Anti-Japanese sharpshooter

Chapter 273
Chapter 287

It was too late when the sentinel tried to turn his head. Monk Wei covered his mouth and cut his throat with a knife.

Blood spattered, and the devil struggled a few times in vain before dying.

Then, the two of them did the same thing, and quietly killed a few guards.

"You stay here and watch, I'll go in and have a look." Zhang Dabiao said, and got into a tent by himself.

As soon as he entered, Zhang Dabiao was taken aback. There was actually a huge monster in the tent!
It was so dark that it fully filled the entire tent.

Taking a closer look, Zhang Dabiao took two steps back in surprise.

This is actually a huge iron monster!The outside is firmly welded with hard steel plates, and there is a long barrel on it.

This monster looks like a cannon that can walk, but the bottom of him is not a wheel, but two rows of iron tracks, one on the left and one on the right.

Zhang Dabiao was taken aback, and after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't understand what it was.

He hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't help being curious, stepped on the track and climbed up, only to find that this monster was more terrifying than what he saw below.

There is a big iron cover on the top of the head. Although I don't know what is inside, I don't need to use my brain to know that there must be a lot of traps inside.He tried to open the lid, but couldn't find the mechanism at all.

What surprised Zhang Dabiao even more was that there were several heavy machine guns on top of the long barrel!

Obediently!This is simply a walking cannon and machine gun battalion!Look at how many lookouts there are. It is conceivable that there must be a large space under the top cover. When the time comes, the devils will get into it and operate the cannon and machine gun while driving this thing.

I can't imagine that my troops will be miserable by then.

Seeing that the whole body of this thing is made of such thick steel plates, bullets will definitely not be able to penetrate it, it is simply a moving fortress.

Zhang Dabiao was sweating, if a war started tomorrow, what would happen to us?

What's more, it's not the wheels that run under this thing, but such wide tracks. Isn't it like walking on flat ground when this thing crosses ditches and mountains?

The more he thought about it, the more frightening he became. Zhang Dabiao immediately wanted to destroy this thing, so as not to leave it to harm the Eighth Route Army.But this thing is like a bastard shell, it is covered with hard steel plates, and without a lot of explosives, even a piece of its skin cannot be pried off.

Zhang Dabiao hurriedly got into several other camps, and the more he looked at it, the more he became uneasy, and there were exactly the same "Iron King Eight" in the other camps!
Zhang Dabiao got out of the tent, still sweating profusely.

"Brother Biao, what's the matter? What's in there, is the devil's commander here?" Monk Wei, who was watching the wind outside, rushed forward and asked.

Zhang Dabiao shook his head: "No, Monk, we'll talk about this later."

"What about Brother Dao? How can we save Brother Dao and the others?" Monk Wei asked again.

How to save?Zhang Dabiao was a little regretful, he couldn't open the cover of the iron tortoise, if he could get into the belly of the iron tortoise, activate the cannons and heavy machine guns on it, it would definitely turn the devil's camp upside down.

The siege between Jiang Tiandao and Duan Peng was naturally resolved.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

Besides, even if he could get in, he wouldn't open it, and he also didn't know how to use the cannon.

So, have to think of another way.

Zhang Dabiao looked left and right, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he suddenly found that there was a large group of black shadows moving in front of him to the right.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a group of war horses, either standing or lying down.

It seems that this is the devil's cavalry camp.Zhang Dabiao suddenly had an idea, and whispered a few words in Monk Wei's ear.

Monk Wei immediately smiled and nodded vigorously.

The two of them touched it quietly, and the attention of the devils was all drawn away at the moment, and no one cared about their horses at all.

Monk Wei quietly went over and untied all the reins from the horses.

On the other hand, Zhang Dabiao secretly tied a piece of clothing to a horse's tail, then grabbed a burning firewood from the campfire, and lightly lit it.

Then, a slap of the whip hit the horse's buttocks.

The horse was startled all of a sudden, and stood up abruptly.

And the clothes on its buttocks were caught, and the horse was even more frightened, and tried its best to get into the horse pile.

But when it drilled like this, the other horses were terrified, screaming and running away in fright.

At this moment, all the more than 100 horses were shocked, and they exploded with a whimper, and ran away in all directions.

The barracks of the devils suddenly became chaotic, and the frightened war horses ran around in disorder, causing the devils inside to avoid each other, and those who ran slowly were trampled by the iron hooves of the war horses. For a while, the barracks became a mess, crying The voices of father calling mother came and went.

At this moment, the devils all panicked. Everyone was afraid of being trampled by the frightened war horses, and they were busy evading one by one. They didn't care about rounding up Jiang Tiandao and the others.

The devil's commanders were so anxious that they held up their command knives and shouted there, but the horses couldn't understand his words at all, and just ran there indiscriminately.

The camp of devils several miles away suddenly became more than half of the chaos, and the devils behind had no idea what happened, and woke up from their sleep one by one, at a loss for what to do.

Even Juno Nakamura, who was hiding in the tent at the back, was startled, and came out of the tent and yelled, "Baga! What happened?!"

A team leader hurried over: "Report, yes, it's the Eighth Route that has sneaked into the front camp, and Captain Sato is organizing people to round up and eliminate the Eighth Route!"

"Balu?!" Nakamura's eyes flickered: "How many people? Are there many people?"

The captain quickly shook his head: "No, there are only a few people."

"How many?" Nakamura was a little annoyed: "A few Eight Routes can make the army so chaotic? What is Sato doing for food?!"

The captain was sweating all over his face: "Report...Report, these eight-way gangsters are very cunning. After they sneaked in, they set fires everywhere and shocked our horses. Now the horses are running around, we can't control the situation at all..."

"Baga!" Nakamura pulled out his saber angrily: "If you can't even take down a few Balu, then he should quit as the captain of the regiment!"

"Hayi!" The captain responded loudly, saluted with a click, and hurriedly turned his head back to convey the order.

Behind him, Nakamura cut down angrily, cutting off a small tree next to him, and the top of the tree fell in front of him.

But in the next second, he remembered something, glanced left and right, then turned his head, got into his tent, and never came out again.

(End of this chapter)