Seeing that the corpse of another Japanese soldier was thrown into the trench by Sha Bangquen, Mo Tianliu, who had already changed into a full set of Japanese military uniforms, casually put his German 20-shot pistol into his arms, and looked at several other martial arts team members who were also dressed as Japanese soldiers, and a slight smile appeared on his face: "Brothers, we have taken over this job, I'm afraid we won't be able to come back!" If you have anything else to say, hurry up and say it now! What is there to do, when this battle is over, the living brothers will definitely be able to do it for us? ”

Turning his head to look at Yang Chao, who had just retreated to the trench and squatting beside everyone, he shook his head very simply in case of a sound: "I originally thought that I would get my head by hunting and farming in this life, and I just hoped that I could eat a full meal every once in a while." But now...... I have made a name for myself in fighting devils, and all the towns and villages know my name in case I go ringing! There are people who praise when they are alive, and there are people who talk about it when they die, this life is ....... It's worth it, and there's nothing to say! ”

A little bit of a smile appeared at Yang Chao, and another member of the martial arts team who was wearing a Japanese military uniform said with a low smile: "It's nothing...... The family has the help of the villagers, and the younger brother has also become a children's group...... Nothing......"

"My two brothers, my brother is gone in the He family's big set, and I am here today...... There's no one in the house! I just want to tell Cuihua in Xiaowu Village, don't wait for me, find a suitable marriage......"

"Instructor, father and mother at home, I have to ask the people in the village to take care of me more, and there is nothing left!"

Stretching out his hand and patting Yang Chao on the shoulder, Mo Tianliu stood up neatly: "Take care of some mallets for me!" Tell Commander Li that I'm going to accompany the old captain first! At four o'clock and eight festivals in the future, the incense in front of the old captain's spirit cannot be broken! ”

Without waiting for Yang Chao to say anything more, Mo Tianliu suddenly turned over and jumped out of the trench, leading several martial arts workers who had changed into Japanese military uniforms to roll all the way down the dysentery ridge, but in the blink of an eye, he slipped into the Japanese soldiers who were forced to retreat by the martial arts workers.

Pretending to wield a bayonet and fighting with a member of the martial arts team, Mo Tianliu opened his voice and shouted: "Retreat...... I can't support it...... Retreat......"

Shouting loudly as usual, several members of the martial arts engineering team who had changed into Japanese military uniforms shouted and retreated, and even while retreating, they deliberately rammed into the Japanese soldiers who were still wielding bayonets and fighting with the martial engineering members, which suddenly caused chaos in the formation of the Japanese soldiers who were already in the danger of rout. Under the focused care of several sharpshooters of the martial arts engineering team, all the grassroots officers of the Japanese army who participated in the attack had been killed, which made the Japanese soldiers in a disadvantageous position even more at a loss, and they could only watch as they were forced to retreat back towards the Dysentery Ridge by the more and more courageous martial arts workers......

Waving the 38 cover in his hand, Mo Tianliu gently set aside the bayonet that he had stabbed at the martial arts team member who was attacking him with a bluff, and shouted at the martial arts team member in a suppressed voice: "It's almost over, quickly retreat!" If you rush forward again, you will crash into the machine-gun fire arranged by the devils! ”

Nodding quickly, the martial arts team members who had been fighting with Mo Tianliu for a while suddenly opened their voices and shouted: "Retreat!" The captain has an order, hurry up and retreat! ”

Picking up a Japanese soldier who had been stabbed through the stomach and even his intestines flowed out, Mo Tianliu used the 38 big cover as a crutch to support his body, and walked step by step towards the Japanese army's offensive preparation position at the foot of the Dysenteric Mountain, shouting loudly: "No matter what, please hold on a little longer...... I'll take you to the health guard, please hold on! ”

Seeing that many martial arts engineers alternately covered and supported the wounded and retreated, several martial arts engineers who had changed into Japanese military uniforms also supported the injured Japanese soldiers who fell to the ground, and kept up with Mo Tianliu's pace with shouts: "I will definitely let you get treatment......

"Please, even if the pain is unbearable, be strong!"

Amid the indiscriminate shouting, Mo Tianliu and others supported several wounded Japanese soldiers, rolled in a large number of withdrawn Japanese soldiers and returned to the attack preparation position. While handing over the wounded Japanese soldier who was holding him with a lot of breath and a little air intake to the Japanese health soldiers who came forward, Mo Tianliu peeked at the situation on the Japanese artillery position in the distance. When he saw several Japanese trucks loaded with ammunition slowly stopping near the artillery position, Mo Tianliu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly opened his voice and shouted: "The ammunition for the artillery has been delivered!" Ladies and gentlemen, if there is an all-out attack by artillery, then if you make another assault, you will be able to take the position that is being garrisoned by the enemy in front of you! Let's all go and help the artillerymen carry the ammunition! The sooner you have enough artillery suppression, the sooner you can achieve your combat goals! ”

Sitting on the ground tiredly, several Japanese soldiers who had just retreated from the attack front line took a big sip of water while holding a kettle, and looked at Mo Tianliu with ignorance: "What a nasty guy!" Isn't it possible to make this guy tired after a tough attack? ”

"Artillery bastards are easy enough, shouldn't they be doing such a thing as carrying ammunition themselves? No matter what others think, I don't want to move anymore until the superior gives the order! ”

Pretending to be unusually enthusiastic, Mo Tianliu led several members of the martial arts team with a shout, and ran towards the direction of the Japanese artillery position, and after a while, he rushed to the trucks transporting ammunition.

