The ambush in sorghum...it's a joke in itself.

A large number of Japanese armored vehicles opened the road. Subsequently, there were too many people in the puppet army's baggage team, and it was difficult to turn around on the narrow road.

The combat effectiveness of the Ninth Battalion was not weak, and he did not dare to attack the Japanese convoy in the end.

The bold and destined to die was at the middle of the "ambush" position.

The team under his command was ambushed in the shape of an inverted T-shaped sorghum on both sides of the south road.

The pseudo-company commander suddenly raised his ears, and there seemed to be sporadic gunshots on the wings behind him?

I pricked up my ears and carefully identified them for a while, but the rifle didn't seem to ring again.

It seems that I should have had an illusion by the Eighth Route Army heavy machine gun.

Hidden in the green gauze tent, I dug a single soldier pit on both sides of the path, so I don’t have to worry about the Eighth Route Army’s heavy machine gun shooting.

At some point, the sunny sky began to be covered with dark clouds.

The plains that have been drought for more than a year have tended to rain heavily, which should be considered a good thing!

Suddenly, a large piece of rifle shooting sound appeared on both sides, followed by a Czech machine gun roar.

The fake company commander was stunned for a moment, and he definitely heard it right this time!

No, the Eighth Route Army copied the two wings behind him...

The pseudo-company commander responded quickly and immediately ordered: "Brothers from both sides, please hold me back..."

The front eight-way heavy machine gun suddenly stopped firing.

Rifles and light machine guns are fired in pieces.

"You are surrounded."

"Snatch the gun and don't kill it!"

"The Eighth Route Army keeps its word!"

"Whoever moves to kill him..."

The puppet soldiers whose muzzle was always facing north were panicked and wanted to turn the muzzle around.

Bang... The hand holding the gun fell weakly, the body curled up in the individual pit, and the muscles suddenly contracted and turned into convulsions...

Puchi... The bayonet pierces directly into the thigh... "Ah..."

"Whoever moves to kill him!" "Should you kill him if you keep the gun!"

...

"What are the dogs on the flank doing?" "I was discovered only after I entered our team?" "The fucking Eighth Route Army did not follow the routine!"

"Shouldn't the Eighth Route Army come from the north... wait for us to ambush?"

"This is unscientific!" The puppet soldiers who raised their hands and squatted in the fox pit were still confused.

Surprise and even overcome fear...

A human-shaped lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, reflecting the sinister sky pale.

Then, rumbling... an earth-shaking thunder exploded in the sky.

The soldiers and militiamen who were cleaning the battlefield began to become a little confused: "Be honest, you dare to drill into the sorghum field? Believe it or not, I don't recognize people!"

Bang...bang...bang...stop warning shooting.

"Don't shoot, surrender..." The puppet troops stuck in dense grove poles had to squeeze out...

"This damn sorghum..." "Why are you looking so good this year?"

Looking at the puppet army trooped east by the militia, Yang Crazy Frown frowned: "Is this a fucking play with house?"

"Stop looking..." Perhaps having had a similar experience, Hu Yi, who was carrying a machine gun, seemed to understand Yang Fengzi's thoughts at this time: "If they had a trace of blood in their hearts, they would not surrender to the Japanese to make accomplices of the tiger."

"If it's..." Yang Crazy, who has never talked much, suddenly became interested: "I didn't expect that the puppet army has such a moral character. Why don't we play a bigger game this time and clean up all the puppet army on the road..."

"Don't underestimate the puppet troops trained by the Japanese. It is their nature to change their ruling when they see the wind. If they encounter county brigades or guerrillas, they will become demons!"

"I think..." Yang Crazy Man was ready to move: "The combat effectiveness of these puppet troops is even worse than that of the soldiers and bandits surnamed Qi..."

"It's going to rain, go and meet with Minister Liu first..." Hu Yi saw raindrops falling on the ground splashing into the size of a copper coin: "Hurry up and go south and out!"

After the plains entered summer, a heavy rain that had been waiting for a year finally arrived.

It was not an ordinary light rain! The pouring rain swept across the entire plain.

Countless people came out of the house, cheers everywhere.

Men, women, young and old stood in the rain and stretched out their hands to look at the sky. Some people who survived the disaster knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to God: "God, you always open your eyes..."

The lightning and thunder continued in the sky, and no one seemed to be afraid at all.

People are only happy at this time...

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Dragon King Temple Town.

Twenty miles east of Huilong Town.

Su Qing is reporting to Commander Pei, the Third Column stationed in Longwang Temple, Zhangnan.

Commander Pei didn't even listen to Su Qing's work and ran to the yard to see the sky.

Su Qing saw the rain dripping from the eaves outside the door, connecting it into a line from drop by drop.

It's raining.

Tears flashed out of her beautiful eyes, and her spirit flashed out.

I didn't bother to write a report anymore, I threw down my pen, dropped my chair, and walked to the door briskly.

Watching Commander Pei dance and cheer with the soldiers in the yard.

She did not end up having fun with the soldiers in the rain.

A beautiful figure in gray military uniform with short hair with ears leaning against the door, looking up quietly, looking at the sky.

A dazzling light suddenly flashed between the world. Subconsciously, he narrowed his eyes and quickly reached out to cover his ears.

After the lightning, the town looks dark.

It was only two o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky seemed to have gradually entered the night.

Crack... Rumble... The deafening sound of thunder finally arrived in every corner of the town.

There was lightning and thunder everywhere in the sky, and the sound was still lingering in my ears.

The sound of raindrops on the ground was getting louder and louder.

Watching the soldiers in the yard pouring the chickens into falling soup, running under the eaves with a smile.

The tall figure, curly brim of the hat, couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

The news has been sent back, and the enemy borrowed Brigade Commander Li to set up a trap for the bait.

The guard battalion completed the task of receiving the county brigade. The column did not know why, so he seized the person and did not release him...

Suddenly I discovered that something crystal clear and shiny appeared on the ground...

He was shocked: "Comrades, come back quickly, it's hail...it's hail..."

No one knew that the strong typhoon coming from the far sea to the east landed from the Bohai Bay a day ago.

The drought inland land has only slightly weakened...

Strong convective weather did not continue to be happy for the people, and some areas began to rage.

The air brought countless dust to fly up the clouds... to form...hail!

Hail as big as a bowl of beans then smashed into the ground in pieces...

The strong wind became stronger and stronger, and the hail instantly became the size of a little finger.

It is still growing rapidly, and then becoming the size of a thumb...

Then it turned into the size of an egg, kept hitting the ground, and smashing the roof...

The soldiers who were screaming and returning to the house quickly took measures to shelter from the rain.

I've been drought for more than a year and I'm not ready for rain...

There are many places on the roof that are leaking...

If you don’t have a roof, please move your living room in the house to any place where you can shelter from the rain...

Soon, the soldiers who were soaked were dumbfounded because...

In the yard, the roofless house was covered with hail of all sizes.

And there is still no intention of stopping in the sky...

The waves of the green gauze tent are rising and falling.
To be continued...