"How many bullets are left?" Company Commander Chen took the lead to regain his breath. The Japanese were leading wolves and dogs. It looked like it was just a dream to hide. In this case, you have to find a suitable place and fight to get enough. Two scratch one.
It's a pity that the Japanese who raided this time did not engage in close combat with the Eighth Route Army. They used grenades when they were close and mortars when they were far away.
The war lasted for so long and not many Japanese were killed at all.
"I still have a magazine..." One of his platoon leaders carefully touched the bullets in the bullet bag. This was because he collected all the bullets from his fallen comrades during the battle and had more bullets than others.
"I have two rounds..." the other warrior replied.
"I only have one shot..."
"I don't..."
"I, no..." The person with a Northeastern accent scratched his head, looking embarrassed.
"I don't have any anymore..." The squad leader was equally embarrassed.
The two of them had the best marksmanship and were able to shoot fast. Every time they stopped, they kept looking for Company Commander Chen for support. This time, they were no longer embarrassed to speak.
Company Commander Chen himself had already run out of bullets, and all his grenades were used up on the first day of the blocking battle.
"There are only eight bullets in total? Well, give Brother Lao one more bullet, one for each of us! Fix the bayonet!"
"Company commander, my surname is Pu, not Lao!"
After the reinforcements came in, he was entrusted by the regiment commander with the important task of participating in the combat mission of blocking the attack. Later, he had to attract the Japanese with the dog. Currently, he should be the team with the most casualties. In addition to his own company, there are also headquarters security troops. The casualties are I don’t know how far I have traveled, where I am now, and I don’t know where I am now, because I have been circling in the mountains.
The squad leader of the secret service group took a deep breath, poured saliva into his mouth, stood up, walked a few steps forward, lay down in the bushes, stuck his head out and looked back, and saw that the enemies behind him were all yellow. There was no searching around at all. A Japanese soldier took the dog and headed straight towards their location.
Along the way, I thought I could escape the dogs by walking along the river, but there were only a few roads in the mountains.
Huang's army of Japanese soldiers is right behind.
"Company Commander, there is a valley going west. The road is not easy to walk. The other road is up the mountain. There are footprints, all of which are the prints of the Japs' shoes. It seems that it didn't take long!"
"Don't think about it. It's the same no matter where you go. If we go up the mountain again, we don't need the Japs to chase us. They will kill some of us if we get tired. Let's go to the valley."
"That's right. Find a place with good feng shui. Grandpa will be a good man again after eighteen years." The platoon leader under his command did not hesitate.
⋯
As a platoon leader, after joining the Ninth Company, after several battles, there was no news except that the wounded soldiers were taken to the division headquarters. Now there are only four of my platoon leaders left!
The man surnamed Hu arranged for himself, well, it should be arranged by Luo Fugui, and he became a coolie, doing the important task of opening roads in the mountains. Pan Zhuzhu originally thought that he could avenge his relatives, and after killing many Japanese, he , found that if you want to fight more Japanese soldiers, you really have to learn from Jiulian.
Therefore, although he did the hard work every time, he never said a word "no".
This time when they went into the mountains to deal with the advance team, the man named Hu was given a mission to find out information. It was a narrow escape. However, since he joined the Eighth Route Army, he had killed more than ten Japanese, so he had already earned enough.
As expected, there are enemies on the mountain ridges on both sides, and sooner or later there will be enemies searching behind them. The current task is to find a person who breaks out, and after collecting the information, the task will be completed. In the current environment, it is not possible. It has become a luxury.
It would be a good choice if the mission was completed by sending back the information obtained by the militia captain.
But the man named Hu didn't think so at all.
It's not that I'm afraid of death, but I feel that it's not worth it to die just to find out the information. I have to die on the battlefield.
He couldn't help but feel sad and discouraged. He was in a row, and now the situation was like ten to one.
That guy Luo Fugui had been here a long time ago, sitting back and watching the show, watching him chop down trees and grass with his beloved sword.
Pan Zhuzhu's arm was a little sore, so he handed the sword to the soldier next to him, took a bottle of water and poured it into his mouth.
There are dense shrubs in front of them, some of which are poisonous. The warrior who takes the sword is reminded to be careful not to be scratched by broken branches.
Turning to Luo Fugui: "What are you here to do? Supervise the work?"
