Meng was annoyed and felt that this world was not quite right.

So he thought deeply, since when did this world start to be wrong?

He slowly recalled, slowly found the source-

Since that time, the dragon put a good middle-class family inappropriately, and lost all the belongings with a dice, something was wrong.

Then in Burma, they followed a madman-like "regimental leader", fought devils in the jungle, and won the battle. At the airport, they pretended to be Japanese and surrendered, tricked the British, and then took a miraculous retreat, and finally withstood the Japanese attack at Nantianmen with tenacity that he could not imagine.

Now, they are not going to trouble the Japanese - trouble with the Japanese is a happy thing, but ......

He looked around at all the people around him, and felt a sense of despair, just because of this, with the guerrillas who did not even have a standard 38 cover with a hundred weapons, plus them, he went to trouble the Japanese?

Looking at a few "madmen" who were putting the final touches on the action, Meng couldn't help but say, "A madman! Two madmen! Three madmen! A bunch of maniacs! ”

"What are you muttering?" Mi Long stepped forward and hugged Meng Annoying: "I guess it's the devil of Ciliang Temple, and now I can smell the yin smell on your body!" ”

"The little master is a madman!"

"How many?"

"A bunch."

"How many are there in a group?"

"It's all!"

Mi Long laughed and said, "It's a bunch of madmen, and it's a bunch of fools!" ”

Meng nodded approvingly, and the little bookworm on the side came over to talk at this time, but he drove people away in disgust, and said to Milong: "Have you noticed it, some people have changed color." ”

"Earned?"

"Who else is not him? He's dyed, and he's turned from white to red! ”

"I didn't feel it." Mi Long said insincerely, he would think about the dealings he had with Xia at the beginning, and he secretly muttered in his heart, when he cooperated to loot the stationmaster's bastard, that kid didn't love money, and it really fit the usual style of red - that kid wouldn't be red from the beginning, right?

"You know it in your heart."

"Knowing what can be? Report to the top? Mi Long asked rhetorically, Meng was annoyed and deflated, and muttered, "Yes, what can you do if you are clear?" ”

Summer's speech at the "Joint Operations Conference" had ended, and he only provided ideas, and it was better to count on Zhao Kuolai for specific considerations, so he consciously withdrew after the speech, leaving the rest of the time for the dead on the stage, Ah Yi, and the guerrilla captain.

Because he has something to do!

Under the respectful eyes of several guerrillas, Summer walked up to Meng Fu, and continued to ridicule unfinished: "Annoying, this person, you can't always face everything with a negative attitude, people, if you don't have a dream, what's the difference between salted fish?" They can't all be like you, can they? Besides, although you are a salted fish, but, salted fish also have to have dreams, right? ”

"Yes, the master is a salted fish, I don't have a dream, but I'm not like you bastards who want to go crazy!" Meng was annoyed with a sharp counterattack: "You have dreams, your dreams are crazy!" ”

Summer rolled up his cuffs, and just when Meng was annoyed and thought that this guy couldn't say that he was going to do it, Summer continued: "When you were in Burma, you thought it was crazy to follow the dead, it was crazy to attack the devil when the dead died, and it was also crazy for us to do that vote, but what was the result?" ”

"We're right!"

"Before the results come out, any evaluation is superfluous! Because it's beyond imagination, is it just crazy? But we did it, we did it, then it's not crazy! ”

"If you can't do it, you'll become a bunch of lonely ghosts!" Meng was annoyed and still dead.

Summer was furious and said, "Don't follow, if you go crazy with us, I'll be your father!" ”

In fact, you can't convince a person with words, and if you want others to listen to you, you can either solve it with your fist, or solve it with your head, or, with the words "this is an order" to solve it, but there is another way - called coercion.

The coercion of morality, the coercion of righteousness, and the coercion of affection!

Just like Meng is annoyed, this guy can't be convinced, he hurts his feelings with his fists, he looks rude with orders, and he uses his head, there are few who can compare to him, so coercion is the best way.

So in the summer, he was waiting for Meng to call him dad when he was bored.

"I'll call you uncle!" Meng was annoyed and scolded, these bastards are going to die, and they must not follow to collect the corpses? Why can't I follow?

Summer is overjoyed: "The elders can do it too!" ”

Meng was annoyed and crazy, shouting and fighting with Xia Maniac, but no one in front of him stopped him, and he could only stop the clamoring.

