Bring a system to fight against Japan

Chapter 38 A Big Fish

A hundred or so people from the guerrilla team were half-squatting on the snowy ground in the forest with their waists squatting. When they saw the captain waving his big palm, and then shouted, they almost got down on the ground, and each of their small bodies lay down directly in the snow shell. , thumping, thumping, twisting back and forth, crawling down the hillside, with a row of small heads poking out half of their heads, only a pair of small eyes were exposed, aiming at the movement of the little devil down the mountain...

"What are the captain devils doing now? They stand straight with their chests up and their waists upright, guarding the sides of the mountain path without moving. I have never seen little devils so behaved and honest..."

"Li Erdan, who did you ask me? How does I know which play the little devil is playing? Wait and see what the little devil does."

"Captain, you don't want to kill these little devils down the mountain!"

"Hey...you're right, I still have this idea. It wasn't a few months ago that our Eighth Route Guerrilla was chased by little devils and ran all over the mountain. Now I have someone in my hands, and you guys Tiger general, wolf cub, are you afraid of the dozens of little devils down the mountain?"

Wang Dahao grinned and talked, half-raised his hand, waved it, and shouted in a low voice...

"Sun Dabao, take your brothers and pull the wooden sledge back to the mountain first. Just leave me with thirty or so brothers, and fifty hand grenades and two light machine guns. I want to fight with my hands and feet, chop Come down and sharpen the heads of a few little devils..."

"Captain, let me, Sun Dabao, also stay here to fight the little devil, and tell the other brothers to pull the wooden sledge and bring food and weapons back to the mountain first. I think Sun Xiaoniu will let him go back..."

"Hehe...Your kid's eyes glowed green when he heard about beating little devils. Before I said anything, you arranged for someone. You, Sun Dabao, can stay. You have to kill more little devils for me, or I will have to kill you." Kick you hard, you disobedient melon, kick your ass..."

"Captain, just look at it! If I, Sun Dabao, kill a few more little devils, I'll stick up my ass and let the captain kick me casually."

"Your words are tough, I'm just waiting to kick your ass..."

"Sun Xiaoniu, you should take the brothers back to the mountain first, and you are not allowed to steal Lao Tzu's canned meat with the brothers on the road..."

"Captain, put your heart in your stomach, when did I, Sun Xiaoniu, ever get greedy..."

"You little melon, go away, don't delay me here to beat the little devil..."

"It's the captain..."

Sun Xiaoniu led the guerrilla team No. 80, and pushed the wooden sledge back and forth with his waist bent. His feet creaked and creaked on the snow shell. Climbing and rushing towards the mountain, rows of long lines swayed to and fro with small figures, slowly disappearing into the forest...

Wang Dahao led dozens of people, lying prone on the snowy hillside, holding guns tightly in their hands, poking out a row of small heads, staring at pairs of small round eyes, staring at Watching the movement of the little devil down the mountain.

Half an hour later, dozens of people from the guerrilla team lay motionless on the snowy ground, watching from a distance a row of black shadows with small heads, like wooden pier growing in a mountain forest, and the snow covered each one of them. I was overwhelmed, and at this moment, a three-wheeled motorcycle drove up from the mountain trail, and two devils were sitting on it. One little devil was driving a motorcycle, and the other was carrying a [-]-type heavy machine gun. Shooting back and forth in the mountains and forests on both sides...

"Da da da……"

The little devil's heavy machine gun fired bullets, piercing through the withered grass and branches on the hillside, and the bullets were fired side by side continuously, flying over the heads of dozens of guerrillas, hitting old trees behind them Up, bang bang...

"Da da da……"

Wang Dahao leaned his elbows on the ground, lowered his body down, and the machine gun shot over his head. The bullets hit the snow shell, and the soil burst out from under the snow and flew in all directions. The big eyeballs were all formed into a slit, grinning and shouting in a low voice...

"Brothers, put your big heads back, the kid doesn't have eyes, so don't touch those brows, let's not get that bad luck!"

Dozens of people brushed their little heads together, shrunk back side by side, then lowered their heads and lay down on their stomachs. Every seven or eight minutes on the mountain path, there will be a little devil's three-wheeled motorcycle. Driven past under machine gun fire...

"Da da da…"

It took more than an hour for the three-wheeled motorcycles and the machine gun shooting team of the little devils at the foot of the mountain to stop. Dozens of guerrillas shook their heads a few times, and the snow and dirt on the top of their heads came out. , squinted a pair of big eyes and looked down the hillside. At this time, a large truck came swaying, standing on both sides of the mountain road. Brush waved his hands and saluted the army in the truck...

"Captain, look at the little devils, all salute the big truck..."

Wang dahao stared at the big eyes, and saw that the devils down the mountain had all put down their guns, and they were all standing up straight with their backs, all respectfully saluting towards the approaching truck, and suddenly a smile broke out on Dayuan's face. Blossoming, he grinned and said in a loud voice...

"Haha...Grandma is ugly! There must be little devils sitting in the big truck as officials. Seeing that the devils and soldiers are all respectful and saluting, the officials should be quite young! Our brothers didn't suffer machine guns in vain. Waiting for a big fish..."

"Captain, the little devil has a big fish coming, so we brothers should give the little devil a gift, let the devils know the name of my Eighth Route Guerrilla..."

"Hey... Do you still need to talk about it? The meat has been delivered to Lao Tzu's mouth, and he can still run away from under his nose..."

"Brothers, the little devils have finished sweeping the machine guns, and our guerrilla brothers can't be petty. We have to give a big gift to the little devils. I throw it down with all my strength, don't let me save even one, fifty grenades are enough for the little devils to drink the power of a pot of thunder, do you hear clearly..."

"Captain brothers understand, when to give the little devil a big gift..."

"When the little devil's big truck comes over, move in as far as we can, and listen to Lao Tzu's loud voice, and throw all the grenades down..."

"It's the captain..."

Dozens of guerrillas were lying prone on the hillside, holding grenades tightly in their palms, with the other finger on the safety catch of the grenade, staring at the devil's big truck down the mountain with their small eyes staring. Dangyouyou drove over slowly, with their ears pricked up, waiting for the captain to give an order...

(End of this chapter)