The military sub-district is even more amazing. The soldiers collect dead grass from the roadside along the way and put it on bundles.

"Are you going to cook so much firewood? " Luo Fugui, who was panting with a big bag of small bags, felt that he had finally found a soulmate and muttered in a low voice.

Hu Yi next to him heard this guy muttering, but he didn't have the energy to pay attention to this idiot.

After taking a look, thinking for a moment, I realized that the leaders of the military sub-district were preparing to wait for the Japanese plane to come and burn it to produce smoke!

You will come whatever you think, and a faint sound roared in the south.

The team was a little confused.

As someone shouted loudly, the people who brought the dead grass began to spread around. The cavalry team did not care that entering the strange staple ground would damage the horse's hooves, bringing up waves of dust, which flashed not far away. Without waiting for the dead branches and weeds to quickly generate flames, the soldiers guarding next to poured the water in the kettle that they couldn't even drink.

With a sound of beating and beating, bursts of smoke slowly spread out. Under the strong sunlight, the vision gradually blurred, and the figures in the distance could only see one outline.

"Look, what are they doing?"

Wang Liujin had reached about one mile away from the Japanese, not far from the armored vehicle of the Ninth Company. He looked back and shuddered for a moment, then he was stunned for a while, and then listened to the louder roar of the armored vehicle, and a louder roar came from the south, and his face became severe.

I immediately realized that the fire was ignited behind to confuse the Japanese aviation army's attention. There were so many people and the Japanese had radio stations, so I didn't know how much effect it could play.

Immediately I heard Ma Liang shouting next to me: "Everyone in the Ninth Company is ready to fight immediately. Now dig a pit on the spot. The depth is based on the ability to bury himself. When the plane arrives on the battlefield and throws bombs, it is strictly forbidden to stand and run, and fire in the air. Rifles and bullets are withdrawn. All the major squad leaders and small squad leaders will show me their subordinates carefully. You must keep an eye on them. After the Japanese plane bombs, they will fire machine guns. Those who can understand the trajectory of the machine gun will hide if they can, and those who cannot hide will leave it to fate."

Then I changed my voice and repeated this command that was not even an ordinary length and the soldiers might not be able to understand.

However, each squad leader should be able to understand and just repost it. As for whether these newcomers can be implemented resolutely, Ma Liang shook his head, and he did not have hope.

Ma Liang asked the soldiers beside him to continue shouting, and then he came to the side of Platoon Commander Wang: "Plane Commander Wang, look, there are two heavy machine gun positions in front of the Japanese. If possible, we will protrude forward another hundred meters, cooperate with Li Xiang Platoon, and use a grenade launcher to knock out the two heavy machine guns of the Japanese!"

"I have no objection. If Li Xiang platoon is not good, I can let the soldiers break ahead a little further. However, it will take at least two hundred meters to hit the Japanese machine gunner!"

"No need. The divisional death squad will follow the armored vehicles and set fire to the Japanese position before the Japanese plane arrives. As long as we can get mixed up with the Japanese, there will be thick smoke everywhere. Even if they are bombarded by the Japanese, the losses will be much less!" Ma Liang did not bombard the enemy plane, and they were all reposted based on Hu Yi's explanation.

Wang Changbai held up a telescope and looked at the location of the Japanese positions in front. The ground was covered with dark shadows in the distance. As the ground became hot, his vision was always blurred and unable to see clearly.

The cavalry in the division was carrying out the final team. They felt that they were about to attack and could not see more details of the enemy. As the smoke continued to soar behind them, they quickly pulled a bandage and poured it into water, and wrapped it around their heads.

The smoke range is gradually expanding, and the sound of Japanese aircraft is getting louder and louder.

Finally, I discovered that the open land not far north was a little unusual, and the battle might start.

A large group of people rushed back into the ditches dug by the Ninth Company. Hu Yi could see clearly that the district chief led a large group of people to the front line.

"Where are the Japanese cavalry?" The division commander asked the cavalry commander directly.

