It's a good mood, because of this report, it's a big fire, and it's a precious fart, and now it's all looking at it in his binoculars! He can't see his own light enemy, but he can't stand the light enemy of others, and he has to make a few stretchers before he can do anything, can he bear it?

The reported devil was kicked down the slope, and several colleagues around him had to speak, what should I do? You, the substitute commander, have to give orders.

The devil lieutenant kept fiddling with the saber in his hand, making a thoughtful gesture, and the ink was inked for a long time before the old god opened his mouth on the ground: "Attack!" Suppress the attraction head-on, choose one side of the riverbank, do a scouting attack, and begin! ”

With the order given, several officers turned around and went downhill to prepare, and one couldn't help but praise: "It seems that he is still capable!" ”

The other glanced back, saw that he was far away from the lieutenant, and whispered back, "I'd rather trust the lieutenant." Lieutenant he will only attack, no matter what kind of battle, no matter what kind of target. From the day I was assigned to him, I haven't performed any other tactics. ”

The former was speechless, wondering whether to retract what he had just said.

"I'll take someone to do side preparations, and I'll ask for the front."

"Which side are you going to start with?"

"Upstream, leeward. It seems to be very cold today......

The two devil officers continued to mumble to each other, and eventually returned to their respective ranks, arranging the lieutenant's attack order.

……

The light in the armored car was dim, and the shooting holes looked bright and dazzling.

The gap between the heavy machine gun bolt that had stopped was still emitting smoke, lingering in this space, a faint smell, like a faint incense, stimulating the tense and dim figures around them.

"At least kill them!" The heavy machine gun shooter did not let go of the firing handle, and kept aiming out of the shooting hole, while muttering to the people around him, in order to show his composure, in fact, he wanted to wipe the sweat from his palms.

"If you wait for them to get out of the woods completely, none of them will go back!"

"Is it Brother Wang Qiang who asked me to fight?"

Wang Qiang frowned on his glasses, still looking at the open opposite side of the armored vehicle observation hole, and said without looking back: "It is impossible for them to get out of the woods, because they were already preparing to turn around and find shelter." After a pause, he added: "Anyone who is hanging around the shooting hole, put on a steel helmet, and it will not only be the devils who will be beaten, but also us in a while!" Except for the shooter and the sub-shooter, no one is allowed to stand behind the machine gun, and whoever comes over to watch the excitement like he did just now will let him get out and be a reserve! ”

……

A puppet soldier leaned against the trunk of a tree, and his head with a large brimmed hat was wrapped in a large circle of gauze, because he was missing half an ear.

Another puppet soldier hung a rifle crookedly from his cuffs, leaning against the other side of the tree trunk, covered in dried blood, looking awe-inspiring and invincible. He sucked the snot that was about to flow to his lips, and proudly raised his sparse eyebrows: "Lao Tzu and you are two different things!" You are a prisoner, Lao Tzu is an uprising, do you understand? ”

Half of the ear listened impatiently: "Is there an end?" Can you change someone to brag about X? ”

"Blow? Is this blown? The stone bridge killed the emperor in one go...... Devil. Can you? Do you have the guts? Cut—"

Half an ear was fed up with the ox X, and slammed the butt of the rifle to the ground, pointed at his bolt and said, "If it is warmer that day, Lao Tzu can capture the two eight ways alive!" Can you? Do you have the guts? Yes? I'll ask you, Devil Cow X or Eight Road Cow X? ”

“……”

That's a tough question to answer! Bragging X, I really want to say that the devil is more bullish X, but now this is the place of the Eight Roads, and he has become an Eight Roads, so who should he say about Niu X?

A bear appeared at some point, and the ugly bear face looked even more ugly because of the mood: "Can you two stop bragging about X?" What are you doing here? Grandma's believe it or not......"

The two puppet soldiers hurriedly stood upright: "That...... The second platoon commander said that it was the company commander...... Let's get the two of us to the second row. ”

“……”

"Where is the position of our second platoon?"

"This."

"This?"

The two puppet soldiers looked around at the emptiness and looked stupidly, and finally messed up in the wind......

Noises! Ears full of furious noise!

The sound of gunpowder deflagrating at high speed, the sound of the warhead scratching out of the chamber at high speed, the sound of the air being impacted, the sound of the metal machinery hitting and reciprocating at high speed, and the sound of the continuous drop of the bullet casing, all mixed into a unified violent noise that did not stop. It drowned out the sound of the bunker being hit continuously on the outer wall, the sound of bullets flying in and embedded in the back wall from time to time, and the sound of bullets occasionally flying in and grazing the metal body of the armored vehicle.

In the dimly lit pillbox, the shooting holes looked bright and dazzling, and the muzzles of the heavy machine guns that trembled in the impact burst out again and again with a warm faint light, and the smoke generated in a row was carried into the shooting holes by the wind passing through the armored vehicles, and mixed with the smoke that followed the beating shells again and again, diffuse, drift, and diffuse.

This is the job of the machine gunner, this is the point of fire, as the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, most of them are actually fighting in the bunker for the first time, this feeling is not as comfortable as they imagined, the narrow space with poor light and sight gradually makes them become anxious, completely without the initial sense of superiority.

The soldier in charge of transporting ammunition ran along the traffic trench with a bullet box in his arms, and just after running into the pillbox, he fell heavily at the entrance, and the bullet box in his arms fell off his hand, and the three hundred rounds of six or five bullets fell to the ground with a splash of water, and the yellow bullet casings all over the ground staggered and rolled together.

"Damn me...... I've been shot! The fallen warrior clutched his ankles with his hands and cried, the blood red quickly spreading between his fingers, caused by a delineated ricocheting.

The heavy machine gun was still firing, and the secondary shooter was still busy connecting the machine gun to a bullet protection plate, not even bothering to turn his head to look at it, the two fighters crouched on the side of the heavy machine gun, one after another to hold the bullets scattered all over the ground in their hands, and then one by one quickly pressed onto the empty bullet protection plate.

Wang Qiang, who was deeply frowning, carried his rifle and leaned against the side of the observation hole to look again and again, shrunk, and then looked, and suddenly shouted in the hustle and bustle by pulling his throat: "Don't care about the suppression on the other side!" Hit those unfolding targets! Let them climb! Hear no, let them climb! At this time, a few puffs of earth mist splashed near the shooting hole: "I X his ancestors!" Then he covered his eyes and sat down against the slide by the shooting hole, and found that there was no blood on his hands covering his eyes, so he realized that he was blinded by the flying sand, and he didn't realize that he Wang Qiang himself also had a day of swearing.

The health soldier rushed into the traffic trench, the blood on his hands was still dry, and the cat bent down and ran quickly forward in the traffic trench. For him, nothing has changed, except that without the blue sky and white sun cockade, the armband has become an eye-catching eight-way. The only thing that pleased him was that he had a brand new Red Cross armband, and a delicate and beautiful Japanese field medicine box in pure cowhide, which was no longer as heavy and obstructive as a wooden medicine box when he carried it behind him.

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