"Uh... overseer? Hehe, you deserve it too!"
"Then what are you doing here!"
"I'm here to help you... reconnoiter the situation ahead!" Mule almost let it slip, but quickly made up for it, mentally praising himself for not panicking in the face of danger.
"There are people from the special agent company in the barren mountains and wild ridges. What kind of investigation are you here to investigate..."
"Damn it, I'm on such a high-level reconnaissance mission! Do you want to tell me, who do you think you are?"
"Hey, come on, come on, we're letting you go ahead and scout!"
The mule sat on the ground, raised his head and thought carefully: "I just got here, and I have to prepare how to conduct reconnaissance... Uh, no, your grandma, you are doing your job, why are you dragging me along?"
"If I'm not wrong, you should have been driven here to work by your company commander, right?" The soldier from the special agent company next to him finally spoke.
This guy is very observant! This was Luo Fugui's first reaction. Could this guy be clairvoyant or have ears for the wind? Neither admitting nor objecting: "Uh... By the way, what's going on ahead?"
"What's the situation? It's nothing. What did you say it was?"
"...Hey? I'm asking you? Why did you say this is not the case!"
"No situation is a situation!"
"Grandma, if I ask you a question, you go around in circles with me. Oh, your consciousness is really high!"
"Stop interrupting! If you want to conduct reconnaissance, climb up a bit and see for yourself."
"It's a joke. Let's wait until Pan clears the way." Just kidding, climb higher. Hum, there are cliffs on both sides. I'm so fat, can I climb higher?
On the cliff, He Gensheng finally succeeded in knocking the injured soldier unconscious and took out the warhead.
But the subsequent action of sewing up the wound made the spectators nearby have toothaches and gasps.
"Girl!"
Hearing that gentle voice, Xiao Hongying turned around. The tension on her face disappeared in an instant, and her smile became bright in the mountain mist: "Uh, you're looking for me? What's the matter?"
"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask, why are you so good at shooting?"
"Awesome? Hey, you haven't seen the more powerful one yet. Let me tell you, ah, as far as four hundred meters away, I hit a Japanese lieutenant!" Xiao Hongying started to get upset: "That's not me and you. Damn, that time I competed with the division guards on marksmanship, hehe, do you know what the result was?"
"What is it?" The captain's warm smile hung on his face.
"You're so pretty!" Xiao Hongying looked at the beautiful face and said, "Hehe, you're no worse than that publicity officer."
"What are you talking about? I'm asking you what the result will be!" The girl had a black line on her head.
"Oh, the result...hehe, the result is that the jaws of the two captains were shocked! Hahaha..." The arrogant voice echoed in the valley. Didn't she know that there were still Japs on the mountain?
"Keep your voice down! I think you're really good at blowing!" the girl quickly advised.
"There are so many people who know about this. Why don't you go ask the spy squad leader Liu Jin!"
"I still don't believe it!"
"Don't believe it? Why don't you find someone to compare with me!" The braid on Xiao Hongying's head exploded instantly.
"Since you are so good, can you teach us guerrillas how to practice guns?" the girl started.
"Guerrillas? Aren't you near the headquarters? With your appearance...how can it be that no one is training you? Wait...by the way...you want bullets, right?"
"Ah?..." The girl's face turned red instantly, and she was exposed by this girl in front of her face.
"Okay, I'll give you a gun with two hundred rounds of bullets, if you can carry it!" the wicked girl began to say loudly.
"Whatever is captured should be returned to the public. Can you make the decision? Thank you so much." I was overjoyed but that's all.
"Don't thank me too much, I... have a condition." Xiao Hongying rolled her eyes.
"What are the conditions? Do you want to learn to read or write?" The simple girl thinks that most children like reading and writing the most.
"None of them." Xiao Hongying felt that the fish had bitten the hook.
"What is that?" The girl has been a guerrilla for so long, but she still doesn't see clearly that this girl in front of her is a devil!
"Marry a fox as your wife!" Her big eyes stared nervously at that beautiful face without blinking. In her opinion, Hu Yi ran to the division headquarters twice because of the vixen.
Now that the vixen has been transferred away, Song Xiaoci is the leader's target again. If he can get on the stage, the guerrilla leader in front of him is the best candidate.
This kind of thinking was tempered by the superficial experience she occasionally gained in the army.
"ah?...."
