Li Huan didn't know how the wounded of the little devil ate arsenic, but he knew that the commander of the devil lived in the tent in front of him, and it seemed that he was a lieutenant, so it can be seen that this group of devils is indeed a brigade level.

There are a lot of good things in the devil's barracks, and Li Huan took advantage of the devil's inattention to dig a tunnel not far away, and then led to the bed in the devil's tent.

After discovering that the little devils had gone to dinner, they quietly groped in here.

"Yo, the little devil is still wearing a big gold watch, take it!"

"Oops, it's the yen...... It's also counted as money, and it's collected! ”

"Hahaha, this dagger is good, take it!"

"Hehe, this double-barreled shotgun is okay, take it!"

Li Huan got a lot of things in the devil's barracks, if it weren't for the storage compartment, he would definitely have taken the devil's bed away.

When the little devil came in, he found that there was nothing in the headquarters, whether it was large or small maps, various classified documents, or guns and weapons, and even the pencils used to draw maps.

"Yaga!"

Taro Sato held the command knife, just finished eating, and was about to come back to take a look and continue to study tomorrow's play, who knew that when he walked in and took a look, he found that it was all empty.

He didn't even let go of the pencil, so angry he rushed out directly and questioned the two guards guarding the door:

"Who has been in my headquarters?"

There was a big question mark on the heads of the two devil soldiers, how could anyone have entered the headquarters, they have been staying here and not seeing it.

But such an answer got Nakasa's two big mouths,

"Baga, there is nothing in my headquarters now, not even the shotgun that His Excellency General gave me, you can see for yourself......"

Sato was so loud, and the rest of the young men and captains also rushed over, and when they walked into the headquarters, they were dumbfounded.

This is a poor stick into the bank, nothing left, seeing the rolled quilt, the devil can even imagine that the other party seems to want to steal the quilt, but I don't know why I gave up.

Not to mention the rest, they didn't have a single map left for their battles, and they even peed on their table.

"The hateful Chinese actually stole my map, it's really cunning and shameless!"

The devil was so angry that he couldn't do it, but fortunately their radio station was not put here, otherwise I am afraid that even the radio station would have been stolen.

Now they have no choice but to rely on the situation that the scouts have come back to draw a map and lay out their battle strategy.

Because the command attracted the attention of most of the devils, it was easy to find the place where the devils hid their arms.

Not to mention, the little devil has put a lot of mule carts here, and even three jumpers, as well as a neatly stacked stack of boxes.

Then Li Huan was not polite, he just moved a few boxes, only to find that these boxes should only contain ammunition, and there are not many real guns.

If you want to complete the task of a hundred guns, it is estimated that it is a bit difficult, unless you ......

Li Huan looked at the door of the tent a little nervously, many little devils put their guns at the door of the tent, if ......

"No, no, it's too dangerous, it's over if you find out......"

"You still have to steal, otherwise more Eighth Route Army will die tomorrow......"

Li Huan's heart was at war between heaven and man, and in the end, he bravely defeated cowardice, he decided to take a risk and became a clubhouse...... Ahem cough successfully went back to eat meat, failed to wear it again......

The night was dark and the wind was high, and after a day of fighting, the devil finally couldn't hold it anymore, so he chose to go into the tent to rest, and put the gun outside and pile it up.

At night, there are still columns of patrols in the devil's barracks, although the little devils are arrogant, but they are not fools, some patrols in the barracks still need them.

It's just that because it was too late, Li Huan looked at his watch and found that it was already more than twelve o'clock in the evening, and the little devil was already asleep, and even he heard the snoring of many devils.

Seeing a pair of devils walking slowly with guns, Li Huan hurriedly lay down and hid behind the tent.

Several waves of such operations were done in a row, and finally fifty or sixty guns were received.

At this time, Li Huan had just walked to the entrance of a tent, and when he saw a bunch of guns at the door, he wanted to go up and hug him, but at this time he suddenly found that there seemed to be something better in front of him.

"Yo, Type 92 heavy machine gun, this is a good thing!"

Hold on to the Type 92 heavy machine gun, then the machine gun disappears, and the guns in his storage compartment are +1!

Several dangerous operations in a row directly stole all the eight heavy machine guns of the devil, and at this time the little devil slept soundly, Li Huan took the opportunity to touch the side of another tent, and then saw the light machine guns piled up at the door of these tents.

"Haha, crooked handle, ninety-seven style ......"

After more than an hour of continuous fighting, Li Huan stole most of the devil's light machine guns again, and just when he finished his task and just wanted to find out the devil's barracks, he suddenly heard a burst of gunfire outside.

Da Da Da ~ "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The devil's patrol fired a few shots in one direction, and was knocked down while shouting, and then before Li Huan could run, an explosion was heard not far away.

The flames of the grenade explosion illuminated the entire barracks, and Li Huan even felt the oncoming wave of air, but fortunately there was no shrapnel flying over, otherwise he would definitely be injured.

"Damn, it won't be the Eighth Route Army that is engaged in a night attack!"

Li Huan could see in broad daylight that the commander of the Eighth Route Army in the opposite village was a very powerful person, and the fighters in his hands were also very powerful.

As expected, the person who attacked the devil was the Eighth Route Army, but unfortunately the patrol team of the little devil was very shrewd and found the sneak attack of the Eighth Route Army, and the two sides fought directly.

The rest of the devils rushed out of the barracks one after another, and many of them were still wearing only crotch cloths.

But at these moments, some devils were very puzzled: where did the gun they put at the door go?

There are also some machine gunners with heavy machine guns who are also very puzzled, they obviously piled up heavy machine guns here, why are they not there now?

Li Huan, the little devil's doubts, couldn't be controlled, and took advantage of the devil's inattention, pulling a carriage from the devil's side of the other party's supplies and running, regardless of what materials were piled up on it.

Unexpectedly, the little devil did not pursue him directly, but chose to fight with the Eighth Route Army directly ahead.

The fight between the two sides was terrible, and after Li Huan hid the carriage, he killed several devils in a row, and then he had no choice, because he couldn't see clearly in this big night, so he could only throw grenades frantically.

Boom boom boom~

Anyway, he snatched a lot of grenades from devils, and there was nothing wrong with throwing dozens of them casually, as for how many devils were killed, it was not something he should consider.

But the little devils are very depressed now, they have already suppressed this group of sneak attack of the Eighth Route Army, but the black gun that came from nowhere actually killed the people behind them.

Just as they were looking for the black gun, there was a sudden explosion around them, and it was a continuous explosion.

They are very familiar with this kind of explosion, it is caused by their grenades, but why would their own grenades blow themselves up?

"Yaga, who the hell is throwing grenades at us?"

A devil captain yelled angrily, completely unable to understand what was going on in front of him.

At this time, the Eighth Route Army, which had just been suppressed not far away, suddenly eased up, and a soldier with a bloody face reported to the battalion commander next to him:

"Battalion commander, there seems to be something wrong inside the devil, it seems that someone is helping us!"

At this time, the battalion commander wrapped the wound on his arm with a rag, gritted his teeth and looked at the devil in front of him, and then shouted at a group of people:

"Evacuate with me!"