Being exposed to the sound of insects and frogs for a long time can cause your ears to misunderstand your brain.
The sporadic gunshots coming from the town could not break the silence of the moonlit night.
"No." The bird said briefly.
"It seems that the target is still in the town." Suzuki Junichiro said calmly.
"Staying here is the best choice." The two Japanese soldiers hid their bicycles near the highway and waited for nearly an hour.
"Using ambush tactics to deal with a few anti-Japanese elements is a humiliation to the imperial warriors." Suzuki Junichiro felt from the bottom of his heart that continuing to wait would only lose the glory of the invincible god of war.
Hearing from the words that Suzuki-senpai was preparing to attack, the black shadow muttered: "Okay, let me move these bikes first."
"It's not necessary, they have no chance to ride a bicycle again" is like an adult beating a three-year-old child, relying on sneak attacks, and speaking out will only bring disgrace to his face.
I habitually checked the guns and ammunition again, took a bridge clip with five rounds of bullets from the two autonomous soldiers who had just accidentally killed them, and added them to the number I was satisfied with: fifty-five.
As early as the Edo period, May 5th was Boys' Day.
In his opinion, the Dragon Boat Festival in this land insults this number because it means death.
And on the Boy's Day when he was fifteen years old, his sister let him know for the first time that it was the beginning of life.
If you sleep, the night will pass by without you noticing.
The sound of gunfire stimulated the nerves, and he had already lost track of time.
Another bullet ferociously flew out of the roof, crossed the long street, and brought out a cloud of blood mist arrogantly. It continued along the street and hit the big wooden door in the north of the town. It was a pity that it could not be embedded in the wood and be remembered forever, and it fell into the ruts. Make short marks.
The machine gunners of the Autonomous Army behind the barricade were penetrated, and the intermittent light machine gun calls stopped.
The gloomy muzzle flash disappeared. The lieutenant's mood improved inexplicably. Listening to the irregular light machine gun fire, he wanted to pull out his pistol and shoot that guy to death.
Now that he was destroyed by Tubalu, he felt a sense of pleasure in his heart.
When the machine gun fired again, lighting up the street in front of the sandbag wall again and again, the lieutenant's mood became bad again.
The streets were deserted, not even a shadow of No. 8 Middle School could be seen.
He finally understood why these Imperial Alliance troops were so vulnerable.
The machine gun either provides fire suppression for the offensive warriors to attack, or provides fire interruption during the rare retreat.
He didn't understand that the puppet soldiers on the barricade had to fire their machine guns red because of what he was watching.
The lieutenant has not let his elites join the battlefield until now, and the situation of the enemy is unclear.
Although the town is not big, there are shelters everywhere. Street fighting is complete in the dark, and it is very likely to fall into a melee where the enemy cannot be identified.
Because Balu is cunning and likes to take clothes off dead bodies.
No commander would do this, it's just a matter of heads.
It is not cost-effective to use the offensive elite's life to trade heads with Tubalu, even if the battle loss can be 1:5.
He was waiting for the puppet battalion commander to block the four gates in the town and then set up fire points in the open field.
As long as it's daybreak, even if you don't go through the city gate on the Tuba Road in the town, escaping over the wall and out of the town will still be a dead end!
Relying on the powerful firepower of the Imperial Army, the precise long-distance killing of snipers, the excellent shooting skills of the Imperial Army warriors, and the Imperial Alliance Army taking the lead, they searched for those rats from house to house.
No matter if you run away or not, it will be a dead end.
When the time comes, grab a few injured Eighth Route Army soldiers, pour gasoline on them, and watch the fire dance with screams. Just thinking about it makes me excited.
He hadn't played such a cat and mouse game for a long time, and he was looking forward to it.
Seeing the performance of the Imperial Alliance Army guarding the north of the town, and thinking about the Eighth Route Army attack that killed more than 20 people, he began to doubt his decision.
Town office.
Upon hearing the gunshots, the puppet soldiers and residents fighting the fire stopped making noises and hid in the nearest hospital and in their houses.
Seeing eight people walking through the streets and alleys, I didn't dare to shoot.
In a dilapidated compound.
The smoke still hasn't completely dissipated.
in the corner.
Pei Xianglan turned pale and pouted: "There are loopholes in your plan. Can you blame us?"
Shopkeeper Cheng Er said with a dark face: "Stop it. We didn't complete the outflank mission as planned, and accidentally injured our comrades, and all of them were captured. Are you still reasonable?"
