Twelve o'clock in the evening.

Zhou Tian summoned all the soldiers in his platoon, and there were twenty-one people in the platoon, and one of them stood here.

Except for Zhou Tian, the platoon commander, all the soldiers, each with several grenades hanging on their bodies, and also carrying large blades behind them, stood there without saying a word.

The reason why Zhou Tian brought the fighters together.

It was because of a crazy thought that suddenly popped up in his heart, followed by the idea of sneaking up on the devil at night.

He looked at the warrior in front of him and said, "Brothers, who can tell me who is showing off his might before us?" When he said this, Zhou Tian deliberately paused, and then continued: "You don't need me to tell you, everyone also knows that opposite us is the little devil, the little devil who does all kinds of evil, this is our Chinese land, the little devil is showing off his might on our Chinese soil, slashing and killing our relatives and sisters at any time, what can we do?" ”

"I can't." The twenty fighters of the whole platoon returned at the same time.

"Yes, it can't, we have to tell the little devil, here or we have the final say, tonight's task is to harass the enemy, but the bullet is not long-eyed, there is no other nonsense, brothers look at me Zhou Tian is how to do it, how do I play with the little devil, touch your crotch with my hand, if there are still eggs, just play with my life like Zhou Tian, kill a devil is enough, kill a pair of devils to earn one, if you want not to lose money, just kill us desperately, understand?"

"Understood."

Zhou Tian paused, his face was blue, his eyes swept over the twenty soldiers in front of him like a knife, and said: "On our bodies before, we were wearing pseudo-army uniforms and eating traitor meals, and we were poked in the back by the common people wherever we went. After the education of the higher leaders, we became a glorious soldier of the Eighth Route Army. To be honest, it is a great honor for me to be a glorious soldier of the Eighth Route Army. I don't ask for anything else, I just ask you to go to the devil's position for a while, and give me all my life, but do it, everyone must take the squad as a unit, and no one is allowed to do it brutally, and the other is to obey the orders of your squad leader, let you go up, let you withdraw, grind and grind, those who don't listen to orders, drag the team back, don't blame me for not talking about brotherhood on Sunday. ”

As soon as Zhou Tian said this, the blood on the twenty soldiers in the platoon suddenly came up, and the whole team gave people a murderous feeling.

This feeling was accurately captured by Zhou Tian.

That's what Zhou Tian wants, otherwise he wouldn't have bothered so much.

"Comrades, what kind of troops are we?" After Zhou Tian finished his work, the deputy platoon commander also started his work.

"We are the Eighth Route Army." Everyone brushed back.

"Yes, we are soldiers of the Eighth Route Army under the leadership of the Communist Party, we are a team specializing in fighting devils, fighting devils, our Eighth Route Army has always been unambiguous, and when the battle starts for a while, we must obey the orders of the platoon commander."

After the deputy platoon commander finished speaking.

Zhou Tian grabbed the shell gun in his hand, waved his hand, and led the soldiers to use the cover of night to bend down and touch the devil's position opposite.

The devils probably didn't expect that the Eighth Route Army opposite them would be so bold that they would take advantage of the night to carry out a sneak attack, so they only arranged a few sentry posts.

After solving these sentry posts with a knife, Zhou Tian pointed to the devil's position in the distance and shouted: "The first squad leader, take your subordinates, give me the devil's cannon, the second squad leader, take your subordinates, give me the supplies to blow up the devil, the third squad leader, kill the devil with me." ”

With Zhou Tian's order, everyone started to move, and under the leadership of their respective squad leaders, they rushed towards their respective goals.

along the way.

People kept being knocked down, and people kept getting up again, enduring the huge pain in their bodies, and continued to fight with the little devils.

At this time.

Everyone who has killed red-eyed people feels that life is no longer fate, anyway, killing one is enough, killing two earns one, and killing three earns two.

In battle.

Zhou Tian ran out of bullets in the chamber, and he didn't have time to load it, so he directly stuck the gun on the belt around his waist, took off the big knife he was carrying behind his back, and threw himself at the little devil in front of him.

The knife flies over the first stage.

With Zhou Tian's knife, the head of a short little devil suddenly separated from his neck, and then he couldn't die anymore. After dealing with this little devil, Zhou Tian didn't take a breath, and as soon as a little devil with a horse face in front of him raised his hand, the bayonet slashed diagonally.

Zhou Tian's big knife was horizontal, and he knocked it out hard from the bottom to the top, and the rifle in the devil's hand was knocked aside by him, and after Zhou Tian succeeded, he flew up and kicked the devil's abdomen, and the kick was so hard that the devil's entire body fell backwards.

The horse-faced devil suffered pain in his abdomen, let go of the rifle, because of the pain, his face was wrinkled, and he couldn't get up for a long time, Zhou Tian was not a soft-hearted person, and with a big knife in his hand, the head of the long-faced devil was separated from his body, and the blood almost splashed Zhou Tian's body.

At this time, the devil's position was messy, with shouts of killing and grenade explosions everywhere, mixed with sporadic gunshots.

The devil retreated the bullet, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army would not do this, they took advantage of the gap of the devil's retreat, racing against time to kill the devil.

Zhou Tian slashed and killed the little devils, and when he looked at and observed, he found that he was only on one side of the devil's position now, and he had to organize a charge and take the fortifications on the other side before the devils reflected.

That's the only way.

in order to repel the little devils.

The fishing plan has been a great success, and it would be even better if it was the icing on the cake, and the little devil in front of him was undoubtedly the best condiment to his icing on the cake.

Suddenly.

Zhou Tian saw a fat devil like a pig, standing with a bayonet and staring at him, staring at himself with wolf-like eyes.

Looks like.

The devil has made himself a target.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Just when Zhou Tian secretly sneered in his heart, the fat devil moved his legs, held a bayonet, and stabbed Zhou Tian's body obliquely, Zhou Tian dodged to avoid it, grabbed the barrel of the devil's gun with his left hand, and slashed at the face of the short and fat devil with a big knife with his right hand. I heard a "click", and then I saw that the head of the devil soldier was like a cut watermelon, and the brain pulp flowed out like watermelon juice.

Zhou Tian took the lead, and the desperate attack naturally boosted the morale of his subordinates, and everyone saw that their platoon commanders were so desperate, and they naturally rushed forward with Zhou Tian's lifelessness. They are also like Zhou Tian actors, after the rifle in their hands is fired, they don't pretend, but draw out a big knife and fight with the little devil.