The female reporter did not leave when she heard the words of the militiaman, but looked at him with a smile.

"The devil is really coming, you should hurry to a safe place!"

Wang Erhu, the militia captain, is in charge of all the work of the militia in the vicinity, and he is responsible for leading the team this time.

The female reporter's name is Luo Qi, and she is a reporter for the Q newspaper, and she wants to know very much what these militia are doing.

"How do you know the devil is coming?"

"Our captain said that the devils like to use this method of sneak attacks on the left and right flanks the most, and on the right flank, we also laid mines.

Originally, we were going to fight the devil head-on, but now we don't have enough troops, so we can only use the minefield to drag the devil. ”

Li Feng is now facing a shortage of troops, he is facing many crises, the food crisis has not been completely resolved, except for the fact that he has just obtained a large number of weapons and ammunition, the rest can be said to be lacking.

Just when the female reporter wanted to ask the next question, suddenly a militiaman hurriedly rushed over with a spear and said nervously to Wang Erhu:

"Captain, a large number of devils have been found not far away, and they are coming towards us!"

"And so it was!" Wang Erhu became serious, then took down the gun on his back and shouted at the militia around him:

"Everyone immediately buy the mines in their hands, and then go to the sides to ambush, we must drag these devils and wait for reinforcements from the large army."

The little fat man left a reserve, but what this reserve needs to do depends on the situation.

After all, there are many emergencies on the battlefield, such as artillery in distress, such as sneak attacks on the left and right flanks of devils, such as huge vacancies in a certain position, and all kinds of situations require reinforcements, so these people cannot be arranged in a certain position.

The female reporter was forcibly dragged aside, and then someone wanted to take her away, but Luo Qi was a dogskin plaster-like character, and she refused to leave if she had to stay here.

In the end, she couldn't leave, because the devil in front of her was slowly approaching here.

The little devil went into battle lightly, and the soldiers and horses of a squadron did not bring a heavy machine gun, but all of them were replaced with light machine guns, and they didn't even bring spare ammunition, it seemed that they wanted to quickly go around to the back of the Eighth Route Army to launch an attack.

"Captain, there are probably less than two hundred devils, and there are no heavy weapons, do we want to fight now?" A militiaman asked with some concern, after all, fighting with a squadron of devils, these militiamen have not yet experienced it, and if there is no cooperation from the minefield, it is estimated that they will be taken down by an attack.

"Don't worry, wait until they're all in your pockets, we have planted so many mines, we must play their best role."

Li Feng's mines are all produced by his own arsenal, and the power is beyond imagination, so much so that they always complain that the things made by the designers are too loud, and if they get close, it is estimated that their heads will buzz for several days, and there have been cases where soldiers have been deaf for months.

But now no one is talking about it, and they wish that the more powerful the mines, the better, and that a single mine would be able to reimburse them all.

Just when the devil just stepped into his pocket, Luo Qi couldn't help but take a photo, and the flashing state was quickly discovered by the devil, a little devil hit him with one shot, and pierced the tree on the spot, and the bullet grazed Wang Qi's shoulder, causing a bloody mark on her shoulder.

Wang Erhu pressed her to the ground fiercely, and then asked the soldiers to pull the mines, and I don't know what this woman thought, so she actually took pictures at this time.

"The hygienist is coming right now!"

Soon a hygienist dressed in militia clothes came over to bandage Luo Qi's wound, it was really lucky, the bullet only grazed a wound, if it hit the heart, it would be over!

Luo Qi was also a little guilty, she almost delayed the attack of these people.

The sound of the mine explosion was so violent that the screams of the little devils were quickly drowned out, and the whole land was covered with smoke and dust, and huge clods of earth flew into the sky and smashed on the backs of the soldiers.

The militia are also very tough, although their combat effectiveness is not very strong, but this endurance is not bad at all.

After an explosion, the little devil lost half of his people, and the angry little devil launched an attack on the militia, more than 100 militiamen responded, and after the first round of attack, more than 30 militia people died.

The number of militiamen in the fight became smaller and smaller, and in the end, only Wang Erhu and the remaining dozen or so wounded militiamen remained.

At this time, everyone was popular, and there was no fear at all, Wang Erhu looked at the beautiful reporter next to him, and then said to the two brothers next to him:

"Send him safely to the back immediately, Lao Tzu is going to fight the devil here!"

Luo Qi was forcibly taken away, and just after her two soldiers forcibly took a distance, she ran into the reinforcements of the Eighth Route Army, she hurriedly rushed over, pointed in the direction of Wang Erhu and shouted:

"Over there, he's over there, they need reinforcements......"

The reserves of the Eighth Route Army rushed quickly in the direction of Luo Qi's accusation, and when they arrived, only a few militiamen were resisting, and the reserves immediately launched an attack on the devils, and soon recaptured their positions.

Luo Qi also rushed over at this time, and at this time he saw Wang Erhu lying in a pool of blood.

Wang Erhu's body was covered with blood, and he was pierced by bullets through several holes, and the blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth couldn't be stopped, Luo Qi hurriedly rushed up, and helped him up with tears in his eyes and shouted:

"Medic, Medic, come here, there are wounded...... Woowoo woo ......"

"Ahem, no...... Don't bother...... Let the medic save the brothers who can survive, I can't live, hehe......"

"No, you will definitely live......" Luo Qi's tears fell, she still didn't know the name of this warrior, but the other party was still fighting the devil at the last moment.

"You...... You're so good-looking...... I...... Can I know what your name is? Wang Erhu's choked voice beat Luo Qi's heart like a giant hammer, only to hear her shouting:

"My name is Luo Qi, what's your name?"

"My name is Wang...... Wang Erhu, I just killed three devils, can you go and help me talk to Captain Li, let us militiamen join their troops, we didn't disgrace the Eighth Route Army in this battle, but ...... Can you ......?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Erhu tilted his head and stopped moving, no matter how Luo Qi shouted, there was no response.

"This soldier's name is Wang Erhu, I heard that it is the militia of the Eighth Route Army, their weapons are poor, and their combat effectiveness is not strong, but they are still fighting hard when the devil comes, even if all the members are fighting hard, they have not taken half a step back, and when they are dying, he implores me to bring a message to Captain Li, hoping to let them join the regular army.

At this time, I was not only thinking, what is a regular army?

These soldiers are fighting to the death against devils with their own blood, they are the regular army in my eyes, and in my eyes they are the incomparable iron-blooded steel army......" This is a passage published in the newspaper after Luo Qi returned to the newspaper...... The title is called Our Battle!