The crescent moon rises.

The sky-crowd fields outside the village are beginning to be vaguely visible in the distance.

The puppet soldiers who thought they would be free of life after easily entering the village, never expected to fall into the Shura Hell.

After the deafening explosion.

Tear, impact, collapse... The large area of ​​houses in the village instantly turned into ruins.

The covered bricks, tiles, mud, rain and blood were falling from the sky, and the village was filled with smoke and mist and blood. The puppet soldiers who were lucky enough to get their lives were crying and shouting to use their hands and feet, crawling like headless flies among the ruins of the broken limbs and organs.

The puppet army surrounded outside the village was filled with souls, and the sound of the Japanese was scattered, and the sound of the ears was buzzing. The smoke suddenly blew up by the shock wave was shattered, and nothing could be seen for a moment.

The Japanese lieutenant who surrounded the East Road passed through the battlefield for a long time. It was not the first time he was bombed by a landmine. He immediately analyzed that those anti-Japanese elements must have buried mines and evacuated northward from the village...

He was ruthless and did not go to the village to rescue him. He called on his subordinates to supervise the Imperial Army to withdraw from Chenwu and pursue north...

The Japanese Lieutenant, who was two hundred meters away, was also staggered by the waves of air swept out from the village.

Then, the artillery position where he was located was swept by a sudden storm.

Thrilling! Li Laosi didn't care about the situation in the village, raised his dirty face with a military cap and pointed at the Japanese artillery position filled with smoke and dust: "Get the bayonet, keep the formation, and rush!"

Immediately, one figure after another with a white towel wrapped around his arms jumped up from the ground and rushed into the dust.

The Japanese in front of him coughed and birds were singing in a scattered manner, so there was no need to worry about not being able to find the enemy's position.

The strong wind caused by the explosion caused by air waves is not long.

The leading vanguard soldier vaguely saw the Japanese two or three meters away in front of him putting gas masks on his face in panic.

He shouted in a low voice, then picked up the bayonet and stabbed it.

The bayonet sniffed into the flesh, and the sharp screams from the Japanese mouth pierced the dust fog.

"Enemy attack!" A Japanese man struggled and screamed in pain before his death.

In the final stage of his consciousness, he heard more screams from his companions.

What a familiar scream, I have heard countless times, every time I sweep, the Chinese people who were stabbed to death by the warriors were like this helpless shouting.

Hearing the warning, the Japanese soldiers immediately started to sing birds and organize defense.

However, the busy elites had no time to organize decent defensive formations like training, and the thug guns in the hands of the attackers began to fire continuously.

The sergeant who was shot twice in the chest was helpless. He fired in such an environment where the enemy could not distinguish between us...are they not afraid of hitting their own people?

Didn’t the messenger just now say that the village is the Eighth Route Army?

Don’t the Eighth Route Army have to shout and rush and kill when attacking?

Everything he perceived exceeded his understanding of the Eighth Route Army.

A trio noticed that a target was slashing wildly with a commanding knife in front of him.

The three-person team leader shouted and quickly surrounded him.

Bang...

The sound of a gunshot sounded behind him.

Tom and Tom...Three figures were kicked to the ground one after another.

Li Laosi's voice came from behind: "Are you planning to fight with the Japanese devils?"

The soldier lying on the ground was aggrieved: "Squad leader... When you trained, you said that you should try not to make too much noise..."

Li Laosi walked forward step by step, and shot the lieutenant who was struggling to the ground after being piled up by himself and still struggling with the command knife, and then picked up the command knife...

Gunshots came one after another, followed by excitement yelling...

Hesitated a little, the battle was coming to an end. He looked at Li Laosi who came out of the dust and fog and beat his feet: "I haven't opened this time the pattern is now..."

Li Laosi spit out muddy saliva: "Haha, you will not be afraid of death when you go to the battlefield. Your speed is far worse than ours..."

"When did I ever be afraid of death? If I weren't afraid of hurting you by chance, I would have your portion of this dish?"

"You are so stubborn..."

