As the supreme commander of this battle, the head of the third division directly assigned tasks.

The Ninth Battalion arrived first and naturally received the north side of the artillery tower where the garrison had long reconnaissed the terrain.

The Eighth Route Army units that were preparing to besiege the Japanese have not yet been in place.

The Japanese started shelling without warning.

Hu Yi suddenly felt a sudden stern, and the first target was the 9th battalion and the brothers' forces.

Before the shelling was over, Hu Yi was already walking through the green gauze tent and quickly ran towards the mortar shell landing area.

Fortunately, the endless green gauze tent area is really vast.

The Japanese bombardment did not take long.

Seeing the dust-faced braid come out of the smoke, Hu Yi breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes, which were hurt by the poisonous gas, tried hard to concentrate... he could not capture the little girl's facial expression.

Xiao Hongying's ears were still buzzing. Looking at Hu Yi in the green gauze tent, she grinned and showed her white teeth: "Hehe, fox..."

Seeing Hu Yi's anxious face, his lips opened and closed, but he couldn't hear what Hu Yi said.

He rubbed his ears carefully, looking anxious: "Hey, I seem to be deaf..."

When the little girl approached, Hu Yi barely saw the girl's blurry black face: "Dear?...Don't scare me..."

"It should be fine, right?" Although the little girl couldn't hear it, she still saw his worries from Hu Yi's expression.

A few seconds later, the sound of footsteps, big and small, sounded again in the green gauze tent.

The brother soldiers who escorted the girl back turned around and disappeared into the green gauze tent.

...

The green yarn in the southwest direction.

The rifle sounds are sparse but continuous.

The Japanese who knew that they had already discovered their identity by the Eighth Route Army and pretended to be the Eighth Route Army to launch an assault did not give up at all.

The eighth Route Army was really too cunning and arranged grenades and thunder along the way.

So much so that the Japanese cannot chase...

After stepping on it a few more times, I found that the thunder in the Eighth Route Army had a long delay. As long as I saw smoke coming out of the ground, there was enough time to find a place to lie down and hide!

The Japanese soldiers who ordered the tracking were quite capable, and soon found out that there were only three people who ambushed the Imperial Army!

The well-trained Japanese naturally have reconnaissance and tracking experts.

No one usually enters the depths of the green gauze tent.

It is easy to judge the number of opponents by the footprints left by the Tujiao Route Army.

Nearly half of the enemy was ambushed by three Tujiao Route Army members. Such an opponent deserves respect.

It is the highest respect for their opponents that they must be killed.

The warriors fired and attacked alternately. Apart from the previous intensive shooting of the Turkish Eighth Route Maverick shell gun, the loss was not large.

The chasing Japanese gradually became more courageous.

In their opinion, for the Emperor of Heaven, death is not terrible, and you can return to the shrine and be admired by the people...

The perverted Japanese Warrior spirit is unreasonable to treat things.

In an environment where you cannot see your opponent, the defender will naturally have an advantage.

However, in the face of absolute military strength advantages, environmental factors can be ignored.

The Eighth Route Army wants to ambush in the green veil, how could it be that their conspiracy succeed?

The military officer believes that he has a very good way to deal with the current situation!

Several trio groups that were spreading toward the wings were moving forward quickly with a squad pushing in front.

According to the deduction, the three mice in front should be able to quickly surround them.

Tactics are derived from frontal assault... two wings encircle.

One of the three most classic tricks of the Imperial Army!

We must make all the eighth routes who don’t know a lot of big words...

As for the Eighth Route Army, the Turkish Eighth Route Army will say a few bird songs. In recent years, the Imperial Army has vigorously promoted bird song teaching in various places through cultural invasions.

There are not many Chinese people who can speak a few bird songs...

In the green veil, there are Japanese devils singing loudly from time to time. Japanese devils from Jiuzhou begin to use dialects to communicate with each other to maintain location communication.

Although the Japanese were in small places, the accents of different places were different.

The military commanders didn't believe that the Eighth Route Army could understand the slang words in their hometown...

