"Bang bang...... Dadada......"

Soon, the Japanese garrison where Zhou Xuan sneaked up on him rang out with chaotic gunfire.

The barracks that Li Hao was watching from afar also moved.

The devils sitting around the campfire stood up and put the rifles they were holding in their arms on their backs and gathered next to their respective military cao.

"Platoon commander, the devil is out! Not a single infantry squad remained, even the machine gunners and grenadiers moved! Hong Linfeng shouted excitedly, and threw himself to the ground in his heart for the five bodies that Li Hao had already admired.

He is like a roundworm in the stomach of a devil, what the devil is going to do next, he can calculate clearly one step in advance, and anticipate the enemy first.

How can you not win a battle with such a superior.

Thinking of this, Hong Linfeng became looking forward to the next battle.

"Prepare for battle!" Li Hao ordered with a serious face.

"Everyone follow me, let's go and hide in front of the devils and fight them for a surprise attack!"

Two veterans with wounded arms have regained their combat effectiveness, one follows Chen Bing to operate the grenadier canister, and the other follows Hong Linfeng to be responsible for reconnaissance.

They didn't speak after their respective squad leaders, but the expressions on their faces had already exposed their inner tensions and concerns.

Seeing that the squad leader did not ask any questions about the platoon commander's orders, and was full of anticipation for the next battle. The words that the two of them had just spoken were swallowed back by them, and their hearts were full of doubts and incomprehension.

The little devil is too strong in combat, and there is an infantry squad of more than fifty people, with machine guns and small cannons. There are only a dozen people in themselves, and they can't compare to the devils in terms of strength and firepower, and they don't know where the young and somewhat scary platoon commander at the front comes from so confidently, and they don't take them seriously at all.

Li Hao didn't give him time to figure out the problem and began to give orders.

"Raid the devil reinforcements right here!"

"Let's act separately: Chen Bing, you bring a light machine gun and raid here to kill the devils who will kill you for a while!"

"Yang Ping, you take the second squad to act alone, and ambush on the other side of the road that the devil must pass."

"I, Hong Linfeng, and your two subordinates are a team, free to fight devils!"

"The specific battle process is like this, after the devil comes, Chen Bing shoots first, gives the devil a round of firepower, kills a few if he can, and uses all the thirty bullets in the crooked bullet magazine in the shortest possible time, and then retreats!"

"The devil's attention will definitely be attracted by Chen Bing, as soon as Chen Bing's machine gun stops, Yang Ping, you will shoot from the devil's back to cover the machine gun retreat!"

"Chen Bing, at this time, you have to hurry up and replenish the bullets for the crooked handles, see the opportunity to move to other directions and kill them back, and continue to use the crooked handles to raid them!"

"Xiong Changhe and I will improvise to attack the devils, attract the attention of the devils at critical moments, and cover your retreat and transfer!"

"After a while, I want everyone to give the devils a feeling: there are Eighth Route Army everywhere around them, and we are like dog skin plasters, sticking to them to fight, where there are loopholes and weaknesses, we will fight. Let them be afraid of us, and they don't dare to kill Zhou Xuan and them with all their might! ”

More than 50 devils lined up in two formations, panting with torches, rushed towards the battlefield.

With the rifle in his hand, his crooked handle and grenadier on his shoulder, he was very alert and ready to lie down and fight.

"Continue to speed up, the Eighth Route Army attacking us has a machine gun, it must be the Eighth Route Army we are looking for in the mountains!" The squad leader who walked in the middle of the line gasped and shouted.

The speed of the troops was already very fast, but he still felt a little slow, and kept urging.

"As long as we get behind them and kill them back and forth, we can leave this hellish place and don't have to stay here to feed the mosquitoes!"

Hearing the word feeding mosquitoes, the speed of his subordinates obviously increased a lot.

Everything is good in the mountains, the only bad thing is that there are too many mosquitoes.

Day and night, mosquitoes circle around them, biting one big bag after another on them.

If it weren't for the order from the top, they wouldn't want to stay here any longer.

The corners of the squad leader's mouth involuntarily showed a smile, and he didn't stop when he heard the gunfire in front of him, and he got closer and closer, and the smile on his face became stronger.

It's like watching the Eighth Route Army being slaughtered under its own attack, and the aura of victory has been put on one's head.

"Da Da Da ......"

The sudden sound of machine-gun fire from the flanks instantly woke him up from his sweet sleep.

frowned and shouted: "Enemy attack, covert counterattack......"

As soon as the word "...... hit" was uttered, the man had already fallen to the ground, and a string of bullets flew backwards right against his head.

The subordinates next to them were not so lucky, the bullets flew into their bodies, and they fell to the ground with a scream!

The squad leader couldn't help but have a palpitation, but reacted quickly and immediately ordered: "The enemy only has one machine gun!" ”

"The machine gunners immediately shoot back and suppress their firepower!"

"Shoot the grenadiers immediately and kill their machine guns ~ a detachment to kill the enemy who sneaked up on us, and not a single one of them can let them run!"

"Da Da Da ......"

The devil's battlefield reaction was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the familiar sound of machine gun fire from the crooked handle sounded in the ears of the kung fu squad leader.

The machine guns attacking them from a few dozen meters away stopped abruptly and stopped at that moment.

"The machine-gun fire of the Eighth Route has been suppressed by us, the grenadiers are fired immediately, and the infantry rushes over and kills them!" The squad leader ordered with a look of surprise on his face.

"Bang ......"

At this time, the sudden sound of gunfire behind him frightened the team leader.

A total of six gunshots rang out almost simultaneously.

The second squad commanded by Yang Ping fired, and it was a platoon gun.

Six rifles stare at the devil and shoot a machine gunner together, and the blind cat can hit the target even if the mouse is killed.

The gunfire rang out, the machine gunner fell in response, and the machine gun fire stopped abruptly.

"We also have the enemy behind us, the second detachment and a machine gun turn around and counterattack, they only have rifles and no machine guns, kill them!" The squad leader commanded with a shocked face.

During the machine-gun raid just now, his first feeling was that the troops sent by the Eighth Route Army were harassing them, giving them time to attack or retreat.

Now some riflemen suddenly appeared in his back, obviously cooperating with the machine gun, and firing at him back and forth.

The squad leader doesn't understand.

There was even the idea that the real target of the Eighth Route Army was himself and wanted to kill himself.

But soon this idea was rejected by the team leader himself.

Even if the Eighth Route Army had the idea of flanking the front and rear, it only had one light machine gun and less than ten rifles, and if it wanted to kill itself, its strength would be more than a little worse.

"Bang ......"

Li Hao also fired.

The three veterans shoot at close range, aiming directly at the three devils.

Two fell to the ground on the spot, and one fell to the ground screaming, letting out a burst of moans.

"Why is there still the Eighth Route Army, what do they want to do!"

"The third detachment counterattacked, rushed over and killed them!" The squad leader, who had just calmed down, panicked again and was confused.

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