The artillery tower is as hot as a steamer.

There is a map on the second floor of jujube wood table.

Several Japanese were sitting at the table scratching their heads and cheeks and thinking about ways. The various battle examples they learned before seemed to be useless now.

Facing the Eighth Route Army, it is extremely rare for the Japanese to adopt a defensive stance.

The Eighth Route Army was really shameless and had no strength to compete with the Imperial Army. They hid in the green gauze tent and fired cold guns despicablely.

This situation seems to be very similar to a brave wild boar in the mountains and forests, and there is no way to use the mouse hiding without shadows.

Every shelling can kill and injure several Tu Eighth Route Army members... Unfortunately, such a battle is not enough for shell money.

Judging from the expression, Captain Dashi Xiong Erwei was not in a hurry at all, and even had the leisure to occasionally probe his head to the shooting hole and observe it outward.

The situation in front of me is like a lice on a bald man's head...it's obvious.

This time, a large group of soldiers encountered the Eighth Route Army, and it was absolutely embarrassing to evacuate northward.

If there is a radio station, you can contact the division and regiment headquarters at any time. If an Imperial Army brigade encounters hundreds of Tujiao and still calls for reinforcements, it will be embarrassing to go back to Dongjingwan...

After carefully scrutinizing the incident, from the time when he was ordered to break the dam and put bacteria on it, he was attacked by the Eighth Route Army, who was made up of the Imperial Alliance Army in broad daylight, causing considerable casualties to the Imperial Army.

At that time, he decisively ordered anti-reconnaissance, followed the army to counterattack at night, and successfully wiped out some Eighth Route Army.

The response plan is definitely correct. The Eighth Route Army appeared in the occupied areas of the Pingyuan Imperial Army... and it must be wiped out.

Unexpectedly, the Tujiao Route Army set up an ambush in the village, and the battle was extremely tenacious, resulting in considerable losses from the Imperial Army.

On the way back, the Eighth Route Army gathered a large number of troops to set up an ambush with the green gauze tent again, causing considerable casualties to the Imperial Army warriors. When did the Eighth Route Army become so brave?

This area is not a strategic location. The Imperial Army's bacteria deployment is absolutely confidential. It is impossible for the Eighth Route Army to know.

Last night, the Eighth Route Army of Turkish had fought to the death. There must be big fish in the middle of the Eighth Route Army of Turkish who wanted to be wiped out.

Otherwise, the eighth territorial team would not have tried so hard.

The battlefield attack habit that I developed for many years of fighting was because I didn’t want to trade life with the Tu Eighth Route Army, so I had to restrain myself.

Draw the knife in your hand and carefully wipe the blade with a white handkerchief.

In the battle of positions, the Imperial Army is not afraid of anyone!

He is sure to win!

After the battlefield is laid out, it depends on whether the Tujiao Route Army has the courage to come over...

Unless there are tanks and heavy artillery in the Turkish Eighth Route Army, whoever dares to attack here will die!

The Eighth Route Army thought that if the Imperial Army had cut off the road to the south and north, they would trap the Imperial Army?

I really want to make the Imperial Army angry... I rushed into the Qingshi tent and fought against the Eighth Tu Route Army!

...

The sound of the Japanese shooting heavy machine guns alternately seemed to have never stopped since they opened fire.

In the green gauze tent on both sides of Zhengbei Highway.

A shiny black and part of the metal was shining with silvery bullet chains hung long.

Six heavy machine guns with no tripods placed on the sandbag line up in a row.

The bullets in the ammunition box shine with a yellow light.

A long list of crooked hands, Czech style.

Two mortars and more than ten grenade launchers squatted into a line behind.

This firepower configuration is so stupid that the main team liaison officer...

Thousands of thin sorghum leaves on their heads, went to the front line in person...the edge of the green gauze tent, and muttered from time to time with the observer who had been here.

The observer pointed to the south of the artillery tower: "The Japanese are very bad. They set up the artillery positions in the ring fortifications where we cannot see the situation inside. If nothing unexpected happens, their defense direction will still be the southern highway..."

Thousands of fine lines draw pictures carefully on small notebooks from time to time.

Only he can see the crooked lines...

The little girl hugged her waist and quickly crossed the highway with a rifle to the west. Liu Yuanqing said that the scope would reflect, so she decided to go to the west. The afternoon sunlight could not shine on the camera, so naturally she didn't have to worry about being discovered by the Japanese.

The correspondent has gone to the brothers' troops and asked them to attack the machine gunners on the roof of the Japanese gun tower.

First, find out the detailed location of the Japanese artillery, second, see if there is any chance to shoot a few black guns, third, be prepared to see clearly what tricks Zhang Xiaodao plays in the Japanese position...

