under fire

Chapter 827 Not Dead

At first the bandits wanted to fight back on the spot, but after hearing the news that the old bandit Qi was dead, coupled with the fact that the machine gun on the side of the road rang out, and they were attacked repeatedly, the bandits didn't have the guts to continue fighting and just ran away. road!
And the word rout is a good interpretation of the current situation of bandits: mob.

The battle process was so simple that it was tongue-in-cheek, and it was almost the same as the puppet army attacking the bandits. The exchange of fire between the two sides was not long, and it was almost declared over at the beginning!
The gunshots did not exceed 10 minutes, and the bandits ran away into the darkness to the west almost without saying a word.

But this time the escaped bandits were no longer organized, and the killed and injured were all left behind.

For Jiuying, taking advantage of your illness to kill you is called beating a dog in the water!
Soon there was no more gunfire on the road, and the eight roads who were in hiding stared blankly at the torches that were about to go out on the road in the distance.

There was no charge, no two wings to outflank, and they were even deployed on the right wing. The soldiers who were originally planning to stop the bandits from the north from returning to aid could not help but turn their attention to the bandits who were still wailing on the road.

Luo Fugui only hit two shuttles from a distance.

The slow-firing soldiers next to them heard the wicked girl shouting in a crisp voice: "All stop shooting!"

Hearing the girl's order, the member of the work team was stunned for a moment, and immediately yelled at one of his squad cats to approach the road with his waist down.

He planned to slowly make a detour from the north side of the road to the bandit position that was still flickering with flames.

More dreams at night!

If the bandits sent troops back to help, it would be a pity that the seizure was not made at all.

Luo Fugui, who poked out his helmet again from behind the slope, found it incredible. He was originally a bandit, and he seriously doubted that the person who was shot on the other side was not a bandit!
The bandits always liked the dark night, and they drove away nearly a hundred bandits with two shuttles. Who would believe it?

He stared blankly at Xiao Hongying who was not far away: "Grandma, why is this bandit so ungrateful?"

Xiao Hongying, who was putting bullets into the gun, was regretting: "My aunt knew that these bandits would not fight well, if only they had hit the brigade in front of them just now!"

The soldier next to Luo Fugui who acted as the ammunition hand was also puzzled: "Company commander, all the bandits who can move have run away, and there is no movement left. Do you think we should also go up and clean the battlefield?"

"Oh, it's not good." Luo Fugui jumped up from the ground, and the work team seemed to be joining the bandits.
If he takes people to clean the battlefield first, won't this affect Lao Tzu's search?

Unlike most Eighth Route Army commanders, Luo Fugui did not arrange training or study for the soldiers at all!
He cares most about seized!

If it is really commanding the battle, there is almost no difference in his company with him or without him!
There are quite a lot of recruits in the Ninth Battalion, and most of the soldiers under his opponent can't even pronounce their names. The recruits only practiced some formations and stabbing with Tian Sanqi under the arrangement of Lao Qin. He has won several battles in a row, and his confidence has already exploded.

Cleaning the battlefield, of course, is extremely exciting for the recruits.

Hearing the order from the messenger to clean up the battlefield, he immediately rushed to the bandit position on the road, screaming, and arrived almost at the same time as the detoured work team.

Shooting in the dark is almost impossible to really aim, and it is rare to be killed by a single shot, so that most of the bandits left on the scene are wounded!
The member of the work team confronted a group of soldiers from the Ninth Battalion rushing up with a rifle: "Our Eighth Our Army treats prisoners preferentially. Whoever dares to attack a prisoner, I will drive him out of the Eighth Army right now!"

Opposite him, a stunned recruit faced the upright working team members, turned his head and whispered cautiously to the recruit next to him: "Hey, let me tell you, our Ninth Battalion doesn't seem to have the rule of keeping prisoners alive, right?"

The recruit was also unambiguous: "Old Qin asked us to memorize the three major disciplines and eight points of attention. Isn't the last one just: don't abuse prisoners?"

The soldier who asked the question was unconvinced: "I stabbed his mother to death with a bayonet, and gave him a good time. How did I abuse him?"

There are outsiders, and the veteran squad leader next to him has a black line, and the two of his subordinates actually started discussing this weird issue: "Hurry up! Go and collect guns and ammunition first!"

"Then do you want to collect all the money in the bandit's bag and hand it over to the company commander?"

The squad leader staggered, and finally resisted the urge to beat his subordinates with his own hands.

The bandit brigade ran away long ago and disappeared without a trace.

The bold one threw a few torches together, and blatantly lit a fire on the battlefield.

