"You said that the head of the regiment asked Uncle Da Zhuang to go to Bacheng to sneak attack the devils?"

Hearing the news from the mouth of the first battalion commander, Li Huan was almost scared to death, is the devil's county so easy to enter?

The commander of the first battalion knows that this matter must not be busy, if he doesn't tell the truth, this kid is afraid that there will be other things, according to the order of the political commissar, if he can't hide it, he will say it directly.

"That's true, there are still some comrades in our city, and in order to convince the devils that we are going to attack Bacheng, we have to make such a decision!

But don't worry, we are fully prepared, and there won't be much of a problem on the Bacheng side, but the premise is that our side must successfully ambush the devils! ”

There are indeed a lot of underground parties in Bacheng, and the devils don't dare to act rashly now, once they put all their energy on encircling and suppressing the Eighth Route Army in the city, then it will be troublesome if someone from the periphery attacks the city.

So now the underground party in the city is still very safe!

"Then which direction are we responsible for blocking the devils?"

"On my side, there are more than 400 people in charge of blocking the devils in Bu County, but I don't know if they will invade the nest!"

The commander of the first battalion now has only two companies and more than 200 people in his hands, and it is impossible to stop more than 400 devils for eight hours.

"And what is our militia squad responsible for?"

After Li Huan finished asking, several platoon commanders around him looked at him with strange eyes, because everyone felt that the militia's combat effectiveness was very low, and it was better not to participate in the battle at this time.

The first battalion commander also had this idea, frowned and thought for a while, and then said to Li Huan:

"Your militia squad is temporarily acting as a reserve, and once the people in front of us can't stand it, you will go up!"

"Li Huan, they look down on us and think that our militia squad has no combat effectiveness!"

Huang Qiu, a-stirring stick, came out with a gun on his back at this time, and as soon as he spoke, everyone glared at him with angry eyes.

Damn, why is this king eight calves here?

"Huang Qiu, you kid don't speak, no one treats you as a dumb person!"

The first battalion commander scolded a little angrily, he joined the army a year earlier than Huang Qiu, but the veterans with Huang Qiu either stood dead, or they are all company commanders now, and this guy is still just a big soldier, and he hasn't even been a squad leader.

The commander of the first battalion estimated that the reason why Huang Qiu is still a big-headed soldier is because of his broken mouth, damn, he always comes out to stir up trouble at critical moments!

"Shut up, shut up, but Lao Tzu must go to the battlefield this time, and when he finally looks forward to being promoted, if he doesn't have the credit for it, he can't do it!"

Huang Qiu dreamed of getting rid of the identity of the big-headed soldier, and the veterans of the same period all became company commanders, but he was the only "widower", which was so faceless!

"You kid just go into the trenches, your kid is not a militia at all, an old fritter, why didn't the devil kill you with a shot?"

"Hey, hey, that's because my life is big, and the devil's bullets are all going around me!"

After Huang Qiu heard this, he smiled and carried his gun into the trench, he must kill the two devils today, otherwise there is no hope at all as a squad leader.

Li Huan also asked Changfeng to take the militia team to the back at this time, and when the battalion commander saw that they had a few militiamen with gasoline barrels on their backs, he stopped and asked with some confusion.

"Why are you carrying a gasoline drum on your back?"

"Who told you that this is a gasoline barrel, this is a cannon, okay?"

"Cannon?" When the battalion commander heard Li Huan's words, he frowned and looked at these gasoline barrels, how could he not connect them with the artillery.

"You don't know how to count, this is obviously a gasoline barrel, how can it be a cannon? What Changfeng is carrying on his back is a mortar! ”

"You don't understand this, this cannon made of gasoline barrels is my new invention, called a conscienceless cannon, and it is more powerful than a devil's grenadier!"

"Huh? Are you sure? ”

"Really!"

Li Huan nodded heavily, enjoying the feeling of being treated as a god.

"Then you kid will give me a few shots later?"

"No, no, the shells of the conscienceless cannon are too big, we didn't bring much this time, the key is for you to use, what should we do with the militia squad?"

"Hey, you militia don't have to go to the battlefield, just use it for us!"

"Who said that our militia doesn't need to go to the battlefield, I'll let you see the combat effectiveness of our militia later!"

"Don't, I don't want to fight your artillery, you kid still take these militiamen and stay in the back honestly!"

Just kidding, what combat power can the militia have? Isn't that!

The commander of the first battalion and his troops quickly entered the trench, and in less than twenty minutes a sentry came to report that there was a convoy of devils coming towards them, and the strength was about a squadron.

"Everyone is ready to fight, you must not let these devils go!"

Soon everyone entered the trenches, but what the battalion commander didn't find out was that Li Huan also quietly touched it with Changfeng, and without him during the war, it would be equivalent to a TV series without a protagonist!

The devil's convoy quietly approached, and when the time came, a soldier directly pulled the mine and let a devil truck lie on the spot.

Rumble~

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The rest of the little devils also jumped out of the truck, found cover as soon as possible, and then fought back.

There was also a crooked handle on the roof of the truck behind, and the machine gunner, a sharp-eyed veteran, quickly roughly determined the position of the Eighth Route Army, and swept over with a shuttle of bullets.

Da Da Da ~ "Ah~"

The bullets whizzed towards the Eighth Route Army, the heads of two soldiers were pierced on the spot, and one soldier's arm was pierced, Li Huan hurriedly pulled him down, stuffed a piece of wood in his mouth, and then quickly took out gauze and wrapped his wounds.

"Don't scream, it's not a big deal!"

This soldier's arm was pierced by a machine gun, and he didn't know if he needed to amputate it, but seeing this soldier's stubbornness desperately biting the wood, he knew if he liked it, even if he was missing a hand, he was still a good man.

Soon the wounded man was dragged down, Li Huan quietly poked his head out to take a look, and found that the machine gunner of the devil was aiming at them, so frightened that he quickly pressed Changfeng to the ground.

The bullet whizzed over his head, and when he let go of Changfeng's head, he found that this guy had gnawed on a mouthful of mud, and looked at him with some complaints at the moment.

"Li Huan, what are you looking at?"

"Don't make a noise, the devil's machine gun is facing us!"

Li Huan took out his rifle at this time, and at the same time, the commander of the first battalion also gave the order to return fire.

"Hit!"