The mountain artillery looked at the battlefield that dragged to more than 500 meters, except for a group of two devils who ran away, there were only about 30 people on their own side standing, and more than a dozen men fell down permanently. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After the grief-stricken mountain cannon distributed the liquor, he poured a jar directly on his body, patted the horse that was almost disemboweled, and took out a jar again and put it in front of him.

"Master, twelve people, the cigarette stick is also in the ground!" Liuzi's hoarse voice sat beside the mountain cannon with a crying voice.

Smelling the smoke of the air, the mountain cannon sniffed, took a cigarette from the system with trembling hands, and lit one himself after dispersing, "All burned, see off the brothers!" You can't let the devil pull it out of the dirt and spoil it! ”

Cigarette sticks, people as their name suggests, all day and night in addition to fighting, all holding big cigarette sticks in front of the mountain cannon, the height of one meter eighty-five is the same as the stupid big man is a machine gunner, his hometown is in Liangshan, determined to be a cultural person, no wife and no queen, the mother and father died in the hands of the devil who rushed into Ji 1 South a few years ago.

The dead man and the small squad leader of the Fengjun army with a broken arm, three ringing horses, seven locks, and the team brought by Lao Guo are now only ten people.

Shan Pao didn't know how to tell the living brothers about his lofty goals for the future, and he didn't understand what the men thought was a good life.

After all, in the eyes of the mountain cannon, a later generation, a house, a car and a girl are considered a good life. However, the men said that there is wine and meat every day, even if you live in a mountain nest with the mountain master, this is a good life!

After cleaning the battlefield, everyone was dirty, and their faces were not only blood and ashes, but also some mud.

The mountain cannon got up and threw away the cigarette butt, looked at the men who were tired but still resolute, and roared: "Do you regret it?!" ”

"It's not the pure masters who regret it!"

"Fight devils, don't regret it!"

"If I die in battle, I am definitely worthy of my dead parents!"

Seeing that the men insisted as always, the mountain cannon took out the food and put it on the ground, "Just eat here, the devil dares to come, let's continue to fight!" ”

"What the master says is what he says!"

A group of men heroically picked up the wine jar and poured it wildly in the pile of corpses in the ice and snow.

The mountain cannon pulled the wild goose's leg and looked at the harvest this time.

More than 700 rifles, three devils' grenadiers, two crooked handles, more than 10,000 bullets, and more than 500 torn military uniforms, half of which are devils and half are former soldiers, but the military caps are colorful stars that are puppeteous.

The achievement was not achieved, because there were less than 1,000 people on both sides of the war, which also made Yang Dali notice his own disadvantage, that is, there were few people!

The devil lieutenant finally died under the machine gun, 1000 yuan. The two devil lieutenants, together they are 1000, and the devil Cao Chang is five = 500 yuan. A total of 12 Jun Cao and Wu Chang = 1200. 212 devils were killed, 133 were killed by the puppet army, there were few people, no prisoners, 3450, a total of 7150 yuan, counting the previous raid of the team of devils, the coins in the mountain artillery have reached 8000.

But the mountain cannon still feels that it is less, and 100 yuan for a ringing horse is a drop in the bucket for the next task!

The mountain artillery was just about to recruit 50 Xiangma as a supplement to the troops, and the second dog pounced again, shouting excitedly: "Master, Yilan's devil was ambushed in the Jinsha mine, and he lost a wing!" ”

The mountain cannon was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, "Wocao, Xie Wendong is hanging like this?!" Is the message accurate? ”

"It's true, when the devils bombed Xiangma Mountain, they also sent a reconnaissance plane to Tu1 Long 1 Mountain Town, but they were swept down by the machine gunners arranged by Jing Zhenqing. In retaliation, the Hirose Division arranged for two squadrons to go to the countryside to encircle and suppress the People's Salvation Army they formed.

Unexpectedly, the first squadron was ambushed by more than 2,000 of them at Liudaogou and almost wiped out the entire army. When the other squadron received the news, they immediately returned to help, but they were again ambushed by another 2,000 people of the People's National Salvation Army!

The devil's army stationed in Yilan immediately dispatched the whole army, Xie Wendong immediately divided the People's National Salvation Army of the first division into pieces, and led the devil into the mountains, but Jing Zhenqing led the second division to attack Yilan! Now their armed forces have exceeded five thousand! ”

The mountain artillery was stunned by the news of the second dog, damn, I remember that in history, Xie Wendong's troops were not so big at all! Did you come by yourself to change history?

"Where did they get so many weapons?!" Mountain Cannon asked suspiciously.

"Master, do you remember when we bombed the 63rd Wing? Later, after we copied the devil's bank and the county government, we didn't check it, so we led the chasing devils to run away in a hurry, forgetting to check the devil's arsenal! The devil bit our tail and didn't let go, and together with the Ilan defenders, Xie Wendong, who only had more than 500 guns at the time, swept the Ilan arsenal with more than 1,000 people, and later armed more than 2,000 people! There are more guns, more robbers, Tulong Mountain is a hundred miles away, not to mention devils, even the puppet army has no weapons! ”

The mountain cannon was as disgusting as eating a dead fly, "Grass, what the hell is this to make a wedding dress for someone else?!" ”

Ergouzi nodded, "Obviously, we blew up the devil Dazuo, but it was Xie Wendong who wrote in the newspaper!" ”

"Nima!" The mountain cannon was furious, and his mind quickly turned twice, "In the future, I will fight the devil and leave a name!" Teniang's Xiangma Mountain is empty, and I'm not afraid that the devil will know. When cleaning the battlefield, Lao Tzu engraved the words "Xiangma Mountain" in the obvious place of the devil! ”

"It's still mighty!"

"Domineering!"

"Cow!"

"Master, aren't you three words? Also, is it obvious where the little chirp is? Let's stripped off the devils, and the first thing normal people look at must be there! The second child chewed the garlic and stood up.

"Smack!" The mountain cannon whipped over, "Your uncle, engrave Xiangma Mountain on the small cannon, you are a special mother, isn't this insulting me?!" ”

The second child rubbed his buttocks suspiciously, touched his head and sat down, and looked at the sixth son who was drinking vegetable soup on the side in confusion, "What do you mean?" ”

Liuzi looked at the mountain cannon that went to feed the horses in the distance, and whispered, "You forgot the name of the master?" Engraved on the small chirp of Ma Shan, isn't it obvious that it is talking about how many Ma Shan cannons are? ”

The second child stretched out his hand and gave himself a big mouth, and helped the mountain cannon feed the horse.

"Master, I definitely didn't mean to say that you are a handful!"

Mountain Artillery: "...

Sixth Son: "...

Locks: "・・・・・"

"Whoa・・・・・ master, I was wrong..."

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The second child's inferiority can wipe away a lot of sorrow after the war, the mountain artillery calculated the money, recruited fifty heavily armed ringing horses again, and then went straight to Yuyuan, the devil squadron was destroyed, there must be no one in the county, it was a good time to rob!

Although Xie Wendong won three battles in a row, not only severely damaged the 63rd Wing, almost won a wing flag, but also owned field artillery, machine guns, grenades, shells, cars, gold and other trophies, but life was not easy!

As an army behind enemy lines fighting guerrillas in the mountains, it is the last word to be simple and evacuate quickly, but looking at the horse-drawn field artillery and the trucks that few people can drive, the group almost scratched their scalps.