Chapter Seventy-Eight: Proud Bones (Ask for Collection)
The wind and the waning moon, the scorched smoke is thick, the cold marrow penetrates the bones and the yin qi is dense, the fishy smell chokes people's hearts, and the hands are gone, and it is black. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Look, the little devils are talking, and there are cannonballs behind them, so that's our goal!" Yangguan's deep eyes shone brightly, and a mighty righteousness emanated from his body, sweeping away the evil qi.
"Hey, a body of equipment is scattered everywhere, gather to round up us, hehe, we have the final say on who dies first!" Xu Cai's eyes lit up, as if he had fallen in love with a blonde beauty, and he was instantly seduced by it.
Murong Yan's delicate body trembled slightly, she had just changed into clean clothes, and now she found that there was hope for revenge, and she was excited: "Then what are you waiting for, go, hurry up, if they disperse, they won't get anything." ā
Yang Guan glanced sideways at the impatient appearance of the pretty woman: "Don't worry, determine the route first, look, if you shoot flat, you need to go forward a hundred meters, but you will be discovered, this battle is a little difficult to fight." ā
The little devil's headquarters is brightly lit, and the place where the weapons are stacked is blocked by a fence, and the artillery bombardment can barely be carried out if it advances 100 meters, but the little devil is not muddy, and his reaction will not be slow.
Xu Cai pondered slightly, thoughtfully: "I don't think there is a problem, the front line is full of sporadic artillery sounds, and the tank is also in a leeward position, it's no problem to speed up, what I'm worried about is retreat?" ā
The west wind comes with the tides, cold and whiny, although the wind is not particularly strong, but it is not a problem to weaken the sound, and if you are not prepared, you may think that the sound of cannons is not a small risk, and you are afraid of the eardrums of the insiders.
"Zheng Zheng iron bones, is showing martial arts, crushing the rats!" Yangguan is confident, although he is not completely sure, but he must be killed from the front, raise the prestige of China, and arouse the enthusiasm of the Chinese people to resist the war.
Old China is like suffering from a terminal disease, accumulating a lot of old habits, causing the Chinese people to be weak and repeatedly bullied, but they still blindly tolerate it, and even cede land for compensation, and extremely lack the heart to resist!
The people of the country are humble and gentlemen, but they are weak, and in the long run, they have lost their arrogance, and their fighting spirit no longer exists. At this point, when the country is ruined and the family is ruined, if you don't wake up a sleeping mind as soon as possible, the country will not be a country!
Wang Hongjie had a lot of feelings, exhausted his efforts, worried about the country and the people, and instilled too many theories in Yangguan. At this moment, the little devil is inhumane, arrogant and domineering, how can China endure it anymore, when a tooth for a tooth shows the true colors of a man, but it is not easy to say, Yangguan naturally can't see it.
It is not the original intention to be a hero, but it is necessary to strike at the arrogance of the little devil, frustrate its spirit, and arrest its courage, so that the people have a chance to ease, so as to launch a full-scale war of resistance, why worry that the little devil will not be destroyed? !
Yangguan didn't know if it had any effect, but he had to do it, he was just thinking about it, and he didn't want to see the scene of the pretty woman's sleep, a small thing implicated thousands of households, and instantly strengthened his belief.
Xu Caijian's eyebrows raised, his eyes were round, and he said in his heart: "Sure enough, the hero is not like his style, he has always adapted measures to local conditions and changed with the camera, but at this time, he has to bravely enter the forefront of the unknown situation and look for death?" ā
He carefully examined the little proprietor, with infinite doubts, although he couldn't see the slightest bit, only a vague figure, but he was uneasy, and he didn't know whether to ask, and he was stumped.
Murong Yan sensitively sensed that her breath was wrong: "Are you afraid of death?" This is the most sleepy moment, the little devil is also a human being, and it is not impossible to act quickly, am I not afraid, are you a man? ā
Her words were direct and mean, pointing to the root, Xu Cai listened to it with a hot body, panicked, afraid of death and not ashamed, in order to eliminate the little devil is not ambiguous, but not the style and temperament.
"Okay, don't worry, the little devils on the front line are short of supplies, I observed for a night, and there were almost no supplies delivered, understand?" Yangguan does not fight unprepared battles and does not understand the situation on the front line, but after a few hours of fierce fighting with the national * army, the consumption must be very serious.
According to common sense, the little devil's command and heavy artillery positions and hospitals were destroyed, and it was normal to delay the delivery of supplies, and the appearance of loopholes was an opportunity, and a sudden attack when he was tired and sleepy, there should be no forks, and he returned dignified and slapped the little devil.
"Uh, okay, let's do it, it's already worth it anyway, and it's worth it if you have a dead ball!" Xu Cai is not lacking in blood, and it is even more obvious when he is about to fight, he belongs to the sullen type, a character who ignites at one point, and a gunpowder bag.
