under fire

Chapter 1471 Backstabbing

The ancestors said that the brave man wins the battle between the two armies!

The puppet soldiers who were forced into the green gauze tent by the devils were aroused by success.

Because everyone knows that after entering the green gauze tent, whether one can survive depends not only on courage, but also on luck.

People are dead and birds are facing the sky, and they are dead anyway. Since Balu doesn't give him a way to survive, then even if he dies, he will have to be backed by Balu.

After a wave of grenades thrown exploded.

Thirty or forty puppet soldiers were extremely brave, holding guns and screaming, and rushed directly into the green gauze tent filled with gunpowder smoke.

I am going to find the eight roads and fight to the death.

After taking a few steps, the puppet army began to crawl forward on the ground.

Any fool knows that the chance of being shot on the ground is much smaller.

It's really fierce to shoot with a gun. If there is a Balu who dares to stand in front of him, don't let him have more than ten or twenty bullet holes!

After a while, there was no sound of gunfire from eight groups in the green gauze tent.
The platoon leader of the puppet army let out a breath of panic: "Company commander, the eighth road seems to have run away."

Before waiting for the puppet company commander behind to sign, another puppet army was ecstatic: "There seems to be no one in front."

The guy lying on the ground to block bullets for the false company commander asked, "Company commander, do you want to expand the search area?"

The false company commander had a dark face and kicked his subordinates away.

Hearing that there is no way to go, I turned around and looked deep in the green gauze tent. This guy was facing backwards and feet forward, ready to turn around and run away at any time.
The false company commander boldly crawled forward, and winked at the platoon leader lying on the most "front line".
The fake platoon leader was so smart that he immediately pulled out the grenade and shouted: "There are eight ways, get down."

After speaking, he pulled out a grenade and threw it deep into the green gauze tent.

boom.
There was a loud noise from the green gauze tent.

The false company commander lay down on the ground without hesitation, and then pulled out the box cannon.

He fired a shot at the location where the grenade exploded, and then yelled: "Hit, give me a hard hit!"

"Hold it, hold it up!" The false platoon leader fired more guns than anyone else, and he didn't forget to bury a few rows of bullets in the ground and wait for the battle to end. When he came back, he took the bullets and sold them on the black market to make some money.

Le Buzhi, the pseudo-company commander who emptied the magazine and loaded bullets into the gun, watched his platoon leader play tricks: "The imperial army will move south later, and we will end the battle and go back. At that time, our forwards will finally become rearguards."

The platoon leader nodded, with a look of pity on his face: "Let other brothers do this kind of head-wearing belt belt."

The pseudo-company commander kicked over: "Yi is the first word, how do you talk, son of a bitch?"

The platoon leader quickly changed his words: "Uh, we have to let other brothers get promoted and get rich through meritorious service."

Immediately, some eyes cheered: "That's right, our company commander Bo Yuntian."

The pseudo-company commander was very satisfied: "Beat me, I will beat you hard"

The puppet army seems to like to say this sentence
As for whether there are eight roads in the green gauze tent in front, does it matter?
Hit half of the bullets and bury the other half, and then go back to find the transport team and pick them up again.

Anyway, the imperial army did not stipulate that bullet casings must be exchanged for bullets as in usual training.

It was still dark, and the light was dim.

Originally, the messengers had told the devils to prepare for evacuation, but then they said they would stick to it.

The attack on the imperial army by the Eighth Route in the afternoon was unusual, which made the devils suspicious.

There are rumors that there are sharpshooters in the Eighth Route Army, and the devils lie in the trenches and dare not show their heads easily.

Occasionally, I looked up at the camp of wounded devils, and those wounded devils who couldn't be happy howled like dogs, and the devils beside me were singing
Finally, a ghost soldier came to deliver food.

Zhang Xiaodao received the rice ball for the first time.

No one asked Zhang Xiaodao's name
Those who are poor in culture and rich in martial arts, who know a lot of kung fu, have no experience in entering the rivers and lakes.

It is natural for Zhang Xiaodao to pretend to be deaf and dumb
Seeing that this person can't even understand the words, he keeps babbling. It seems that his spirit is on the verge of collapse.

