under fire

Chapter 1297
The landmines near the stone bridge exploded one after another.

There was no movement on the smoky embankment for a while.

The ghosts and puppet soldiers swimming across the river were puzzled.

Finally, he had the courage to rush up the river bank screaming and not afraid of death.

After a while, a devil's voice yelled: "Balu abandoned its position and may have fled eastward."

Seeing that the imperial army was all on the embankment, the puppet soldiers walked around the place beside the stone full of corpses, and ran up the embankment.

Finally occupied the Tuba Road position that was still filled with gunpowder.

Under the command of the puppet company commander and platoon leader, the puppet troops followed suit and established a security position on the spot!

The devil's vanguard walked eastward cautiously, and finally walked out of the gunpowder.

I saw thick smoke rising from the gun tower on the bottom floor, rising straight into the air.

In the distance to the east is the back of the densely-packed eight-way escape.

Immediately raised the gun, hesitated for a while, put down the gun, and Bazhong was already 300 meters away, turned to the smoker behind and yelled.

The large stone bridge over the Zhizhang River collapsed with a hole, making it impossible for people to pass.

The devil's engineers had already come up with wooden boards, planning to repair the stone bridge that was blown off.

It's a pity that the hole that was blown off was about eight meters long.

Obviously, there's no hope of a fix anytime soon.

As a result, there is no way to transport heavy weapons to the other side of the river for the time being.

Hearing the call of the sharp soldiers in front, the second lieutenant and sergeant who followed the infantry across the river blew their whistles and hurriedly assembled the team.

The ghost infantry soldiers who swam across the river had water in their shoes, making it extremely uncomfortable to run.

He took off his shoes and poured water, and wiped off the flooded rifle with a poke stick, making a mess.

After a while, the devils and puppet troops assembled again and embarked on the road of pursuit.

The shelled road is full of craters.

boom.
A landmine buried on the road suddenly exploded, overturning seven or eight devils who were running the fastest along the road.

The screams made people panic.

Finally, I realized that the eight escape routes in front of me were all in the ground.

There is no suppression of firepower, and there are landmines on the road.

The devil infantry who were chasing had to disperse into the wheat fields on both sides of the road.

Just ran less than 100 meters.

Three or four hundred meters away, two light machine guns hidden in the wheat field suddenly rang out.

Da da da. Da da da.
Ballistic will knock down a few more devils who are about to chase from the ground.

Bullets don't have eyes.

The chasing devil had to lie in the wheat field aggrieved.

The wheat ridge can block the line of sight, but it cannot block the bullet.

Lieutenant Guizi poked his head out, and the fleeing figure of Balu Mao in the distance in front of him appeared and disappeared in the wheat field under the sun.

The distance of the slowest eight roads is less than 400 meters. No wonder the machine guns of the eight roads will fire.

The lieutenant drew out his command knife and shouted loudly: "Pursuit."

The devils and puppet soldiers got up from the wheat fields, and while holding up the rifles in their hands, they crackled and slammed forward.

Braving the firepower of the eight-way machine gun again, he desperately pursued him.

The distance of 300 meters is too far, and there is no need to talk about shooting accuracy.

Even if you waste bullets, you still have to shoot. If there are too many bullets fired, there will always be someone who can be blinded.

Plains are different from mountains.

Everyone faced the same environment. In terms of physical strength, the Eighth Route Army with poor living conditions was far inferior to the devils and puppet soldiers.

Naturally, they can't run away from the devils and puppet troops.

It is not a matter of who has the courage, perseverance, and who can run faster.

If it weren't for the devils' short legs and short legs, and the puppet army didn't work hard, the eight roads that escaped would have been caught up by the devils.

Chase and escape.

From time to time, people on both sides were knocked down by rows of wheat.

The sound of gunfire behind him continued like frying beans.

The bullets whizzed past, or passed through the straw, crackling and crackling.

The tall and burly Luo Fugui swung his legs so fast that he ran a mile away.

The machine gunner who stayed behind to stop the attack stopped from time to time, and shot a shuttle at the devils and puppet soldiers who were approaching behind.

Five people followed Mancang, and the ammunition hand suddenly fell down.

Quickly turned around to look at the distance, the devil was getting closer and closer.

But the sound of the Devil's machine gun has never been heard.

Hu Yi, who had just emptied a magazine next to him, yelled, "Stop all of them and hit them."

The three strong men who carried the machine guns directly put down the machine guns and gasped: "Where do you put them?"

Hu Yi gritted his teeth: "On the road!"

No one questioned, found a place on the ground where there were no traces of excavation, and quickly put the machine gun back.

