under fire

Chapter 909

Tang Dagou kept shooting into the distance.

It doesn't matter whether the devils lying on the ground are dead or not, and at a distance of more than 50 meters, they pull the trigger one by one on the devils lying on the ground like dogs, shooting one after another and hitting each other endlessly!

"Fucking lunatic is still so stupid! If one of those little devils, Guizi, is alive, the idiot, Big Dog, will have to be reimbursed!" Wan Baxi pouted next to him, and threw the empty gun to the wounded soldier next to him, but No voice answered.

He quickly turned his head and found that the wounded soldier hadn't moved: "Hey, don't scare me, you are screaming so loudly."

Habitually, the cat leaned over, stretched out his hand and sniffed: "Hey, is the ball dead?"

Quickly turned the brother over, only to find that the man had been shot in the neck, and the hand covering the wound was covered in blood
The finger covering the neck seems to be missing.
Look carefully. There is a bullet hole in the front and back of the brother's right neck
The missing piece of finger stuck into the hole of the gun
It seems to want to stop the blood from escaping.

Unfortunately, where can it be blocked?

There are streams of blood still oozing from the finger and the hole of the gun
outside the village.

Wen Wuquan finally knew why Li Laosan and the brother were calling.
The top of the wall that the two of them climbed was covered with broken tiles that were blown into sharp pieces by the grenade. It is estimated that when the two of them climbed the wall, their palms were cut open.
Seeing that the two are squatting on the ground and stripping the devil's equipment, it shouldn't be a big deal.
Leaving aside the rifle, he took out the imitation shell gun on his waist, pressed the nose of the aircraft, and then ran northward with his legs apart, rushing towards the devil's cover.

The rifles in the courtyards on either side stopped firing immediately.

Tang Dagou's angry voice appeared on the roof, yelling at Li Laosan and the other guy who was cleaning the battlefield: "What the hell are you messing around here, hurry to the north to help, there are more devils dead there."

At this time, Wen Wuquan didn't care whether the devils in the distance were dead or not. He just wanted to get back a crooked position for the platoon leader.

The three figures rushed towards the open ground one after another.

More than a dozen ghost corpses were laid out in various poses, and there was blood all over the place. How could there be a living person?
He tore off the binoculars in the hands of Devil Sergeant Cao, pulled up the machine gun on the ground, and was about to pick up two more rifles, when bullets from the Devil's heavy machine gun from the west came pouring in.

Wen Wuquan rolled on the spot holding the machine gun and hid behind a devil's corpse.

The Devil's heavy machine gun was still arrogant, and Wen Wuquan's whole body was tense, judging by his feeling that the trajectory of the Devil's machine gun was pulling away.

Gritting his teeth, he immediately jumped up from the ground and ran back
It's a pity that the ballistic of the heavy machine gun that was just torn apart followed and rushed towards him again.
Hearing the puffing sound on the ground approaching, he quickly fell to the ground.

The big dog lay on the roof and yelled: "Don't pick up those junk, run east quickly!"

I saw three figures rushing from left to right and running far east.

The big dog turned his head and prepared to call his subordinates to retreat. When he saw the one who had been dragged into the sun to die by Wan Xie, he scolded him directly: "I x your ancestor of the little devil! I will remember it for you... Brothers, don't let me go!" Hurry up, open the three devils and wounded soldiers in the west of the village before withdrawing..."

Three more shots were fired in the west of the village.
The chief Luo Fugui joined together, and the two teams met each other speechlessly.

The big dog's black face was calm, and it seemed to be a good feeling to be the platoon leader.

It's a pity that you have to keep a straight face like Chief Hu all the time.
As for the immediate boss, the mule company commander is afraid of death.
He didn't pay attention at all.

South of the village.

The false company commander watched No. 80 of the previous seven leave the village with his own eyes.

Now another No. 30 ran eastward, and there was no movement in the village.

After being puzzled for a while, he immediately ordered his men to shoot violently into the village!

He kicked the platoon leader directly: "The guerrillas have run away, hurry into the village."

As for whether the guerrillas ran or not, how would he know?
According to the habit of guerrillas, the brigade will go first, and then leave a part to block it!
Now the guerrillas who fight the attack seem to have left the village.

It seems that there should be no one in the village.

As a commander, he must give confidence to his subordinates. As for letting him enter the village, unless the sun comes out from the west!
Looking up, the sun is really in the west. I can't swear.

The imperial army asked him to attack before, and he has been dawdling for so long, if he doesn't move, the consequences will be unpredictable!

Therefore, he was betting, and he had to bet, that the guerrillas would not dare to stay in the village any longer.

West of Baliying Town.

Puppet soldiers in various costumes were trotting westward.

Wu Hexiu, who was in the middle of the team, was in an extremely depressed mood, because the Eighth Route Army hadn't entered the town at all!

Even the eight-way spies he had arranged to keep an eye on in the town disappeared.

The men who scouted to the west have not been seen until now, and the men sent to Baidaokou Town early in the morning have not sent back any news.

