under fire

Chapter 1459 The studious devil

Maybe it's because the battlefield is full of smoke.

So it gives the illusion that time passes very slowly.

I don't know how long the devil's shelling lasted, maybe an hour, maybe 10 minutes.

A gust of wind suddenly blew from the south of the green gauze tent.

Quickly blow out the smoke.

The smell of blood in the scorching air did not decrease at all.

For a moment, the devils felt as if they had seen a ghost.

The eight roads who were still attacking vigorously just now disappeared without a trace!

The devils poked their heads out one after another, lying quietly in the trench, holding their rifles and looking around with wide eyes under the scorching sun.

Let the sweat slowly flow down the clip of the face.

In the rear of the devil artillery position, between the two infantry artillery, several devil health workers are giving first aid.

From time to time, devil health workers carried wounded devils through the trenches.
Xiong Erlang intuitively sensed some unknown danger.

He could feel that in the endless green gauze tents in the south, Tubalu, who was full of bad water, was definitely holding back some killer move.

As for what, he really didn't know.

The staff officer next to him is reporting the battle damage
Xiong Erlang's soul is wandering in the sky, he really wants to hear the staff report the results of the battle.
He felt that he should give Tubalu who retreated into the green gauze tent some ruthlessness, for example, hit them with a few mustard gas bombs.
Shaking my stiff neck, I felt a wind blowing from the south. If I fired a cannon to the south at this time, the poisonous gas would be carried to the north by the air, so I had no choice but to give up.

A small team of warriors was sent out to attack, but no news has been received so far.

He felt annoyed because, according to the previous agreement, they could at least find an open field or build a personal wall to make a semaphore report
Xiong Erlang's idea is very simple, the one who dares to attack the imperial army must be the main force of the eight routes, but it has to be confirmed!

Only by destroying the Tuba Road, which dared to attack the imperial army, can there be a sense of accomplishment. As for the mice in the north, they are obviously luring the enemy, so ignore it for now.

He was even looking forward to the fact that the commando that entered Qingsha would give him a surprise.

Tuba Road retreated, maybe the commandos played a role...

He was even excited about his proud work of ordering the commando to enter the green gauze tent.

The occasional gunshot that breaks the tranquility of the plain is a bit annoying, as if there are always flies coming out to make noise when eating Wagyu!
The Devil Sergeant who led the assault team did not forget to communicate with the gun tower through semaphore.

It's just his bad luck.

The devils are short and have short legs, and bullets are flying across the green gauze tent. It is really not easy to build a personal wall.

A human wall higher than the green gauze tent was erected several times in a row, and the devils standing on the top kept signaling to the direction of the blockhouse, but the observer on the top of the blockhouse happened to be away from the "post".

It's a surprise to see the general situation in the open.

Sergeant Cao was not worried at all about Tuba Road's daring to besiege the Imperial Army's brigade.

After losing the figures of those fake imperial soldiers, he continued to wander around in the green gauze tent with his men.

Now all I want is to sneak into the Eight Routes and cause damage.

Not far ahead, there are a large number of eight roads in the green gauze tent.

The other party seemed to be wary.

Jun Cao thought about whether to go to meet them now.

For those who appear on the battlefield and cannot prove their identity for the time being, the basic handling method is to hand over their weapons and temporarily hold them in custody.

The occasional gunshots seemed to die away suddenly.

It became very quiet in the sweltering green veil, and occasionally there was a low cough that broke the silence.

Obviously, the other party must have found out that they were part of the group, but no one from Tuba Road came to ask if they were from him.

Sergeant lying on the ground felt his back scalding hot from the sun shining through the green gauze tent.

Holding the rifle on his shoulder tightly in his hand, he felt the body of the gun being shaken by the sweaty palm.

The muzzle of the gun turned slowly, and the sorghum stems and leaves as far as the line of sight were in pieces, no one could see.

Tuba Road is clearly not far ahead, neither questioning nor firing, what are they doing?

