The mob comes from Guanzi: "Although the mob is happy at first, they will vomit each other later, and even if they are kind, they will not be close to each other."

Just like a group of big crows that temporarily gather together to eat rotten food, in layman's terms, it is a group of waste that is temporarily mixed and unorganized.

Most of the bandits under Wang Taigong gathered together for less than a year, and it was very appropriate for the mobs to use them.

After approaching the wall of the village outside the village, they each looked for cover. It was not until they destroyed the traps that Zeba Route had set up small movements by the wall of the village outside the village that the bandits finally stuffed their hearts in their throats into their stomachs.

People will think randomly when they are idle, not to mention that there are gunshots everywhere inside and outside the village...the sound of wounded screams.

With the cover, the bandits finally calmed down: this fucking good family of the Eighth Route Army is not difficult to deal with...

What do bandits do?

Most of them rely on blocking the road to rob and extortion to make a living, and although they are a scumbag in combat, they are so stupid that they have guns in their hands.

We cannot use common sense to guess their psychology: who has never done it many times when robbing a road and robbing a tree? This is a familiar matter. Now that there is a cover up now, isn’t it just going to climb over the wall and get money and grab things?

As for saving those captured brothers... as long as they kill the Eighth Route Army, aren't they as unruly and free as the wind?

Some experienced bandits were very active and had long heard that someone in the middle of the Eighth Route Army had a shell gun in their hands! If one of those things was hidden secretly and came to take them another day, wouldn’t it be exchanged for fifty or sixty yuan to be found?

The village was filled with gunfire and grenades occasionally thrown by the Eighth Route Army...

A bandit leader who followed him from behind to outside the yard wall was still in shock and stared at him: "Hey, I said, why are you all here for? Hurry up and enter the village!"

"The village is dark, and there is such a big fire outside the Eighth Route Army. As soon as it hits the wall, I'll be shot... I'll take a look at your mother's previous one!" The crow-like personality was revealed.

The little leader immediately became angry: "Do you plan to keep the thing hanging on your waist? That fire? Don't you know how to turn off the fire?"

Some bandits finally remembered that they seemed to have grenades hanging on them...

Before leaving, the old bandit Qi also specifically told him that he would throw grenades first and then shoot guns during close combat.

I was rushing into the village just now with my head on my back, but I was almost at the entrance of the village and was attacked by the Eighth Route Army again. I had long forgotten this in the busy and troubled times.

After being reminded by the little boss, some people finally realized that no one could see anyone through the courtyard wall, throwing grenades is indeed a good idea!

"Hey, there is no problem throwing grenades, but how can the fire be extinguished? There is not much water on the plain. Will you urinate? Some people will roast the birds at that time..."

Discipline? What's that? As soon as the person finished speaking, he immediately burst into laughter.

The person who spoke was even more excited and proudly wanted to untie his belt in public...

Some people forgot that this is the battlefield! They even forgot that their brothers of the same life are waiting for him on the road to the underworld on the open ground...

A bandit whose brother died on the way into the village was a sad bandit. I was imagining that I had robbed, blackmailed, and slept countless girls and aunts...

I'll throw a grenade into the yard later, and then sneak into the village to rob. This matter is so familiar...

Then I will receive the reward and take some time to go to Tang County to find a familiar security brother to exchange for a comfort ticket, and then go to the kiln run by the Imperial Army to have a visit to the Imperial Army women...

I heard from the big dog that the Imperial Army girl was very smooth...

It is said that the scream is tsk tsk tsk tsk...

Thinking of the proud part, I couldn't help laughing out loud in the place where the light could not shine: "Hahaha..."

Another bandit next to him immediately cursed: "Ergouzi... When is it time for your mother? Can you still laugh?"

The fantasy man came to his senses: "Hehe, now we have cover and grenades, and then I will climb over the wall into the village and kill a few Eighth Route Army members to get rewards. If a gun is used to hack, it can even kill hundreds of thousands of oceans!"

"Ah, when did you become so smart? I'll take this matter to you. We will have a chance to get a friend later... and we will get a bonus of 21 or 5."

"I'm six and you're four!"

"Why?"

"Because I have a grenade in my hand, I'm also asking for this idea."

"Okay, it's up to you!"

...

Hearing the warning from the warriors of the south outside the army, the explosion sounded from afar, and it was determined that the enemy was attacking from the south. Li Huanzhang led the machine gun team to trot all the way, and finally arrived at the intersection of the village south...

But I saw that the team returning to the village was shooting cold guns with the bandits who had already attacked the village.

The battlefield narrowed and the machine gun team lacked the shooting boundary, so the machine gun team brought by it was not useful at this time!

Unexpectedly, these wounded soldiers of the independent regiment gave up the position at the entrance of the village and retreated. Li Huanzhang immediately felt a little angry, but they were wounded, and now that the bandits have entered the village, he is not willing to criticize and accuse them in public.

Geng Ting, who was hiding in the dark, looked at the people who were rushing into the village in the distance, screaming, and saying goodness! He rushed faster than the Japanese, and attacked so resolutely. He immediately turned around and asked Lu Shuisheng next to him: "Are you really these people bandits?"

"We have scouted and fought with them. We are definitely bandits!"

"Can the Japanese change their bandits' uniforms?"

Lu Shuisheng hesitated: "This...I'm not sure about this!"

There are at least one hundred teams standing in front of them, which is consistent with the tactics used by the Japanese. They should be the reserve team!

Geng Ting, who was carefully observing the group of people in the north, couldn't help but hesitate.

But the gunshots in the village were as tight as the gunshots were orders.

If you don’t save me when you die, I can still be considered an Eighth Route Army? Don’t worry, I’ll fight!

He immediately ordered that his troops be divided into three groups, and a squad originally active outside led a group of soldiers to encircle the enemy from the east.

The other supplementary soldiers, who lifted the shuttle flag and raised the big sword to attack the left side, led the people to attack the middle side!

The soldiers who had the mobilization meeting were thrilled, and the two wings set out first because it took time for them to pull them apart.

The explosion behind shocked the bandits for a while, and more than ten bandits were leading people to search south.

Unexpectedly, a group of black shadows suddenly appeared under their noses.

Kill... Kill... Kill...

Go...

How many people are there when the shouts of killing are spread out? Then the search bandit squad leader is not a fool, and immediately screams: "The wind is tight, huh..."

He turned around and ran north while screaming!

Bang...bang...bang

The gunshots were not dense, and as the shouts of killing suddenly rang on the plains, all the bandits were stunned.

The escaped bandits fell three more. After the remaining defeated generals fell, they simply stopped running away and surrendered with their guns. The Eighth Route Army's signature was strong. Anyway, they had never done any serious evil, and they still had a life-seeking talisman on their bodies: Recall the War of Resistance!

The powerful soldiers attacked the north.

A soldier was accidentally killed by a rifle that was thrown by a bandit when he ran away and screamed in pain...

Then the strange scream in his mouth turned into laughter, and then the laughter shook the sky.

The new warrior running and attacking next to him thought he had been possessed by evil spirits, so he stopped and changed his sword from his right hand to his left hand, reached into his pocket with his right hand, carefully pulled out a piece of talisman paper, recited a few spells, and then spitted on the talisman, and slapped the warrior's forehead with a slap.
Chapter completed!