under fire

Chapter 785 Can this be called a battle?

In the eyes of the devils, the imperial army has long been used to chasing, killing, and looting the broken bases of the Eighth Route Army.

On the plains, apart from guerrilla warfare, the Three Guns and Eight Routes were busy wreaking havoc most of the time: the tricks of digging roads, cutting telephone lines, distributing leaflets, and writing two slogans in the dark were totally useless.

Many puppet and bandit soldiers have also dealt with the Eight Route Army and the national army. Of course, they know the usual tactics of the Three Gun Eight Route Army. .

As for the national army guerrillas?In my impression, it should be the national army running away and the imperial army chasing after it, right?

This time, Tubalu, who was playing tricks, and the national army who were good at escaping, actually hit them on the head. They staged an ambush yesterday, and now they are so bold that they dare to take the stage with the imperial army?
On this plain in broad daylight, when is it their turn to shit on their own heads?

With guns and bullets in hand, he naturally dared to attack the guerrillas.

The thoughts of the bandit soldiers who had not gone through the battle last night were simpler.

Aren’t the guerrillas just a few cowardly peasants with hoes, hammers and sickles standing guard at the entrance of the village to report a letter, scolding the street in a hurry, and trembling with a wooden stick to find the enemy desperately?

They didn't believe that the guerrillas dared to do anything to them. Whoever dared to disrespect them could come back and tie up his whole family or even destroy his whole village in a matter of minutes.

Ignorant people are naturally courageous. The leader of a certain congregation asked a wretched guy next to him: "Hey, I said weasel, but you mean three shots and eight shots. Do you mean they can only shoot three shots?"

"You hold this meeting and that meeting all day long, don't tell me you haven't even seen Balu?"

"A few women in the village are always talking about giving cloth shoes to Eighth Road, writing slogans and doing propaganda."

"I really don't know how you survived in this troubled world."

"Don't be foolish, talk about it quickly!"

Weasel smiled mysteriously: "Because Tubalu has never had more than three bullets in his pocket!"

"The Eight Routes are making trouble everywhere, even Commander Wang dares to mess with it, can't it?"

"I heard that Brigadier Tang died at the hands of Eighth Road last year."

"Fart, I heard from the boss that Brigadier Tang himself fell off his horse and died."

Weasel froze for a moment: "How do you know?"

"I heard what Lai Toad from the White Spear Club in the next door village said."

"What does this have to do with Lai Toad?"

"Why doesn't it matter? The grave where Brigadier Tang was buried was dug by Lai Hama."

Weasel's eyes lit up: "Hey, bury a brigade commander. Tsk tsk tsk. Do you know where to bury it?"

"Why, you dare to dig it within three years of your death?"

"Hey, heat up the plate first, then we brothers will be half of each other?"

"With this skill, you might as well go to Wugong Village to dig a few copper pots and find a few bones to make money quickly."

"Hey, let's forget about that place. I heard that the national army sent many people to watch it all day long."

The NPC and CPPCC are ramming goods, and they are still thinking about making a fortune on the road.

Seeing that the "grave buns" in front of them were getting closer and closer, the leaders of the two congregations bent their waists and followed the people in front of them slowly.

There was no movement at all from the guerrillas.
The sporadic gunfire from the east and the west was still ringing, and the attacking team became tense.

If it weren't for the occasional people behind those grave bun positions poking their heads like a mouse and then retracting, the bandit soldiers would even think that there was no one in front!

More than 300 or gray or black mottled slipped together, and the cats scurried across the [-]-meter marking line on the ground.

The leader of the bandit soldiers and Taoist sect who was in charge of the command kept yelling, chanting the formulas of Taishang Laojun's possession of Avalokitesvara
The muzzle sight of Tian Sanqi on the front kept aiming at the one who was holding a pistol and shouting behind some figures.

The excited armed workers carefully identified the leaders of the reactionary sect on the list, and kept identifying the soldiers next to them, while the soldiers popped up occasionally, looking for their targets.

Captain Geng was happy with a rifle on his back, and he followed Hu Yi, the commander of the Ninth Battalion, who was carrying a rifle. He never expected that those leaders of the Taoist sect would line up to die.

By this time, the peripheral information was no longer important, and the battle was about to start. Captain Geng was drawn from the combat force, and it was the first time he faced a positional battle. However, he saw that Hu Yi next to him didn't seem to care at all. Even his expression didn't change, and he could even see the disdain on his face, so he couldn't help but relax his tense heart.

Although you promised the envoys sent by Wang Sanzhu earlier to give these Huidao sect leaders a chance to reform themselves, you still dare to use the backing of devils to fight here?Then don't blame me for not recognizing people with guns!

Dare to ignore the words of the Eighth Route Army?
Very serious consequences!
There was constant gunfire from bandit soldiers on the two wings, and the frontal guerrillas must have been frightened by the artillery fire, and so far they haven't fired a single shot.

Lieutenant Guizi was in a good mood. He didn't expect that the bandit soldiers with little combat effectiveness changed their past decadent morality and bravely rushed into the vicinity of the guerrilla positions.

In order to show his master's care and care for the lackeys, he waved his hand, and the orderly next to him immediately waved the flag in his hand, ordering the machine gun teams on both wings to provide fire support!

chug chug.
The machine guns on both sides of the village opened fire immediately, conducting fire reconnaissance and covering fire for the attacking bandit soldiers.