Sergeant Cao just wanted to sneak into the Eighth Route Army with the Eighth Route Army uniform on his body, so he absolutely couldn't shoot at this time.

For the three fake imperial troops who were being chased by him, they even reported the whereabouts of their party back to the Eighth Route Army headquarters.

It is absolutely impossible to spread it to the various ministries of the Eight Routes so quickly.

Staring at the dead goldfish eyes, he stared at the hiding direction of the group of eight roads that he couldn't see in front of him.

No matter what, now we have to meet the people in front before the Eighth Route Headquarters spread the news.

Thinking of this, I immediately made a decision to take a gamble.

Because he can't afford to wait.

His combat mission was to infiltrate the Eighth Route Army, so he went directly to the periphery of the Eighth Route Army.

Otherwise, he should be chasing after those three fake imperial army footprints now.

It is very difficult to infiltrate the opponent on the battlefield, not because the elites' Chinese is not good.

Rather, it is basic common sense to be vigilant against unfamiliar teams on the battlefield.

The battlefield, which was originally full of gunfire, was silent.

Bang. A gun rang out somewhere in the green yarn.

At first it sounded like a recruit had gone off the rails.

Followed the devil in the open ground and returned two shots.

The devil's position was so empty that the sound of bullets whizzing away could be heard.

Xiao Hongying lay on the edge of the green gauze, her eyes were clear.

The trembling of the small shoulders ended, and the right hand mechanically hit the hot bolt.

A brass cartridge case was brought out from the breech bolt, exuding a refreshing smell of gunpowder smoke.

push the bolt
Bang. The little girl fired a second shot without any scruples.

She didn't seem to be aiming at a certain enemy. The devils in the open ground seemed to dismiss the bullets fired from a long distance by more than 300 fans.

Not even interested at all.

The devils in the trenches didn't have to wait long.

The latest order came from the gun tower: three teams on the second line of defense divided into three groups to attack and recover and check the outer line of defense.

If you have the conditions, find a way to advance into the green gauze tent. As long as you enter the green gauze tent, everyone will be on the same starting line. Whoever has the best equipment and the highest fighting quality will be the final winner.

These battlefield elements are obviously tailor-made for the imperial army.

Tubalu has no other way out but to hide and be a mouse!
Zhengnan, nine [-]-guns, one light machine gun with crooked handle, and one grenadier team
A reinforced squad of devils assembled on standby.

chug chug. chug chug.
The devils covered and suppressed firepower suddenly started behind the second line of defense.

The scorching sun turned white, and more than a dozen devils rushed out of the trenches without any waist, and rushed directly to the outer trenches.

The devils are all on high alert.

Seemingly fearless, they charged towards the outer fortifications in fear.

Sparse gunshots suddenly sounded in the green gauze tent.

It seemed that they were desperately trying to retaliate against the imperial army's shooting, and some of the attacking devils' arms and heads were splashed with red.

From time to time, there was a strange cry of someone being "shot" in the green gauze tent.

The devils covered the machine gun team, fired, fired, fired again, fired again.
The Devil's light and heavy machine gunners cooperated quickly, and their ballistics even staggered.

The noise was violent, and the green gauze tents on the edge of the open ground were shot and fell down one after another.

The bullets in the green gauze tent rushed into the depths.

More than fifty devils from three directions charged to the trench more than 20 meters away, lay down on the spot, and immediately pulled the grenade and threw it into the trench.

This is what Tubalu did before.
This kind of tactics is rough, obviously there is no difficulty, but the effect is remarkable.

It is not shameful to learn from opponents on the battlefield. It seems a bit shameful for the invincible imperial army to learn from the Eight Routes.

It doesn't matter, as long as the tactics that can kill the opponent are good tactics.
The elites directly followed the gourd and prepared to rush into the trenches after throwing the grenade.

Throwing a grenade has two advantages. One is to kill Tubalu who may remain in the trench.

The second is to destroy the landmines that may be planted in the trenches on the Tuba Road...

(End of this chapter)