Inside the watchtower, the alarm bell sounds!

Countless Japanese puppet soldiers clenched the guns in their hands, and from the shooting holes and sandbags, they looked vigilantly at the figures that emerged from the fog one after another.

"Yaga ......"

Seeing that these guys usually ran away in a hurry when they saw their own people, like a mouse seeing a cat, and now, they actually appeared swaggeringly, unscrupulously, and rampantly, Miura Lin couldn't help but grit his teeth and scolded angrily.

Then, something even infuriating!

The guerrillas who appeared were not in a hurry to attack, but outside the firing range, they buried the pot and cooked with a clang!

The most annoying thing is that some of these dirt roads eat, but these people don't have to eat!

In order to cope with the extreme situation, all the food and ammunition in the watchtower have been controlled, not to mention those puppet troops, even the Japanese army itself, is a meal a day!

Now, looking at the rising cooking smoke, looking at those guerrillas holding dishes and chopsticks and giggling in line to eat, snoring and drinking porridge and the like, I don't know how many Japanese puppet soldiers can't help but growl in their stomachs, angry and scolding, and say in their hearts, why are you here to attack the watchtower of Lao Tzu and others, or are you here for a picnic?

"Little devil, are you hungry? It's time to eat......"

"Don't have anything to eat? If you don't have to eat, then you can watch us eat and drool! ”

"Do you want to eat? Come out, I'll give you! ”

It seems to feel the idea of the devil puppet army in the watchtower, and I don't know how many guerrillas exaggerated porridge, holding rice bowls and screaming in their throats......

"Eight Ge Yalu, damn the pig, die!"

A group of devil soldiers understood the meaning of what the guerrillas were saying through the translator's translation, and immediately became angry, scolded, crackling and crackling, and said in their hearts that you are too deceitful!

This is special, the dragon swims in the shallow water and is played by shrimp, and the tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs!

It's a pity that the guerrillas are all outside the shooting range, and although they are clearly provocative, they are very open to each other, so they can't hit at all!

At the moment of the gunshot, the guerrillas fell down one after another, and as soon as the gunfire stopped, they got up again, and laughed fiercely with their thumbs up: "Little devils, why don't you eat yourself, forget it, and even set off firecrackers to cheer them up - righteousness!" ”

A group of devils and puppet soldiers are going crazy, and they want to fire again to vent their anger!

"Don't shoot indiscriminately, these dirt roads are deliberate, they want to take the opportunity to consume our ammunition - don't fall for them!"

Miura Lin gritted his teeth and ordered, watching the guerrillas eating, his stomach was like a fire, and he lowered his head and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva......

I finally finished eating.

The partisans finally got into action!

Methodically cut through the wire fence, one by one crawling into the firing range, but still did not launch an attack - some people were brandishing small hoes, blatantly burying mines one after another, and some began to try to dig trenches!

"Damn the pig!"

Seeing those densely planted mines, I don't know how many Japanese soldiers were sad and indignant!

Because all the mines were planted in the route they might leave—it was clear that they were going to kill them all, and not let any of them go!

This scene, I also watched the ghost fire of Miurarin, and I had the urge to kill and fight to the death regardless of everything!

But he didn't.

The other party is so blatant, it is impossible for him to be desperate and defenseless!

But he was also sneering, and said in his heart, you dirt and eight roads, do you think that my Imperial Japanese army is as stupid as your pigs, and you don't know how to learn a lesson?

Last time, Fujita was approached by you in the way of earthwork, and then washed the floor with that damn gasoline barrel......

With more than 500 people killed in the bombing almost without the power to resist, do you think we will be defenseless?

"Captain!"

Dou Wensong trotted back, and said with an ugly face: "The ground soil layer around this watchtower is extremely shallow, and after more than a foot, the whole division will have a crust, and it can't be dug at all - the method of earthwork approaching the watchtower seems to be unworkable!" ”

Yards!

Hearing the news, Zhang Ran couldn't help but scold his mother, and then asked Du Jianbo about the situation on their guerrilla side.

"The situation over there is very strange!"

Dou Wensong said suspiciously: "It is said that the little devil should already know about the situation of our attack on the watchtower garrisoned by Miuralin, but now, the little devil is chasing the butt of Lu Song's joint column, and he has no intention of returning to this side at all...... Captain, what kind of tricks are the little devils playing? ”

"And that kind of thing?"

Zhang Ran also wondered, where did he think that Sakata Matsui, the squadron leader stationed in Lu Song Second County, was cast a shadow by him in the battle of Fenglindu, and then made up his mind, and would rather sacrifice Miura Lin to vent his anger than provoke his guy?

But in any case, this situation is obviously beneficial for their side to attack the watchtowers garrisoned by Miurarin!

"Since you have time, it's easy to do!"

Zhang Ran waved his hand and stopped Kang Ting Thin Monkey and the others, who were actively preparing to use cross-cover to carry out a feint attack and consume the devil's ammunition first, but immediately ordered to quickly collect the sacks, the sooner the better!

