Vet Hao, who was treating the wound of a wounded man over there, saw the scene in the sand pit and hurried over to break up the fight.
"Don't hit him. If you keep hitting him, you will beat him to death."
Lin Yue looked up at the old man and got off Kang Ya.
He had just arranged two tasks for Bigfoot. The first was to ask Long Wenwen to bring people up to snipe the Japanese army, buying time for the east bank to defend itself. Otherwise, if the enemy really wanted to attack the other bank in one go, those cowards in the spy camp would not be able to wait. When Yu Xiaoqing arrived with his troops, they were completely defeated and surrendered Chanda to the Japanese army. The second is to tell him to be optimistic about Kang Ya.
It was okay for Kaname and Li Wu La. After all, they had fought so many defeats and had experience in saving their lives. Logistics force members like Doubian and Kang Ya were actually no better than recruits.
In the TV series "My Commander, My Regiment", Yaoma was killed by the Japanese army when he was a vanguard. Half of Li Wula's death was blamed on the British. As for Kang Ya, Lin Yue felt that Kang Ya was purely hot-blooded. You are trying to die by yourself. Look at what this guy did just now. He can clearly kill the enemy with one shot, but he has to run around with it behind his back. After that, he still tells a dead corpse that "if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer the consequences before your eyes." Where is this place? ? Is it a children's paradise where children play hide and seek? Fortunately, he had been paying attention to the movements behind him, reacted as soon as Kang Ya pushed away his big foot, and killed the Japanese soldiers hiding in the flowers in time, otherwise this bastard would have already stepped half way through the gate of hell.
"Here you go." Lin Yue threw the Type 98 saber that fell beside him to the lame man.
"Hey, thank you." Meng Fanlao was very happy. This thing is a Japanese officer's weapon. You can get a lot of money in exchange for it in a pawn shop. It is said that some bandits on the black market have traveled thousands of oceans to collect Japanese officer's sabers and made them. When I went back to the lobby of the cottage, I found out that it was captured from the Japanese army. It was very impressive and very respectable.
Kang Ya covered her face and got up. She dipped the back of her hand under her nose and found that it was bleeding.
Vet Hao took out a clean piece of cloth and wiped him: "Look, his face is swollen from the beating." Kang Ya looked at Lin Yue's back and felt extremely aggrieved. She tried to beat him, but she couldn't. You dare to scold him, but the opponent beat him in a reasonable and reasonable manner. After hearing what happened, anyone would probably say that he deserved it.
Long Wenwen ran over with a rifle: "Why are you standing there? Dig trenches and fortify your defenses. Are you waiting for the Japanese to gather their manpower and attack us again?"
Meng Fangli fiddled with the Type 98 saber in his hand: "The little devil won't be able to get up for a while. Didn't you see that man slapped the opponent's commander?"
Long Wenwen looked at the blood stains on Lin Yue's body, and then at the Wei Guan knife in Meng Fangliao's hand: "You lame man, if you dare to be lazy, you will be the vanguard next time I charge."
"Hey, the young master must dig a death pit that can bury you body and face." Meng Fanle took his knife and left.
Long Wenwen glanced at Kang Ya from side to side: "Hey, the left side is higher and the right side is lower. Just hit it if you want. Is it okay if the ends of a bowl of water are parallel?"
"Go, go, go, why are you just making sarcastic remarks?"
Vet Hao pulled Kang Ya back and said, "Actually, Lin Yue is doing this because he is worried about you. Why did you rush to the front when you were driving alone? If it were a goose, the goose would be in a hurry."
Kang Ya said: "Goose knows, can't you just tell me? It's okay now. My mouth hurts when I open it, and I can't even eat."
The snake nestled behind a rock and gloated: "It's good not to eat. We can get an extra portion."
Bula stuck out a small branch and held it in her mouth: "Kang Ya stepped on the accelerator too hard and there was an accident."
A group of people burst into laughter.
Long Wenwen ignored the people behind him and circled around Lin Yue. He scraped some of the blood on his face with his fingers and put it in front of his nose to smell: "It's too fishy."
Lin Yue ignored him and focused his gaze on the winding dirt road going away from the mountain. One after another, three-wheeled motorcycles with Japanese flags were driving out of the woods, followed by rows of bicycles and infantrymen carrying various equipment. , circling forward like a long dragon.
The crooked-handled light machine gun on the tricycle, the Type 89 grenade mounted on the back of the bicycle, the heavy machine gun on the shoulder of the infantry, the 92 infantry gun that was dismantled into parts by the artillery...
He warned himself in his heart that he should take as many of these people home as possible instead of building a thousand graves at Nantianmen.
"What kind of thing are you carrying? Do you want to go back to the mountains and become a savage? You are getting poorer day by day."
Long Wenwen was referring to the hunting bow and quiver on Lin Yue's back. They didn't exist when we saw him last time. Now he went into the forest for a few times, then came out and exchanged shotguns for shotguns, looking for old things that were useless. It's disgusting.
Lin Yue ignored him, turned around and walked towards the back. He searched half a Zenda for this thing on his shoulder before finding it in the hands of an old hunter.
Compared with modern thermal weapons, bows and arrows are not very practical. Before going to Myanmar, it took me more than 20 nights to master the basics of shooting. It is not a problem to kill someone within a few dozen meters, but it is still far from being able to kill someone with a hundred steps.
For people like Long Wenwen and Meng Fanliao, bows and arrows were just a joke, but for Lin Yue, in the absence of silencer equipment, bows and arrows were the most practical means of long-range assassination.
"Snake butt, hold it."
He dug a gas mask out of the dead man's body and threw it into the trench.
"Everyone will dig through the corpses of Japanese soldiers and make sure everyone has a gas mask."
Long Wenwen was the regimental commander, Ayi was the battalion commander, he was the deputy battalion commander, and a deputy battalion commander who rarely spoke. However, the veterans were more active in his orders than in the regiment's orders, and they stopped digging trenches. He quickly ran to the death pit where the corpses of Japanese soldiers were piled to find gas masks.
When the new recruits saw it, they followed suit, and Long Wenwen just frowned and didn't say anything else.
…
Phew~
Phew~
Boom~
Boom~
The sharp roar was followed by blooming black sparks. The soft sand rose like a fountain, and fell like raindrops, slapping everyone on the back. The mountain wind blew a puff of gunpowder smoke, and the smell of sulfur pushed hard towards the people. Nostrils pierced, the recruit lay lying in the trench half a man deep and shouted, but the continuous shelling cut his roar into pieces.
After the shelling, scattered Japanese soldiers came out from behind the rocks, woods, and grass, and rushed forward.
The Bren bipod used by Mi Long was broken when he was fighting the Japanese army. He wanted to replace it with someone else, but no one liked him, so he used Douban as a human gun mount.
At this time, Lin Yuemao came over and kicked the Northeastern guy to his knees, and threw over a pair of bipods that had been removed from the Japanese's crooked handle.
Milong tilted his neck and stared at him for a long time: "How did you know that the bipod of my machine gun was broken?"
Beside him, Doubian gritted his yellow teeth and said, "Brother Lin Yue, I have nothing to do with you." "It has nothing to do with you, sir." Lin Yue walked away with his gun.
Doubian looked at his back and laughed silly. Over there, Milong compared it with the gun stand and said with an unhappy face: "Just use it, it's better than nothing."