The members of the guerrilla team looked at the picture of several people frolicking, but they felt very fresh, and said with emotion: "They have always been so happy." ”

……

Why are roads important in war?

Because whether it is ancient or modern, the logistics of the army is crucial, and the modern army is more dependent on logistics - all supplies have to be transported to the front line by road, and ensuring the safety of the road is naturally the top priority.

Because of the guerrillas' activities, on the road behind the Nantianmen, the devils arranged many patrols and strongholds to protect the safety of the transportation line.

The patrol team that has been wearing the uniform of the Japanese army is patrolling the road, but the language they speak is Chinese, and our current temporary protagonist Summer is also in this patrol, and at the moment he is telling them about the moves he thought of:

"The Japanese patrol team does not have a fixed time, nor does it have a fixed patrol route, to put it simply, they walk around when they are in a good mood, and shrink up when they are in a bad mood."

"The reason why I'm so sure is because I've been watching with Uncle Sangen before, and Uncle Sangen and they often lead their team members to practice infiltration and reconnaissance here." When he was in the guerrillas, when he led the team to train, he liked to take the risk of hiding on the devil's patrol route to "fight", and after he left, Uncle Sangen retained this habit.

And this information is also based on Shunshui's "actual combat exercises".

I want to look back with a weak heart and say, "But what if we run into a patrol of real devils?" ”

Summer continues:

"The patrol is from Nantianmen, as long as we keep an eye on them at the source, do you think they can disturb us?"

"Oh, snake ass, how many of them are going to be there to stalk?" Bu Lai showed such an expression, and Xia said: "Well, their task is very simple, as long as there is a patrol, they will shoot and harass us, and we can also improvise when we hear the gunshots." ”

"But the devils of Ciliang Temple don't come out?" Bean Cake interjected at this time.

"We have long observed Ciliang Temple, and the devils have already loaded the materials looted yesterday, and they have returned." Summer said confidently: "And as long as they get out, this is where they will be buried!" ”

"You can earn it!" Not spicy compliments, Summer grinned and said: "I'm only responsible for providing ideas, and the real arrangement is still dead and dead - even our Yu Shizuo praised Dead and dead for being a genius in close combat, and I still trust him a little more!" ”

This is a fact, at most in the summer, he will fight a small battle, like commanding such a tall mountain operation, he, the platoon commander, does not have that ability - give him a squad and he will definitely be able to take the devil who wins a squad, give him a company, face the devil of a squadron, he will definitely lose and not even win, no way, who let the system only be responsible for strengthening personal combat effectiveness, never consider teaching a little command skills?

The "patrol" went to the place where they set out again, and when they dutifully performed their patrol duties again, they had been paying attention to the summer in the distance, and finally saw the bare tree trunk fall to the ground.

That's a sign that the devil is coming!

"The devil is coming!" Summer let out a low shout, and then, a team of more than ten people immediately entered patrol mode and began to walk forward at a very normal speed - according to many calculations, they set off from this position, and after encountering the devil, they happened to be in the ambush circle of the guerrillas.

But it turns out that there is always a gap between speculation and facts, they are almost to the edge, the shadow of the devil has not yet appeared, in desperation, the summer had to let the speed of the team slow down, the ink for five or six minutes, a side three wheels with plaster flags appeared, about three hundred meters away from the side three wheels, the convoy composed of cars, livestock carts appeared.

Grain, livestock, tools, etc. are the materials escorted by this escort team, and before yesterday, many of them still belonged to the people of Heshun.

Summer's eyes turned cold, and the faces of Uncle Sangen and those dead comrades-in-arms seemed to appear in front of his eyes again, he took a deep breath and suppressed his anger, and shouted: "Get aside!" ”

This is the pattern that is often seen when Japanese patrols encounter Japanese escorts, with patrols standing on both sides to give way and let the escorts pass—at best, a line of dialogue like good afternoon and good night.

The devil's side Sanwa saw the "patrol" and rushed over at a faster pace, and they immediately laughed in the summer, and kept repeating the Japanese greetings they learned improvised in their hearts.

Bian Sanlun approached, Jun Cao, who was sitting on the side, waved his hand, and greeted Xia who was wearing Jun Cao's uniform, and Xia responded indifferently, everything was exactly the same as the script, but just when Bian Sanlun was about to pass them, a gunshot suddenly came from a distance.

