The Japanese army god was careless for a moment, and the boat capsized in the gutter.
Unexpectedly, someone would dare to attack the invincible warriors, the elite among the warriors, in the occupied territory.
Countless regular soldiers of the national army were defeated by him, and countless commanders of the national army died under his gun.
Suzuki was not depressed by the death of his compatriots, but instead aroused his endless fighting spirit!
I followed the ditch all the way north, looking back from time to time. After running for more than a mile, I suddenly found that those guys were still on the road, and they seemed to have no intention of pursuing them.
The gunfire had long since stopped, and there were faint sounds of gunfire and grenade explosions from further north.
In other words, the current location does not seem to be that far away from the group of eight soldiers surrounded by the imperial army.
He couldn't help but stop and raise the telescope handed to him by the observer to observe. He couldn't help but hesitate.
After a while, my thoughts started to wander again. Should I fight back and lure them here, or should I leave here first?
I always feel reluctant to leave like this.
At least a few of them must be killed first.
The opponent's heavy firepower includes two light machine guns and two grenade launchers on the car. With nowhere to hide on the plain, he may not necessarily be able to take advantage.
If the ability to kill a target from a very long distance is revealed, the opponent will be even less likely to catch up.
Until now, he still concluded that the group of fake soldiers who attacked the car should be the national army guerrillas!
This thing makes a little sense. The imperial army currently has no war with the national army in North China, and they have reached some tacit understanding, with the elimination of the Eighth Route Army as their current strategic goal.
Maybe they heard the news and were preparing to go north to reinforce the surrounded Eighth Route Army?
Therefore, he decided to "show the enemy weakness" first, and then attract them to the northern village and shoot them one by one!
I don't know where he got his confidence from, but he actually thinks that he should show weakness to the enemy!
on the highway.
Li Laosan looked disgraced and held the machine gun and muttered to Wen Wuquan: "Hey, tell me, why am I so happy?"
Wen Wuquan winked: "This girl shot herself in the foot and suffered a blow. Did you see that her pigtails are wilted?"
Liu Yuanqing denied Xiao Hongying's order to pursue.
Xiao Hongying was a little dumbfounded because Liu Yuanqing directly quoted the regulations of the Eighth Route Army: the commander has the final say on military matters.
As an instructor, she had no right to interfere in wartime military operations.
"Hey, that guy has a rifle with a scope."
"Yeah." Liu Yuanqing wrapped the warheads with cotton to plug several holes in the fuel tank.
"There are only two Japs!" Xiao Hongying, who was following him, continued to discuss hard.
"I know." Liu Yuanqing blocked the fuel tank and shouted to the soldiers who were in a hurry but had nowhere to start to change the tire.
The random shooting just now blew the air out of the left rear double wheel of the car.
"I'll lead a squad and get the gun back!" Xiao Hongying tried not to get angry.
"If you can snatch it back, I will chew up the tires of this car." Liu Yuanqing shook his head to reject Xiao Hongying's risky behavior.
"Don't be shameless." Xiao Hongying was on the verge of breaking out.
"Don't make fun of me, hey, I won't do that." Liu Yuanqing continued to teach the soldiers how to remove tire screws.
"Believe it or not, I'm going to remove you, this lousy platoon leader, right now?"
"No problem, I don't mind if you fire me now."
"You're expelled. Are you stupid for being an aunt?"
"Then implement the rule that instructors must not interfere with military command."
"I never said that instructors can't direct battles."
"Do you think I'm stupid?"
"How about I take a platoon?"
"Auntie, it's not that I don't agree. Those two Japs are extraordinary. You can take a platoon over there. If you can get half of them back, I'll change your surname to Hong."
"Why are those two devils so unusual?"
"One is a sniper and the other is an observer!"
"how do you know?"
"There was always only one Japs who fired, and the other Japs kept looking with binoculars. Li Laosan's machine gun was more than 300 meters away from them. The deputy shooter was lying on the ground and was shot. Moreover, your marksmanship is also good, and you can see the heat from the ground. Under such a complex situation of deformation, can you hit a target three hundred meters away?"
