Soon, the last lucky one escaped the wall, and the Japanese army was also caught up by Dapeng, and then was slashed to the ground with a knife.

And just when the enemy in the courtyard was about to be completely annihilated, a group of Japanese troops who had been fighting fiercely in front finally rushed over.

In fact, after discovering that someone had attacked the artillery position, the Japanese army was shocked and immediately suspended the attack on the Eighth Route Army in the defensive line, and then mobilized 50 Japanese puppet soldiers, under the leadership of a second lieutenant, to rush over to the attacked artillery position.

However, just halfway through, they exchanged fire in the alley with Heiwa, who was on the task of blocking the attack.

This time, the Japanese army was clearly in a hurry. In the face of Heiwa's resistance, the devil soldiers had no intention of fighting. Relying on the strength of their own people's firepower, they almost rushed over against the black baby and their bullets.

Seeing that the devil was ruthless, Heiwa also knew that he couldn't resist, so he immediately commanded the brothers to retreat to a courtyard and used a few houses to play Tai Chi with the devil.

However, in the face of an enemy several times larger than their own, although Heiwa and they tried their best to block, they still let more than 30 Japanese puppet troops break through the resistance and rushed to Zhao Shixun's position.

……

"Toast to ......! Speed up! ”

Turning around a courtyard, just when the Japanese army had already seen the smoking artillery position, the second lieutenant of the devil happened to see an escaped artillery being chased by the roc roaring, and then slashed to the ground.

"Bagaya Road......! ...... department! ”

Crackling, the enraged Japanese fired a shower of hateful bullets at Dapeng dozens of meters away, but failed to hit the target that moved quickly.

Seeing that the opponent had fled back to the courtyard where the artillery position was located, the Japanese second lieutenant who had come to increase his troops angrily pulled out his pistol, gritted his teeth and led the people straight over.

"Don't let go of these damn dirt eight roads, toast to ......!"

Da Da Da ......!

However, when the Japanese troops had just rushed to a position more than 30 meters away from the courtyard, they were greeted not by the cheers of friendly soldiers, but by a row of deadly bullets.

was suddenly attacked, and after being knocked over by five or six people, the devil and the puppet army also knew what was going on, and then hurriedly retreated to a nearby courtyard.

And just when the Japanese army had just taken refuge in a courtyard across the alley, in the courtyard where the devil's artillery position was located, Zhao Shixun was directing the soldiers to transfer two Japanese Type 97 light mortars.

"Heiwa, you leave two boxes of cannonballs, and take the rest of what you can take, remember to follow the footprints we did when we came, don't go wrong!"

Seeing the black baby who had just rushed back, they carried two mortars and shells, and left the yard one after another, squatting behind the wall and leading people to block the Japanese reinforcements.

"I said, it's burning your ass, what do you want all this heavy stuff for. Listen to my advice, let's go quickly! ”

Hearing this, he glared at the pleading Dapeng, and Zhao Shixun pulled a box of guns and shots.

"If you're afraid, you'll chase the black baby and them, and if you have one more inkblot, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kick you to death!"

"......, even if I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything......."

Choked speechless, Dapeng could only grit his teeth and continue to stare at the devil soldiers on the other side of the alley, waiting for the next wave of Japanese attacks.

Not long ago, when Zhao Shixun was inspecting the trophies, he found that there were actually two brand-new Type 97 90mm mortars in the mortar position of the devils, instead of the Type 94 mortars commonly found in North China.

You must know that although the Japanese army's Type 94 90-mm mortar is a light mortar, it does weigh more than 180 kilograms for the first time. Not to mention that the Japanese artillery was miserable in use, even the Eighth Route Army was unwilling to capture this thing.

Compared with the 82-mm mortars equipped by the Chinese army, the Japanese Type 94 is simply a product of design failure. As a mortar that requires lightness, he weighs about the same as even a ninety-two rifle.

For this reason, the Japanese army specially developed the Type 97 mortar, which weighed less than 70 kilograms, to replace this thing.

Compared with the Japanese army's Type 94, the Type 97 mortar is stronger than China's 82-mm mortar in terms of power and lightness, but the number of equipment has been relatively small.

And this time, Zhao Shixun originally planned to blow up these heavy Type 94 mortars and leave, but when he found that two of them were actually new Type 97 mortars, he immediately moved to snatch them.

For this reason, under the pressure of Japanese reinforcements, he deliberately sent more than a dozen people to transport away the two Type 97 mortars and as much ammunition as possible.

……

However, the direct result of this is that Zhao Shixun's ability to stay behind to block the devil's forces has become almost pitiful.

Sure enough, although the Japanese reinforcements were taken aback by the sudden attack, they quickly judged from the enemy's fire that the other side was nothing more than a small detachment of less than ten people.

Aware of this, the Japanese second lieutenant immediately ordered the machine gunners to occupy the head of the wall and then violently strafe the courtyard occupied by the enemy. 、

Soon, under the attack of two crooked handles and one Czech-style, Zhao Shixun's counterattack firepower was quickly suppressed.

Finding that his side was suppressed, Zhao Shixun knew that he couldn't hard-top, so he immediately ordered Dapeng to lead people to retreat immediately.

"I said, I'm afraid it's too late to retreat now, do you think the devil will let you retreat?"

Unable to raise his head after being hit by the devil's bullet, Dapeng couldn't help but complain while crawling towards the backyard with his Qilali in his arms.

