Bullets roared over his head, and Li Laosan and the pseudo-sponsor lie in the sorghum ditch together, and their mood was very different.

Seeing that the puppet soldiers were as timid as quails, they quickly shook the shell gun in their hand to cheer him up: "The Japanese dared to enter the Qingshi tent, haha, you are very brave, Master Dao will bring you a fortune today!"

"What are you going to do? Let me tell you, the Imperial Army's shooting skills are as good as a god. Be careful not to get rid of it..." The fake regiment commander was really timid and was forced to rebel just now.

The fear of the Japanese comes from their bones cannot change in a short while.

If he immediately turned his gun and fought against the invincible imperial army, he was not so bold.

Now when he heard that he was going to fight the Imperial Army, he almost cried.

"You are afraid of nothing, people die and birds are facing the sky. Now you are for justice... Even if you enter the cycle of reincarnation, you will be able to vote for a good family..."

"I said you don't have a back pain when you stand and speak. There are Japanese soldiers entering the Qingshi tent from the highway in the south as a road blocking the road. Later, some Japanese soldiers are like deadly ghosts to push forward..."

Li Laosan curled his lips and warned: "You have to think clearly that you will definitely not be able to surrender to the Japanese now. With the Japanese's temper, they will definitely be buried alive by them!"

The pseudo-sponsor is actually very clear that even if he surrenders again, the Japanese will never give him a chance to survive!

From time to time, my subordinates crawled over and reported that the Japanese who had not been attacked by eighth-way machine gun mines were still advancing.

The advancement is very fast, and if you don’t leave, you will all die.

Seeing that the pseudo-sponsor was in a dilemma, his adjutant finally plucked up the courage to persuade him in a low voice: "If the imperial army suffers this defeat, they will definitely retaliate. You and I will definitely be dead when we go back! We... have no choice but to listen to Master Li..."

The fake leader turned to Li Laosan and shouted: "You guys surnamed Li, you deliberately dig a hole and bully people too much..."

"The arrow is not turned back. You have followed the Japanese to sweep us for many years. Think about it in another position. If you could let us go easily?" After all, the other party was the leader of the regiment, and Li Laosan was obviously not confident enough to speak.

"This time... you are killing me..."

"If we don't accept the letter of confession, why do you think we believe you..." Li Laosan said the truth: "If it weren't for the sake of the villagers, our leader would be soft-hearted, and those mines would be the ones that bombarded you!"

The adjutant shook his head and muttered in his heart that except for following the Eighth Route Army to the east, it is a dead end to wherever it goes...

Thinking about the eighth Route Army letting himself attack south is naturally to cut off his own way of retreat.

If you commit suicide, the leader will die, but you may not be...

But, when the leader died, what face would he have to live?

The adjutant's mind turned quickly. After a few seconds of silence, he analyzed to the fake regiment commander again in an inaudible voice: "Xiong Erqin was attacked by Li Daoye and others and surrounded him for two days. He was severely reduced and asked for reinforcements. I think there is a way out in the current situation..."

"It's time, let it go if there is a fart..."

"The imperial army in the south dispersed to prevent the Eighth Route Army from fleeing south. We can take a defensive stance. We can concentrate our troops toward the south, so we can form a local advantage. No matter how good the Japanese gunshots are, it is useless. In my opinion, the Eighth Route Army will let us face south, but it may not be unsuccessful for us to live!"

The pseudo-regiment lowered his voice: "That's right, we used to surround the Eighth Route Army, which was several times more than theirs. The Eighth Route Army could concentrate its troops to attack one place and break through..."

The adjutant reminded: "Do you still remember... the Japanese installed eyeliners in our team to monitor us?"

"Haha, a few self-righteous loaches, I will arrange to kill him in a while, and I will try to make waves here, and he will dream in the daytime!"

On the road.

The Japanese, covered in poisonous gas, coughed in pieces. At first, they heard the charges rarely blowing by friendly troops in the north. The firepower was fully activated and the noise was very excited.

I never thought that the invincible warriors in the world would not be able to fight the mice hiding in the tent of the blue gauze to beat them.

First, two huge flashes and explosions were subconsciously understood as the powerful firepower from the Imperial Army's attack.

