under fire

Chapter 911 Calmly
The sun was pale.

The wilderness has a wide view, and all the arrangements can be seen at a glance, and a dull and tense atmosphere hangs over the wilderness.

A long string of mounds on the side of the ditch, like small graves, will appear at a certain distance, and the two sides of the road extend so far that they cannot be seen.

A platoon of the vanguard of the puppet army, mixed with a few spies from the secret service team and members of the county police team.

Obviously, these people didn't pay much attention to the guerrilla holes dug in the middle of the barren fields.

After the national army withdrew, the officials in the county government ran away, and the ordinary low-level government employees who have been rooted here for generations, the whole family has to eat, how can they run away?

If you stay here, you can still have a caregiver among relatives and friends, at least. There is also a shelter that can shelter you from wind and rain.

Originally, he didn't have much money and no savings. If he really escaped, his eyes would be darkened by his unfamiliarity, and he would have to starve to death and have no other way out except to be a beggar.

In the past, if you stayed well, you also ate the emperor's food. How could you get rid of that face and call it a flower?

Fortunately, after Captain Wu defected to the imperial army, he immediately asked the original government employees to come back to work.

The abundance of vacancies presents an opportunity for idlers.

The devils first took military occupation, which has something to do with the common people.

For the opportunity to eat the imperial food again, those who can read a few words will directly spend money to join the secret service team, and those who cannot read will spend two dollars to entrust their connections to become a pseudo-police.
During a severe drought, being able to find a job to support a family, in the eyes of ordinary people, is a powerful and powerful master.

A group of traitors, who were used to being arrogant on the plain, directly regarded this action as a spring outing, and they were even in the mood to joke along the way.

"... This time the head of the regiment set up a plan to eliminate the anti-Japanese elements. I think it is no different from the mud-legged guerrillas in the previous raids."

"That is, it's just that the formation is a little bigger than before."

"In these days, it's not bad to be able to survive. His guerrillas have set up a battle to cut off everyone's way of life. This time, they must all be killed!"

"That's right, I can't live any longer. What are you doing to fight against Japan? I wonder if these guerrillas have their heads caught in the door?"

A traitor spy couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic: "If they are at ease hiding in a corner as mice, we can turn a blind eye and let them go."

"That's right, isn't it good that the imperial army is here? Everyone has work to do and food to eat, so they must come here to seek death!"

"I really don't know who gave them that guts?"

"Hahaha, desperately fighting against the strong and strong security forces? Why does the guerrilla force him? Bird guns or big knives and spears?"

Everyone waited and laughed.

The puppet platoon leader at the head warned: "Although the guerrilla guns, old sleeves, and even bows and arrows throwing spears are not accurate, everyone must prevent the boat from capsizing in the gutter."

"You are too careful, what is a guerrilla? Then 'you' means running if you can't beat them. As for 'shooting' them, what else can he do besides sneaking cold shots?" This person seems to be from the county police action team. , It seems that you should know a few words, after all, you can pick up two words.

"That's right, against those guerrillas, even if you didn't have your security forces, people from our various departments can beat them to pieces!"

"Hey, don't say I didn't remind you, this time the guerrillas don't need to cover the common people, they might really go all out, gentlemen, you'd better stay back in the end."

"Why are you so timid? I think those guerrillas are probably the same as before. They have to run away after being shot two or three times."

The puppet soldiers who have been trained by devils should not be regarded as soldiers. Most of them are locals, and they have to support their families first. Being a puppet army is actually more like finding a job to support their families.

Naturally different from professional soldiers, it is naturally impossible to let them risk their lives!

But after all, after professional military training by devils, although his military ability is half a tank, he can be regarded as having some actual combat experience if he has been swept away by devils.

On weekdays, I am used to catching the anti-Japanese elements for their arrogance, and they are always relying on the number of people to fight against the wind.

No one would have guessed that the group on the opposite side was not the guerrillas they often encountered like chasing out mice.

The distance is getting closer.

300 m.

Close to hit?

Who would do this if their head was caught by the door!

Still follow the previous thinking and practice when sweeping with the imperial army: first attack the guerrillas from a distance.

Therefore, two Czech machine guns were placed in front of the team. As for whether it is necessary to spread out the formation and let the machine guns put the two wings to suppress it, is it necessary?
Da da da.
A round of bullets rushed out of the muzzle.

Is this the beginning?
The bullets splashed a cloud of dust on those grave-like soil plugs.

The guerrillas were indeed courageous and did not fight back at all.

The traitors of the puppet army didn't care too much. The Eighth Route Army usually waited for the opponent to approach, and then after a few charges, they came up to fight hand-to-hand with swords and spears. As long as you don't mix with them, you will die if you dare to come out of the ditch.

As for whether the machine gun can be fired, it doesn't matter. What I want now is momentum. I can't hit you, but I can make you feel scared.

Those timid guerrillas will panic when they hear the gunshots, and when they panic, they will probe to see the situation. Bullets have no eyes, and some unlucky people will always be hit by bullets. This routine has been played many times, and the puppet soldiers are familiar with it. Very nah.

The sound of machine guns was loud, and the bullets flew wildly, plunging into the ground with a loud thud.

Immediately afterwards, the rifles of the puppet soldiers also crackled.

The traitors of the secret service team saw it eagerly, and began to pull out their shell guns and beat them forward.

