My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 436
Seeing that the atmosphere is so lively, Long Wenwen adhered to the idea that it is better to be alone than to be happy together, and asked his subordinates to take turns to say hello, and even found a soldier who could speak Japanese, and kept spraying into the microphone: ばかYelang, ばか person, sick person...

The little devils on the battlefield were so angry that their seven orifices were full of smoke. Many people suggested to show the Chinese people on the opposite side a little bit of color, even if they didn't attack, at least they should fire two shots to blow the opponent's arrogance.

But their chief seems to be very calm. He dare not fart even after being scolded for a long time. He looks like some kind of shelled reptile that lives in water, so that some Japanese soldiers behind him also scolded behind their backs. stand up.

"That...Ah Yi, don't be dumb, you can also tell a couple of paragraphs, and put on a show for the grandchildren on the other side?"

Long Wenwen touched Ah Yi, who was eager to try, but was too embarrassed to take the initiative to step forward, with his shoulder.

Now Bula and Milong are not here, otherwise I can give the little devil a Huagu opera and Errenzhuan. In terms of "talent", perhaps only Ah Yi, who "loves to sing", can do it well.

"Hehe...then I'd rather be respectful than obey..."

As expected, Ah Yi had an idea. He cleared his throat, walked to the microphone a little shyly, sat upright, and even flicked his bangs pretendingly.

"Thank you for your love for me, what song shall I sing for you..."

"Turtle son, why don't you hurry up, you're so pissed off..." Yao Ma rolled his eyes and cursed angrily.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't stop the rhythm!" Long Wenwen also began to urge.

Ah Yi also smiled awkwardly, and immediately grabbed the microphone and started his performance: "Then I'll sing my favorite song, ahem..."

"The butterfly flies away and the heart is gone. Who will wipe away the tears in the long and desolate night... We should be greedy, rely on, and love... The old relationship should be broken and difficult, and the heart will be full of sorrow..."

l The touching and desolate singing voice is more lethal than the "immortal banban" just about to numb. I don't know if he is on the tune. Anyway, everyone has never heard of it, but it makes people scratch their heads and gills. How "beautiful" is the sound of hair on hand.

"Gui'er..." Yao Ma shuddered, and quickly gestured to Long Wenwen to go up and stop him with his eyes, because he could hardly bear it anymore.

Why let him speak up? Isn't this killing one thousand enemies and destroying eight hundred?

But Ah Yi has been immersed in his own world and cannot extricate himself. The singing voice is constantly changing with his emotions.

"You shouldn't, you shouldn't... Fanghua is afraid of being alone, Lin Hua'er will bury her heart after thanking her, where will Chunyan be when she comes back... woo... woo woo woo..."

Ah Yi recalled his past experiences and his comrades who passed away, and a few tears rolled down his face involuntarily. It is really not easy to come to this day.

"Ouch... oh oh oh... ok ok..."

Long Wenwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he hurried up and pressed his shoulders, comforting him: "The song is a good song, and it's very well sung, but it's not suitable for singing now. I'm a bit sad, and I'll take a break when I get up, okay?"

"Hey... no no, let me change it to a song with a more beautiful artistic style, okay?"

Ah Yi has just entered the state and is not willing to give up, tightly holding the microphone and unwilling to let go: "Ye Shanghai, Ye Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps, the lights are on, the sound of cars, singing and dancing... Peaceful!"

"Hey..." Long Wenwen couldn't hold back for a moment, and almost screamed out of laughter. The people around were all amused by Ah Yi's magical singing, and they all laughed while covering their stomachs.

"call out……"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The shells exploded suddenly in the night, and Ah Yi's singing stopped abruptly, and everyone hurriedly covered their heads and lay down on the ground for cover.

Luckily the broadcast horn was set up near the ridgeline, and everyone was hiding on the reverse slope, and the shells all went over their heads and exploded behind them.

"Morning Kushiro! Wutu!!"

At the same time, on the Japanese artillery position, Nakamura held up a samurai sword and shouted to fire regardless of the dissuasion of the staff.

Countless little devils gnashed their teeth and loaded the shells. They couldn't bear it anymore, it was too fucking ugly, and they had to kill him!
"Hahaha! The little devil can't hold back anymore!"

Long Wenwen immediately got up from the ground, with a fox-like smile on his face: "Hurry up and contact Zhang Liu and the others to find out this artillery position for me!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about others, grabbed his helmet and ran down the mountain, asking Ma and others to follow quickly.

In the end, Ah Yi was left alone sitting on the chair, beating his chest and stamping his feet in annoyance: "Oh, the best part of this song is the last part..."

After speaking, he followed the crowd and ran down the mountain.Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night...

The little devil's bombardment lasted only a few minutes. On the one hand, there were not many shells left. Two rounds of such a deterrent bombardment would be enough.

On the other hand, they dare not continue to fire at all. The artillery battles these days have already been overshadowed by the opponent. If they don't move quickly, it will be dangerous. The artillery fire of the Huaxia people is not a joke.

The captain of the Nakamura United thought that the artillery position was relatively far behind, and they would not be bitten by the opponent if they moved immediately after firing the artillery, but unexpectedly they were already targeted by a group of people in the woods.

Zhang Liu and the second Falcon team had been lurking in the woods for a long time. The sound of Japanese firing was particularly obvious in the quiet night sky. They searched for the light and sound of the fire, and quickly moved towards that direction.

For the past two days, Zhang Liu has been leading the team to search for the little devil's important target. They went deep behind the enemy and wandered around the Japanese defense area to find fighter planes. Now that the Japanese finally revealed their location, don't blame him for being rude.

Taking advantage of the cover of the night, the ten-member team quickly approached the target. At a distance of more than 800 meters, Zhang Liu suddenly stopped, clenched his left fist and raised it upwards.

The team members behind immediately stopped, each squatted down with their guns raised, and watched their surroundings vigilantly.

There was movement in the weeds in front, and two figures quickly jumped out.

When someone approached, Zhang Liu asked in a low voice, "How is the situation?"

It turned out that there were two Falcon members who were exploring the way ahead, and one of them immediately replied: "It's a mountain artillery brigade, with a total of 12 75-caliber mountain artillery. They are changing positions, but there is still an infantry squadron guarding around, which is a bit tricky. "

"Understood, everyone is on alert, Yangdanzi, give me the map!"

The disparity between the number of enemies and the enemy is too great, no matter how powerful the Falcon Squad is, it is impossible to hit a stone with an egg, Zhang Liu naturally understands this truth.

He opened the map, compared it to where he was now, and quickly drew the coordinates on the paper with a ruler and a pencil.

"Send the report, map No. 322, coordinates 172, 32, [-] degrees southeast."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)