In the lens of Hu Yi's telescope, a conspicuous gray military uniform appeared on the hillside in the distance. It was Tang Dagou who was the first to run away. He hurried down the slope with fast footsteps. Only three or three figures appeared behind him. In the rolling heat wave, he subconsciously He ran desperately along the dust that was still filled by the big dog in front of him.
Tang Dagou panted along the path between the ground and ran to Hu Yi. He squatted beside the shadow formed by hanging the marching blanket. He looked really tired as a dog. He pulled off the kettle and poured it into his mouth. Hu Yi frowned: "Just a moment. Save the pot of water."
The girl in the shadow next to her was very curious about the whole battle process. She tilted her head and asked Tang Dagou with a painted face and wide eyes: "Have the Japanese come out yet?"
"Uh, I don't know!" Tang Dagou hung the kettle on his waist, clicked it a few times, wiped the sweat from his face, and took a deep breath: "But, look at them running like rabbits, Hehe, it’s probably coming out!”
After a while, dense gunshots rang out from behind the fleeing crowd!
Until the deputy commander ran up the hillside where Hu Yi was, the Japanese skirmisher line happened to reappear in the lens of Hu Fang's telescope.
The deputy commander gasped: "Why don't you leave quickly? The Japanese will catch up soon!"
"Can you guarantee that the Japanese will catch up?" Hu Yi put aside his binoculars and turned around to ask in surprise.
Facing the solemnity in Hu Yixi's eyes, the deputy leader suddenly remembered that he still had to lead this group of Japs away: "What do you mean... are you still here to fight with the Japs?"
"We will definitely not be able to beat them. The Japanese are in a squadron, and we are no match for them." Hu Yi said calmly.
The deputy captain hesitated, hesitant, and somewhat confused about Hu Yi's purpose in saying this. He couldn't fight but didn't run away. What did he want to do?
Turning his head inadvertently, his eyes glanced behind the Czech machine gun lying on the ground in the shadow of the marching blanket. The braid covered with grass clippings was hanging listlessly in the heat.
"What do you mean?"
"It's no fun, just hit them again, and then run away with all your strength!" Hu Yi replied calmly.
"I think...what's the point!"
"If you don't hurt them, they may give up at any time!"
"You beat them like crazy dogs..."
"Da da da da..." Before the deputy leader could finish his words, the Czech machine gun fired, and the pigtails were caught in the smoke and dust raised by the machine gun.
The heat wave was filled with gunpowder smoke and blood mist.
Dust was thrown up in large clumps under the scorching sun, splashing and then falling.
The blood splashed on the hot soil and became sticky after evaporating, and then slowly formed into small dark red splash-shaped tadpoles. Half of them penetrated into the soil and were sucked dry, and the rest quickly and slowly blackened under the scorching sun. In a shocking impact, the amount continued to increase, stirring up dust in the air and falling down, inlaid on the blood drops!
The Japs who were running at the front fell to the ground and rolled down the slope with heart-rending wails. Those who rushed forward had to lie down because they did not fight back!
Because the opponent's machine gun position is too far away, the rifle cannot reach it.
The hail of machine gun bullets from Tubal Road raged wildly from the front. What was frightening was that the ballistic trajectories were irregular at all!
Sometimes it's high and sometimes it's low, sometimes it shoots at three points, sometimes it shoots at two points,
The Japs' forward in charge of the assault was suppressed, one dead and two injured!
The ghost figures squirmed in the dust mixed with blood mist. The finished ghosts were given up, and those who couldn't stand were bandaged.
The frontal attack resulted in too many casualties. The sergeant leading the team immediately shouted to the second lieutenant to lead people to outflank him on both sides!
"Grenade! Shoot out that machine gun!" the lieutenant behind drew out his command knife and ordered excitedly.
"Report, the Eighth Route Army escaped!" The second lieutenant next to him hurried forward to report.