Many Japanese even screamed excitedly because of this.

Then, the reconnaissance vanguard was caught in the rain of bullets in the green gauze tent and drilled deep into the green gauze tent along the canal. He soon observed that the eighth route hidden in the green gauze tent was running eastward along the ditches.

Hurry up and withdraw the letter of report, and the Japanese immediately felt at ease.

However, there are still many Eighth Route Army tents near the highway in the north, which really makes the Japanese headache...

Xiong Erhuang waved his command knife in the moonlight and cut off several sorghum beside the road.

Urge the subordinates who protect the Qingshi tent to establish a line of defense in the Qingshi tent.

In case the Eighth Route Army run south to the open land and meet with the Tuo Eighth Route Army that occupied the artillery tower.

...

The big dog was fighting happily, and suddenly felt that the whole world was shocked twice.

I immediately realized that the large mines created by Liu Yuanqing and Li Xiang had already exploded.

Feeling that the Japanese in front seemed to be moving, I quickly held up my rifle and looked up: "What a fucking preparation for battle!"

Wenwu was ready to beat his hands: "Oh, I finally don't have to rush into the sorghum field. This time... I won't kill those bastards."

The big dog kicked him over: "Don't be foolish, the machine gun is on fire quickly..."

The Czech light machine gun bullets held by Wenwu were loaded in the morning...

"Dadadada..."

The Japanese were ready to search and advance towards the eighth route north.

Suddenly, when I heard the Czech light machine gun in front of me, my legs were immediately frightened...

Are light machine guns so valuable these days?

Anyone who encounters a group of eighth Route Army has machine guns?

However, the second lieutenant of the Japanese still insisted on maintaining the invincible dignity of the imperial army: "Light machine guns counterattack!"

"The bomb drop team, blow up that machine gun..."

"Onboard charge, stab those mice to death..."

The second lieutenant's order had just been conveyed, and the light machine guns from the Eighth Route in front were just finished.

Several invincible warriors were piled up.

The machine gun that was fighting back then began to fire, and the thrown grenade exploded.

The smoke of gunpowder immediately spread in front of him, covering the sky and the moon. For a moment, the Japanese in front lay down on the spot, holding rifles to guard the Japanese on both sides launched a search attack and advanced.

Zhang Xiaodao, who was chased by the Japanese, stared at him with big eyes and immediately understood that someone was attacking the Japanese.

Whether it is the brothers of the main group or the guard battalion, they are sure that they are all their own people anyway.

When he saw that there was a way, he quickly shouted to Wu Xiaoshu next to him: "Don't rush to pull the glory bullet, there is still room for reversal in everything."

"Are you sure?" Wu Xiaoshu asked in confusion.

"Of course, Li Laosi has a very good relationship. I will kill this group of Japanese devils later." Zhang Xiaodao's chest slapped, as if killing Japanese devils was like cutting tofu.

Wu Xiaoshu's eyes lit up, and he licked his lips and said, "We only have two of us..."

"It's dark and I don't care about the number of people. The key is that we cannot expose the exact position to avoid being beaten by the Japanese grenades." Zhang Xiaodao is indeed not afraid of death.

Wu Xiaoshu shook his head: "As long as you shoot, it will be exposed. I attract the devils. You will avenge me outside..."

"You idiot, you just have an injury on your leg. You can throw the grenade, right?"

"I only have one glorious bullet..."

"I have a bag of Japanese grenades here..." Zhang Xiaodao threw a Japanese bag over: "Uh, can you use Japanese grenades?"

"It's a lot of trouble. I have to make the insurance money even if I get it out..." Wu Xiaoshu heard that there was still a way out, so he quickly proved that he was not a burden of not knowing anything.

The Japanese lieutenant's ears were sharp, and amid the whistling of countless bullets, he still heard the familiar sound of grenades in the green gauze tent hitting the butt stock. He was so sad that he had never had grenades against the two territorial eighth routes!

These guys are so hateful...

Before the encircled Japanese could catch up with the Eighth Route Army who had just fought and moved to the position, they heard a loud bang first.

The grenades thrown by the Eighth Route Army in the north exploded among the encircled Japanese.

The warriors on the wing attacking screamed.
Chapter completed!