"Okay, follow me, don't wrestle, we have to return completely, only in this way can we give the little devil a slap in the face!" Yang Guan walked as he spoke, the speed was not very fast, and he dragged the two back to the tank all the way, and quickly started pre-war preparations.
The three of them got into the tank and said goodbye to the cold in an instant, and after a few hours, there was still some warmth inside, which showed how high the temperature was at that time.
"Wait, by the way, I noticed that there is a problem with the number on the tank, 8973 is too obvious, is it the reason for the exposure?" Murong Yan had a whim, glanced at it inadvertently, and guessed it out of a wit.
As the saying goes, when the light is dark, there must be a mistake in the hundreds, and the mind and sight are always staring at the enemy, but ignoring the problems around them. Yang Guan's deep eyes shrank, and his heart instantly lit up.
The problem that can't be guessed suddenly became clear, and Yang Guan thought of why the little devil set a trap for round-up, in the case of a telephone, if he found the problem, he would be nip in the bud instantly, this is the iron law of war, information is very important for war, stronger than weapons and ammunition.
"Damn, damn it, why didn't I think of it?" Xu Cai scratched the back of his head, extremely annoyed. Yangguan made a difficulty, he didn't care about it, but if he found out the root cause of the problem, he had to remedy it, maybe he could create a miracle, and it was completely possible on the battlefield.
"Little enemy, you want to change the number!" Murong Yan saw that the little man didn't say a word, and even ignored the consequences of delaying the fighter, and understood why women have a careful talent and are born.
"It's a pity that there is no paint, otherwise it would have been perfect to change the last 3 to 8!" Xu Cai is not stupid, he is thorough at one point, and he immediately feels that it is a good attention, but it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.
"Hehe, it's a coincidence, let's beat the headquarters first, there is a factory in the east, it was originally our home..."
Yangguan slapped the beautiful woman's back, signaling Xu Cai to start the tank, I can't wait any longer, otherwise I will miss the opportunity and lose more than I lose, Xu Cai Yi, instantly started the tank, and there was a rumbling sound.
The tank sped at the fastest speed, aiming directly at the enemy's headquarters, and attacked twice in one night, with a gallant and boundless rumbling and muffled thunder, lifting up the sand and mud blades and flying up into the air.
The gloomy night was torn apart in an instant, like a huge beast of the wilderness, crushed by with an incomparable ferocious momentum, leaving a crawler mark more than an inch deep all the way, roaring incessantly, earth-shattering.
"Bage, what sound, no, it's not good......" The devil commander was drenched in cold sweat, feeling that the breath of death was approaching, and shouted anxiously and vigilantly, but before he could explain, the strong light forced to come.
"Bang!" The Type 90 57 cannon spewed out tongues of fire, dazzling in the night, although it was only a short moment, but it made countless people deeply imprinted in their minds, and they were swept away by the air waves before they had time to think about it.
"Boom, boom..."The martyrdom burst into a brilliant brilliance, the explosions flashed brightly, and the air waves carried the undercurrent of destruction and whirled and cut wantonly, and suddenly the blood flowed into a river, and the mourning continued, and the Shura hell reappeared.
The little devils fell into the mud of death, like a cannibalistic whirlpool devouring life, and if they were unlucky, they were directly vaporized, and the broken arms and bones abounded, and there were countless wounded, and they were lucky that someone was a substitute for the dead.
The devil officer was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and he felt remorse in his heart: "Bage, damn it, it was hidden under his nose and not discovered, stupid, really stupid......" He came back to his senses, and the time between the launch of the tank and the launch of the artillery bombardment was only seven or eight seconds, which was enough to explain everything.
The devil officer regretted that he shouldn't have taken care of the headquarters, and he was tied up by the mess, so that there was such a major loophole, and he deserved it!
The hospital was bombed, the artillery position was destroyed, and the headquarters was pressed down one by one, and as the only remaining supreme commander, he was distracted, and he did not have the talent for management, so it was not a pity to die.
"Withdraw, don't bother here, the wounded soldiers will bleed to death, rush to the factory, hurry!" Yangguan decisively gave the order to retreat, and the tanks rumbled and flashed away, leaving only the bloody Shura field.
"Little enemy, you are addicted to playing with the lights out, how can I recognize the way when this black light is blind?" Murong Yan pouted unhappily, turned off the lights again and destroyed the enemy headquarters, and at this moment, he turned off the lights and sneaked around, which was embarrassing.
"Girl, report the intersection, you must not turn on the lights, if it weren't for the order of the little devils not being established, we would have died a long time ago, even if so, we have to sneak!" Yangguan directly vetoed turning on the lights, which was looking for death.
The roar of the tank was very loud, but the sporadic artillery sound was not small, and occasionally there was a burst of heavy shelling, and the stealth was absolutely reliable, and after a while: "Quick, find white paint, red paint too, hurry..."