"I'm just a little weird. I was clearly aiming at the Japs, but I just couldn't hit them."
"Under normal circumstances, you may be able to hit a target three hundred meters away, but the air will refract the light when heated."
"Light refraction? Can you make it simpler?"
"I asked you to learn culture, but you didn't listen."
"Learning about culture is of little use."
"What did I say about you?"
"No, no, no, no, my aunt will never learn how to recite poems and write lyrics."
"With literacy, you can learn how to calculate the trajectory of bullets and artillery shells, and you can also drive cars, armored vehicles, and airplanes," Liu Yuanqing began to lie.
"They only had a rifle with a scope."
"You don't believe me?" Liu Yuanqing was about to fall out when he saw that this young man was refusing to give in.
"I believe you, you idiot!" Xiao Hongying clearly believed it in her heart, but even if she didn't get the gun, she still felt like a cat in her heart.
But Liu Yuanqing took advantage of the Shang Fang sword that Hu Yi left behind when he left to argue: the commander has the final say in military affairs.
Hu Yi must have thought of this when he assigned himself the position of instructor.
No, you are the company commander, okay?
I remember at the beginning, in order to retain talents, I casually gave up the position of spy company commander to Madman Yang.
For a moment, my head felt like the world was spinning, and my intestines turned green with regret.
Li Laosan, who was next to him, came over and said, "I think a rifle won't have much effect on the battlefield."
"roll"
"I want to learn to drive a car"
"Go find someone named Liu"
"Listen to them, you know how to drive a car?"
"Of course I will." Xiao Hongying was finally happy.
"Indeed, I drove into the ditch and found a platoon to lift the car out. I don't know who it was." Liu Yuanqing muttered.
"how do you know?"
"Do you think there is something in Jiuying that I don't know about?"
Xiao Hongying was angry and looked around with angry eyes: "Who is it? Who betrayed me the secrets of the Ninth Battalion?"
"Report, instructor, it's me. Brother Tang told me this. I couldn't help but tell Platoon Leader Liu." Wen Wuquan puffed up his chest, with a nonchalant expression on his face.
Xiao Hongying had a dark face: "That bitch Tang Dagou, what else did he say?"
"She said you were petty and wicked. You even tricked others, and your marksmanship was not as good as his. Also, you tried to trick someone several times but failed, and you did stupid things like stealing a chicken but not losing a lot of rice." proud.
Xiao Hongying was dumbfounded. How could he still have the prestige of an instructor?
The equipment and uniforms on the bodies of the Japanese soldiers on the ground were stripped off, and more than ten corpses were randomly abandoned on the roadside.
The female guerrilla in the team had fired smoothly during the battle, and now she finally blushed.
Liu Yuanqing opened the cab door full of bullet holes and cleaned away the broken glass.
No matter that there are still brain plasma and blood stains on the seat cushion.
Press the clutch, put it in neutral, turn the key, and start the car on fire.
Fortunately, the performance of Guizi's car is good. Unlike some imported cars, you have to use a crank when starting.
Then he stuck his head out and said: "Everyone get in the car."
"Hey, how many people can fit in such a big carriage?"
"It's okay if you squeeze in. It's not that far anyway." Liu Yuan made it clear that the living conditions of the Eighth Route Army were poor. Most of the soldiers weighed 100 kilograms. Adding 20 kilograms of equipment, more than 60 people only weighed three tons. It's less than four tons more, and the Japanese truck has a carrying capacity of three tons. There shouldn't be any problem in overloading it this much.
The trouble is that the wounded take up space.
then.
The cargo compartment was crowded.
There are six hanging on both sides of the cab door and three sitting on the top.
Five were hung on the side doors on both sides of the cargo compartment, and four more were hung on the rear door.
As the engine roared, Liu Yuanqing also deliberately honked the car horn. The car shook for a moment, then swayed westward.