The devil next to him decided to take good care of this lunatic second lieutenant with gunpowder and dust all over his face.

A few devils joked in a low voice whether the person next to him might be a suspect from the Eight Routes pretending to be the imperial army.

Immediately, some devils said that the military police investigated the two Chinese spies who "pretended" to be members of the investigation team in the afternoon, and it was confirmed that the spies died together with the military police.

The invincible devils didn't think too much.

Because, how could the sheep get in with the wolves?

The gun towers surrounded by green gauze tents stand quietly in the night wind.

Everyone knows that there are countless eight roads hidden in the darkness all around.

Darkness, however, works to the defense's advantage.

The ghost observer knew that the surrounding Eight Routes would definitely play night raids, but there was no solution right now.

The tactic of encircling and attacking aid is very old.

But the devils who surrounded a brigade on the Tuba Road seemed to be a fantasy.

The former enemy did not send more reinforcements.

It's not that they don't send, but that there is really no one at hand.

The national army is sharpening their swords and gathering troops to prepare to attack northern Shaanxi
The superior directly dispatched the eight main regiments of the three verticals!

Those left on the plains were mainly county brigades, district squads and even militias.

The Eighth Route Army, which had originally stayed in the Taihang Mountains, marched eastward in a big way, as if to take over the defense area of ​​the main force on the plain.

The reason why the superiors did not transfer the Eight Routes in Shanli to reinforce Northwest Shanxi is not complicated.

The Eighth Route Army that remained in the mountains was mainly a garrison force, and its combat effectiveness was not comparable to that of the main force that had been fighting the enemy on the plains for a long time.

The large-scale mobilization of the Eighth Route Army is a good thing for the devils.

If the little devil didn't have a tacit understanding with the Chongqing guy, no one would believe him if he was killed.

The national army fought the Eighth Route, and the main force of the Eighth Route on the plain had to go.

In the devil's view, the opportunity to implement long-term peace and stability has finally arrived.

In the [-]th autumn, the bacterial combat plan began to be secretly implemented immediately.

The big strategic plan is linked with smaller plans.

Both the little devil and the Chongqing man pointed their guns at the Eighth Route Army.

Those bastards in Chongqing didn't expect that there is no bottom limit for a little devil!

They would even resort to such an inhumane method of throwing Huliela bacteria.

Some Rangers, who hadn't felt enough watching the excitement, even gave eye drops to the Eighth Route Army who were about to ambush the devils for their own selfishness.

The dignified national army can't beat the devils, how can you let you mud-legged devils beat the devils?

If the Tuba Road wins again, wouldn't that be a slap in the face of the national army?

Unexpectedly, the two elites sent out had already died in the hands of the devils.

I waited and waited until it got dark and didn't see the two elites come back.

Several rangers hiding in the distance of the battlefield began to feel restless.

As for going deep into the battlefield to understand the situation of the exchange of fire between the two sides, I would not dare to borrow their courage.
Helpless, I had no choice but to turn on the radio and report to Shangfeng with a false intention to report that the Eighth Route Army had fought fiercely with the devils all afternoon.

There is currently a temporary ceasefire between the two sides.

The radio station was beeping for a while, and finally received instructions from Shangfeng.

The leading man read the telegram clearly with the blinded flashlight, and couldn't help but stay on the spot: "The Eighth Route surrounded a whole group of devils here?"

A man in black shook his head: "Boss, isn't this right? Didn't the devils find out that Balu was going to attack the devils to ambush and was surrounded by devils?"

Another person also didn't believe it: "This bragging doesn't bring such bragging. There are more than a thousand devils surrounded by more than a thousand ways, and storytellers dare not talk like this."

The radio operator also came to join in the fun: "Do you dare to listen to the excitement all afternoon, and the eight roads have been fighting around the devils?"

"It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible!" The telegram disappointed the squad leader the most, and he would rather choose not to believe it.

The subordinates immediately echoed: "That's right, even a division of the national army may not be the opponent of the little devil. We don't know what the eight-way equipment of his 23rd regiment is. How could they have the upper hand in a frontal battle against the devil on the plain?"

"Could it be that the operator has reversed the information?"

[Brothers cast a few votes to cheer up]

(End of this chapter)