At a distance of 300 meters, the barge gun was just playing and listening to the sound!
This is what the spies want. It doesn’t matter if I can’t hit you. Anyway, the imperial army gives you a lot of bullets. If you don’t pretend to be aggressive at this time, why don’t you go back and count them for fun?

Besides, if the bullets are not fired, how dare you ask the imperial army for supplies?
The sun was already in the west, and the side of the ditch was quiet. If the soldiers near the road said they were not nervous, they would be bragging.

Seeing that the bullets fired by the short guns fell on the position, they couldn't even penetrate the soil.

Soldiers with black hair, these prodigal sons. Those are Lao Tzu's pistol bullets. Are you worthy of your parents when you are so messed up?

Later, when I stab you with a bayonet, you just call me grandpa. I will not soften my heart!
There is what kind of general, there is what kind of soldiers.

Hu Yi calmed down. Even if the recruits in the ditch were nervous, none of them were really on the verge of collapse.

Luo Fugui finally built it, and the command post with the tarpaulin on top to shield the sun was directly taken down.

The command post was filled with smoke.

Luo Fugui had no choice but to sit with a dark face at the entrance of the command post, basking in the sun against the ditch wall and listening to the gunshots.

Very speechless.

A marching blanket was laid on the ground of the command post, which was originally the place where he was going to sleep.

From time to time, Ugly Eyes looked at Xiao Hongying who occupied his headquarters and was busy.

This is fighting, okay?Are you still in the mood to start a fire and cook?
Are you not afraid of attracting mortar shells from the puppet army?
If the puppet army has it.
Xiao Hongying dug a marching stove in his command post, and she was busy working in front of the stove at this time.

Li Xiaolian was about to leave, but Xiao Hongying coaxed and deceived her, and tried her best to keep everyone from the Taoist sect behind.

Xiao Hongying raised her disheveled head and looked at Li Xiaolian: "Sister, hurry up and rest."

Li Xiaolian, who was poking her head out to look at the road to the south, turned her head, raised her hand and gently removed the messy grass on Xiao Hongying's head: "Let me do it."

"I don't believe it, it's so difficult to start a fire." With that said, the braid on the top of her head flicked, but she stepped aside.

Uh, Xiao Hongying regards Commander Luo Dalian's command post directly as a kitchen. She can definitely set fire to the house. As for lighting a fire to cook, it's a bit difficult for her!
Who is Xiao Hongying?

I keep thinking in my heart, I can't let Li Xiaolian be idle, it is said that people will think wildly when they are idle.
After getting up, he yelled directly at Luo Fugui: "Hurry up and pass over the kettle."

Luo Fugui snorted, took a full water bottle from his body, and threw it directly on the marching blanket.

Pigtail's eyes widened immediately: "Are you a toad, poke you and move? Hurry up and get a piece of horse meat out, my aunt is going to make broth for lunch today"

Outside the ditch next to the headquarters.

Captain Geng was arranging tasks for the armed workers next to him.

These platoon-level commanders drawn from various teams listened to Captain Geng's arrangement, but listened to the people next to them with their ears up, a little distracted.

Captain Geng turned his head and looked to the side, speechless.

After the war, Li Gang and Banxian from the Taoist sect are discussing it, and the content is really staggering.

Li Gang danced and danced: "... jumping out of the three realms, not in the five elements, and immortals."

The half-immortal-eyed chick nodded like pecking at rice: "I know the five elements, that is, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Then... what are the three realms? Is it heaven, yang, and underworld?"

Li Gang shook his head: "The three realms are the desire realm, the form realm, and the formless realm."

"Color Realm? Colorless Realm. You can really talk"

This guy is just a donkey!Li Gang didn't take it seriously, and let the world understand the original intention of Dao, he had to clear the source for him: "Although in the 'Three Realms' and 'Five Elements', you can transcend life and death, but there are constraints, which is not satisfactory. We say jumping out of the Three Realms and Five Elements is to break away from this range, no longer bound by this range, and eventually surpass the Three Realms, and be free and unrestrained, that is, to be truly free and unrestrained, and finally to live forever.”

"Immortality? You can really brag, and you really act like Zhu Bajie ate the longevity fruit. Then you give me an example, who is really immortal?"

"I will live forever!"

"You?. Immortal!"

"You bastard, Lao Tzu is a person's name!"

"Whoever gave such a name isn't it clearly taking advantage of everyone?"

"His real name is Li Er."

"Your son? It's my father and my son."

Li Gang suddenly wanted to beat this guy up: "They said you can tell fortunes, don't you say you don't even know Zichou Yinmao?"

"Don't get too far away, that...Is he really a fairy?"

"I rode a bull westward to Hangu Pass and finally made it into a road."

"Then so many people starved to death here, why didn't you see him come out and kill the little devil?"

"Didn't I tell you that the old man has jumped out of the Three Realms and is no longer in the Five Elements?"

"Then whether he is dead or alive or whether he becomes a fairy or not is of no use to us?"

Another place in the ditch.

The big dog was holding Li Laosan's saber and swung it twice in the ditch: "If you don't have a gun, killing the enemy is a pleasure."

It seems that the people in the ditch didn't seem to care at all. The gunfire from the puppet army on the road was like a burst of shooting.
(End of this chapter)