Carrying a heavy box of shells, Mo Tianliu shouted to a Japanese officer standing next to the truck counting the ammunition with some flattery: "Your Excellency, where should the ammunition be carried?" ”

Looking at Mo Tianliu who took the initiative to help carry the ammunition, the Japanese officer in charge of counting the ammunition hesitated for a moment before nodding at Mo Tianliu: "Hard work!" These are mortar shells, and it is enough to carry them to the No. A cantonment point in a centralized manner! You were also involved in Fang Cai's attack, right? ”

Nodding hurriedly, Mo Tianliu replied very respectfully: "I'm really sorry, I still couldn't defeat the enemy!" Without the support of the artillery team, it is indeed very difficult to achieve the combat goal! ”

Nodding proudly, the Japanese officer in charge of counting the ammunition casually replied: "It still needs the joint efforts of all the gentlemen of the infantry team!" After the supply of shells is completed, the next attack should be able to achieve the combat goal! ”

Without agreeing, Mo Tianliu and several members of the armed engineering team carrying ammunition boxes turned their heads and strode towards the ammunition cantonment of the Japanese artillery, but their eyes were looking around at the deployment of the Japanese artillery positions. After walking back and forth twice, he quietly approached Mo Tianliu's side with a box of shells again, lowered his voice and said to Mo Tianliu: "Brother Tianliu, the artillery position of the devil is quite spacious, and the place where the shells are collected is quite far away from those cannons. I want to destroy the devil's cannon at once...... Isn't it easy? ”

Towards a few Japanese artillerymen gathered together to repair grenadiers, Mo Tianliu whispered: "How did you summon that thing?" ”

He nodded hesitantly, and whispered in case of ringing: "It's okay!" I don't dare to say that there is a hand to raise, where to point and where to fight, but there can be more or less eight or nine without leaving ten! ”

"That's it! I saw that the devil artillery had already repaired two or three grenadiers, and the other devil's ammunition depot also had some grenadier grenades! Let's grab two grenadiers in a moment and go straight to the devil's ammunition depot! ”

"Ben to the devil's ammunition depot? As long as that devil shoots us, we won't .....".

"I guess the devil didn't dare to shoot at the ammunition depot for a while! If we can seize the devil's stunned kung fu and use the grenadier to kill the devil's cannons, it's really not possible...... It's good to destroy some ammunition for the devils, and it can be regarded as grabbing some time for the brothers on the Dysentery Ridge! As long as the devil's cannon is dumbfounded, the instructor and the other brothers will naturally be able to ......"

Before Mo Tianliu finished speaking, there was already a fierce gunfire in the direction of the lower intersection of the Dysentery Ridge. With the sound of fierce gunfire, two Japanese soldiers quickly ran in the direction of the Japanese attack preparation position. The people were still far away, and the hoarse shouts had faintly reached the ears of Mo Tianliu and the others: "Enemy attack!" Brigade of enemy troops...... Enemy attack ......"

Hearing the alarm from the Japanese soldiers rushing back, the Japanese artillery officer, who had already counted all the ammunition, immediately rushed towards the artillery position, shouting loudly: "Artillery transfer position!" Preset artillery bars and prepare artillery fire to blockade ......"

In the sound of success, all the Japanese artillery took action, moving the muzzle of the artillery that was originally aimed in the direction of the Dysentery Ridge and aiming it at the direction of the intersection. For a while, no one noticed Mo Tianliu and the others standing in the artillery position with ammunition boxes on their shoulders.

And on the Japanese offensive preparation position, the Japanese infantry, who had also been warned, also began to make emergency moves. Some of the Japanese soldiers relied on the makeshift fortifications on the offensive preparation positions to put on a defensive posture against the military engineers on the Dysentery Ridge. The other part of the Japanese soldiers quickly assembled and rushed towards the intersection of the lower section of the Dysentery Ridge, as if they wanted to rely on some of the original dilapidated fortifications near the left of the intersection to block the sudden attack of the Eighth Route Army Brigade?

Looking coldly at the busy Japanese soldiers, Mo Tianliu turned his eyes and looked at a Type 92 infantry gun that had just turned the muzzle and was located at the very corner of the Japanese artillery position: "It's really a fucking pillow when I was sleepy!" The big guy grabbed the cannon with me, and if you can't shoot, don't shoot yet! ”

Whispering to Mo Tianliu's order, in case of a ring, several members of the martial arts team suddenly carried the ammunition box and rushed towards the Type 92 infantry cannon that Mo Tianliu had taken a fancy to.

Striding to the front, Mo Tianliu put down the ammunition box on his shoulder, and shouted at several Japanese artillerymen who were controlling the Type 92 infantry guns and aimed their muzzles at the lower intersection of the Dysentery Ridge: "The shells are here!" Everyone, do your best! ”

Nodding gratefully to Mo Tianliu and the others, a Japanese veteran hurriedly shouted, "Thank you so much!" Please come back to this camp as soon as possible! I'm afraid the next battle will be even more difficult, you must work hard! ”

Turning his head to look at several martial artists who had already been close to a Japanese artilleryman, Mo Tianliu flipped his wrist violently, pulled out his customary long dagger from his sleeve, and stabbed it into the heart of the Japanese veteran: "Lao Tzu really wants to work hard to kill devils....... It's right from you! ”