Thirty miles east of Furong Town, the devils have built a huge transit station here, claiming that this is their temporary station.

The intelligence system of the Eighth Route Army is so powerful that even the little devils are very afraid, so it is not unusual to get this kind of information, and it would be truly shocking if this place could be knocked out.

The little fat man came with the troops in the spirit of humanitarianism, and he didn't see half a person along the way, and it seemed that he was afraid of the devil's burning, killing, looting and secretly hiding.

I originally wanted to rob the devil at night, but I heard that it might rain tonight, and it might be a little troublesome to transport supplies at that time, so Li Feng prepared to sneak in during the day.

Originally, Li Feng thought that the devil attached great importance to him, it must be because of his strong combat effectiveness, of course, the actual situation is indeed the case, and the aura of slaughter can be felt from the troops defended by the devil, which shows that the combat effectiveness of this army is indeed very strong.

But behind this murderous atmosphere is a screen full of exhaustion and laziness, feeling like a soldier who has come to vacation after a battle.

"Boss, did this little devil dig a hole for us? This defense is a bit lax!

Although the combination of this defense is seamless, but you look at this execution, I think it is almost the same as the puppet army, isn't it that these devils are all impersonated by the puppet army? ”

The eagle was a little suspicious, but he didn't expect Li Feng to shake his head and say:

"Although the execution of these devils is not very good, but if you look at their queues and uniform pace, this is definitely not something that the puppet army can impersonate, unless it is the genuine Central Army that becomes a puppet army.

However, the Central Army in this vicinity does not seem to have such strong combat effectiveness, needless to say, we can feel the murderous aura on their bodies. ”

A group of people finally looked at me, and I looked at yours before they came to a conclusion, that is, the little devil was too arrogant, and he actually relaxed his guard in this situation.

God-given opportunity, the little devils are so careless, and they think how determined they are to destroy the Eighth Route Army, and the troops defending in the rear are like being in their own backyards, and for them there is no difference between them and being undefended.

The actual situation is indeed the case, Li Feng and Eagle and others, who came to the front to investigate, touched the transfer station of the devil, and no one found it inside.

The little fat man entered this transfer station only to find that this bird place was indeed a bit big, and there were stacks of materials inside, which seemed to be for a wing.

"Boss, see what this is?" The eagle opened a box and motioned to Li Feng to look inside, it was a disassembled Type 92 heavy machine gun, looking at the many such boxes, there was no need to guess that the little devil had invested a lot of money this time.

After looking for a long time, I found that most of this bird place was weapons and equipment, and only a small part was food and other things, which made the little fat man can't help but have a question in his head.

"Don't little devils have the awareness to guard against the cold?"

It is very likely that it will snow in the next few days, which Li Feng has been estimating, so he asked the soldiers of the army to bring cotton clothes and quilts, the purpose is to prevent a sudden cold wave during the battle, and it is nonsense to fight if the gun is unstable at that time!

But in this bird place, don't talk about quilts, I don't even see half of the cotton clothes, please the little devil is actually running naked!

Finally found the meat jar, kicked several times on his body and ran back with the eagle, the smooth running out was really unexpected, not to mention any nervousness, Li Feng estimated that he let Er Fat crawl over, these devils will not find out, you must know that Er Fat's slow guy is very eye-catching, if the devil can't even find it, Li Feng should really think about how to get these materials back, after all, it's only a matter of time to kill these devils.

After coming back, everyone was very surprised, especially when they saw the boss eating canned food and drinking water, they were very envious, thinking that they would have to eat a few cans of canned food when they turned around, and they had to let someone who had no food watch in front of them for the time being.

"That's the battle plan, our ghost people are responsible for taking the lead in killing the devils on the garrison, and the rest of you are the ones who block the devil's barracks, don't let them get close to the arsenal, or throw bombs inside, it will destroy these materials, Lao Tzu still wants to take all these things back, don't damage him!"

The little devil was uncomfortable living in this arsenal, so he simply separated the place where the supplies were stored at this transit station, and the troops were stationed in another place.

This is really cheap Li Feng for nothing, so many materials, God is making him rich, could it be that he opened his eyes to help so many refugees and wanted to compensate him for the heavy losses?

In this hurry, there were not many artillery soldiers brought over, and all the mortars were carried by their soldiers, so how many devils could be killed by this shelling is still a question?

The transportation of mortars is not a hassle, the trouble is the transportation of mortar shells.

"Boss, I think we should take down the arsenal first, I just saw that there are eight Type 92 infantry guns inside, if you drag him out and bombard the devil's barracks, I believe this battle will end soon."

The eagle smoked and said casually, and then an artilleryman rushed up and pressed the eagle to the ground as if he had died of his parents, grabbed him by the collar desperately, his eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted excitedly:

"You say it's true? Is there really eight Type 92 infantry guns? ”

The eagle had just eaten a pile of soot, and the commander of the artillery was a little excited, so much so that he moved too much, and spat hard, and then the eagle scolded him angrily:

"Isn't it just eight Type 92 infantry guns, I have also seen other mountain artillery, we are now the main force, the elite of the elite, I am so excited when I see a few cannons, can I have a little interest?"

"Ahh

Yes, since the eagle fell in love with the widow, this has added a habit, that is, frantically collecting famous watches, and then offering courtesy to Wu Mengjiao.

The intelligence officer in charge of delivering the news was already very irritable, because every time the eagle would get several precious watches and ask him to bring them to Wu Mengjiao, which made him a little scared, what if he ran into robbers on the way? These watches look like they're worth a lot of money!

"Fuck you, what's wrong with Lao Tzu collecting watches? That's what Lao Tzu snatched with his life, did you snatch back your artillery with your life? It's all our infantry who robbed it with their lives, and then again, you have to thank Lao Tzu for knowing? ”

"Fart, if it weren't for the early bombardment of our artillery, you would have been able to defeat the devil so easily?"

Ignoring the argument between the two, Li Feng buried his head in eating the canned meat in his hand, and just wanted to take another can, but suddenly found that he didn't seem to be grasping something in his hand, and when he looked around, he found that the big bald head wiped the oil on his mouth, folded his hands, and said with a smile:

"Amitabha, thank you for your hospitality!"

Li Feng's eyes glanced slightly, and he found that there were two more empty cans around the big bald head, and this thing couldn't eat it quickly!

Li Feng: The Buddha should rain down thunder!