The lieutenant pulled the telescope and saw that the Eighth Route Army was fleeing in the distance. A few people's powdered ears could be vaguely seen. He put down the telescope and stood blankly on the hillside. He suddenly waved his hand and gave the team next to him a slap in the face: "Quack, what are you doing standing still? I’ll pursue it with all my strength!”
The second lieutenant led his men in pursuit. There was no need to outflank him, and he just charged down the slope.
The lieutenant at the back screamed desperately, roared at the top of his lungs, and kicked his legs until all the Japanese soldiers rushed down the hillside, then he led his assistants forward to keep up with the troops in front.
When he saw the health soldiers, he glanced at them and said, "Send them back!"
The two warriors numbly lifted the devil with pigtails on his head.
The sound of screaming on the stretcher spread: "Mule, can you not make yourself covered in blood next time?"
"What can I do? The Japs were shot seven or eight times. Unfortunately... his grandma suffered a big loss this time!" Xiong, who was carrying a large bag and a machine gun, shook his head and walked beside the stretcher, holding a blanket. Some people block the harsh sunlight.
The deputy leader who was walking behind couldn't contain his excitement because the Japanese were following him.
Hearing the conversation between the two, he suddenly asked curiously: "What's the big loss?"
"Uh...he said captured!" the soldier carrying the stretcher from behind immediately added.
"Seize it? You have to hand it over anyway, what's there to lose?"
Boom, a grenade fell near the escaping team in front, sending up a cloud of sand and dust, and a puff of smoke rose and filled the air. The team in front quickly accelerated their pace again.
A little further ahead of Gunsmoke, a shallow ditch was dug out on the slope, and a dozen people were lying next to it, kicking for air.
"Captain Hu, are you going to fight again?" the deputy commander asked Hu Yi next to him.
The half-immortal who looked embarrassed behind the ridge moved his body when he heard the sound, and stuck his head out from behind the ridge: "Well, Captain Hu, it should be dug like this, right?"
Hu Yi glanced back and forth: "Mule, give me the machine gun, you go first!"
After hearing what Hu Yi said, the braid on the stretcher immediately slipped off: "Hey, I'll accompany you!"
"Shall we just withdraw? I think there is no need for anyone to fight with the Japanese anymore. They probably won't give up!"
"If you don't let them see the blood, you may not be able to complete the mission."
The deputy leader thought for a while and felt that what Hu Yi said made sense. If the Japanese gave up halfway, the game would not be able to continue. It was worth taking a risk!
"Captain Hu, why don't you leave first this time, and I'll stay and harass you. In an hour at most, I can bring the Japs to Xiaowang Village!" The deputy commander has never fought with Japs like this before. Bullets cost no money. I don't know. Where did the poor relatives of the Independent Group get so many bullets? If their identities were not confirmed, they would even be suspected to be the legendary Japanese advance team! Who else but the devils could do such casual damage?
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The people in front were running away in a panic, and the Japanese behind them were pursuing slowly. The Eighth Route Army ran fast, but they had to compete with endurance. How could they be the opponents of the warriors? The Japanese were chasing in a skirmish line at first, but they were slow. Slowly discovered that walking in the dirt was not a good idea. Even if he could take a shortcut, the dirt was uneven and difficult to walk. Until the two Japanese soldiers with sprained legs were helped forward, the Japanese army's formation had to become A long snake.
The Japanese Lieutenant was very angry. Tubal Road was just in front of him and he was not running very fast at all. Every time he and his group of people turned out of the hillside, he would be hit by a shuttle. However, there was still good news. Tubal Road was not running fast at all. There was no division of troops, they were all gathered together. This time, the distance between the two sides was narrowed again.
There is a village ahead, and the map shows it is Xiaowang Village.
The lieutenant raised his face that was covered with sweat and looked at the second lieutenant next to him. His eyes were half distracted by the sunlight: "Tubalu probably doesn't have enough strength anymore. If you work harder, you can definitely catch up with them!"
He seemed to have said this several times.
