"There are thirty-seven of us, hidden in the tunnel, which is also the way to evacuate, connecting the sewers, and the exit is behind the warehouse......" The mysterious man carefully explained the situation. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yang Guan frowned when he heard this, feeling that the number of people was too small and it was not safe to evacuate in the tunnel, so he interrupted the mysterious man's words and said, "Okay, let's talk about the situation of weapons and ammunition directly." ”

There were only thirty-seven people, fighting against a reinforced squadron of little devils, more than two hundred and fifty people, and they were extremely well guarded, with dense bunkers and barricades, and dozens of people were not enough to stuff their teeth.

Retreating from the tunnels is completely unworkable, an unreliable plan, unless the warehouse is blown up afterwards to erase all traces, and a death squad must be sent to distract the little devils, otherwise the plan cannot be implemented smoothly.

"One long and short gun, thirty bullets per person, thirty second-hand mines, homemade earth ......bombs," the mysterious man said with a little excitement, his eyes full of confidence.

Yang Guan raised his hand to stop the chattering introduction, and said disdainfully: "You dare to pay attention to the warehouse with this little belongings, bold, hand over all the grenades to me......"

"Why are you? I really thought that one person could ......" Xiao Wang retorted angrily, he couldn't get used to seeing such an arrogant person, and there were five people and six people pointing fingers.

"What do you say? With my bare hands to blow up two destroyers, idiot, do you think it's a fluke? Afterwards, I fought with the little devil master on the river, and there was no accident? And what are you doing? Yang Guan's reprimand turned his head and face on his face instantly became angry.

Wake up the person in the dream with a word, what Yang Guan did can't be trusted, because everyone can't do it, the intuitive consciousness is not convinced, Xiao Wang's blood is not convinced, so he can't accept the reality.

Another reason is the identity problem, only the mysterious person knows the true identity of Yangguan, everyone is in the dark, everyone sees the leader caring for a person so much for the first time, and the jealousy and competitiveness will inevitably burst.

"Okay, you dissipate your anger, talk about the specific plan, and we will obey the command in all our actions!" The mysterious man spoke, glaring at everyone fiercely.

Coaxing, interjecting and questioning others is simply an unorganized and undisciplined behavior, and the mysterious person is very angry, and his face is a little unbearable.

"Listen, select four people with good marksmanship, sneak into the warehouse directly in front of a hundred meters away to ambush, and when the house is on fire, the little devil will definitely send someone to investigate, the four of them immediately knock off the searchlight, and then the guerrilla stop the little devil!" Yang Guan said solemnly, glanced at everyone, and waited for everyone to digest and understand.

"There are six people left in the room, and after the fire is lit, the four people in front of the warehouse should be connected, don't concentrate, all spread out to block the little devils, in order to attract the attention of the little devils and snipe, the more chaotic the better!" Yangguan explains the second way to guide the personnel.

"The rest of the people are hiding in the tunnel, waiting for my order to rush to the barricade behind the warehouse, everyone enters it to block the little devils, the way to win in the chaos, ignite the fire in five minutes, act!" Yang Guan directly gave the order.

The mysterious man and everyone were confused, what kind of play was this, as if listening to a book from heaven, confused.

However, Yangguan didn't have time to make a specific explanation, and the explanation was not clear, mainly because they were too unfamiliar with each other, and the tactics and effects were difficult to understand in a short time.

"What are you doing all the time? Execute the order, the task must be completed, even if it is ...... sacrifice" The mysterious man said solemnly, although he didn't understand Yangguan's routine in his heart, but time waits for no one.

"To add, everyone has a unified muzzle, sniping the little devils in parallel, the warehouse is my position, the most important thing is to change a place with a shot, I lead the team to fight, and death is a shame!" Yang Guan walked to the door and turned around and explained.

Yang Guan saw that everyone present had no confidence, and there was no trace of brilliance in their eyes, but there was a sense of determination, and the willpower to die calmly in order to complete the task.

"Xiao Wang, Xiao Li......" The mysterious man nodded to Yang Guan, and then made specific arrangements, and everyone began to operate busily.

Yang Guan took the yellow cloth satchel handed over by one person, opened his pocket, and thirty-two grenades lay quietly inside, with a smell of iron and gunpowder.

Twisting the yellow satchel full of grenades, the corners of Yang Guan's mouth showed a trace of curvature, and then he walked out of the hall, and disappeared into the night in an instant.

The wind howled through, and through the cracks in the broken tiles of the remnant wall, it rolled up a streak of blood-stained dust and flew high into the air with a whining sound.

Yang Guan smelled the bloody breath in the dust, stepped on the place where the yin soul spoke, and inadvertently tightened the yellow satchel in his hand, and a murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

The blood of the Chinese people cannot be shed in vain, Yang Guan muttered silently in his heart, and rushed forward with swift steps, facing the bloody dust rolled up by the strong wind, which gradually ignited the heart of killing.

In a moment, Yang Guan rushed to the back of the warehouse, and quickly reconnoitred the barricades on both sides of the warehouse, the barricades built against the wall supervised two directions, three times larger than the barricades in front of them, and there were sixteen little devils stationed.

There were more than 30 people on both sides of the barricades, equipped with two heavy machine guns and four light machine guns, and the muzzles of the three or eight large covers were aimed in each direction, and the ladders were set up in the corners of the walls, and the searchlight soldiers stood on the roof.

To the northwest of the warehouse is a tent barracks set up by the little devils, and eight groups of patrols patrol each other around the warehouse, and the fixed posts block the range within 20 meters, which is so tight that it is impervious to wind and rain.

"Shasha..."The mysterious man crawled out of the tunnel and crawled forward to Yangguan's side, with a worried face, a look of wanting to say something, and countless fine sweats wrinkled on his brows.

Yang Guan glanced at it, ignored the worry, and said softly: "You see carefully, once I charge, your men will be divided into two groups, and they will crawl towards the two fortresses respectively, and when they hear the explosion, they will immediately charge, and seize the barricades to resist the enemy. ”

The mysterious man looked at him with scrutiny, his heart was in a mess, and after trying to stabilize his mind, he said: "I can trust you, but comrades have ideological baggage, I am worried that something will go wrong, your requirements are too high..."

"Stop, you can send a report to the little devil emperor now, saying that you haven't trained yet, and you will attack in three or five years, and he may agree!" Yang Guan said disdainfully, very angry in his heart.

The mysterious man's neck and ears were red, and if he uncovered the black veil on his face, he would definitely reveal his wonderful cheeks, and he knew that he was at a loss for what to do.

The comrades' combat qualities are too low, their marksmanship is reasonable, and their faith and psychological qualities are absolutely passable, but they lack experience in collective combat, and once something goes wrong, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Okay, I'll go to work," said the mysterious man.

"You have it, send a few more people to the northwest corner, and at the same time tell everyone one sentence: there are no weak soldiers under the god of war, unless he is born a bad man!" Yangguan offered a sentence of agitation. (To be continued.) )