All the people in the car jumped out of the car, and most of them continued to lie in the ditch and look east.
The machine gunner on the car was hit four hundred meters away. This time everyone knew how powerful the Japanese sharpshooters were, and their caution was greatly increased.
Liu Yuanqing was lonely with twenty rounds of machine gun bullets from one magazine.
Listen to the soldiers from Wang Pengying, who are still immersed in the grief of the sacrifice of their comrades, finish talking about the situation.
The observer reported: "The two Japs were very cautious and always stayed 300 meters away. The two Japs always had only one gun to fire!"
Liu Yuanqing looked at Xiao Hongying not far away: "Girl, one of the two Japs is an observer, a standard sniper duo!"
Although Xiao Hongying was still a little confused, the situation on the battlefield gradually became clearer: "With the character of a fox, he will not be used as a bait in the village. Letting Wang Pengying be used as a bait is almost the same."
Liu Yuanqing roughly understood the true intention of the two Japs hiding not far away: "The Japs want to use the sound of gunfire to attract the attention of the Japs who are besieging Camp Commander Hu in the village in the north. We must retreat immediately."
"Kill them and leave!" In just a few minutes, three soldiers were shot dead by two Japanese soldiers more than 300 meters away!
Now that the team led by Li Laosan is alive and dead, it arouses Xiao Hongying's heart to fight. She simply doesn't believe that two platoons can't defeat two Japanese.
Liu Yuanqing's order to retreat turned a deaf ear.
"Without cover on the plain, we are no match for the Japanese. We should not stay here for a long time."
"You go first, I'll stop you later!"
"Can you please stop being willful?" Liu Yuanqing had a black line on his head.
He hoped that the two Japs could get closer. More than sixty rifles and two light machine guns fired at the same time. Even if the hit rate was low, it was entirely possible to blindly kill the two Japs sharpshooters.
"The fox must want to try his ability to fight against the enemy! If we go there at this time, it might disrupt their plan." Xiao Hongying completely ignored the two Japs who refused to leave, "It's you who will direct the battle. As for whether to leave or not, it’s up to me to decide.”
Seeing this girl being unreasonable, Liu Yuanqing, who didn't quite understand the power of the Eighth Route Army instructor, had no choice but to say, "I'm convinced, those two little devils only have two guns at most. Our team will launch separate attacks, so that they can't focus on the head and tail." "
"No, if we launch an attack, the two Japs will definitely run away. Moreover, the Japs besieging the Jiuying Village in the north will not come out in large numbers when they hear the gunshots." Xiao Hongying still had hope in her heart.
She always felt that Li Laosan was still hanging behind the Japs at this time, and by dragging the two Japs in Eighth Route Army uniforms here, Li Laosan had a chance.
This time I was separated from the fox and missed the awesome feat of flying a Japanese plane.
He also missed out on such a huge thing as conquering the county seat.
They missed the big scene of burning more than a dozen Japanese cars.
Attacking the Japanese car and seizing a car did not make her depressed mood any better.
"I'm going to remove the mines hanging on the road." Seeing Xiao Hongying's dark face and not speaking, the soldier who was lying next to him after reporting the situation thought that Xiao Hongying knew the current situation of the Ninth Battalion, so he shrank his neck and muttered. Leave after making a sound.
Xiao Hongying stared at the target through the 38-meter crosshair, secretly telling herself to calm down.
The battlefield situation is not complicated. Since the fox dared to deliberately attract the Japanese to besiege him, he must have a comprehensive plan.
boom.
The sound of grenade explosions came from far to the east.
Liu Yuanqing looked at the impact point of the grenade in the distance and put down the telescope: "Wen Wuquan, you idiot, the bottom of the grenade must be supported by a hard object and maintained at a 45-degree angle to hit the grenade as far as possible."
Wen Wuquan was unsure. How could he, a semi-monastic monk, know what a forty-five-degree angle was?
In the past, when I followed Li Xiang, I always kept the grenade barrel vertically straight. When shooting about 100 meters, I could maintain a deviation of two or three meters from left to right, and a deviation of ten meters from far to near.
The distance of four hundred meters is completely nonsense.
Because he only had a rough idea of four hundred meters and had no idea how far it was.
If you can use the grenade to knock out the grenade, it will be considered a success.
Accurate?
That was Li Xiang and Wan's detailed job.
Li Laosan held up his binoculars and looked to the northwest. There was a vaguely visible car five miles away.
There were constant gunshots and sudden explosions, and he immediately understood that most of the cars on the road were little girls.
Could it be that they came into contact with the Japanese so quickly?
He turned around and ordered the four people behind him: "Speed up."
A group of five people continued to walk along the ditch to hide themselves, and trotted toward the northwest.
After running two miles in a few minutes, Zhang Xiaodao suddenly muttered: "There seems to be some of our people ahead."
Does this guy have such good eyesight?
Li Laosan stopped, leaned forward, raised his telescope and looked to the west.
I felt a little puzzled. People were lying on the ground around the car in the distance. Liangbalu, who occasionally popped up while lying on the ground, was shooting at the people on the other side of the car.
I was shocked because I haven't met any of the traffic police soldiers guarding the outskirts of Wang Peng Camp until now.
Could it be that the girl on the highway was not the girl?
Moreover, how did the traffic officer know that those guarding the perimeter must be Wang Pengying soldiers?
Don't the little devils put up perimeter security posts?
He was confused and couldn't figure it out. His thinking was different from that of ordinary people. Those who wear Japs uniforms are not necessarily Japs, and those who wear Autonomous Army uniforms are not necessarily Autonomous Army.
Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred. Who can fight with two people against a large number of people?
Combined with the words of the child in the village, I secretly guessed that those two little devils were in front of me.
They killed villagers and grabbed their clothes, and then used their clothes to sneak into the outer security posts arranged by Wang Pengying.
Hehe, two eight-year-olds, Master Tao has found you!
The five-person team once again slipped down the ditch.
"Suzuki-kun, there seems to be an Eighth Route Army behind us." The assistant's expression changed a little. He occasionally looked around and happened to see Li Laosan, who was shrinking his head.
After Suzuki fired a shot, he changed his position again, swung the rifle, and finally sighed without firing the bullet: "How many people are there and how far away are they?"
“There are so many ditches in the ground that we can’t see how many people there are.”
"Could it be the kid who escaped?"
"I can't tell." The assistant was speechless. He felt that Suzuki's idea was unreasonable.
call out.
A whistling whistle began to sound in the sky, and a black spot continued to grow larger in mid-air.
The grenade only relies on inertia and the acceleration of a heavy object falling to the ground to form a parabola. After flying over the highest point, the speed of the grenade is not very fast.
The assistant with a wounded arm roughly analyzed the impact point of the grenade. He was suddenly shocked and suddenly rushed out of the ditch from his hiding place with all his strength.
The strange bird language in his mouth was: "Lie down, Suzuki-kun."
The assistant who rushed out staggered towards Suzuki, who turned his head when he heard the scream, but had not yet found the iron lump in the sky.
The grenade in the sky began to dive downward and accelerate.
boom.
A piece of sand flew up in the ditch, followed by a cloud of smoke.
Like a gray-black firework blooming in the wilderness.
The black hell fireworks contained wisps of faint blood red.
west.
The observer held up the telescope and shook his head and sighed: "It's six or seven meters to the left. Wen Wuquan, can you use some snacks?"
[Whose comment was so captivating? 】
(End of chapter)
