Bring a system to fight against Japan

Chapter 251 Killing the Yamazaki Brigade
Wang Dahao was not in a hurry and didn't scold her, Yuangua kept a smile on his face, swayed over with a gun in his hand, and lay on the mound with his waist down.

Li Yunlong stared and pulled his long face, looked at Wang Dahao's hippie smiling face without saying a word, and the big grid was lying beside him, gritted his teeth angrily and didn't shout loudly...

"Fatty Wang, you are so thick-skinned! My mother's father can't even drive you away."

"Old Li! I took my brothers and ran a few miles on the mountain road to come to support. I was sweating profusely, my body was sore and my legs were cramped. I didn't let my brothers rest and take a breath, so I let our brothers go back. It's too bad. Pay attention."

"Don't play sloppy with me here, kid. I haven't known you for a day or two. I don't know who you are, Fatty Wang. I've always been reluctant to leave when I see benefits."

"Hey... I said how many years of friendship between Lao Li and us, are you so impatient because of a son-of-a-bitch Yamazaki brigade? Besides, the two brothers are doing business..." Before Wang Dahao finished speaking with a smile, Li Yunlong was annoyed Shouted back hard...

"Well, my God! This cheek is so thick that you can't see blood even if you prick it with a needle. When did I start a business with you, Fatty Wang, and you ran over to pick up the ready-made credit without saying a word. If I am not in a hurry, I have to fire a cannon to welcome you." !"

"Old Li, put the fire away. You are afraid that our guerrillas will steal the credit from your independent regiment. I guarantee that you will not get any credit for killing the Yamazaki brigade. It's all yours!"

"Hey...the sun comes out from the west, and cats don't steal when they see fish. You Fatty Wang still has this kindness to help."

"Old Li, put your heart in your stomach. Your independent group will eat meat at the front, and our guerrillas will follow behind and drink some soup."

"It's worth it, you kid, after all, you still don't change your mind, and you don't take credit for it, but you pay attention to weapons and equipment."

Kong Jie lay on the side with a dusty face, watching the two of them arguing endlessly for some weapons and ammunition, and leaving the Yamazaki Brigade on the hillside, suppressing the small flame that was burning in his heart, and sighed...

"Lao Li, Lao Wang, both of you, don't say a few words. Now let's kill the Yamazaki brigade first, and then study how to divide the weapons and ammunition."

"Hey... Old Kong is right. We have been arguing for a long time, and we haven't won the little devil's position. It's too early to study the benefits of sharing here!"

Li Yunlong stared at the big eyes, watched the two people beside him singing and singing together, and hurriedly turned his face. Before he opened his mouth, a short and thin figure ran over in a panic and shouted...

"Report to the head of the regiment, the brigade commander ordered the guerrillas to participate in the battle together, and Lijiapo must be captured within an hour."

When Wang Dahao heard that the brigade commander had issued an order to let their guerrillas participate in the battle, his tone of voice became stiff...

"Go and tell the brigade commander that our guerrillas promise to capture Lijiapo within an hour."

"Yes…"

Li Yunlong pulled Tie Qing's long face, and seeing Fatty Wang start to command, he scolded his mother and suppressed his anger in his heart. He could only swallow this breath under the order of the brigade commander, and his face changed into a smile in an instant and said...

"Hey...Old Wang, you just said that your guerrillas don't take credit."

"Old Li! Let's talk about it after the battle!"

"Fucking Fatty Wang, I know that you talk like fart, and you never counted."

Yamazaki's short and fat body was lying on the mound with a telescope in his hands. After seeing a firework shooting into the sky and exploding flames under the hillside, an overwhelming grenade fell from the top of his head.

"Bagaya Road!" The artillery fire dimmed the sky in an instant, and the scorched flesh and blood blurred the short and fat figure, which collapsed on the mound of the trench. The smoke was puffing, and the billowing black smoke rolled up by the wind enveloped the entire mountainside.

Before Li Yunlong could issue an order on the hillside, Wang Dahao jumped up and shouted loudly...

"Come on, brothers!" Immediately afterwards, Kong Jie also stood up and shouted anxiously with a large knife in his hand...

"Brothers, show me the vigor of wild wolves selling food, rush up and chop up the little devil."

"Charge..." The two led the team to attack the hillside one after the other. The sound of the charge sounded. The two teams of the independent regiment and the guerrillas, more than 600 people all attacked, and the sound of the charge pierced through. Layers of clouds, reverberating throughout the entire world, followed by Li Yunlong, pulled out a cannon gun from his trouser waist, grinned and bared his teeth, cursed a few times...

"Mother, this Fatty Wang is too dishonest. I am the commander on the battlefield."

In the trenches of the enemy's position on the hillside, the little devil held a heavy machine gun in both hands. The muzzle of the gun followed the crowd rushing up, turning back and forth, bursting into flames, and bursting a series of strafing bullets flying straight, facing the crowd. The bullets that hit the soldiers' faces and chests pierced through their bodies and made a muffled sound. One by one, they swayed forward and back while running, and their figures fell down to sacrifice...

When Li Yunlong led the team to charge, he stared wide-eyed and saw that the little devil with a heavy machine gun on the enemy's position was knocked down one by one by flying bullets. He slowly slowed down his running pace and shouted loudly...

"My mother's good marksmanship, whoever hit it is really a good one."

"Leader, it's our political commissar Zhao."

Li Yunlong stared in surprise, he didn't expect that the white-faced scholar really has two talents.Wang Dahao, who was charging in front of the team, held the barrel of the gun in his hand and threw all the bullets on the ground. He pulled out a heavy machete from the waistband of his trousers, jumped into the devil's trench, followed Kong Jie behind his buttocks, and swung his hands. They also jumped down with a big knife, two of them left and right, fighting with the little devil who rushed over, throwing off their big arms, swung the big knife back and forth with their hands up and down, left and right, the blade slashed on the helmet on the little devil's head, jingling and collapsing The sparks slashed into the little devil's body with all his strength, one after another, and the blood was sprayed out one after another, knocking down devil soldiers one after another, and blood dripped down Qiao Hei's face.

In the charging team under the hillside, the cooks and grooms without guns held shovels, hoes and shoulder poles in both hands, running and shaking their figures, followed the hula-la crowd and rushed up directly, together with the surviving hundred or so little devils , Start hand-to-hand combat and fight with bayonet.

The sound of knives being scrambled and rattled echoed in my ears.The little devils were stabbed down one by one, some bayonets were broken in the devil's chest, a soldier fell to his death in the blood amber, and the shouts of fighting echoed on the entire hillside...

"kill…"

Two teams, the independent regiment and the guerrilla team, attacked the enemy's position in Lijiapo, resolved the battle in just [-] minutes, and wiped out hundreds of little devils in the Yamazaki brigade.

(End of this chapter)