Fang Buwei pulled the latch, estimated the distance, and threw it out.

The first time I didn't grasp the strength well, it was a little farther away.

The soldier next to the "pop ......" pulled the trigger, and the bullets rained down.

"Keep blowing up ......," Fang Buwei roared, and threw the second grenade out.

The terrain is not high, the other party is still lying down, and the possibility of the bullet hitting is very small, so the party does not let the soldiers shoot, but is just guarding against the Japanese dogs jumping over the wall in a hurry and rushing over.

There were screams, but there was no explosion of explosives, and it seems that the two teams of Japanese spies did not carry explosives bags.

It is also possible that it did not detonate.

If you don't have time, just leave it to Ye Xingzhong to deal with.

Fang Buwei grabbed the submachine gun and binoculars and hung them on his back, pulled over the prepared armed belt, landed on all fours, and galloped away like a beast.

Stray bullets don't have long eyes, and God knows where the bullets will fly if the Japanese shoot without any vision?

Ye Xingzhong's grenade was thrown, and he felt that his surroundings were empty, and when he looked at it again, when was there a figure of Fang Buwei?

Fuck it!

Ye Xingzhong's teeth rattled.

I forgot my duty and forgot my duty......

It's too late to catch up!

"Fry it for Lao Tzu!" Ye Xingzhong roared angrily.

After running sixty or seventy meters, Fang Buwei shouted at the top of his voice: "Zhao Shirui, in the direction of eleven o'clock, at a distance of twenty meters, throw thunder, shoot ......."

Ye Xingzhong was still throwing grenades, and the Japanese were howling again, and if they were far away, Zhao Shirui might not be able to hear them.

"Eleven o'clock, twenty meters ......" Zhao Shirui pointed to the direction where Fang Buwei shouted, and shouted loudly to a company commander next to him: "Follow my fingers, twenty meters, blow up Lao Tzu ......"

This kind of orientation with the dial is also clear to the secret service and a few people who often approach Fang Buwei, and where will others understand.

It's not that Fang Buwei doesn't want to promote, but no one wants to learn.

After a few explosions, Zhao Shirui admired the screams coming from the place where the explosion sounded.

Fortunately, Fang is not the commander, but himself, and I don't know how many lives I have to take to fill it.

He gradually understood Fang Buwei's thoughts.

The slightest risk can save hundreds of lives......

As soon as I thought of this, there were a few "whoosh" sounds in my ears, and a few bullets flew by.

Zhao Shirui thought it was a stray bullet and didn't pay much attention to it, but the Japanese bullets were splashed here like money.

Zhao Shirui propped up his hands and quickly turned over the small mound, shocked and suspicious: How did the Japanese know that someone was hiding here?

Hearing Zhao Shirui's action, Fang Buwei was about to turn, and when he ran to Zheng Shifei's side, a scream suddenly came from more than ten meters on his side.

It was the soldier in charge of the encirclement who was wounded.

"Chirp ......" A few soil flowers splashed around him, and Fang Bu rolled on the spot.

Sure enough, there are shooters.

Zhao Shirui could hear his own shouts, and the Japanese not far from him could also hear them.

If you listen to the content of your own shouting, you will definitely be able to judge the identity of your commander.

Think Lao Tzu has no more recruits?

Fang Buwei sneered, threw himself on the ground, and crawled forward like a lizard.

……

Taro was so hateful that he almost crushed his teeth.

When an explosion came from the direction of the river, he thought it was a coincidence, but then grenades and gunshots rang out from the opposite side, completely shattering his illusions.

Can the enemy commander determine the position of his squad?

When he heard the words "eleven o'clock" announced, Taro was convinced.

He couldn't figure it out, how did the enemy commander see it?

The distance was too far away, and the grenade couldn't explode, so Taro had to order his subordinates to shoot at the area where the sound was made, and calculated Zhao Shirui's location according to the sound of the explosion and the direction that Fang Buwei had shouted.

That's how the bullets around the two of them flew over.

The Japanese dare to automatically reveal their position, what are they waiting for?

Fang Buwei first shouted: "Zheng Shifei, twelve o'clock...... Fengjiashan, nine o'clock azimuth ......"

These two are previously detected positions, no matter how fast the Japanese are, how many meters can they move forward in a lying position in less than a minute?

After shouting, Fang Buwei climbed forward more than ten meters, judged the direction and distance according to the other party's gunshots, took out a grenade and threw it out.

The grenade exploded on Taro's side, and Taro even heard the sound of shrapnel piercing the bones under his hand.

After giving the order, he hid in the mouth of the cave, and was only splashed with a layer of dirt.

There were a series of explosions and screams in his ears, and Taro knew that the other party was not untargeted, but could really accurately determine the location of the gun based on the sound of the gun.

Looking at the time interval between the explosions of the grenade, it should have been thrown by one person.

Should it be the commander?

I have served in the Kwantung Army for seven or eight years, fought with the Soviets and the Northeast Army, and experienced dozens of large and small battles, but I have never heard of anyone with this ability......

A battle master that you have never seen!

Taro's heart is like ashes.

I'm afraid I won't be spared today!

If you continue to hide, the squads will only be defeated by this master one by one, and the warriors will not even have a chance to throw out the explosive pack.

Only by fighting back can there be a glimmer of hope for the same end......

Taro bit it, poked his head into the hole, and roared loudly, "Jade shatter! ”

Fang Buwei also heard it.

Broken jade?

This is the slogan of the Japanese counteroffensive?

Listening to the voice, at least five or six people shouted together, and the position was in the direction where they had just thrown the grenade.

With so much qi, it seems that none of them are injured.

Fang Buwei recalled for a moment, that location should be a cave entrance, and these people might be hiding below the ground.

These Japanese may soon come out of the other exits, so there is no need to waste time here.

Since you want to counterattack, then it will be done to you.

Fang Bu lay down for the sky: shouted loudly: "Order, shoot indiscriminately!" ”

"Indiscriminate shooting ......"

The overwhelming sound came from all directions one after another, and Taro gritted his teeth tightly.

Without nearly a thousand people, there is no way to shout this kind of momentum.

The commander of the branch had obviously received specific information a long time ago, so that he could mobilize so many people under his nose overnight and form an encirclement around the vault.

Why is it so accurate, just to enclose the tunnel in the middle?

It should be that Eguchi and Furutani have rebelled, not Takeda, otherwise the steamer in the river would not have stopped in the middle of the river all the time, and would have opened fire a long time ago.

Fortunately, the people of China didn't know that there were more than 100,000 taels of gold under the tunnel!

Taro smirked and went down the tunnel.

Even if he wanted to apologize to the emperor, he had to write down this information first......

Five minutes later, Taro rolled up a strip of cloth, stuffed it into a tin can, nailed it with a cork, and threw it hard in the direction of the tiger's mouth.

The tin can rolled out of the hole by inertia and fell into the water.

The sound of gunfire and explosions outside continued, but it didn't affect Taro in the slightest.

He rubbed a short knife with a clean towel with a gentle motion, as if caressing his lover's skin.

"Your Excellency the Emperor, I'm sorry!" Taro knelt down in the southeast direction, kowtowed, then held the knife in both hands, aimed it at the mid-abdomen, and stabbed it down.

"Yike...... Hiss......" Taro snorted, gasped, gritted his teeth, and pulled the handle diagonally to the left.

With a cry of pain, Taro's eyes burst out and almost jumped out of his sockets.

As if in a tug-of-war, Taro's throat made a few strange noises, and a mouthful of blood foamed out, and Taro's head hung deeply.