"How many bullets are there?" Company Commander Chen took the lead in rehabilitating. The Japanese took the wolf dog and seemed to be dreaming if they wanted to hide. Since that's the case, they had to find a suitable place, one was enough to make a fortune, and two were enough to win one.

Unfortunately, the Japanese who swept this time did not fight in close combat with the Eighth Route Army at all. They used grenade launchers when they were close and mortars when they were far away.

After so long the war was fought, no many Japanese were killed.

"I have a magazine..." A platoon leader under his command carefully touched the bullets in the bullet bag. This was when he closed all the bullets on his sacrificial comrades during the battle, he only had more bullets than others.

"I have two shots..." another warrior replied.

"I only have one shot..."

"I don't..."

"I, no..." The man with a Northeast accent scratched his head, looking embarrassed.

"I'm gone, either..." The squad leader was also embarrassed.

The two of them had the best shooting skills and were quick to fight. Every time they stopped, they kept asking Company Commander Chen for support. This time, they were no longer embarrassed to speak.

Company Commander Chen had already exhausted all his bullets, and the grenades were consumed in the first day of the blocking battle.

"There are only eight bullets in total? Just evenly, give this brother Piao one more shot, and we will fire one by one! Use a bayonet!"

"Company Commander, my surname is Pu, not Piao!"

After the reinforcements were raised, the regiment commander was entrusted to participate in the combat mission of the blocking. Later, he had to attract this Japanese devil with his dog. At present, he should have the most casualties. In addition to his own company, there is also the headquarters security force. I don’t know how many casualties have been. I am not sure where I have been running to, and I don’t know where I am now because I have been circling around the mountains and ridges.

The squad leader of the secret service regiment gasped, drooled his mouth, stood up, walked a few steps on the way, lay in the bushes, poked his head out to observe, the enemy behind him was so yellow that he didn't search everywhere. A Japanese led the dog and advanced straight to their position.

Along the way, I thought I could get rid of dog tracking by walking the river, but there were only a few roads in the mountains.

The yellow Japanese are right behind.

"Company Commander, there is a valley heading west in front of you. The road is not easy to walk. The other is the road up the mountain. There are footprints, all of which are Japanese soldiers' shoe prints. It seems that it has not been long!"

"No need to think about it, it's the same wherever you go. If you climb a mountain, we don't need the Japanese to chase you. We will be exhausted to death. Let's go to the valley."

"That's right, find a good Feng Shui recipe. Grandpa will be another hero after 18 years." The platoon leader under his command did not hesitate.

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As the platoon leader, after joining the Ninth Company, after several battles, there was no news except for carrying the wounded soldiers to the division headquarters. At present, only four of his own platoons were left!

The man surnamed Hu made his arrangements. Well, it should be the arrangement of Luo Fugui, so he acted as a coolie and worked as a hard worker to clear the way through mountains. Pan Zhuzi originally thought he could avenge his relatives, but after killing many Japanese devils, he found that if he wanted to fight more Japanese devils, he really had to learn from the Ninth Company.

Therefore, although he always does these hard and tiring tasks, he never says no.

This time I went to the mountain to deal with the advancing team, the man surnamed Hu actually took a task to find out the news, which was purely a life-and-death death. However, since joining the Eighth Route Army, more than a dozen Japanese devils have been killed, and it has been enough.

As expected, there are enemies on the ridges on both sides, and sooner or later there will be enemies behind them. The current task is to find someone who breaks through and collects the information and completes the task. In this current environment, it has become a luxury.

If the information obtained by the militia captain was sent back, it would be a good choice.

But the Hu surnamed didn't think so at all.

It’s not that I am afraid of death, but that I die to find out the news. I feel that it’s not worth it, and I have to die on the battlefield.

He couldn't help but feel sad and discouraged. He was in a row, and now the situation was that one ten was left.

The guy Luo Fugui had already come here, sitting behind him watching the show, watching him wielding his beloved big knife to cut trees and grass.

Pan Zhuzi's arm was a little sore, so he handed the big knife to the soldier beside him, pulled the kettle and poured it into his mouth.

There are dense shrubs in front, some of which are poisonous. Warriors who are receiving the knife should be careful not to be scratched by broken branches.