It seems that everything is not going well!
I and Eighth Road are sworn enemies, but before. I was also Eighth Road.

It took almost ten years from a little-known little person to the status of being a leader in the world and saying that one word can decide life and death.

His hands were still stained with the blood of countless former comrades-in-arms, and he subconsciously wiped his hands on his clothes a few times.

Ba Lu didn't throw himself into the trap and was depressed, but he seemed to have a sense of relief in his heart.

The gunshots in the west were loud. An hour ago, the eldest brother asked him to come out for reinforcements, and it took half an hour to gather the scattered men in the town.

Now the phone can't get through again. Obviously, the eighth road came prepared and cut off all the telephone lines around Baliying!
After thinking about it for a while, why don't you know what kind of tricks Balu is playing?
Due to the lack of population, the Eighth Road Division merged the four nearby counties into some Binhe County.

But he is very clear about the strength of the division!

Even if a regiment comes from the Eighth Route, forgive him for not daring to enter the Eight Mile Camp!

Balu must be trying to pull himself out of town!

The methods of the Eighth Route are still the same old ones, what kind of enemy advances and we retreat, surround the points to fight for aid.
Hehe, dare to fight with the spy team with too many guns?
If my brothers want to occupy a foothold on the plain, they have to beat the eight roads so that they dare not come to this area for activities in the future!
Usually it is very difficult to find these people, but this time, they happened to catch them all!
There seems to be some contradictions in the content of thinking before and after.
While he was thinking, a puppet army ran over on a bicycle: "Report, there are a large number of guerrillas in the southwest direction, most of them are armed with hoes and spears."

More than a thousand numbers?
What a group!

Huh, hoe?
In the west of the village, five miles south of the Devil's Array.

More than a thousand people armed with various colors, carrying hoes, holding spears and carrying big knives, less than a quarter of the team with guns, are pulling away along the ditch with their waists bent.

The political commissar looked at the map, and shouted to a tall man next to him, with a thick round beard on his black face, piercing eyes, a windy walk, and a loud voice like a bronze bell: "Zhang Fei, obey orders!"

Zhang Fei's real name was Zhang Qiwang, but because of his appearance, and because he fought like a fierce tiger, several other company commanders in the division directly nicknamed him Zhang Fei.

Zhang Qiwang hesitated for a moment, and summoned up his courage: "I said, before the battle started, the order was changed twice. Hehe, I finally understand what it means to change the order every day and night. He is just a company commander from the independent regiment. You are really serious about the political commissar." You're welcome"

The political commissar immediately blew his beard: "Hehe, if you dare to attack a squadron of devils and two battalions of puppet soldiers, you will be farting. I will say that it is delicious, believe it or not?"

"Hey, political commissar, that's all I'll say."

"Why? I feel that the company commander was promoted to the battalion commander. Are you not convinced?"

"The independent regiment is really shameless. They didn't even have a battalion. I think they deliberately took advantage of us, so they promoted the surnamed Hu to be a battalion commander. Besides, he is also a shitty staff officer. The staff leads troops to fight , isn’t this bullshit?”

The political commissar had just made a half-circle around the Eight Mile Camp, and his face was full of exhaustion: "Don't be sloppy with me, you boy. Wang Taigong and his son have more than a thousand numbers, plus a battalion of puppet soldiers, plus a squadron of devils, do you think if you meet them, would you dare to fight them?"

Zhang Qiwang shook his head: "It's a mistake for them to mix with the national army."

"Fart, it was arranged by me personally, why, you even doubt me?"

"Hey, you didn't tell me"

"Then I want to report to you?"

"Hey, how dare you? I just think that the frontal battle has been robbed by the independent regiment, and we will follow behind to fight the periphery, and we will not gain any benefits."

"Are you blind? Look at Li Huanzhang and the others of the New Fourth Route Army. Have they all changed their shotguns? Their platoon doesn't even have a shuttle now? Why, feel uncomfortable? Not feeling well, then Hurry up and find the devils and puppet soldiers to grab it?"

Zhang Qiwang Xiaoyi asked: "Can I lead a company and guarantee to wipe out the devils in the west of the village!"

"What the hell, if you wipe out the devils, the puppet troops of the Baliying camp will directly retreat to the town, where can we go to help?"

"I said political commissar, why are you talking nonsense today?"

The political commissar was stunned. This guy took the wrong medicine. Dare to talk to him like this: "What are you talking about?"

"I mean, you have always taught us not to use foul language, and you always use the word 'fart' when you speak today."

The political commissar suddenly smiled: "Come here"

Zhang Qiwang hurried out of the way, vigilant: "You want to kick me? Hehe, there is no door"

This chapter is over.

There is an explanation below, it is only saved for one day, and if you don’t see it, it doesn’t exist.
　Explain that the partition belongs to 15
　　Liu Lin disagrees. Although there are many Anti-Japanese War dramas that everyone watches, they rarely shoot 15
　　For details, you can search for grievances between Lin and other commanders.
　　There are no typos here, and missing words is helpless
　　
　
(End of this chapter)