"Tsk, sample, I haven't seen you for a year!" The fat man looked at the flying soldiers who rushed over on the basis of the armored vehicles of the special combat team, and his face was full of smiles. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ancients Yun Shibei was impressed for three days, and now he has not seen the soldiers under him for a year, and the fat man compared the flying army with a year ago, and found that although the gap is not big, the spirit and spirit shown are higher than a year ago.

What made him most fortunate was that the German-made armored vehicles and Willis jeeps were transported back to China, and he had never taught any offensive formations, and now the stormtroop formation of the special combat armored vehicles made him feel bright.

Four German-made armored vehicles are on the periphery, responsible for simply protecting the five jeeps inside, and the five jeeps loaded with M2 heavy machine guns and the skirmishers on board are excellent weapons for dealing with approaching little devils.

This combination not only protects the jeep inside, but also clears the armored vehicle from the suicide attack of the **** carried by the little devil.

The fat man was glad that the special combat team had found a suitable combat formation for himself, and he could finally rest assured that this team lacked him, and it was also a tiger and wolf division that made the invaders fearful!

With him, then this team is not only a division of tigers and wolves, it is a pest that makes the little devil cry and cry for his mother, and he can't be eliminated!

"Shoot Lao Tzu hard in the air, no one is allowed to be lazy!" Wu Dascar held the Browning with the gun, shouting and shouting on the position, and the drama should be lively, otherwise not only will the drama not be real, but it will also make the flying army and the special combat team small.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Bang ......"

So there were twenty light and heavy machine gun rifles, and the ping-pong was very ping-pong, as if it was really like that, but take a closer look, good guys, the puppet army in a position, all of them are emptying their guns in the sky!

While the flying army and the special combat team charged, they also fired their guns into the sky, and the little devil commander, who was hundreds of miles away, used binoculars to look at the two sides as if they were fighting very lively, but they couldn't see the two sides emptying their guns at all.

But the little devil commander was suspicious in his heart, because the two sides of the battle did not see the explosion, not even a single fucking shell fell, and both sides were all ping pong shooting at each other.

"Yaga!" The little devil commander was puzzled, cursed, and thought to himself, damn it, usually Wu Da Scar's team can't fight such a fierce battle, and now it's a hard fight against the flying army and the special combat team, God knows if Wu Da Scar's group of cowards can resist.

The two sides shoot at each other, you come and go, ping pong, it's so lively, look at all the devil soldiers on the little devil position.

This battle, this firepower intensity, tsk, they really underestimated the combat effectiveness of the mixed brigade of the Imperial Allied Army.

It's just that even the three of them were almost cleaned up by these bandits, and the mixed brigade of the Imperial Association Army is not enough to see at all.

After a while, the armored vehicles of the special combat team took the lead in rushing to the position of the mixed brigade of the Imperial Cooperative Army, and then the little devil commanders and little devil soldiers on the little devil position watched their "lackeys" fall one by one.

It's the same as Kubota (a kind of combine harvester) cutting wheat and rice, the machine pushes it flat and falls down one by one, and this Nima also dies too quickly, and the ping pong that was so hot just now is hanging at the touch of a button.

The little devil commander raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, speechless, just now he thought that the mixed brigade of the Imperial Association Army was a dish, but now he found that the mixed brigade of the Imperial Allied Army was not a dish at all.

Even with the countertop, it's just a plate of appetizing sauerkraut!

"Fucking pretend to be dead for Lao Tzu, hurry up, whoever dares to disobey the order and pretend to be dead, Lao Tzu will collapse him and let him really die!" Wu Da Scar scolded his own soldiers while waving the Browning in his hand angrily.

This scene was seen by the little devil commander in the distance with a telescope, and he thought that this thing was reprimanding the puppet army, as if to say: "Resist it, hold it, hold it up!" ”

Gotcha, the drama is getting more and more real!

The armored vehicles of the special combat team took the lead, followed by the four-wheel drive Willis Jeep, and before the vehicles arrived, the puppet soldiers rolled to the position one after another, and died a painful death, just like his mother's reward.

The flying army that followed closely followed the armored vehicle and pushed it over, all the way unimpeded.

In the positions defended by more than 5,000 puppet troops, the two sides came into contact for less than 10 minutes, and the puppet troops collectively "died" -- this is what the little devil thinks in the eyes of the little devil.

Including Wu Da Scar, he didn't escape, and he was "killed in battle" in this battle!

"Wu Da Scar and the Imperial Allied Army Mixed Brigade are true friends of the Empire, and they have washed away their suspicions with their war deaths!" The little devil commander sighed with emotion, sighed, and said.

This little devil commander is from a scholarly background, and sentimentality is the problem, it's just ......

"Yaga!" As soon as the little devil sighed at Wu Da's scar and the heroic sacrifice of the mixed brigade with the Imperial Army, he thought of the terrible consequences.

The rear of the mixed brigade of the Imperial Allied Army is the headquarters of the Matsui Division, and only the 105th Wing, which has participated in the attack on the mountain and suffered a big loss, is defending, and according to the combat effectiveness of this group of bandits, it is only a matter of time before the half-crippled 105th Wing defense line is broken.

They must dare to attack the rear of this group of thieves armed to the teeth before the 105th Wing is broken through the defenses, and flank the front and rear of the 105th Wing to have a chance of winning.

The little devil commander continued to roar loudly: "I order, the three wings will lose the seriously wounded and immediately pursue the thieves who have crossed the defense line of the mixed brigade of the Imperial Cooperative Army!" ”

The little devil officers who followed him immediately scattered in all directions, and they all went to gather their brigades and squadrons.

After more than ten minutes, the little devils began to jump out of their positions, and a squadron, a brigade, or a group of three or five rushed towards the flying army and special combat team that had already crossed the position of the mixed brigade of the Imperial Allied Army.

Wu Da Scar, who was lying on the floor and pretending to be dead, saw this scene, his face was excited, and he turned his head and asked the fat man next to him who was also lying on the ground and pretending to be dead: "Master Liu, the little devil on the battlefield really chased after him as you expected!" ”

"Hmm!" The fat man lying on his back had weeds and leaves in his mouth, his hands pillowed behind his head, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in a daze, and when he heard Wu Dascar's words, he said "um" in a nasal voice.

"Master Liu, are we sneaking into the little devil headquarters next?" Seeing that he didn't move, Wu Da Scar asked with an anxious face.

Now that the little devils have been mobilized by the fat man's strategy, as if this thing is not in a hurry, Wu Da Scar is anxious, but he doesn't dare to ask the reason, so he can only say something to test it.

"Hurry up, hear the gunshot!" The fat man rolled his eyes, he knew what was most important on the battlefield.

Undoubtedly, it is the timing, whether it is the timing of the attack, the timing of the retreat, or the timing of the attack, as long as the timing is grasped, all strategies and calculations can achieve twice the result with half the effort...... (To be continued.) )