The gunfire was far away, and it should have looked like it was four or five miles away.

Summer's heart tightened, are they warning the snake butt?

The devil's side three wheels immediately braked, and the military Cao who was sitting on the side asked loudly: "! @#￥%……*”

The scalp is numb in the summer, this is definitely not a greeting, how to answer? Just when his brain was spinning, he replied in the ripe Japanese of the rolling melon on his back.

Roughly the situation is-

When someone asks you what your situation is, this side answers: Hello.

Good fucking head!

Summer scolded in his heart, if he wants to be a grandson, he feels very smart when he steals and plays tricks, and he is a yin person, why is he like a fool at a critical time?

He cursed in his heart, but he had to make amends, so he muttered about the Japanese that he didn't understand, didn't understand what it meant, well, the things he learned in action movies.

The Japanese soldier Cao listened with a confused face, looking at the smile on the corner of Summer's mouth, he vaguely understood, and faintly understood what the gunshot was going on - unfortunately, this was all an illusion, because Summer was already close to him at this time.

The bayonet was quickly pulled out, and it stabbed into the body of the devil soldier Cao cleanly, and with the agitation of revenge, it cut off the vitality of the devil army Cao, and the devil who rode on the side of the three wheels was frightened, and when he tried to run away, they pounced on him, and wanted to block the back, and he stabbed into the body of the devil with a knife.

"Quick, make a gesture to talk to them! I'm going to intercept the devil's convoy! Summer shouted anxiously.

Everyone realized and gathered around, while Summer trotted forward with a gun on his back and kept making stops.

On both sides of the road, the guerrillas in ambush, Dead They watched the action of the summer, and couldn't help but sweat, and wanted to close his eyes, he was afraid of seeing the machine gun of the devil sweeping towards the picture of the summer, but he didn't dare to close his eyes, because he had to stare at the devil and be ready to give orders at any time.

Milong, who was controlling the machine gun, was also sweating, and Meng on the side was annoyed and wanted to scold Xia for being a big fool, but he gritted his teeth tightly.

Fortunately, God forbid, the devil didn't find the problem, maybe they walked too many times here, and the long-term security made them think that someone would set up an ambush in this position, under the signal of summer, the devil's already unhappy convoy stopped, and an officer came down from the co-pilot's seat, frowned and asked.

No exposure!

Summer was overjoyed, and the devils were not vigilant at this time, not realizing that they were already under the "watch" of many guns.

Summer shouted in Japanese, which he didn't even know, and took a picture with the bewildered officer, who just wanted to reprimand loudly, but unexpectedly, Summer suddenly changed from his own person to a demon who demanded his life - I didn't see how he held the gun, and the gun behind his back appeared directly in his hand.

bang

Just three meters, one headshot!

"Hit!"

At the same time, the dead and the dead poured into the roar of energy.

Mi Long and Luo Jinsheng's machine gun fire roared first, followed by the strafing of submachine guns, and the guerrillas with rifles did not fire, but threw all the grenades and grenades in front of them into the road frantically.

That's the heart of the whole plan: stop the devils and do the most damage in the head-dial attack!

Only in this way can the battle be ended in the fastest time, and the "patrol" will also play the role of blocking, once the devils try to break in, they will do everything possible to stop the devils who break through.

Except for a little bit of an accident that did not affect the battle situation, everything went very smoothly, the first wave of attacks made the devils fall more than a dozen people, and the subsequent explosion hit another wave of devils, only one and a half squad escort troops, under such a blow, the opening game was lost by more than half!

And the most critical scene was also staged at this time!

Dead Dead Dead through the guerrilla captain commanding the guerrillas in ambush, constantly mobilizing the guerrillas to fight against the recalcitrant devils, when he was in Burma, he was able to lead a group of people who did not trust him to win the battle, here, through the guerrilla captain to command the guerrillas who obeyed orders, of course, no problem.

A quarter of an hour!

In just a quarter of an hour, the devil lost more than half of his manpower, and the rest had to form several groups to resist stubbornly, but judging by the speed of the attack, another quarter of an hour would be enough to end the battle!

Surprisingly smooth.

I have to admit that the military literacy of these guerrillas is indeed very poor, but the degree of execution of their orders and the decisiveness of their execution of orders are beyond their imagination, and the most important thing is that this group of people is really not afraid of death!