In the roar of the three-wheeled motorcycle, the Japanese army slowly approached, and the long queue began to enter Zhao Zhi's ambush circle. Zhao Zhi pulled over a rifleman left by his uncle, handed him the binoculars, and asked in a low voice, "The officer in the third motorcycle sidecar, is he sure that he will hit with a shot at 50 meters?" ”

The rifleman held the binoculars and observed carefully, nodded "No problem" The "Kara" bullet was pushed into the chamber, and the rifleman quietly aimed at Takahashi in the sidecar, the muzzle of the gun moving with the motorcycle. Today's weather is really good, Takahashi, who is in a good mood, looks at the blue sky, and wonders in his heart how he can get more gold when he arrives in Magao. But he didn't know that his head had been put into the crosshair by a rifle.

"Hit" Zhao Zhi waved his hand down violently. The rifleman then pulled the trigger, and the anti-aircraft spun flight bullet flew out of the hot chamber and flew straight towards Takahashi's head. The "pop" Zhongzheng rifle bullet drilled into Takahashi's head from the cockade of Takahashi's cloth military cap, and the bullet that flipped the body of the bullet occurred, smashing Takahashi's head like a watermelon. Red and white steaming stuff sprayed all over the faces of Japanese soldiers driving motorcycles. Turning his head to look at Takahashi, who had no head in the sidecar, the Japanese soldier driving the motorcycle was so frightened that his whole body stiffened, and his subordinates stubbornly put the handlebar on the roadbed and fell headlong into the sky.

A Japanese soldier on the motorcycle behind him stood in the sidecar and shouted loudly, "Enemy attack, enemy attack, concealment," before the second bullet of the rifleman also shattered his head. Taking advantage of the fact that the Japanese troops on the bicycle had not yet organized a defense, Zhao Zhi pulled the safety bolt of the grenade, stood up from the grass and shouted loudly, "Grenade throw, grenade throw"

The grenades that have been prepared have been tied to a leather rope, and the grenade can be thrown a few times by dragging the leather rope and throwing it around, which can not only achieve the effect of grenade delay, but also increase the distance of the grenade throwing, which is inspired by Zhao Zhi from the goat's leather rope throwing stones. Hundreds of grenades were thrown at the same time, and the black pressure flew towards the Japanese troops 50 meters away, and the light on the heads of the Japanese soldiers seemed to be covered by the grenades flying over.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom" A series of explosions rang out, and the grenades that had been thrown in the past were almost blasted on the heads of the Japanese soldiers. Bicycles, motorcycles, and Japanese soldiers on the road were all in the explosion, painful. The delayed grenade exploded in the air, leaving the Japanese with no dead end to hide. Red blood, white **, broken parts and fragments of corpses, mixed with smoke, flew into the air, and then fell one after another. The Japanese soldiers who were stunned by the bombing had forgotten their shouting, forgetting their pain, forgetting their lost limbs, and just sat on the ground in a daze, not moving.

Takahashi's squadron marched in two columns, the line dragged for a long time, the bikes were damaged, and the guys who ran forward dragged even further, but only they and a few rear teams escaped the grenade explosion. Those surviving Japanese troops, led by a Shao Zuo, used bicycles to form a fence and prepared to counterattack. "Kill it" Shao Zuo pointed his command knife at Zhao Zhi and the grass they were hiding, and ordered the only remaining light machine gun to fire.

The hairy heads on the high ground opened fire, the light machine guns sprayed gun flames, and the rain of bullets poured on the Japanese soldiers who had already been blown up. The Japanese soldiers, who were still in a panic, were hit by the dense rain of bullets, and they were like rags in the rain of bullets, knocked away and shattered.

"Girls, it's time to eat. Give Lao Tzu a punctual time, fight well, Lao Tzu will give each person a can at night" The impatient old cannon who had been waiting for a long time saw the stubborn Japanese army, and happily ordered his female gunners again and again. "Boom" and "Boom" In the continuous bombardment of the two mortars, the Japanese army's rudimentary protection was simply vulnerable. Covered in blood, Shaozo fled to the relative safety of the woods with the remaining dozens of Japanese soldiers, who he felt would be safer and easier to defend.

