Hu Fei gave an order, and the soldiers of the first regiment shouted in unison, ran out of the woods and rushed to the collapsed turret. The turret is just a powerful fortress, and there is a devil's barracks under the turret. The turret fell, and the barracks lost their barrier. What Hu Fei has to do is to let the soldiers rush into the barracks, kill devils, and grab supplies!

The devil's military camp was built under the turret, and such a tall building was blown down, with a huge noise, vibration, and countless broken bricks and short tiles falling from the sky, the possibility of the devil's military camp surviving did not exist at all. Our soldiers did not come to fight at all, they came to take advantage of the fire to rob.

Mending the wounded devils and exchanging something useful from the broken bricks and rotten tiles was the main job they rushed over with cheers.

Hu Fei took Yuan Fang and Huo Qinglong to run over to see the two demomen. The two men had been surrounded by stretchers. The first soldier was shot in the waist, but not fatally; The second fighter just fell and had a bit of skin on his arm. The soldier who was shot in the waist was carried onto the stretcher, but the soldier with a bruised arm did not want to go on the stretcher, and was arguing with the stretcherman.

Seeing this scene, Hu Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fallen soldiers are inevitable in every battle, but it would be a pity if these two warriors who bombed the tower died. If you can complete the task and not die, this is the best result.

The battle soon ended, and the fighters, who had returned with a full load, quickly evacuated the scene of the incident. When the devil reinforcements who arrived after hearing the news came to the scene, they saw a large pile of ruins.

On a section east of Yuci on the Zhengtai Railway, Hu Fei returned the sweaty towel to Xu Yajun next to him, picked up the pickaxe and smashed it down again. Nearly 1,000 soldiers of our army were concentrated on the section of more than 100 meters, and the sound of clanging iron could be heard half a mile away. It was Yang Jinsheng who took a big wrench in front of Hu Fei to remove the screws, and it was his second regiment to dismantle the railway this time.

Hu Fei arranged combat missions based on the information provided by the reconnaissance battalion, and he went wherever he was not contracted by the Eighth Route Army, and he went wherever the Japanese puppet forces were weak. In short, he is picking an unpopular place to fight, whether it is a strategic place or not, and it doesn't matter whether the target is important or not, anyway, he is going to fight and leave.

In the vast area occupied by the Japanese puppet army, there are not many real strategic and vital points. Most of them are unimportant and have little strategic value.

Hu Fei picked such a place to start. You can't hurt the bones of the devil even if you hit it, and you can't move the vital point. After the fight was finished on his side, the devils didn't care about retaliation, and the Eighth Route Army over there made even more noise. Hundred regiments battle! If you don't say hello well, it's really going to be fatal!

The Eighth Route Army is haunted, and it is often the place where the devil's flesh hurts suddenly attacks, and there is no law at all. Lieutenant General Yoshio Sukukka, commander of the Japanese First Army, was busy, blocking the east and blocking the west, and looking at the north from the south, and hurriedly plugging leaks and filling holes everywhere. But the more hectic it is, the more defensive, and the more it loses.

In the end, General Suzuka was furious and roared loudly at the headquarters: "Eight Geyalu, the people of China are cunning and cunning, and they are all dead!" "The old devil is angry, he can't find the Eighth Route Army, he wants to make the people angry!

The troops took another puppet stronghold, killed and wounded more than a dozen people, and captured more than two dozen prisoners. The battle was fought well, and Hu Fei led the victorious troops to return to the station happily. As he walked, Leng Buding saw smoke rising in front of him, was it the smoke from the villagers when they were cooking?

Hu Fei didn't want to disturb the people. Now the situation is sinister, and if the devils retaliate against the villagers because of entertaining the 88 columns, it will be a trap for the masses. Hu Fei ordered the troops not to enter the village, but to walk around the village. As soon as the order was given, there was a sudden pungent smell in the air, like the smell of something burning.

When Hu Fei sniffed it, his face became ugly at that time. He had smelled this smell more than once before, in Northeast China, in North China, and in Jiangnan. That's the smell of arson after the devil slaughtered the village!

"Quick, go ahead, go over and have a look!"

As Hu Fei expected, this village should have been plagued by devils not long ago. There are several charred human bodies hanging from the trees, houses on fire, and naked female corpses at the entrance of the village, all of which are silent accusations of the shameless and brutal acts of the Japanese invaders!

The perpetrators had long since gone away, and Hu Fei could only take the grief-filled warriors to extinguish the fire, bury the corpses, and silently keep the hatred in his heart. Secretly vow: next time on the battlefield, I must double down on those shameless opponents!