Wanba looked at the mortar carried by the reconnaissance soldier, and immediately squeezed out a smile and changed the topic: "I have been fighting for so many years, but I don't know that the Japanese's son is so vulnerable..."

"Don't be here in this ghost howl, hurry up and get these two cannons and grenade launchers..." Li Laosi laughed and waved his hand, and was extremely proud: "I'll keep the light and heavy machine gun for the time being..."

Seeing two mortars and more than ten grenade launchers, ten thousand were very careful and reminded: "Si Daoye, the Japanese should be fighting back..."

"Is your reconnaissance platoon in Daoist? "

"Aren't you a class? When did you change your rank?"

"Just now..."

"Just just go ahead, it's time to strengthen your class's mule people!"

"Add to your gun platoon, you should know how many platoons the mules have accumulated..."

Wanbaxi was stunned for a moment: "Uh, pretend I didn't say it..."

"Don't pretend, so many Japanese puppet troops are not dead, and they still have to work tonight."

"Okay, if the Japanese come back later, I will fire the signal flare before shelling, and you will rush back again..."

"There aren't two people under your command who can rush up to play with the Japanese?"

"I'm an artilleryman, an exquisite artilleryman, do you understand?"

"Where is Wang Xiaosan?"

"My artillery...must be protected by infantry!"

boom...

A loud noise suddenly came from the north of the village.

Large mines are not blown.

The more than a hundred puppet troops who were scattered and chasing north were blown up all over the ground... The "hard casualties" were released directly.

Strangely, most of the Japanese who were slightly behind the Imperial Army were shocked and dizzy, and few were injured...

Those who were obviously forty or fifty meters away from the explosion point were also lying on the ground and screaming strangely. Several screams seemed to be obviously smiling.

The rat's tail that had bitten the northward fleeing, and suddenly suffered a major change.

Even though they knew that the Imperial Army uniforms were dead, the Japanese lieutenant was so angry that they still had to give up the pursuit for the time being.

If the Imperial Army uses a bayonet to force the Imperial Army to pursue it, it may be bombed by mines again, and it may also lead to the Imperial Army who is unwilling to die back: Kill the black gun!

A terrible feeling suddenly arose in my heart... The rats who ran away just now shot many of the pursuit teams can be a trap!

This is also in line with the usual tactics of the Eighth Route Army.

It also shows that in addition to playing conspiracies and tricks, the Tujiao Route Army is still a scumbag in frontal battles.

"Report that the artillery position where the lieutenant is located continues to fire guns." The messenger arrived in a hurry.

This time, even the fool knew something was wrong.

"I inform the left-wing attacking team and return to the rescue immediately!" The second lieutenant's heart sank, and the eighth dynasty was too sinister!

Immediately, the undead warriors were gathered up forty or fifty years and returned to the artillery position.

This time, I don’t want to bring those puppet troops who only know bad things.

In order to prevent accidents, I did not dare to go back directly, but searched for the vanguard, guarded the two wings, and gradually advanced around the east side of the village...

Village South.

Hearing the explosion in the north of the village, he bowed with one hand and grinned his mouth to suppress the ecstasy tone and trembled: "Wuliang Tianzun, Master Dao buried the thunder and fire in the sky, and sent the Japanese to Xiden to bliss..."

A black shadow came hurriedly: "Report, the devils gathered and came south..."

"Hahaha... After the battle begins, please lower your head after the machine gun on Dao's side..." Li Laosi was still so happy that he couldn't stop talking.

"Don't we need to intersperse quickly when fighting sports wars?" Wanba was puzzled and asked humbly.

"The highest level of mobile warfare, mobilize the Japanese to 'interrupt' back and forth, we are waiting for the effort..."

"I... can I still play like this?" Wanbaxi murmured.

"Also, let's take a closer look. Don't shoot firecrackers after the battle begins..."

The two of them muttered for a while before Li Laosi got up and turned around, shouting that the shadows who cleaned the battlefield to treat the wounded were using the Japanese corpses to lay out landmines.
Chapter completed!