Madman Yang pricked up his ears and listened carefully. The Japanese were following the traces left by the big dog deliberately broke the sorghum Ye.

I couldn't help but admire the persistence of these Japanese.

This time, the sound of the Japanese footsteps was not simply tracking behind, but the two wings were traveling in a certain pattern and rhythm.

There is almost no need to think about it, and immediately understand the old trick of the Japanese playing the old trick of the straits.

Hold up your wet body and keep making gestures.

The big dog cursed through the dense gaps of sorghum stems and leaves: "How come your mother is going to die if you say a few more words?"

Even though he said so, his steps kept going.

After pressing the magazine of the wrench gun, Li Laosan followed and shouted: "The last magazine of the wrench gun..."

In the sun, in the yellow and blue.

The big dog took out a brand new shell gun and handed it to Li Laosan: "I can't use this..."

"You big dog, you are a slut, play by yourself." Li Laosan didn't answer: "You think Dao doesn't know, you are afraid of fighting with the Japanese..."

"I'm a sharpshooter, suitable for long shots..."

"You can be so shameless about fear of death. Except for mules, you are the first in our camp..."

Boom...

Perhaps because he heard the voices of the three people, the Japanese who had been hanging behind began to shoot.

Swallowing...

The whistling bullet broke the stem and the leaves broke away quickly with the sound of death breaking through the air. After breaking through countless stems and leaves, they disappeared without a trace.

The distance between the two sides is less than fifty meters.

This scene looks absurd, and it also reveals a sense of unspeakable weirdness.

Neither side seems to be afraid of bullets?

It is said that guns do not have eyes, but in the green gauze tent, bullets do not have eyes.

It seems easy to tell the difference between listening to sounds.

In fact, if you cannot see the opponent, you can only calculate the angle between the 20 degrees of sound range as the enemy's position range. A high-speed bullet will have a very small chance of hitting a target with a limit of ten meters in the Qingsha.

Not to mention the target fifty meters away.

Yang Fengzi held the mullet gun in his hand. For him, there was no difference between what kind of gun he used.

The difference is that only by using appropriate firearms reasonably at different distances can the enemy achieve maximum lethality.

The Japanese think they are self-righteous, but they may not know that there is a loophole in the old tactic of surrounding the side.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! This loophole is very fatal!

An environment like the green scepter is not suitable for attack at all!

Unless you have absolute crushing strength.

This strength does not refer to the number of troops, but to the firepower!

The Japanese chasing had two crooked machine guns, but they were hoarse by the grenades.

Moreover, in this environment where the opponent cannot be seen, there are only thirty rounds of bullets and crooked machine guns that are filled with bullets, and the firepower cannot last long.

The roaring bullets were roaring around, and the big dog and cat ran in front of him, and Yang Crazy and Li Laosan lay on the ground and broke the back.

The enemy was getting closer and closer. Li Laosan, who was alert to the back, watched Yang Crazyman dismantling the Japanese grenades and preparing to lay the mines.

"Can the grenade be removed?"

“It can be removed.”

Li Laosan's scalp was numb: "If the grenade exploded in his hand at this time, both of them would have to finish playing..."

"I can't explode!" Yang Crazy Man didn't even raise his head.

Li Laosan was almost crying: "If he was killed by his grenade, how could Master San Dao have the attitude to see Master?"

Yang Fengzi inserted the grenade safety pin into the small hole at the bottom of the elastic body, turned it slowly, and quickly removed the cover containing the explosives... poured out the medicine bowl and started to take the fuse.

"Can you stop doing this?" Li Laosan, who was worried, trembled in his voice: "Can you teach me both ways?"

"Yes..." Yang Fengzi threw the empty grenade shell of the empty grenade that had been empty inside to Li Laosan.

Li Laosan took over this hot potato and felt much lighter.

Play for a while, carefully probe again, and look east through the green and yellow gap between the sorghum ground.

Nothing can be seen in the sun, and the sound of the Japanese advancing footsteps and the friction between the vegetation in the military uniform can be clearly heard.

Madman Yang breathed out a breath of turbid air with relief.
Chapter completed!