The protruding machine gun bullets began to rage on the guerrilla positions, splashing dust and making loud puffs.

It was okay not to shoot, but the bandit soldiers who heard the gunshots froze for a moment, not knowing why, they immediately lay down in the wilderness and jumped into ditches to find cover.

The gun in his hand also rang randomly.

It was clearly heard in the trenches that the devils had already started suppressing firepower. The bandits entered about 100 meters, and the counterattack immediately began.

As soon as Captain Geng poked his head out, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The target he had observed on the open ground disappeared in an instant!
In the faint gunpowder smoke left on the ground, the heads of the bandit soldiers with only half of their bodies protruding everywhere, and the muzzles of the guns that kept firing flashed.

Immediately, he took the first shot at the approximate location in the wilderness, then pulled back the rifle, crawled into the ditch and crawled to the side mound.

And the mound of dirt where he shot on his stomach just now, immediately drew retaliation with one shot after another.

The bandits were furious. With the Imperial Army machine guns in hand, how dare you fight back?

What's more, he didn't expect that countless black gun muzzles suddenly appeared behind those ugly mounds of dirt.

Followed by a dense row of guns.

The bandit soldiers were immediately confused, and subconsciously lowered their heads to avoid the coming danger.

Even lying on the ground, those tricky bullets still poured into the attacking bandits.

The bandit soldiers are good at seeing things, most of them are veterans, and their combat effectiveness is not strong, but they are neither stupid nor stupid.

Everyone knew that at this time they must not get up and run away, those guns do not recognize people, so they would not even have the heart to shoot at the guerrillas, so they immediately ducked into the ground.

As for those of you who know the way, at this moment, you immediately muttered something, and began to think in your heart which bodhisattva would be better to invite, but first, you have to see which bodhisattva issued the enlightened talisman in your pocket
I have to figure out whether the talisman is attached to the forehead or the belly button
For a time, spells were flying all over the place
The sky is clear and the earth is spiritual, and the soldiers follow the printing, and will follow orders one by one. A certain unlucky guy who has not finished reciting a spell without a magic talisman on his forehead, opened his eyes in pain, and a spell beside him was buzzing in his ears.

Looking up at the sky, the blue sky seems to be blackening?Wisps of pale clouds floated in the sky, um. I didn't see the Taishang Laojun, nor did I see the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva holding a jade purification bottle, and there was no sign of the Tathagata Buddha with a full head!
Withdrawing his gaze to the sky and looking around blankly, there are everyone who sticks amulets, recites scriptures and pulls guns to fight back.

Enduring the pain from the top of his head, he tore off his dog fur hat, only to find two eyes, one front and one back.

It was only then that I realized that I had been plowed through my scalp by a bullet just now, so I quickly raised my hand and touched the top of my head, it was a burning pain!
There was blood on my hand, but I thought it was okay based on my feeling, and I probably didn't open the ladle!
A member in the front just fired a shot at this time, and the sound of the gun made his ears ring again immediately. He was about to open his mouth to curse, but he saw and heard a sudden chuckle from the back of that person's head, bursting into flames. A large red and white thing came out.

Immediately after the raised head hit the ground, the body began to twitch violently, and after a few moments, there was no movement.

Next to him came the heart-piercing howl of another member, mixed with the sound of gunfire and the screaming of bullets, it was not clear what the guy was calling for the possession of the great god.

With a sudden shake of his shoulder, he quickly turned his face away. The weasel who was talking to him when they were attacking together just now was sprinting into the small ditch where he was hiding, and then raised his leg to kick the body of the dead man in front of him. into landscape.

With the help of the corpse to block the bullets, he was relieved a lot. The weasel was holding something in both hands, and was digging vigorously on the ground under him.

As the soil flew, the weasel rolled over and immediately sank into the ground.

He continued to stare blankly at the weasel next to him who kept digging the hole. Not long after, the weasel in the hole suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed his shoulders, and pulled him into the enlarged hole.

But he suddenly felt fear, his face changed suddenly, and he immediately yelled at the wah wah: "Do you want to bury me?"

"I'll bury your grandma, the Eighth Route Army is fighting back, and there are little devils in the rear. We brothers have to find a way to escape this catastrophe first."

"Hurry up like a law to order the Taishang Laojun to possess his body," the dazed Huo murmured.

The weasel slapped the stupid guy awake: "I am attached to you, grandpa, look at the worshiped Tathagata next door has manifested."

The ignorant guy didn't care about the burning pain on his face, and was overjoyed immediately: "Really?"

The weasel raised his hand and pointed: "Look. There is such a big hole on the back of his bald head. Didn't he go to the west to find the Tathagata to learn scriptures. Are you going to become a teacher with Sun Houzi?"

"Tathagata? No!" The ignorant guy remembered that he was worshiping the Taishang Laojun. Having said that, how can the Tathagata compare with the Taishang Laojun?
The weasel was stunned for a moment, and then cursed helplessly: "That's not right, hey, let me tell you, do you still remember where Lai Hato is now?"

Thank you Hanjiang Chuxue...

　There are also several kinds of bandits. The mob bandits plus the Tiaoshen Huidaomen congregation have no fighting power at all. For details, see Zhangnan Bandits.
　　
　
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