Turning his head to Luo Fugui: "What are you here to do? Are you supervising the worker?"

"Uh...the supervisor? Hehe, you deserve it too!"

"Then what are you doing!"

"I'll help you... detect the situation ahead!" The mule almost let it go, and quickly recovered it, praising himself in his heart for being calm in the face of danger.

"There are people from the spy company here in the wilderness. Where can you investigate..."

"Your grandma, I'm such an advanced task to detect! Do you want to tell you, where are you?"

"Hehe, come on, we all let you go ahead and reconnaissance!"

The mule sat on the ground, looked up and thought carefully: "I just arrived here, and I have to prepare for a scout... Uh, no, your grandma's, you do your work, why are you pulling me into?"

"If I guess correctly, you should have been rushed over to work by your company commander, right?" The spy soldier next to him finally opened his mouth.

This kid has a good observation! This is Luo Fugui's first reaction. Could it be that this kid has a clever eye or a gentle ear? He doesn't admit it or object: "Uh... by the way, what's going on?"

"What's the situation? Nothing happened, what did you think it was?"

"…Hey? I'm asking you? You said there is no situation, what is going on!"

"Nothing is the situation!"

"Your grandma, I ask you, you are going around with me. Oh, your awareness is really high!"

"Stop interrupting! You need to scout and climb high to see."

"Look at it, wait until the person named Pan opens the road before watching." Just kidding, climb the higher point, hum, there are cliffs on both sides, can I climb the higher point with my fat body?

On the cliff, He Gensheng finally successfully knocked the injured soldier out and took out the warhead.

But the next move of slitting the wound made the audience nearby feel aches and kept sucking cold air.

"Girl!"

Hearing the gentle voice, Xiao Hongying turned her head, and the nervousness on her face instantly disappeared, and her smile became bright in the mountain fog: "Uh, are you looking for me? What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask, why are you so powerful in shooting?"

"Awesome? Hehe, you haven't seen the more powerful yet. I'll tell you, ah, at most four hundred meters, I hit a Japanese lieutenant!" Xiao Hongying began to exclaim: "That's not me who brags to you. That time, he competed with the guards in the division. Hehe, do you know what the result is?"

"What is it?" The captain's warm smile hung on his face.

"You are so beautiful!" Xiao Hongying looked at her beautiful face, hehe, no worse than that publicity officer.

"What are you talking about? I'm asking you what the result is!" The girl was covered in black thread.

"Oh, that's the result...hehe, that's the result, it's just shocking the chins of the two regiment commanders! Hahaha..." The arrogant voice echoed in the valley. Didn't she know that there were Japanese on the mountain?

"Worry, you're so swearing!" The girl quickly persuaded.

"There are so many people who know about this. Otherwise, you can ask the spy leader six jin!"

"I still don't believe it!"

"Don't believe it? Or you can find someone to compete with me!" The braid on Xiao Hongying's head exploded instantly.

"Since you are so powerful, can you teach us guerrillas to practice guns?" The girl began to make routines.

"Guerrillas? Are you near the headquarters? You look like this? How could no one be training, wait... By the way... you want bullets, right?"

"Ah?" The girl's face turned red in an instant, and she was exposed in person by this girl.

"Okay, I'll give you a gun, two hundred bullets, if you can carry it!" The dehumanized girl began to speak loudly.

"You'll be responsible for the seizure? Thank you very much." He was overjoyed but that was so.

"Don't thank you, I... have a condition." Xiao Hongying's eyes rolled.

"What are the conditions? Do you need to learn to recognize words or write?" Simple girls think that ordinary children like the most is reading and reading.

"None are not." Xiao Hongying felt that the fish was biting the hook.

"What is that?" The girl has been a guerrilla team for so long, but she still couldn't see clearly that the girl in front of her was a demon!

"Marry a fox as your wife!" Big eyes stared at the beautiful face nervously, without blinking. In her opinion, Hu Yi ran to the division headquarters twice because of the vixen.

Now that the fox spirit has been transferred away, Song Xiaoci is the target of the regiment commander again, and he is able to get on the table. The guerrilla captain in front of him is the best candidate.

This kind of thinking is trained by the superficial experience she occasionally gained in the army.
Chapter completed!