"You rabbit cub, you shot seventy shells at once, you loser, do you have such a cannonball, believe it or not, I will stuff you into the barrel and shoot out"

Tang Ming's palm kept patting Erzhuzi's head, and his mouth kept scolding.

He was really angry with his subordinates, and he fired seventy shells in an ambush battle, if he wasn't still on the battlefield now, he would have beaten the two pillars hard, and he couldn't get up from beating this goods, so that he could remember that there is a behavior called thrift.

"The head of the regiment is all here, let us rest assured to fight boldly"

In the face of the beating of his old boss, Erzhuzi, who knew that he was at a loss, did not dare to slip away, but just covered his head with both hands, and at the same time came out like an order from the regiment commander to pray for a light beating.

"The regiment commander, the regiment commander, the regiment commander is to fight boldly and with confidence, you are a mess of fighting, you are not fighting devils, you are ploughing" Seeing that he still dared to quibble, Tang Ming fought harder.

"Regiment leader, let's fight the puppet army, what is the name of the bloody hand Wang Tu, the corpse of the commander of the puppet army is still there, no one has cleaned it up," Erzhuzi reminded.

"Hmm" Tang Ming's eyebrows furrowed, and his hands worked harder.

"If you didn't hit the devil, you fired seventy shells, so if you were a devil, you wouldn't have to shoot a few hundred shells? The little stock in the regiment is enough for you to fight alone, do you want to do it as the commander of this artillery company? I'm going to carry a cannonball for you? ”

"I'm sorry, regimental commander, next time I promise to kill at least three enemies with one shell"

Erzhu, who had been beaten dozens of times, finally saw the form clearly, that is, no matter what he was, he couldn't run away from this beating, so he stopped continuing to ink, and honestly held his head with his hands, intending to protect his intelligence from being beaten as a fool by the regiment commander.

"Company Commander Tang, it's just a few dozen shells, meaning"

After winning two battles in a row, and having played in person, Grand Master Zhang was in a good mood, and naturally didn't care about the waste of dozens of shells, of course, the most important thing was that he got a message when he said goodbye to Luo Yun last time.

Within a month, more than 2,000 shells and a large number of weapons and ammunition would be transported, so that he could prepare enough mules and horses to transport them.

Moreover, he discovered a situation, it was really cool to fight with super firepower, and this ambush battle was officially because of the chaos of the two pillars, and this group of puppet soldiers and devils did not even organize an effective resistance.

Thinking that he would be able to play the tactics of high firepower output in the future, Grand Master Zhang was very excited when he thought about it at this time.

Why have they been being chased and beaten by devils, it's not that their firepower is inferior to devils, and their equipment is not as good as devils.

Hmph, wait for Lao Tzu's firepower and equipment to be sufficient...

Grand Master Zhang hummed in his heart...

The regiment commander had spoken, Tang Ming naturally had to give face, so he stopped beating the second pillar, and when the second pillar saw the company commander stop, he immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet.

"Commander, it's been more than half an hour, why don't the devils come to support?"

Ignoring the two pillars who had fled secretly, Tang Ming opened his mouth to ask his own head of the group.

"The devils are in a state of shrinking their defense, and that team of devils took the opportunity to escape at the beginning, so that more than a hundred puppet troops were ambushed, so they won't come out to the rescue" Master Zhang saw it clearly.

"Yes, after all, it's just a few second devils cannon fodder" Tang Ming also nodded.

"Hey, by the way, that bloody hand Wang Tu seems to have been killed, let's go see this so-called Wanping City devil?" He proposed to the regimental commander.

"Ahem... Hmmm... I still have something to do, you can go and see for yourself, it's over there" Hearing this, Grand Master Zhang first stiffened his throat, then pointed to the location of Wang Tu's corpse, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Tang Ming looked at his head of the regiment suspiciously, and walked in the direction where the head of the regiment pointed his finger.

Vomiting···

A few minutes later, a violent vomiting sound came out of Tang Ming's mouth.

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Devil's camp, artillery squadron positions.

"Flare change"

Kazuo Imai, the leader of the artillery squadron, looked at the fleeing attackers and calmly gave a new order.

Pull open the bolt, withdraw the loaded anti-personnel grenade, then stuff the flare, close the bolt, the devil on the gun position skillfully replaced the shell, and as the gun was pointed in the direction of Luo Yun, they pulled the firing gun rope.

Bumper ·····

Mountain artillery lighting can be much brighter than mortars, and it lasts longer.

"Forty seconds later, the flares continued," Kazuo Imai continued to order.

Under the clear light of the new flares, Yoji Matsuda, who was sprinting at the front, was only three hundred meters away from Luo Yun at this time, so he saw Luo Yun's current state clearly, and also saw his bleeding arms.

"Shoot, shoot"

Although the pig charge is a bayonet tactic, Matsuda Yoji is not a fool, he naturally knows that with the speed shown by the other party, it is impossible for their group of people to rush up and fight the bayonet, but his goal has been achieved.

As he had predicted, in the face of the Imperial Army's Banzai charge, the attacker was so frightened that he turned around and ran away, and was injured.

Bang Bang ·

The devils in the central charge formation were half-crouching, holding their guns and shooting at Luo Yun by the bright light of the flares.

At a distance of three hundred meters, the shooting of nearly a hundred devil riflemen, although the firepower density is far less than the previous machine gun, but the devil riflemen themselves are known for their accurate shooting, and they are also the elite brigade in the permanent division, so even if Luo Yun is still moving left and right to evade, he was still shot, and this time it was still a thigh. was shot in the thigh, Luo Yun was naturally unsteady on his feet, and fell into a piece of grass with a flutter.

Pursuit, pursuit...

Seeing that the enemy was knocked down, Yoji Matsuda was instantly overjoyed, and rushed forward with a command knife...

"Shhh Made··· It hurts me to death."

In the grass, Luo Yun casually threw away the shell gun in his hand, and then hurriedly tied the healing bandage to his thigh, and his mouth kept pouring and gasping for cool air.

"Made, you can't enjoy the seven percent pain threshold for shooting yourself"

The healing bandage was so effective that as soon as it was tied, the wound disappeared, and even the clothes were repaired, except for a pool of blood left on the ground.

Turning his head to look at the devil Dazuo who was holding a knife and howling excitedly, Luo Yun pursed his lips.

"Makes you live a little longer"

Then he got up again and ran backwards, and it was extremely fast, but his steps were a little staggering.

As soon as he ran a few dozen meters away, Luo Yun stumbled and fell on Lin again, and after standing up again, he had a large red cloth bag in his hand that kept oozing blood, and inside was the corpse of the devil he pretended.

And Luo Yun's run and fall was simply the most beautiful picture in the world in the eyes of Matsuda Yoji, and he also saw the object that Luo Yun picked up.

Although he couldn't see clearly what the attacker was carrying, what he was reluctant to put down when he was seriously injured must be a good thing, maybe it was a mysterious weapon that could fire silently.

"Kill and give"

Wielding a katana, he ran harder.