"Dog's day, it's finally here" Uncle Guo, who was riding on a tree branch, put the Japanese soldier Shaozo who fled in confusion into the sniper scope, waiting for him to get closer. "Uncle, let's fight" A rifleman next to him asked Uncle Guo in a low voice, "Uncle" is the name of Uncle Guo's puppy legs. "Wait, wait until they get closer" Uncle Guo shook his head, this is a good opportunity, let everyone get bloody, good for the little dogs. According to Uncle Guo's rate, the marksmanship of the puppy legs is good, but they lack actual combat, and after a few battles, as long as they are immortal, they will become a real veteran.

"Huh" Uncle Guo pulled the trigger steadily, and Shaozuo arrived. The puppies also opened fire, most of them hitting their targets. However, the well-trained Japanese troops also began to counterattack by clinging to the trees, and a few doglegs who would not hide themselves were hit by the Japanese soldiers and fell down the trees screaming. "Damn, damn," Uncle Guo fired quickly, and every time he pulled the bolt, he always had to curse in his mouth. I don't know if he is scolding the Japanese army, or scolding those little dog legs who don't use their brains and can't hide themselves and get hit.

"Damn" A swear word suddenly came out of Zhao Zhi's mouth, and after staying with the dogs for a long time, Zhao Zhi also learned to swear. If this is still at home, it will be spanked by the old father's family law. It seems that they still underestimate the Japanese army, and those bombed and fragmented Japanese soldiers have been stubbornly resisting behind the wreckage of bicycles and motorcycles. The Japanese soldiers, who did not find cover, simply built the bodies of their companions into cover, dragged their bleeding bodies, and continued to shoot at Zhao Zhi and them.

Zhao Zhi's side has already been hit by the Japanese army more than a dozen people, and the Japanese army has found another grenadier and has begun to bomb. The grenadier was constantly changing positions, and it was difficult for the female gunners of the old guns to hit it. "Fuck, don't care, shoot all the shells out, plow the whole road" the old cannon scolded viciously.

Under the bombardment of the old artillery at any cost, the only grenadier of the Japanese army finally closed its mouth, and the rudimentary bunker of the Japanese army became fragmented. The goats and the scouts returned, and the scouts rushed into the smoke with their submachine guns. The goats shot at the Japanese soldiers who were still breathing, and completely suppressed the Japanese soldiers to death.

Finally, it was quiet, and there were no more counterattacking Japanese troops on the road. Zhao Zhi led people to stare at the smoke and rushed into the simple bunker of the Japanese army, and everyone couldn't help but spit it out. It's just miserable. The blood all over the ground, the severed limbs and broken corpses all over the ground, the dirty blood and stumps of the Japanese soldiers have been mixed with the parts of the car, and they have all turned red. Zhao Zhi shook his left foot, he stepped on a ball of white things, and almost fell. "Damn" Zhao Zhi looked at it carefully, and it turned out that he stepped on a ball of **. The **, which was still steaming, was trampled by Zhao Zhi like a tofu brain, and Zhao Zhi, who couldn't help it, finally spit it out.

"Where are the deflated calves spitting up?" was spit out by Zhao Zhi with a straight old cannon, twitching his fleshy face, and shouting at Zhao Zhi dissatisfied. "Who are you scolding on a dog day?" A military boot kicked straight on the old cannon's buttocks, making the old cannon lie on his stomach. The owner of the military boots is a young soldier, his name is Mantou, this kid often says that he is Zhao Zhi's most loyal dogleg, and he can't even compare to long hair. Mantou has been suffering from not having the opportunity to show his loyalty as a dog, and now the opportunity has come, so the old cannon was kicked.

"Hahaha" The old cannon who was kicked to the ground did not laugh angrily, this is what the veterans think differently from ordinary people. The more polite you are to them, the more they will not treat you as their own. quarreling and even fighting every day, but it is very much in line with their minds. And now the steamed buns are not mixed with personal reasons, he is just to maintain Zhao Zhi. Zhao Zhi is actually not a very good commander, he was only pushed up by the veterans, and he has always been reluctant. Now that some soldiers have finally begun to defend Zhao Zhi, this at least shows that Zhao Zhi has begun to be accepted by everyone, which is what Uncle Guo and their veterans of a hundred battles want to see.

Although this group of defeated soldiers were all from the New 22nd Division, they were all integrated from different units. Individuals have their own ideas, and there are many small circles, and it is impossible for such a unit to return to China smoothly. It is only possible to go home if someone mixes them together, blends them together, and forms a whole. The recruits don't understand this, but the veterans do, because they need a commander, a commander who is their own people, and a commander who treats them as their own. The veterans hoped that this person was Zhao Zhi because they believed in Zhao Zhi.