under fire

The crescent moon rises into the sky.

The empty fields outside the village began to be vaguely visible in the distance.

The puppet soldiers, who thought they would be safe after easily breaking into the village, never expected that they would fall into the Asura Hell.

After the deafening explosion.

Tearing, impacting, collapsing...a large number of houses in the village instantly turned into ruins.

Bricks, bricks, mud, and blood rained down from the sky, and the village was filled with gunpowder, smoke, dust, and blood. It was impossible to see even one's fingers. The puppet soldiers who were lucky enough to save their lives cried for their fathers and mothers and used their hands and feet. Their limbs and organs were everywhere, like headless flies among the ruined walls. climb.

The puppet soldiers and Japanese who were encircling the village were in a state of panic. Their ears were buzzing, and they were blinded by the smoke and fog that suddenly blew up from the shock wave. For a while, they could not see anything.

The Japanese second lieutenant who was outflanking the east road had been on the battlefield for a long time. This was not the first time that he had been hit by a landmine. He immediately analyzed that the anti-Japanese elements must have planted landmines and then withdrew from the village to the north...

He became ruthless and refused to enter the village for rescue. Instead, he ordered his Japanese soldiers to instruct the Imperial Army to withdraw from the fog and pursue the north...

The Japanese lieutenant, who was two hundred meters away, was also shaken by the wave of air coming out of the village.

Then, the artillery position where he was located was swept by a sudden strong wind.

Thrilling! Li Laosi didn't care about the situation in the village. He raised his dirty face wearing a military cap and pointed at the Japanese artillery position filled with smoke and dust: "Mount your bayonets, maintain your formation, and charge!"

Immediately, figures one after another with white towels wrapped around their arms jumped up from the ground and rushed into the dust mist resolutely.

The Japanese are coughing and chirping in front of you, so you don't have to worry about finding the enemy's location.

The violent wind caused by the air waves caused by the explosion did not last long.

The leading soldier in the vanguard group vaguely saw the Japanese two or three meters away in front of him, who was hurriedly putting a gas mask on his face.

He shouted in a low voice, then picked up the bayonet and stabbed.

The bayonet penetrated the flesh, and the sharp screams from the Japanese's mouth immediately pierced the dust and mist.

"Enemy attack!" A Japanese soldier struggled and screamed in pain before dying.

In the final stages of his consciousness, he heard more screams from his companions.

Such a familiar scream, I have heard it countless times. Every time during the raid, the Chinese who were stabbed to death by the warriors' bayonets screamed helplessly.

Upon hearing the warning, the Japanese sergeant immediately sang loudly and organized a defense.

However, the busy elites had no time to organize a decent defensive formation like training, and the shell guns in the hands of the attackers began to fire continuously.

The sergeant who fell down after being shot twice in the chest was helpless. He fired in an environment where the enemy could not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy... Aren't they afraid of hitting one of their own?

Didn’t the messenger just say that the village is Tubal Road?

When attacking from eight directions, don’t we have to shout to charge and kill?

Everything he sensed was beyond his knowledge of the Eight Roads.

A group of three people noticed a target in front of them who was slashing wildly with a command knife.

The leader of the three-man team shouted and quickly gathered around.

boom.

Gunfire rang out from behind.

Boom boom. Three figures were kicked to the ground one after another.

Li Laosi's voice came from behind: "Are you going to fight with the little devil on the bayonet?"

The soldier lying on the ground felt aggrieved: "Squad leader... you said during training that sneak attacks should not make too much noise..."

Li Laosi stepped forward step by step and shot the lieutenant in the head who was still struggling with the command knife after being pushed to the ground. Then he picked up the command knife...

There were gunshots one after another, followed by excited shouts...

After a moment's hesitation, the battle was coming to an end. Wan Shou looked at Li Laosi who came out of the dust and mist, and said, "I have not opened up the situation this time."

Li Laosi spat out muddy saliva: "Haha, don't be afraid of death when you go to the battlefield. Your speed is far behind us..."

"When have I ever been afraid of death? If I hadn't been afraid of accidentally hurting you, would you still have had this dish?"

"You're really stubborn when it comes to speaking out."