Mancang smoothly turned the brim of the hat to the back of his head.

tom tom tom tom
The eight-way heavy machine gun fired aggressively again.
Directly beat the devils scattered in the wheat field to the ground again.

The ghost lieutenant who swam from the river had red eyes, but he didn't panic.

This group of eight-way guerrillas was completely different from the guerrillas they had seen before. It was not like the eight-way guerrillas they had seen before, firing two shots and continuing to run.

The sniper hit well.

Shooting alternately, and retreating while shooting.

The stone bridge was blown up, and weapons such as heavy firepower could only be sent from the pontoon bridge.

He was waiting, waiting to be followed by the fire support of light and heavy machine guns that were about to be sent up.

If there is no heavy firepower to suppress the eight-way attack with light and heavy machine guns, it will be death!

He now only hopes that he can get fire reinforcements before the Eighth Route flees into the green gauze tent.

I kept looking back, and finally saw the devils running forward with heavy machine guns and light machine guns behind them
Wei County.

Under the scorching sun.

Bursts of creaking sounded in the street.

Xiao Hongying followed behind the four men pushing two wheelbarrow grain carts.

From a distance, I saw two autonomous city defense forces standing at the gate of the compound in front.

Xiao Hongying lowered her voice: "This guy is weird, he seems to be wary of something."

Shopkeeper Cheng, who was acting as a buddy, wiped his sweat with a towel: "There is no need to care about these little characters. If he dares to talk too much, he will be killed later."

There is a long signboard with black characters on a white background hanging on the side of the courtyard gate: Wei County Nanmen Taxation Office of the Alliance Autonomous Army.

Seeing a few guys pushing grain carts coming over, the pseudo-autonomous city defense forces at the door shot across: "What are you doing?"

The guy in front looked up, nodded and bowed his head in a low voice: "Hi sir, I'm here to deliver the food."

Xiao Hongying, who was following behind, looked carefully at the two puppet troops.

One of the puppet soldiers' eyes were like blazes, and he glanced at the guys who came over. When he saw Xiao Hongying looking over, he immediately paid attention: "Why are you sending food to a girl's house?"

The rifles in the hands of the puppet army seemed to put a lot of pressure on the guys.

Xiao Hongying didn't feel the coercion from the puppet army at all, instead she glanced around the puppet army with her big rogue eyes: "What are you shouting about? Don't you give me the money you owe me to Cheng Jialiang."

Shopkeeper Cheng at the back seemed to have come to his senses at this time, and hurriedly greeted the puppet army: "Don't blame me, sir, the old shopkeeper is in poor health. Miss doesn't understand the rules, so I invite Haihan."

The puppet army sneered: "Don't play tricks on me! Old man Cheng also has a daughter, why haven't I heard of it?"

Shopkeeper Cheng then handed over a cigarette: "In this day and age, who has a daughter and still shouts all over the street?"

The puppet soldier took the cigarette, and his face became better: "Get out of the way quickly, don't block the way."

Another food delivery car followed behind.

The puppet army ignored the guys who delivered the food.

A group of five people successfully entered the compound of the Puppet City Defense Army.

Shopkeeper Cheng pushed the grain truck directly to the kitchen in the backyard.

The kitchen finds the person who receives the grain, and then weighs it on the scale.

There were four strangers who didn't care to receive the food.

Directly write the delivered food on the account book that Xiao Hongying handed over, followed by marking: "Move all to the warehouse."

After finishing speaking, he led a few people straight to the warehouse next to the kitchen.

Xiao Hongying didn't move the grain with her, because the person receiving the grain didn't pay attention.

With Li Lao Si, he swaggered directly into the two-story building next to him.

The two sneakily stopped by the wall and listened for a while, then began to walk upstairs lightly.

In the corridor on the second floor, he poked his head and took a few glances into the room. Inside the room lay the puppet army who was taking a nap.

In a room at the end, there was a lot of noise, and the sound should be gambling.

The stairs cannot go directly to the top floor, and there is a skylight on the roof.

Li Laosi, who had been prepared for a long time, rounded a zip line and threw it directly to the roof of the building, and quickly went up to the attic mezzanine next to the skylight like a civet cat.

Then, he pulled a package of explosives brought in by shopkeeper Cheng hidden in the grain truck to the roof.

not long time.

Xiao Hongying who came down from the second floor followed shopkeeper Cheng, pushing the wheelbarrow creaking out of the barracks.

The puppet army guarding the gate saw the four people walking out of the yard, and didn't notice that one person was missing.

The reason is very simple. There are many people who deliver goods and food to the barracks of the puppet army together, and they don't necessarily have to go out together.

grain number.

Old shopkeeper Cheng had a bitter face.
(End of this chapter)