The devils invaded, morals were deteriorated, and bandits were everywhere.

Prices soared in troubled times, and the people began to barter, food, copper coins, silk, and silver. In some places, even women were circulated as hard currency, and no forces entrenched in various places were convinced.

Under normal circumstances, it is easy to form a dominant situation in the end.

In fact, this is not the case, because... the rafters that came out rot first.

In the troubled times, heroes and heroes emerged in the Plains, robbing the land and helping the poor. Not to mention the sworn brothers, even the brothers will turn against each other for money and power.

Why do you eat delicious food and drink a lot of wives and concubines every day, but I can only eat steamed buns and hungry wife?

The heroes who have some kung fu will be jealous of the rich, let alone those who are rich and have guns who are jealous of others' wealthy and powerful...

With a low whistle, the Japanese patrol motorboat that disappeared for nearly a year after the canal was cut off, appeared again because of the heavy water in the canal.

The steam boiler was boiling and smoke, and the white air pulled into a long wisdom tail behind the boat.

The small wooden boat originally cruising on the canal went straight into the dry reeds on the shore and disappeared.

The ferry turned white overnight.

Crossing the canal to the third division has become a problem facing the team led by Su Qing.

The chill of early autumn could not stop the blood from boiling, so the guards originally suggested finding a few boats to cross the river from the wild ferry, so they had to give up.

However, Officer Ai disagreed. He believed that no matter how fast the Japanese patrol boat ran, it would be impossible to block the entire canal.

The problem before everyone turned into finding a boat...

The Eighth Route Army continued to emerge from Qinghe County.

The detective team members hiding in the green gauze tent were frightened.

After following the arrangements of the Imperial Army to capture the Eighth Route Army, I originally thought I could take the opportunity to reward me, but now the giants have come here, and the members of the detective team immediately scattered...

Hu Yi didn't know what his superiors meant, so he asked him to lead the team to Hedong to fight the locust plague.

At present, grasshoppers eating green gauze tents are in pieces on the roadside.

Captain Li, who was with him, looked sad.

During the rest, Luo Fugui caught a handful of locusts and stir-fryed them in a marching pot.

Then he stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it creaked, and his mouth was full of disgusting green, which made the soldiers beside him almost vomit.

"His grandma's thing tastes good. If you think it eats sorghum, let's eat it. What a great thing..."

"I think it's better to eat sorghum rice... This thing is disgusting..." Wang Xiaosan felt sad about his pot and raised his foot to step on the two locusts that had been passed down next to his foot into a pile of green.

"Can you stop doing such disgusting things?" Luo Fugui was dissatisfied: "It's good to eat this, all the stuff in his stomach is sorghum..."

Wang Xiaosan gave Luo Fugui a blank look: "You eat dog meat and dogs eat shit, then why don't you eat shit?"

Luo Fugui looked at Wang Xiaosan contemptuously: "Haha, do it, how long can the grain we bring be close?"

Wang Xiaosan turned his head and didn't want to discuss the issue of eating locusts with this guy.

It was strange that the soldiers from the mountains were roasting locusts.

The soldiers from the plains all looked disgusting.

Hu Yi has no psychological pressure on eating locusts.

Seeing that the battalion commander was eating, it seemed quite delicious, and several soldiers finally couldn't help but drool.

I pinched a fried locust, closed my eyes and stuffed it into my mouth.

A chicken scent...it's meat!

The soldier opened his eyes suddenly: "This thing seems to be impossible to eat..."

After the rest, everyone set out on the road.

The target is also a ferry.

Luo Fu, who was full of green mouth, walked in front as a vanguard...

Although the one in front is the main battalion of Battalion Commander Li of the Northern Army.

Not to mention anything else, the team carrying grenade launchers and carrying heavy machine guns is indeed majestic when walking in the sorghum, although only the friendly forces in front can see it.

It means, what main group is? There are little brothers in front of the guard camp.

The sun rises slowly.

Hu Yi continued to lie on the carriage and closed his eyes.

...

It's dawn.

The yard is surrounded by Japanese figures.

The search and clearance of rats that were plagued into the Imperial Army camp began.

Boom boom boom boom...

After a burst of smoke filled the air, the two Japanese rushed into the yard without any worries.

Bah Gouer...

Bang...bang...

Rifle shooting and continuous shooting with a mausoleum gun.

The two Japanese in the yard immediately turned into corpses.

In the wing room filled with smoke, Liu Yuanqing quickly shrank his head and jumped into the cellar after working hard for half a morning to dig out.

I shook my head and felt tired and hungry, and my arms were still hurting a lot.

Two Japanese corpses lay down at the gate of the yard.

All the Japanese immediately burst into tears.

A little mouse, the mouse has become a turtle and what urn to catch...

The lost elites among the imperial army elites, this is great.

Immediately, several more grenades were thrown into the house.

After the explosion again, this time the Japanese no longer rushed into the courtyard. Instead, the Japanese who climbed up to the wall shot into the door and window of the house...

Then, the three emperors rushed into the yard.

This time, after entering the yard, they immediately put their cat's waist on their waists and pulled them horizontally. Even if there are people in the room, no matter how fast they shoot, they can hit at most one.

As long as you are in rapid lateral movement, the possibility of being hit by a bullet is said to be less than 5%...

This time, the one in the room told them what death is!

The gunshots were still churning in the front of the main hall again...

Bah Gouer...

Bang bang... Then the mullet gun fired again.

The three Japanese men who entered the yard did not leave any of them. Although they did not hit the vital point, they could only scream after being shot.

The five percent law is quite reliable...

It was indeed not hit by a bullet.

In other words, the guy in the room was never dead.

impossible!

No one can still maintain combat effectiveness if he gets bombed in a confined space!

The two Japanese who were ordered to enter the hospital by the sergeant again couldn't help but feel numb in an instant.

Who is not afraid of death?

Taking a long breath, the two Japanese quickly probed their heads.

Seeing that these two seemed to be ready, the Japanese lying on the wall once again covered firepower.

Following the six grenades, they were divided into three groups and threw them into the main hall and the wing rooms on both sides.

The explosions followed one after another and creaked, and were suddenly interrupted by a loud rumbling sound.

The roof that was lifted nearly a foot high was directly blown down!

With a wooden pot lid on his head, Liu Yuanqing half-kneeled in the single-soldier pit that had been dug out.

Even with the wooden pot lid, it still feels like the entire individual pit is about to be crushed. The roof collapses to form high pressure, which presses the air into the pit.

The house immediately turned into a broken wall.

As the Japanese cheered, several Japanese immediately rushed into the house still filled with smoke.

The Japanese are not stupid. The guy hiding in the house must have something like a cellar in the house.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the two consecutive rounds of grenades to kill him.
To be continued...