What exactly did the Eagles and the others do? In fact, it was very simple. The little fat man asked the ghosts to go out to sabotage, burned, killed and looted the city of Zehe County, first blown up the Japanese command center, and then hung the head of the Japanese commander of the military police on the city wall.

The Eighth Route Army was preparing to attack the city. Although the Japanese believed that the chance of the Japanese believed was very low, according to the nature of the nearby Japanese military police, they would definitely send some people back to the rescue, and the pressure on all parties nearby would be much less.

As for Ma Lao San, of course this guy has to let him do some vulgar things. I heard that the nearby Japanese devils had two regiment leaders and his wife brought them over. The fat man felt that their subordinates would think of their wife and then some wonderful things would happen. As for how wonderful it was, it depends on Ma Lao San’s kung fu...

Li Feng was indeed not wrong. The Japanese summoned an air strike. Fortunately, they urgently withdrew from the position, leaving the Japanese with a trench without a single Eighth Route Army.

The Japanese were so angry that Li Feng and the others were now being chased by the Japanese. There were only seven or eight left in the dozen veterans responsible for the cut off the rear.

Touch ~

Another veteran was injured in his thigh, and the fat man took one of his hands and dragged it quickly behind a stone.

Then a stone popped out of his head and shot the Japanese. Yao's head was blown out, and then the veteran behind him covered the wound on his thigh with his hands.

After pulling the bolt, Li Feng put the gun on the stone and shouted at the soldiers around him: "Cover!"

He bit a bandage in his mouth, then sprinkled some medicine powder and other things on the veteran's wound, and finally wrapped the bandage hard on the veteran's thigh. The veteran couldn't help but twitch, and it looked very painful.

"Boss, I may not be able to leave anymore. You can take your brothers and retreat first. I won't be embarrassed." The veteran looked very determined, because he had killed more than a dozen Japanese, and the problem of fear of death did not exist in him at all.

Li Feng looked up at him while quickly bandaging the reporter, and then cursed:

"Why are there so many nonsense? I said that if you take you back, you will definitely take you back. You are less than three miles away from the second position, so it is not a problem to take you back.

There are only more than 30 Japanese chasing us, let’s kill them first!”

As the commander, Li Feng did not want to give up any warrior, but the eight explosions behind him had destroyed his wish.

The Japanese were very smart this time. They wanted to catch the alive, so while they just fled all the way, all the soldiers were injured in their thighs, but even the fallen soldiers did not compromise with the Japanese.

The courage of the veterans is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Before they ran, they tied up bundles of grenades on their bodies, and even a veteran was carrying a pack of explosives on their bodies.

With eight violent explosions, they used their lives and blood to interpret what Chinese soldiers were. Even when they were surrounded by many enemies, they could still pull grenades to fight the enemy. This strong fighting will was cultivated in a long-term battle. They were real soldiers, they were real Chinese men, and they always fought against the Japanese with their indomitable courage.

The veterans never had tears in their eyes, but the wind and sand on their faces were often very wet. I don’t know if it was soaked in sweat or other situations.

The veteran next to Li Feng was still very quick even if one leg was injured. He moved his body quickly and hid on the other side of the big stone. He raised his gun and exploded a Japanese man's head.

"Sixteen! Boss, this time, I killed sixteen Japanese devils. Looking back, 16 salted fish must not be missing. That is the reward you arranged before."

The little fat man did arrange a reward, which was to give a salted fish for every Japanese killing. A long time ago, he gave a bowl of braised pork. However, the troops are a little poor now, so they can only give a salted fish.

"Look at your greedy look, I will give your salted fish to the second fat man..."

Bump~

At this moment, the Japanese shot several bullets, and the fat man leaned on the stone. Several big stones were slapped down hard. At this time, he turned around to look at the veteran and found that the veteran was bleeding on his back, and several bright red holes...

"Grandma's... I can still beat..." The veteran's mouth was covered with blood and internal organs, but he still used all his strength to pull the bolt, and then aimed at a Japanese man under the rain of bullets and blew his head.

"Ahem~"

Immediately afterwards, he leaned against the stone with a gun in his arms. The fat man moved and ran straight ahead, with no expression on his face, but the wind and sand on his face were wet...

"Old...Boss...Seventeen Japanese...Seventeen salted fish, give fewer fewer ones to Erpang...Give more to Xiaojin. Xiaojin can kill Japanese...Two and two fat..."

After saying that, the veteran's head tilted and no movement, but his eyes were still very wide open, looking at the sky and wondering what he was thinking.

"Okay, listen to you, give Xiaojin a few more salted fish!" After saying that, the fat man helped the veteran close his eyes, and the soil on his face became even more wet...

"Everyone follows my orders, let's fight and retreat in that direction..."

“Yes yes…”

The little fat man didn't know exactly how many sounds he heard. He only knew that his rifle didn't have many bullets, and if he continued to shoot, he would likely fight with the Japanese.

Finally, he led a few soldiers to run in one direction. He just wanted to find a place to ambush the Japanese when he suddenly heard several violent explosions coming from directly below.

Boom boom boom boom~

After this snowman, the fat man looked at the people around him and found that there were only four of the eight veterans left before.

"What are you doing?"

The little fat man lay on the ground, grabbed the ground with both hands, and even the prison soil was arrested.

"Boss, they asked me to give you a message. They hope to return to send them a few wives, made of paper, beautiful, young, and have good figures...Woo woo..."

Speaking of this, the veteran left two lines of tears on his face. Those were some of his good friends since he joined the army. Now their group of people are either cadres or vanguards, and there are not many left...

"Okay, burn it, burn it all, pick up beautiful ones, pick up good figures..."

Speaking of this, Li Feng also showed a hint of regret on his face. He originally thought that the Eagle and others could arrive quickly, but he didn't expect that after waiting for a long time, the Eagle had not come back yet, so he took his people to retreat first. But who could have expected that the Japanese would chase him so tightly, causing him to lose more than a dozen veterans at once. These are all old fry who have been with him for several years. Now they suddenly disappeared. The feeling is really very tormenting.
Chapter completed!