Listening to the shocking sound of shelling, I felt the trembling on the ground after the 92-step cannon was fired.

Zhang Xiaodao pretended to be stupid and made a beast-like hoo sound in his mouth.

The Japanese military police following Zhang Xiaodao were holding a rifle in his hand and his face was calm.

Since it was determined that this person was a spy, he could not be taken to the command center.

The two of them hugged in the ditch, one after another, and then came to the pit where the middle-aged man and woman were guarding.

That's right, even if these two surveillance team members came to report the news, they still have to enjoy the treatment of being under the supervision of the Japanese on the battlefield.

"Hello, Taijun..." The middle-aged man hugged, and the familiar Chinese voice came out of his mouth again.

Zhang Xiaodao, who had a dull expression, barely dodged to the side and resisted the urge to wipe the two traitors' necks on the spot.

Two Japanese who were carrying out the task of guarding non-member personnel set their guns and shouted at the middle-aged man: "Squat down..."

The middle-aged man couldn't understand what the Japanese were saying, but he could see the movements clearly.

"Don't move around..." The Chinese-speaking military policeman came out of his broken Chinese and waved to the middle-aged man.

Zhang Xiaodao also couldn't understand what the two Japanese were saying before. He could understand what the Japanese behind him said, and his heart was like lightning.

The general situation of the battlefield was basically clear. The Japanese set up camp in open areas, and the surrounding green gauze tents were filled with soldiers from the Ninth Battalion.

There is only one thing, unlike what he thought, the team attacking the Japanese in the south came from the third division opposite the canal.

It has little impact on him...

There are now three Japanese and two traitors in the simple fortifications we are in.

There is a squad of Japanese soldiers and a light machine gun team seven or eight meters away on the left.

On the right is the Japanese heavy machine gun position he had just left.

If you take action now, it would be no big problem to solve the two Japanese in front with a knife, but there is no way to be silent.

Unless the comrades in the green gauze can fire a few grenades and make some noise...

The Japanese behind him are obviously not simple...

"Squat down!" The military police said softly, and patted Zhang Xiaodao's thigh with the bayonet on the side of the front end of the rifle.

Under the intimidation of the bayonet, Zhang Xiaodao habitually obeyed.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! As soon as I squatted down, I immediately realized that it was inappropriate because the military police didn't know what cramps were twitching their brains, and they were speaking in Chinese.

I thought to myself that it was going to be bad, I was fooled by the Japanese!

In other words, when he responded in the Chinese language spoken by the Japanese, his identity was fully exposed at this time.

The Japanese military police were very proud, and just said casually that this person could understand Chinese.

Warriors are proud and generally disdain to learn Chinese. They can speak a few words of Chinese just because they say a few harsh words when killing those timid Chinese people to satisfy their perverted psychology.

After all, how upsetting would it be if the Chinese who were about to be stabbed to death or buried alive would not understand what they said?

Therefore, in the eyes of the Japanese military police, the elite squad leader of the Imperial Army should not say it, nor could he understand it.

Just like when killing chickens and sheep, there is no need to learn to call the chickens and sheep...

Of course, it is normal to learn to cry twice a day.

What's more, no matter where the rooster cries should be the same...

"Oh, Zhang Xiaodao squatted down and couldn't see anyone..." The observer shouted lightly.

Liu Yuanqing thought for a few seconds and suddenly ordered: "Hurry notify Wenwuquan and immediately fire a few grenades next to the last disappearing position of Zhang Xiaodao... and add... a chemical bullet..."

"At this time, we will expose our position..." Dagou's follower Wenwu was a little hesitant.

Liu Yuanqing stared at her blurry eyes that were still stinging with a strong stinging pain: "You are stupid, you are really a pig's brain. Don't you know how to fire in a different position?"

"It makes sense..." Wenwuquan waved his hand and took a grenade team into the green gauze tent, quickly pulling it away to the west.

...

"Say, what's your name?" The military police had rich experience in interrogation. The bayonet pointed at Zhang Xiaodao's chest and did not ask if Zhang Xiaodao was the Eighth Route Army.

Zhang Xiaodao is still stupid...

If you can understand Chinese, if you don’t say it, you will die now! The military police don’t care whether this person speaks or not.

The question is just for confirmation.

After asking multiple questions in a row, this guy still didn't say anything. He held the rifle's hand and used force. The tip of the bayonet was down along Zhang Xiaodao's chest and directly pressed against Zhang Xiaodao's abdomen.

The military police were thinking about whether to cut the skin of the abdomen horizontally with the tip of the knife, or to stab the heart to the point of the heart and then turn to open his belly...

Zhang Xiaodao's hair was standing up all over his body, and every muscle on his body was tense... It seemed that he couldn't do it without taking action...

Suddenly, a bird's song came from the north...
Chapter completed!