The crescent moon fell to the ground.
Dawn is coming and the earth is dark.
The beam of the searchlight on the top of the turret cut through a small patch of darkness.
The artillery tower was touched down by guerrillas once. The puppet soldiers did not dare to be careless at all. They did not dare to take off their clothes and even placed a few hidden sentries to the east.
Even so, no one slept.
The turret was filled with a mess of sighs and sadness.
Telling about the past of those unlucky people who died, it seems that the dead people have nothing to do with them.
Several people even thought about some of the deceased's family members in their dark hearts.
The body was covered with white cloth and parked outside the turret. If you heard the voices of your former brothers, you would definitely get up...
There was a sound of footsteps coming closer and closer, but strangely, the brothers on the top of the turret seemed to have no warning at all.
The puppet soldiers who were talking nonsense were immediately dumbfounded when they saw the imperial army appearing at the door of the gun tower.
The bayonet edge of the military uniform is stained with blood, the toes can be seen in the cotton shoes under the feet, the rifle with the bayonet on the back is carried, and the shell gun is held in the hand...
Isn't this what those workers at the station who were lucky enough to save their lives were referring to in this way?
The Eighth Route Army came back with a killing blow!
The black hole in the muzzle of the shell gun can fire ten bullets, just raise your hand.
They all took out pieces of paper!
Because, according to the brother on top of the tower, as long as you have that kind of evidence, you can save your life by surrendering.
I actually touched a few pictures from the dead brothers just now. As for why they died, it is said that it was because it was too dark and they were accidentally injured...
It's so stupid, the gun towers are still alive. The puppet soldiers now have one person and a life-saving charm, but they must not cause accidental damage.
It is estimated that whoever dares to resist at this time will be knocked down first by the puppet soldiers!
East of the turret.
The scout crawled in the ditch and handed the binoculars to Hu Yi: "Li Xiang took Tang Dagou Li Laosan and the others into the turret again..."
Hu Yi held up the telescope and looked at the railway line under the searchlight in the distance. The searchlight on the turret was so dazzling that he could hardly see anything.
The searchlight on the top of the turret stopped for a moment, then wavered three times.
The team hiding in the darkness immediately interrupted their rest and began to advance in battle formation.
The old bandit Qi behind him stared at him, why hadn't he thought of this move before?
After thinking about it carefully, pretending to be a Japanese soldier seems simple, but in fact it is not easy at all.
I had brought a few apprentices into the city before, and some of them were so bold in killing people and cheating, but I was so prejudiced that the little devil even trembled when he spoke. Once I saw a devil killing people in the street, and one of his apprentices was so scared that he peed his pants.
It seems that courage is not something everyone has.
These soldiers led by this guy named Hu do look very energetic!
Obviously much better than his former disciples.
He could see clearly that Hu Yi didn't give any orders at all, and these guys automatically dispersed.
The train station appeared in the eyes of the country bumpkins again, and almost every one of them stepped on the shiny rails under their feet.
This guy is a good thing!
I secretly swore in my heart: One day, I will move this "long ladder" on the ground to the mountains!
Blind the eyes of those comrades who have never seen the world...
After crossing the railway, he stood on the platform, staring in the dark and holding a gun.
The team separated, and they went to the sentry posts at both ends of the platform.
The puppet soldiers on duty at the sentry post looked at the approaching team and felt a little depressed: When I first came back, I heard the workers at the station say...
This is how Route 8 entered the station from the east...
Why is this scene so familiar? Damn it...is this an illusion...or is it a Western show?
Isn't this just a daydream?
This guy quickly raised his hands and rolled his eyes...
What kind of daydream is this? What’s coming from below is really the Eighth Route Army!
He forgot that this was originally a dark night. Isn't it normal to dream?
He immediately raised his gun and pointed it tremblingly at a dark figure coming over. However, the leader was wearing the uniform of the imperial army. If he shot wrongly, not only would he die, but his whole family would die too!
Thinking of this, I directly raised the muzzle of my gun and fired a shot into the sky!