"Nothing except for the Japanese reconnaissance cavalry, nothing else was discovered." Captain Zeng replied embarrassedly.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Ah? The battle is about to start, and you can't even figure out the movements of the enemy's cavalry?" The commander asked several questions in succession, venting his dissatisfaction.

Hu Yi, who was standing next to the cavalry battalion commander, hesitated for a moment and was about to speak, but then he shut up. What he guessed was that the Japanese cavalry should be hidden in the village in the distance behind, which was the only possibility, but this arrangement on the battlefield was very unreasonable.

The greatest use of cavalry is to surround the two wings. The Eighth Route Army can now completely bypass the Japanese's front position from both wings and attack from the Japanese flanks. The sound of guns and cannons attacking from the Japanese behind are always ringing. Now we must break through this group of Japanese blocking line, whether from the front or from the flanks.

As the smoke range progressed, the sound of the planes in the sky gradually became louder, but when the sound came, the direction of the plane was where the battle was in the back.

Maybe, in a few minutes, the plane will come over your head.

The pilot saw the scenes of lying on the ground fighting fiercely with the Imperial soldiers. In the smoke of gunpowder, the blurred figures of the Eighth Route Army on the ground gradually appeared, fighting and retreating on the ground. Many Eighth Route Army crawled left and right on the ground to support each other, hiding in the trenches and shooting at the Imperial Warriors.

In front of the Imperial Military Armored Vehicle, these simple trenches did not work at all. It was obvious that the Tujiao Route Army was not an opponent at all.

The squadron cursed in his heart that these idiots surrounded the Tujiao Eighth Route Army and had to waste valuable aviation bombs fighting against the regular army of the National Army.

Four old Mitsubishi 93 bombers and four old Nakajima 97 fighters. One of the fighters was equipped with a reconnaissance aircraft converted into a radio. The new aircraft were all transferred to the Pacific battlefield. The voice communication equipment on the old aircraft, because the sound effect was not good, the heavy equipment was still in the way and was not needed on the Chinese battlefield at all, so the pilot directly removed the communication equipment.

Only the reconnaissance planes are equipped with radio stations that can shoot and generate telegrams.

The squadron leader was too lazy to communicate with the airport anymore, so he brought a wingman, shook the wings a few times, and made a simple combat arrangement. After the bomber dived and dropped bombs, the fighter pulled out the machine gun and fired it again. Another task without any challenge!

The fleet began to line up and pulled up and prepared to dive.

The soldiers who blocked the attack usually stayed in the plains for a long time, and most of them had seen or heard of Japanese planes.

He ignored the plane in the sky and lay on the hot ground. The Japanese hedgeants kept pulling the trigger, and the bullets shot towards the blurred figures in the distance.

Since it is a blockade, even if it is sacrifice, it must complete the task of delaying the enemy.

Fortunately, this time the division did not issue a blocking time task to the blocking troops. The Japanese can retreat if the attack is too fierce. Moreover, the ammunition is sufficient this time. The men's first reaction to get the gun was high. As for the battle, they would kill a ghost and not compensate them!

The soldiers kept changing positions backwards. After a shot, they retreated, then pulled the bolt and looked for the next target. As for whether they hit it, they didn't have time to care.

The machine gunner quickly swept one magazine after another into the attacking Japanese scattered soldiers line, and Japanese scattered soldiers were constantly shot and fell down.

Then turn to the next machine gun shooting position.

The Japanese Iron Tortoise rushed up from the front again, indicating that the Japanese filled the ditch on the highway again, and a row of machine gun bullets were arrogantly firing back and forth, and several soldiers were overturned to the ground and stopped moving.

Withdraw! The battalion commander waved his hand and the soldiers retreated along the shallow ditch again, and then blocked the next ditch where the road was dug.

Half of the people temporarily whipped their shovels to expand and deepen the hole dug out.

There was a whistling sound from the sky, and the huge roar of the plane engine was deafening. With the whistling sound, black shadows hit the retreating crowd one by one.

The deafening sound suddenly resounded through the battlefield, and the impact overturned the running figures, and even flew up. The shrapnel were reaping fresh life. A pillar of smoke rose into the sky, and the air was filled with the heavy smell of gunpowder...
Chapter completed!