Wan Shuai looked carefully at the mortar carried by the soldiers of the reconnaissance company, and immediately changed the subject with a smile: "I have been fighting for so many years, how did I know that this little devil and his little son are so vulnerable?"

"Stop howling like crazy, hurry up and get these two cannons and grenades away." Li Laosi chuckled and waved his hand with great pride: "I'll keep the light and heavy machine guns for now."

Seeing two mortars and more than a dozen grenade launchers, Wan Shiao felt a lot better and reminded him: "Sir Dao Master, the Japanese will probably fight back." "Do you think Dao Master's reconnaissance platoon is just a decoration?"

"Aren't you in the first class? When did you change to the first class?"

"Just now."

"Just go ahead and make it so that the people in your class are mules!"

"Including your artillery platoon, you should know how many platoons the mule has accumulated..."

Wan Zaixi was stunned for a moment: "Uh, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Stop being pretentious. There are so many Japanese and puppet troops who are still alive. We still have work to do tonight."

"Okay, if the Japanese come back later, I'll send a signal flare before the bombardment, and you can charge again."

"You don't have two men who can rush up and fight with the Japanese?"

"I am an artilleryman, a precious artilleryman, do you understand?"

"Where's Wang Xiaosan?"

"My artillery...must be protected by infantry!"

boom.

Suddenly there was a loud noise from the north of the village.

Tuba mines are not blown.

Directly blowing up a company of more than a hundred puppet troops that dispersed and pursued northward, wailing all over the place... "Heavy casualties" and just let go of the sheep.

The strange thing is that most of the Japanese soldiers who were mixed in the rear of the Imperial Alliance Army were just dizzy from the shock, and few were injured...

Those who were clearly forty or fifty meters away from the explosion point were also lying on the ground screaming, and several of the screams seemed to be obviously smiling.

The mouse that had bitten the tail and fled north suddenly encountered a big change.

Knowing that those Imperial Association troops were pretending to be dead, the Japanese second lieutenant was so filled with hatred that he still had to give up the pursuit temporarily.

If we use bayonets to force the Imperial Army to risk their lives in pursuit, they may be hit by landmines again, and may even cause the Imperial Army who are unwilling to die to counterattack: shoot black guns!

A terrible feeling suddenly arose in my heart... Many of the rats that escaped just now fired at the chasing team could be traps!

This is also in line with Tubalu's usual tactics.

At the same time, it also shows that apart from playing tricks and tricks, Tubalu is still a scumbag in frontal combat.

"Report, the artillery position where the lieutenant is located continues to fire." The messenger came in a hurry.

At this point, even a fool knew something was wrong.

"Inform the left wing attack team and return immediately for reinforcements!" The second lieutenant's heart sank. Tubal Road was too dangerous!

Immediately gathered the 40 or 50 surviving warriors and returned to the artillery position for reinforcements.

This time, I don’t want to play with those puppet soldiers who only do bad things.

In order to prevent accidents, they did not dare to fight back directly. Instead, they searched with leading soldiers, guarded both sides, and gradually advanced around the east side of the village...

South of the village.

Hearing the explosion in the north of the village, he clasped his hands with one hand and opened his mouth to suppress the trembling words of ecstasy: "Infinite Heavenly Lord, the Taoist buried the earth with thunder and fire, and sent the little devil to joy."

A dark figure hurriedly arrived: "Report, the Japs are gathering and heading south."

"Hahaha... When the battle starts later, when the machine gun fires from Mr. Dao's side, you guys lower your heads a little bit." Li Laosi was still grinning from ear to ear.

"Isn't it necessary to quickly intersperse in a mobile warfare?" Wan Dao was confused and asked for advice humbly.

"The highest level of mobile warfare, mobilizing the little devils to 'intersperse' back and forth, we are waiting for work..."

"Master Ge...can you still play like this?" Wan Bashi murmured.

"Also, please be careful. Don't shoot randomly after the battle starts."

The two of them muttered for a while before Li Laosi stood up and turned around, shouting at the shadows who were cleaning the battlefield and treating the wounded to use the corpses of the Japanese to lay mines.

The guard post kept urging him to go eastward and disappear into the moonlight.