Even if they were held accountable afterwards... if they accidentally went off the rails, the worst they could do would be to get slapped by the company commander.
boom...
The sudden sound of gunfire completely broke the silence of the night.
Then, gunshots filled the night sky.
The big dog who reacted the fastest raised his gun and fired at the overthinking puppet soldier on the turret.
Then, gunfire rang out.
The Japanese, who reacted extremely quickly, began to run out of the station where they were sleeping, shooting as they ran.
The bullets rattled in pieces, tracers flying.
On the left wing, the Czechs began to roar.
Then, the crooked handle on the right sounded.
In the middle, a figure directly picked up the Czech machine gun in the hands of his fallen comrade, and fired a burst of fire at the opposite station building.
Maybe he didn't shoot machine guns much, so he completely forgot about the recoil of a machine gun.
The muzzle of the gun keeps jumping up and down, and the trajectory increases...
The second lieutenant's dormitory is on the second floor. As soon as he went out and took out his southern pistol and sang loudly, the two hundred and fifty shot him three times and six holes from bottom to top...
A few grenades greeted the station building directly.
At this time, no one thought about whether it was a waste of ammunition. They just wanted to put the bullets into the flash of fire that was still hidden behind the window of the station building.
Soon, someone took advantage of the cover of darkness and gunshots to slink along the base of the station wall and approach the station from both ends.
Several other dark figures climbed directly onto the roof of the second floor of the station building.
By the railway.
The half-immortal stared with big eyes: "Sir Luo, we have to rush up to reinforce..."
"Li Xiang's three machine guns are all firing. The station is only a small place. Ma Liang has already surrounded it. Why are you joining in the fun at this time?" Luo Fugui was too lazy to move. He lay on the track and groped and studied: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, Dude, last time I laid such a big mine, I couldn’t even overturn the Japanese train..."
"Haha, you want to overturn the train?" Old Bandit Qi muttered beside him.
"Why, you have such strength with half your life?"
"He can't do anything about this grenade, but it's easy to get..."
"If you fart, let it go. If you have shit, poop. You can't go up or down. Don't you think it's embarrassing?"
"Just hollow out the gravel under one end of the sleeper, stuff it with hay, and then put a layer of stones on top of the hay..."
"Is it really possible?"
"As long as you believe it, if not, I can't help it..."
“Where can I find hay?”
"Your old baggage will do, too."
"dream..."
"Ragged clothes are fine..."
Luo Fugui thought for a while and shouted to the back: "You guys have a shovel, come here and dig rocks..."
When the shovel goes down, sparks fly...
"This thing is so damn hard, no wonder it's called Iron Ghost..." A voice was surprised.
"...Hey, only dig half of it..."
"You can't dig just one hole, you have to dig at least a dozen holes..."
"I dug too many holes...I can't find that kind of clothes." A voice questioned: "Is it okay to fill it with soil?"
"Stop talking nonsense...hurry and peel off the puppet soldier behind..."
"By the way, would the quilt on the bed of the puppet army in the gun tower be okay?"
"sure..."
"Is this okay?"
"No...we have to dig all the way to the opposite side of the railroad track."
The twenty or thirty people squatting and standing outside couldn't squeeze in at all, so they had no choice but to watch the excitement outside.
On the 20th and 30th, the work was in full swing. A hundred meters away, the gunfire at the station slowly became sparse.
Maybe they were all afraid of the dark night. After fighting for such a long time, no one took care of the few electric lights on the platform and the roof of the station...
The gunfire lasted for a while, and as soon as it started, Li Xiang fired three machine guns to take care of him. The Japanese's crooked machine guns didn't even have time to deploy.
The key thing is that only one squad of Japanese soldiers returned to the station.
The firepower under the lights further intensified, and three machine guns and a dozen rifles scattered and fired harder and harder.
The sound of gunfire reached the ears of the sergeant still hiding in the village west of the station.
The Japanese and puppet troops in each room dared to neglect, and hurriedly gathered, disheveled, to go to the station for reinforcements.
At this time, who still has the mood to pay attention to the warning from the Ministry of Intelligence...
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