"Boom, boom, boom......"

Looking intently at the smoke and dust of the explosion in the rear, everyone in the advance team had mixed feelings in their hearts, they were pursued by the Japanese army on the battlefield on the southern front, and it was the same when they moved to the northern front, and the feeling of being pursued was really embarrassing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Japanese army did not pursue for the time being, maybe the feet couldn't catch up with the wheels, and suddenly turned into an old woman with her feet wrapped, but the devil tank cluster will definitely catch up.

It's a pity, the battlefield is only more than half cleaned, and it's a shame to waste, but the Japanese army can't get anything, just the scale of the smoke and dust of this treacherous thunder explosion, it is estimated that the battlefield is full of debris, and the little devil should be scolding his mother, right?

The Japanese army deserved to clean up the pieces, and they even planned to encircle and annihilate the advance team, their appetite was really not small, fortunately they were informed by the instructor in advance, and now it was the turn of the Japanese army to be dumbfounded, right?

The eyes of all the people in the advance team changed, and they were in awe, and their eyes looked through the rear of the car with contempt at the smoke and dust of the explosion behind them, mixed with a sense of loss.

The Japanese tank cluster came suddenly, and the instructor originally planned to fight the Japanese troops on the left and right flanks, but after receiving the information of the devil tank cluster, it failed.

The time of the march is hard, not long ago from this place of training, never thought of fighting a battle and returned the same way, everyone's heart is not a taste, that is, nostalgia and dazed.

The signal soldier looked at the instructor who was sleeping soundly with his back against the carriage, and couldn't bear to disturb it, but the military situation was urgent, and he said loudly: "Report Zero, our tank is calling, the number of tank clusters of the Japanese army is very large, and the preliminary estimate is about 100 vehicles, requesting a tactical mission?" ”

"Hmm!" Yang Guan responded, his sore body moved his nest, and he stared at the apologetic communication soldier with half-open eyes and said: "Order them to follow the devil tank, cooperate with the reconnaissance post to keep an eye on the devil tank, and the peep machine will be mixed in." ”

"What? Mixing, mixing? The communications soldier stared at the instructor in surprise with a pair of lantern eyes, too stupid to know what to do?

The cuckoo was also stunned, his eyes looked left and right, and when he saw the soldiers in the carriage looking at him in surprise, he hurriedly reached out and stroked his forehead, and his face was confused with the normal body temperature from the palm of his hand.

"Smack!" Yang Guan gently slapped her slender hand away, glared at her angrily, turned his head sideways to inspect the crowd and said, "Why, Lao Tzu's order is disobeyed?" ”

"Whirring ......"

Everyone came back to their senses, almost everyone took a deep breath, shook their heads slightly, and didn't know whether it was a knee-jerk act that they would not disobey the order or not understanding.

No. 18 looked solemn, moved to the instructor as the body shook, a few drops of sweat rolled into his eyes from his forehead, he shook his head and squinted and said, "Zero, you let our tanks mix into the devil tank cluster, this is absolutely impossible?" ”

Yang Guanwei raised his head and stared at him, hating that iron could not become steel, kicked on his calf and belly, and shouted angrily: "Your brain melon seed is Muyu Gada, did Lao Tzu say that the tank was mixed in?" ”

"Smack!" The cuckoo glared at him in disgust, raised his hand and slapped it on his leg, ignoring No. 18, who was kneading his leg, and said lightly: "What do you think so, hurry up and say it?" ”

It's not good, this girl is getting more and more clingy, in case the shot goes off...... Yang Guan's heart was mixed, he glanced at her, raised his hand and motioned for her to sit aside, and didn't pay attention to the impact.

The cuckoo reluctantly shifted and leaned against him, blushing and staring at him wistfully for an answer.

The people in the command carriage focused on his face, their eyes were hot, and they were so anxious that beads of sweat spilled all over the ground with the shaking of the body, adding a sense of heat, and the smell of sweat was full.

The smell in the compartment, gunsmoke, sweat, etc. mixed together with the bumpy roaming of the truck, spicy throat.

Yang Guan raised his hand and fanned the breath that came to his face, looked around at everyone and said, "Didn't you find the Communist guerrillas yesterday?" Just hand over the tank to them, and you can't leave it if you keep it. ”

"What?" No. 18 lifted half of his body with his left hand, grabbed the back of his head with his right hand, stared at him with round eyes and said, "Zero, they are a ragtag army and not a real Eighth Route Army, and they can't leave if they are handed over......

"Isn't it okay to close your crow's mouth and leave one to teach? Is it okay to bury a tank in place? Yang Guan sat up and looked at everyone with an angry face.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and they were really reluctant in their hearts, they were ten tanks, and this combat power was given to others before it came into use, what should the advance team do?

Not long ago, he was exploited by Jiang Guangtou, swept away most of the weapons and ammunition, artillery and tanks, and the brothers who lived and died together.

"Tick, tick, tick......"

The telegram was passed out in the depressed eyes of everyone, and the heart sank like a fallen leaf in the wind, and the road ahead was long and bright, what was left of the advance team?

Yang Guan looked around at everyone and didn't speak, leaned on the car wall panel and pretended to sleep, his heart was also very troubled, what could he do if the plan couldn't catch up with the changes?

The original plan was to encircle and annihilate the Seko detachment to lure the enemy into depth, and then use tanks to flank the Japanese reinforcements before and after the attack, but the calculation sounded but did not materialize.

God knows what the hell the Japanese army is fighting, but it is enough to prove that the Japanese army is very jealous of the advance team, and it is obviously a targeted arrangement.

Here's the problem, ten tanks are hidden in the enemy's war zone, and once they move their nests, they will definitely be discovered by devil sentinels.

In the case that the Japanese army has a tank cluster, there is no way to survive, and the way of fighting is not an advance team, and the only way to hand over the tanks to the communist guerrillas is the best policy.

Even if the guerrillas can't drive away the tanks, they must have a way to hide, and as long as they don't fall into the hands of the Japanese army, they will win.

Besides, it is the style of the advance team to make something out of nothing, and the Japanese army is still worried that there will be no iron lumps to call a tank cluster?

The convoy staggered on the dirt road, slow, stop-and-go, and could not wait for the response of the outpost, and the Japanese troops and the outpost were lying on their stomachs, which was intriguing.

At noon the next day, the sun was shining, and the advance party rested comfortably on the side of the dirt road, ushering in a speechless message.

The cuckoo gritted his teeth in anger, his delicate body trembled slightly, his beautiful eyes stared at the telegram in his hand, and read in a trembling voice: "The Fujicheng garrison is calling, the road is unblocked, the garrison will be punished as a traitor, and the time limit is one day, go and stay respectful!" ”

What the hell is going on? The national army issued an order to expel the guests, and the advance team was not happy to act as a shield for them, so why should they be punished as traitors?

Everyone was so angry that their faces were red and their necks were thick, and they couldn't wait to rush to the Fujicheng headquarters to ask in person, who would dare to stop the advance team in the war of resistance?

"I knew it was going to happen!" The little man muttered to himself, raised his head slightly and stared at the instructor and said: "Yesterday I asked the soldiers of the national army, why is the battalion commander of the national army so virtuous, the soldier is blunt, and the younger brother of a certain division commander is the deputy battalion commander......"

"Don't say it, all of them are open, withdraw from the range of Fuji City, and go!" Yang Guan had no joy or sorrow, but his heart was much more comfortable and lighter, and a plan was quietly generated.