The devil did not wait for supplies, but waited for a telegram that the convoy had arrived at the designated place and hoped that they would receive it.

After receiving this telegram, Shaozo of the devil beat the dispatcher severely, because he felt that the telegram was mistranslated.

So the telegraph operator translated it three more times, and finally confirmed that the information was correct.

The commander of a group of devils, wrapped in a military coat at this time, walked to the door with a katana in his hand and found that there was no one on the road except snow or snow, where the there were trucks of supplies?

"Go and ask what's going on with the intelligence services? The supplies didn't arrive at all, did something happen halfway through? ”

When the devil Shaozuo said this, he really made him right, the troops sent out to receive the supplies had not yet returned, and when these people came back, they found that everyone was disgraced and very depressed.

Seeing this, the commander angrily asked:

"What's going on? Why didn't I see the supplies? ”

"Shao Zuo, when we arrived, we found the corpses of Imperial soldiers all over the ground, and the truck was gone.

"Yaga!"

When the young master of the devil heard this, he slapped the second lieutenant in charge of answering a few times on the spot, and the other party's face was now red from the cold, and he only knew that it was hey, and it didn't hurt to fight so cold anyway.

But now it's useless to hit people in a hurry, the devil doesn't have many supplies on his body, although he has enough food, but this weather is not forgiving, several soldiers have frozen out of the disease, and some seriously injured people have not been able to send out, I don't know how long they can carry it in such a cold weather?

Although the fire in their limbs can barely hold on, they are now fighting, and they are attacking, what is it to stay at home?

In the end, the devil had no choice but to hurry the death squad to launch an attack on the dirt eight roads.

Some of the armored vehicles have broken through the encirclement and rushed over, and now the devils are ready to let the armored vehicles take the death squad to attack the position of the Eighth Road.

Seeing these devils shirtless, with plaster bands tied to their heads, they didn't forget to drink a few bowls of cold wine before leaving, and I don't know if they will have stomach aches when they fight.

Li Feng has come back a long time ago, anyway, the trenches have been dug deep enough, the soldiers are now very warm, there are fires everywhere, plus most of the snow and mud in the trenches have been shoveled out before standing on anything, and now the trenches are quite dry.

"I said boss, this little devil won't be cowardly, don't dare to attack!"

An old soldier was holding a gun, and his ears on his hat were hanging down to cover his face, looking like a leopard.

Now the image of the Eighth Route Army doesn't look so good, after all, they are very bloated in cotton jackets, and many people even only show one nose, and even their eyes are deliberately pulled down to block it.

"Well, who knows what the little devil is thinking now? We've got their hands on their cotton clothes, and now they only have the strategy of breaking the kettle and fighting against the water! ”

"Boss, what do you mean by a shipwreck?" 51

Talking to some peasant-born veterans that these allusions are pure nonsense, so Li Feng told them that the next battle would either not be there, or it would be very tragic, and the little devil was going to jump off the wall in a hurry.

At this time, the sentinels at the front staggered into the trench and ran towards Li Feng's headquarters in a bit of a hurry.

"Report to the boss, the little devil is dispatched, there are seven or eight Iron King Eight in front of him, and then there are a lot of devils behind Iron King Eight, all of them are shirtless as if they have pasted a charm, and they don't look very afraid of the cold!"

Hearing such a report from the forward sentry, the little fat man knew that something was wrong, and immediately picked up the body of the gun cat, threw down the thin quilt and walked out of the trench.

As he walked, he shouted: "Everyone is ready to fight, the little devil has already begun to jump over the wall, if we can hold on, it will be victory, and then it will be the beginning of the counterattack." ”

When the soldiers heard this, they stuffed their quilts back into the trench holes, and then lay on the edge of the trenches with their guns, no matter how much snow fell at this time, they could not stop their passion for fighting.

About three minutes later, the little fat man also saw some soldiers pouring urine on the bayonets, and I don't know which bastard spread the news that the devil had pasted the talisman, causing some superstitious soldiers not to forget to pour urine to destroy evil spirits.

Li Feng also thought that this routine was very good, so he took a bayonet and handed over a handful of urine, and then Meimei inserted the bayonet into the head of the gun.

At this time, Li Feng saw seven or eight bubble pipes stretched out, and then there were some huge behemoths like Wang Ba.

The little devil used the armored car to open the way, and wanted to take the position of the Eighth Route Army in one go, especially when he vaguely saw the back of the armored car, followed by a lot of shirtless devil death squads, he knew that they were fighting to the death.

"Haha, the little devil really can't do it, order the people on the left and right flanks to hold on to me, don't let the little devil break through our flank at this time, as long as this wave of attacks in front of you holds the little devil's sharpness, there will be no more.

Brothers, as long as we can resist, we will win, and it will be okay to pee towards the devil when the time comes. ”

The soldiers all laughed when they heard this, after a few battles, all of them became veterans, and some of them became elite soldiers, for the boss to say this kind of meat, of course they were happy to listen, after all, it is a rare pastime!

The devil thought it was very strange, obviously the armored vehicles had already driven so close, why hadn't the Tuba Road launched an attack yet?

The little fat man made a lot of gasoline bottles prepared, this kind of earthy incendiary bomb is very useful, although it is a snowy day, but this kind of thing seems to be better in places with a lot of water.

The devil's tank launched an artillery bombardment in advance, and it was a fierce bombardment of their machine-gun position, and the machine-gun position was finally unable to bear it after several consecutive blows, but fortunately, the fighters inside withdrew quickly, and only one heavy machine gun was lost.

When Li Feng heard that his heavy machine gun was gone, his eyes were bloodshot, and he grabbed a gasoline bottle with one hand and shouted to the powerful soldiers around him:

"Don't save what I want, throw it at the devil's Iron King Eight as much as possible, it doesn't matter if you can't throw it on the Iron King Eight, do you see the shirtless devils in the back, it's okay to roast them!"

Just when the devils thought that the Eighth Route Army was frightened by their courage, suddenly many small things were thrown from the sky.

It was all glass bottles, most of them smashed on top of the tank, and a few of them hit the ground.

Soon one by one, the tanks turned into burning kings......