"I saw them wearing pseudo-military uniforms"
"Go back and review it with your superiors."
"You have to give us the gun back first!"
Shopkeeper Cheng Er was angry: "Shut up."
The students who got out from the hole in the back wall collided with the outflanking guerrillas with their bare hands.
The guerrillas opened fire out of nervousness, accidentally killing one student and injuring two others.
The students recognized the guerrillas from the clothes they were wearing, and all the guerrillas were captured.
Xiao Hongying ignored it and was arranging offensive tasks.
That's right, not retreat, but attack.
Now that the situation is gradually becoming clearer, and knowing that the main force of the second regiment is dispatched to fight against the first regiment, I will take care of you.
"Reporting to the platoon leader, we don't have many people now, and there are less than fifty people who can fight." Civil and Military Quan had finished counting the number of people.
"Except for the guerrillas, we actually only have one reinforced platoon." Liu Yuanqing frowned: "The main reason is that there is a serious shortage of bullets for the rifles! We cannot afford to fight this battle."
"Check the ammunition!" Xiao Hongying ordered resolutely: "Concentrate the shell gun bullets to the commando team."
"Girl, are you possessed by Crazy Yang?" Li Laosi next to him changed his clothes.
"Call the instructor!" Xiao Hongying had a dark face. She wanted to go to Huilong Town now, but suddenly she was worried about the vixen who stayed in the town.
The people borrowed from Wang Jingchang didn't know when they would arrive.
We have to drag these devils here!
In exchange for Li Laosi's eyes rolling: "Tsk"
"The instructor cannot direct the battle while the commander is around." Liu Yuanqing muttered and arranged the combat mission again.
The puppet troops finally stopped shooting.
The smoke and the smell of blood made the entire street leading directly to the north and south gates silent.
The night breeze blows gently.
The chirping insects and frogs outside the town are still there.
The shops and houses on both sides of the street were sleeping in the gray moonlight.
When Li Laosi saw Liu Yuanqing stop on the roof next to him, he got down and pulled all the civil and military people behind him up to the roof.
Then more than ten black shadows quietly dispersed from the nearby rooftop.
Wen and Wu all pulled out the grenade, swung it a few times, took aim several times, and finally pointed it at the Zhenbei military camp.
The military camp is blocked by a wall. From the roof, you can still see the position of the car above the wall, but you can't judge the distance.
Liu Yuanqing's arrangement is not complicated. The more complicated the tactics are, the harder they are to execute in the dark night.
Li Laosi was in charge of the west side. He led people to attack from the east, with the main target being Japanese cars.
Big Yang had a light machine gun strapped to his back. He didn't need a ladder at all. He kicked on the wall and jumped directly to the roof.
Liu Yuanqing, who climbed up with a rifle on his back, raised his thumb: "Good skills."
Liu Yuanqing crawled on the roof to the north edge, stopped quietly, gently put the rifle aside, pulled out the telescope and observed quietly.
There is an open space between the puppet army camp and the nearby houses, which is estimated to be more than 20 meters.
From the slope, a Japs can be seen behind the machine gun on the roof of the car cab.
After a while, he made a gesture to the back.
Then quietly began to target the Japanese machine gunner on the car on the left.
He was waiting for the soldiers on the street who received the order to shoot cover.
He believed that as long as the puppet machine guns behind the barricades fired, the flash would definitely blur the sight of the opponent's observers.
This time it was a complete adventure. Wenwuquan only had one grenade left to attack at least the gate of the puppet army camp.
The Japanese car water tank must be hit with a machine gun.
This time the little devil really underestimated the enemy and did not turn the rear of the car towards the south gate.
This also has the advantage that when chasing or taking action, you don't have to turn around when going out.
Everything is determined.
Under normal circumstances, the gate of the puppet army camp located on the east side of the North-South Street should be opened on the west side.
Perhaps because they were worried that people traveling from south to north would see the situation in the military camp, they demolished some private houses and opened the gate to the south.
Of course, if the door faces south, it is also a feng shui issue.
Autonomous Army Military Headquarters.
Knowing that the team accompanied by the Imperial Army God of War was ambushed, the Japanese Captain was a little uneasy.
Directly request the military commando group to attack overnight and send reinforcement vehicles to the town.
[For information about the Military Police Regiment's Special Top Group, please refer to Qidian's extra "Agent Storm". Friends who are interested can learn more]