"I'll just say that if you blow it up, you don't listen, you have to take away the two doors, now it's okay, the devils are staring at us to death, now you ......are satisfied."

"Oops......."

didn't say a word, Zhao Shixun directly turned around and kicked the second half of Dapeng's sentence back.

Under the rain of bullets whizzing overhead, Zhao Shixun quickly climbed to the two boxes of mortar shells left in the yard by Heiwa, and then pushed one of them in front of Dapeng.

"Grab the box and follow me!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Shixun looked at the rest of the soldiers behind him and continued:

"Except for me and Dapeng, the others brought the wounded in the backyard and immediately climbed over the wall and returned the same way, and set off!"

"Huh?! Detachment leader, we leave cover, you withdraw first! ”

Hearing this, looking at the emotional soldiers, Zhao Shixun immediately pretended to be calm and said:

"Everyone go first, and Dapeng and I will arrive later."

"Nope! If the detachment leader doesn't leave, none of us will leave! ”

"That is, we have to go together, we have to die together!"

Hearing this, although Zhao Shixun's heart warmed, he still gritted his teeth and made a face:

"Carry out the order, take the wounded and go!"

"But ......."

"No, if you still think I'm your captain, I'll do it immediately!"

Hearing the indiscriminity in Zhao Shixun's tone, several soldiers had to turn around and leave one after another with red eyes.

……

After all the soldiers left, Zhao Shixun turned his head to look at the pig-liver-colored Dapeng beside him, and suddenly he was happy.

"You still have a smile, a deflated calf, I, Zhang Dapeng, am really blind, and I am such a stunned person with a lack of heart and eyes like you."

"What's the matter, you kid just reacted now, it's too late."

Speaking of this, Zhao Shixun pointed to the house in front of him, took a deep breath and said:

"I'll count one, two, three, let's take these two boxes of shells and run to the back of the house in one go, do you understand?"

Hearing this, he realized something, and Dapeng immediately picked up the ammunition box.

"One...... Two...... Three! ”

As soon as the words fell, the two picked up the ammunition box, spread their legs and rushed straight towards the back of the room.

Not far away, the Japanese soldiers who were slowly approaching saw that two figures suddenly stood up in the courtyard, and hurriedly stopped and beat them violently.

Whoosh...... Whoosh ......!

"The Bodhisattva blesses ......, the Buddha blesses, and the foreign monks bless ......."

While running, Dapeng felt the bullets whizzing on his scalp and couldn't help but shout.

In this way, after Dapeng's pious nonsense, the two finally ran to the back of the room without danger.

Turning the corner of the wall and leaning against the wall with a box of shells, Dapeng touched the marks on his cheek that had been cut by bullets, and suddenly laughed.

"Grandma's legs, Lao Tzu escaped again......! Ha ha......! ”

After venting a few laughs, Dapeng opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Shixun, who was moving a ladder in the backyard.

"What are you doing? What the hell are you doing? ”

"Go to the room."

"Up...... What are you doing in the room? ”

Speaking of this, Dapeng walked to Zhao Shixun with the shell box in his arms, and then stretched out one hand and said:

"Hurry up and give me a grenade, I'll get the whole trip mine under these two boxes of shells."

Hearing this, he glanced at Dapeng, and then Zhao Shixun went straight to the eaves of the ladder.

"I don't have any grenades, I've run out of grenades a long time ago."

“……”

Hearing this, he stood stunned for three seconds, and then Dapeng stomped his foot angrily, and his tongue began to knot.

"Deflated...... Calf thing, no grenades, you have a fart for this thing, ......, I'm really convinced of you....... ”

Hearing this, he raised the box in his hand violently, and Dapeng wanted to throw it directly to the ground, but halfway through, he suddenly felt that this thing was a little dangerous, and then he reluctantly put it down from the top of his head.

"My mother, ......, Lao Tzu was really killed by you today......

"Alright......! Don't fucking lose your number, hurry up and carry the box up! ”

After the words were closed, Zhao Shixun immediately climbed up the ladder to the roof.

……

Ten seconds later, Dapeng lay on the broken tiles of the roof and quietly looked down along the ridge of the roof.

"I'm ...... day, and the devil is going to come in over the wall!"

Seeing a large group of Japanese puppet troops climbing over the wall, Dapeng was suddenly so frightened that he didn't dare to come out.

Holding his Qilali tightly, Dapeng lowered his head and looked at Zhao Shixun, who had a resolute face beside him, and whispered:

"I said Captain...... The devil is about to enter the yard when he speaks, do you want to fight or not? ”

Hearing this, he glanced at Dapeng, whose face was ugly, and Zhao Shixun immediately used a crowbar to pry open a shell box.

"I'm ...... day, what are you doing with that? No barrels, no grenades, this thing is a waste now! ”

Ignoring the dapeng grinding beside him, Zhao Shixun carefully picked up a 90-millimeter mortar shell weighing ten catties, and then forcefully removed the safety pin on the warhead fuse.

"Bring me the bluestone slab from your side."

Hearing this, he glanced at the cannonball that had been removed from the safety pin, Dapeng swallowed a mouthful of spit, and then carefully placed a bluestone slab in front of Zhao Shixun.

"Brother...... Brother, why do I have a little leg cramp...... You can throw it far away for a while, this thing is not a grenade, you must throw it far away...... ”

…… To be continued, thank you for your support, please give a few tickets if you have tickets in hand, so that Hanhai has the motivation to continue writing.