Bring a system to fight against Japan

Chapter 400
With Qiao Hei's bitter face, Wang Dahao glanced at the people standing beside him, waved his hands and replied angrily: "Okay, you old boys, stop bragging with me here, have fun! Bring your people to fight devils."

Li Yunlong and Ding Wei looked at Fatty Wang, and after finishing speaking hurriedly, they turned around and put their heavy machine guns on their hands, facing the crowd of Japanese and puppet soldiers rushing towards them, turning left and right and shooting straight, followed by the two shouting orders one after another Afterwards, the firepower of the long front on the battlefield instantly soared.

"Da da da..." A light and heavy machine gun muzzle turned back and forth to emit flames, crackling and swishing and shooting bullets flying across, flying towards the enemy's head and chest. Blood flowed through the burst, one after another swayed in the running, and fell forward and backward one after another. One after another grenade was thrown out of the trench pit and fell into the crowd of Japanese and puppet soldiers charging, exploding into groups The flames exploded, and the rumbling and thundering sound echoed in my ears. One after another, scorched and black-smoky figures followed the ground and set off mud avalanches that flew several meters high, and then fell heavily again.

The Japanese and puppet soldiers lost their arms and legs, fell to the ground and rolled back and forth, howling in pain...

"Ah..."

Over the position, enemy bombers flew back and forth with a buzzing sound, and shells fell one after another from midair, exploding fireballs in an instant, setting off a layer of scorched soil, flying black smoke and billowing , Under the bombardment fire of the Japanese army, the body of a soldier collapsed, and the machine guns on both wings of the enemy fighter jet shot straight from the air towards the pit of the trench. Smoky and gurgling eyes, strafing bullets pierced through the body and sprayed blood, soldiers held gun barrels in their hands, and fell to the mound to sacrifice...

"Da da da…"

"Boom..."

The Japanese and puppet troops launched a series of fierce attacks on our Eighth Route Army positions, bombing one after another. On the frontal battlefield, there was a long battle line, densely packed with dark figures swaying here and there, and the hula-la-la crowd ran and charged with guns, and the artillery fire rained down. Billowing black smoke shrouded the entire sky, and the enemy and us fought fiercely for several hours. It was not until sunset and dusk that the sky gradually darkened and the Japanese bombers retreated and the enemy's attack stopped.

Wang Dahao's dusty face stared at his eyes, and his dark figure stood in the battle path. Scattered gunshots could be heard next to his ears. He half-raised his binoculars with both hands. With the faint fire light shaking back and forth, he could vaguely see Japanese and puppet soldiers swaying densely from a distance. Heiying retreated from the crowd with a huff, and then he let out a few long breaths of relief, and then he sat down slowly with a weak body, leaning his back on the trench wall, his stomach growling non-stop, and Qiao Hei With cracked lips, dry mouth and tongue, he shouted in a loud voice: "Zhou Tiezhu, go and tell the brothers on the battlefield to eat first, to fill their stomachs before fighting vigorously, and to get me some roast chickens and a bottle of sweet potatoes Burn, hurry up, I'm hungry."

"It's the leader..."

In the temporary command post of the Japanese army, Kobayashi Naotaka and several senior officers of the Japanese brigade and regiment commander are deploying for the next offensive. Several tall, thin, fat and short figures are standing around the rectangular wooden table, with the help of faintly flickering oil lamps , staring at the map on the desktop.

Kobayashi bent his waist, pointed his fingers in several directions on the map, and said: "The headquarters of the Eighth Route Army is located in Zhaojialing. The most important thing now is to capture the Eighth Route Army positions in front and join other combat units. His Excellency Commander Ono has just sent a telegram ordering us to capture the Eighth Route Army positions before dawn, and the Air Force combat units return to refuel and replenish ammunition."

"When our air force flies back again, we will immediately launch a general attack on the Eighth Route Army's position. You all understand very well."

"Hey, hey..." Several high-ranking devil commanders nodded their heads down in unison, turned around after answering one after another, walked out one by one, and assembled the troops to prepare for the battle.

Li Yunlong, Ding Wei, and Kong Jie sat side by side in the trenches and pits on the ground, each holding a roasted chicken thigh, gobbling up their oily lips, and said in succession: "I said, Lao Wang, your guerrilla group eats well, You eat meat and drink wine in battle.”

"Hey, who knows where Fatty Wang got it from."

"Old Li, you kid eats and drinks me, and you still can't stop talking badly about me. Let me tell you a few, you can't eat and drink roast chicken and baijiu for free. You have to lead a team to charge for me later. The good wine and meat in the battle It’s hard enough to make.”

"Damn, let me tell you why Fatty Wang is so kind. He cooks chicken and liquor. It turns out that he has paid attention to us a long time ago. If you have any farts, you should let it go first. If it's a loss-making business, I won't do it."

"Lao Li, don't worry! When will Fatty Wang do a loss-making business? Before the devil's plane arrives, let's make a counterattack first, kill some of the enemy's troops, blow up the little devil's artillery camp, and reduce their firepower. In the subsequent blockade operations, many casualties will be reduced, and at the same time, the pressure of the enemy’s frontal attack will be reduced.”

Kong Jie straightened his lips and said: "Old Wang is right. When the enemy has just retreated and is unprepared, we will surely gain a lot by counterattacking unexpectedly." Before Li Yunlong and Ding Wei could speak, this Mianwang Dahao quickly replied: "Since you guys agree, let's launch a counterattack against the enemy immediately, and the devil bomber will fly back later."

Wang Dahao waved his hands while talking, snatched chicken thighs from several people, and shouted angrily: "Don't worry about eating and drinking first, I will let you eat as much as you want after the war."

Li Yunlong pulled Qiao Hei down with a long face, patted his buttocks, stood up and shouted: "Damn, why don't you go to the battlefield without letting people eat, you fat man is more tricky and mean than the landlord."

"Brothers, put bayonets on your guns and follow me."

"It's the leader..."

"Chong..." Wang dahao turned his head and turned his face anxiously, and after shouting loudly, he picked up the gun barrel and bayonet with both hands, ignored the few people standing beside him, and led the team to rush out of the position first.

Li Yunlong, Ding Wei and Kong Jie looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes and said: "Mother, look at him, Fatty Wang, he is coaxing, a few roast chickens, and he commanded our regiments to cooperate with him in fighting, I don't know I thought he was the teacher."

"Old Li, this is called eating people with short mouths and short hands." After the three of them chattered a few words, they led the troops to follow closely behind. , rushed towards the positions of the Japanese and puppet troops,
(End of this chapter)