He wants to use the sandbag as a mobile cover and push forward step by step!

Sacks are not uncommon, but it is impossible to collect as many as you want at once!

Guo Haoyun said: "Captain, is the cloth bag okay?" ”

At this stage, the common people are poor, not to mention the whole piece of cloth, even if it is a strip of rag, it has to be pulped into the sole of the insole.

But there's no other way anymore!

If you don't use sandbags to move and push to get close to the watchtower, you can only use human flesh as a gun target!

"I'm going to figure it out!"

Hearing Zhang Ran's words, Dou Wensong immediately asked the guerrillas to set off and go to the surrounding villages to find anything that could be filled with soil to make sandbags.

The clock ticks by.

Seeing that the guerrillas stopped after unsuccessfully trying to excavate in the earth, one by one holding branches or hiding in the shade to enjoy the shade, a group of Japanese puppet soldiers had no idea what they were doing......

However, because there was no offensive, the Japanese puppet army in the watchtower was somewhat relieved, and began to provoke the guerrillas in turn, so that those puppet soldiers shouted at the guerrillas, such as there is a kind of coming, but it is raised by the turtle grandson and so on......

So the scene became extremely unbearable!

The devil puppet army shrank in the watchtower, the guerrillas surrounded the watchtower's shooting boundary, and the two gangs of people scolded the mother with spitting seven or eight hundred meters away - that is called an ugly and unbearable ear!

I don't know, I'm afraid I think it's two groups of shrews scolding the street!

Then the devil puppet army stopped scolding and began to swallow saliva!

Because it's almost noon in the blink of an eye!

This time, the guerrillas did not cook, and the surrounding people began to appear continuously, each bringing some food that they were reluctant to eat and handed it to the guerrillas!

Because they came, they were all villagers near the watchtower or not far away, although the devil disdained to know these people, but because they often appeared, they could occasionally see a few familiar faces.

These people, the devil and the puppet army have been swept countless times.

Every time they go by, these people often can't find a single grain at home!

But now, these people gave the guerrillas all kinds of food, eggs, white flour cakes, and even meat......

When the hungry devils saw these foods, they drooled one by one, and scolded these damn economic criminals - why didn't they have a single hair in the past, and now when they meet these guerrillas, they have everything?

"Fellow, we appreciate your kindness, but we really can't ask for it!"

Looking at the food sent by the villagers, the guerrillas refused, they all knew that these things were saved by the villagers from between their teeth, and they were reluctant to eat them!

"Take it, only when you are full will you have the strength to fight the devil!"

The villagers forced these things into the hands of the guerrillas, and at the same time cast a resentful look at the devils and puppet soldiers in the watchtowers, and scolded: "Little devils, you will not die well......

"Fellow, please rest assured, none of these guys will be spared!"

The guerrillas had red circles under their eyes and beat their chests fiercely, those eggs, dough cakes, in their hands at the moment are simply a thousand pounds!

If it weren't for the order, they would have been eager to immediately attack the devil's watchtower in front of these villagers, so that everyone could see their determination and courage to protect them and avenge them!

The devil puppet army also began to eat, but looking at the little bit of poor food that was distributed to them, and then looking at what those guerrillas were eating, the devil puppet army almost wanted to cry out with a wow......

"Miura-kun, let's have something to eat!"

Jun Cao came over and handed some food to Miura Lin, who had been holding the binoculars in the lookout hole and never put it down: "It seems that although we can't do anything about this group of Tubalu guerrillas, they can't do anything about us, and now it depends on who lasts longer, so Miura-kun, you better eat something first......

Miura Lin snorted, and said in his heart that it was precisely because this group of Tubalu guerrillas had not launched an offensive yet that he was careful!

He was sure that if this group of dirt and eight roads did not launch an offensive, once they launched an offensive, it would be a thunderous thunder!

In the position where the watchtower could not be seen, Guo Haoyun handed over a bunch of pockets, there were a small number of sacks, and more were cloth bags.

"The villagers knew that we were going to use our pockets, and they all took action, and some of them even removed their own quilts to sew bags for us...... Guo Haoyun choked up.

Zhang Ran nodded, he knew that the villagers' support for the team would definitely be rewarded!

Even if not now, but at least in the future, they will definitely see!

Because these pockets will be used to pile up the fortifications, so the size should be relatively consistent, fortunately, the villagers already know the specifications when sewing, so even if the size is not exactly the same, but the difference is not big, it can definitely be used.

A group of villagers had already begun to dig with hoes to help, put the dirt and the like into bags, patted it, and then handed it over to the guerrillas to transport it to the front of the battle!

Boxes of black powder grenades have been placed in front of the position, and the soldiers in charge of dropping the bombs are on standby!

Zhang Ran waved his hand fiercely, as if he was about to fall!

One by one, grenades were thrown into the open space outside the watchtower like hailstones!