The bandits and wounded soldiers who had been plundered on the ground were no longer paid attention to. The soldiers moved swiftly and began to form groups, holding torches and continuing to rush into the darkness in the west, and began to search for the escaped fish that escaped west.

A soldier was stunned: "Hey, there is a bandit wounded soldier here!"

The old bandit Qi who was shot in the chest crawled nearly 50 meters on the ground, holding a small pistol in his hand, hesitated for a while, and finally sighed and lowered the gun.

The two soldiers were in charge of guarding near and far respectively, and the one on the ground stood up after a search: "This time it's fired! I only shot six bullets in total just now, and I got at least sixty or seventy rounds of long and short bullets on this bandit! "

A soldier next to him quickly raised his index finger and hissed: "Keep your voice down, it's serious to make a fortune in silence!"

"Hey, is there anything good about him?"

"Hey, look, what is this?"

With the help of a torch, the guard looked at the small pistol in his comrade's hand, and immediately widened his eyes: "Oh, did you get a scull?"

The person who searched was a little hesitant: "Hey, Instructor Qin said that if you seize it, you have to hand it in."

The two in charge of security were stunned for a moment: "Are you really going to hand it in?"

"I told you to keep your voice down, and hand it over to the girl later."

The three smiled knowingly: "Hey, change the rifle bullets!"

The guard nodded: "This gun is too small, it's useless if I look at the battlefield, but this gun seems to be smaller than the one in the girl's hand, I guess she must like it."

"Then how many bullets do you think I should ask her for?"

"She has to give thirty rounds, right?"

The old bandit Qi on the ground endured the humiliation, and if he bleeds again, he will never be able to beat the devil again: "Hey, I said three, don't you give preferential treatment to the prisoners on the Eighth Road, I am injured and dying, come quickly and bandage me!"

The three of them noticed that the one on the ground spoke.

One was shocked: "Hey? Are you still alive?"

The other gun bolt rattled: "Your mother's poor bandit is taken as a prisoner, is it so loud?"

In the endless darkness, only a weak torch illuminates a small area of ​​light. There is no warmth in the spring night, and there are only painful groans of wounded soldiers in my ears.

The brief gunshots in the north made the hearts of the puppet soldiers who had just cleaned the battlefield tense.

First, the southern bandits fought with the Eighth Route Army, and now there was gunpowder smoke behind him, Captain Jia, the master, couldn't sit still.

The brother in charge of the back road has not come to report to him until now, he immediately understood that his situation was very dangerous!
There are eight roads to the south!Hundreds of bandits couldn't defeat them and returned home. He didn't have the confidence to fight against the Eighth Route Army.

The puppet army sent out to inquire about the news of the bandits finally reported: "A group of people ambushed the bandits behind Wang Sanzhu!"

Captain Jia shouted at the top of his voice, "Map!"

The false company commander next to him quickly turned on the flashlight, illuminating the map that had been laid out on the ground.

The two pretended to toss for a long time on the map with only a few lines representing roads and a few circles representing villages.

Then the two looked at each other, trembling in the words of the false company commander, and spoke first: "Captain. In my opinion. This is probably an ambush set up by the Eight Route Army! They will probably be us next."

Captain Jia broke out in a cold sweat. There are eight roads to the south, and he never thought that there are eight roads behind him!
Some time ago, he sent people to follow the imperial army to sweep up the base of the Eight Routes, but right now, he was not sure whether the Eight Routes would attack him: "We used to have a problem with the Eight Routes, this time we are in trouble!"

The false company commander is worried that he will probably confess here tonight!He quickly lowered his voice: "Brother, I think the conditions raised by Balu some time ago can be considered."

This time, Liang Zi with Wang Taigong also became a deadlock, life in this area will not be easy in the future!Captain Jia shook his head sadly: "We used to listen to that guy Li Ying, who killed so many people on the Eight Routes, and they have been sending people to assassinate Lao Tzu, this knot can't be untied!"

The pseudo-company commander cautiously persuaded: "The general trend of the world is that if we unite for a long time, we will divide, and if we divide for a long time, we will unite. Lao Jiang killed so many people from the Eighth Route Army. Aren't they uniting to fight against Japan now?"

Captain Jia muttered to himself: "That's it, if it wasn't really impossible to survive, who would really want to hang out with devils?"

The pseudo-company commander quickly nodded in agreement: "Balu has always been moral. A while ago, I heard that Yang Guanyi and those muddy legs voted for Balu. Why don't we send someone to test it out?"

(End of this chapter)