Shen Chong was ready to do it.

His first reaction after making sure that the Japanese army had touched the camp was how I would kill them and how I would report to the resting people inside.

In an instant, he eliminated the shock in his mind as to how the Japanese army really came to steal the camp,

It's not Shen Chong's style to think too much, if you get the sores in front of you, you should seek medical attention immediately, as for how to fill the hole created by ripping off the flesh in your heart, that is something Huo Xiaoshan considers.

So, he struck.

He first gently ripped off the marching force wrapped around his body, and propped his left arm under the trunk of the tree he was riding, but in his right hand he felt a melon grenade.

Shen Chong's usual outfit includes: a box cannon, a dagger, a katana, and a grenade.

He has been a pioneer for a long time, and these four belts are all the same one, and you can never figure out when you can use them, and only one of them is naturally to reduce the weight.

Hearing the sound of broken footsteps was already very close to him, Shen Chong handed the thunder to his mouth with one hand, bit his head with his teeth and tore off the pin on it, and then knocked the small copper cap of the grenade to the trunk and threw the grenade at the sound of footsteps that were already very close.

At the same time, he held the right arm of the marching quilt and hung down, and the pair of ghostly lights that had been staring at him fell down, and then he retracted his hands and pressed the branch in front of his crotch violently, and jumped out with the reaction force of the butt sitting on the branch!

He jumped two meters, and with a "click", the twig at the tip of the branch was broken by his weight, and he jumped down.

He didn't forget that there was a Japanese animal below, and if he didn't take some measures to jump directly, the animal wouldn't be a Japanese animal if he didn't bite him.

Shen Chong didn't have to guess to know that the animal must be fierce and smart, otherwise how could the night battalion of the directly subordinate battalion be dropped out by the Japanese army?

"Boom", the grenade sounded, and in the darkness, Shen Chong didn't know that he had blown down a few devils, first, he couldn't see it, and second, he didn't have any effort, because at the moment when he rolled down before he landed, he felt that the claws of the two wolf dogs were already on his shoulders.

This beast came so fast!

Shen Chong, who was frightened, didn't have time to dodge, he pulled his body back with both hands on the ground and lowered his head forward, so the top of his head collided with the kiss of the big wolf dog.

Although Shen Chong's head hit the big wolfdog's lower teeth with severe pain, the wolfdog finally failed to close and bite.

Shen Chong snorted, but the big wolf dog was finally knocked into a "whoop".

And at this moment, the gunfire in the temporary camp of the direct battalion rang out.

"Da Da" and "Da Da Da" were the directions of the three light machine guns rushing towards Shen Chong to warn at the same time.

In the streamer of bullets, Shen Chong heard the "grabbing" sound of the bullet plunging into the trunk of the tree, as well as the screams of the Japanese soldiers, and the wailing of the big wolf dog that would bite off the back of the neck as long as he reacted a little slowly.

A brute is a brute after all, and it may be able to dodge bullets by instinct by training, but it is impossible to foresee the behavior of its direct battalion when it hears the warning.

Shen Chong's performance in this battle that made the direct battalion very memorable was also memorable, and he got two of the most pertinent comments afterwards.

In the first sentence, he is sharper than a dog (note: Northeast dialect, meaning smart), because the dog does not know lying down he knows.

In the second sentence, he is sharper than the average person. Because after he successfully warned him, he chose to lie on his stomach and remained motionless until dawn.

The reason why Shen Chong, who was war-hungry like a madman, chose not to move was also the reason why Huo Xiaoshan adopted tactics.

Because in the dark of night, you can't tell friend from foe!

At the moment when Shen Chong gave a warning, Huo Xiaoshan ordered the machine gun to fire.

Huo Xiaoshan's quick reaction in battle is all all-round fast, whether it is offensive or defensive.

He had three machine guns each fired a burst of shots.

So the machine gunners fired a volley at the height of the waist and left, which Huo Xiaoshan didn't need to explain, because they knew that Shen Tou was in the same direction as the Japanese army.

After the shooting, Huo Xiaoshan decisively ordered to leave ten people who were good at night fighting, and all the rest retreated 200 meters to re-establish the cordon.

After Huo Xiaoshan gave the order, he and the ten people who stayed in place began to take off their shirts, and then on this cold night when the moon was dark and the wind was high when they couldn't see their fingers, eleven Chinese soldiers who were naked came forward with big knives in their hands.

Huo Xiaoshan has fought too many night battles, and he is too experienced!

Before camping, he naturally remembered how far he led the team to throw the pursuers behind, but now the Japanese army has caught up, which can only show: First, the Japanese army is a capable squad. Second, the combat power of this group of Japanese troops will be very strong, and I am afraid that they will be the likes of the Nanyun Ninja Special Attack Team.

Now that we are outnumbered, if we let the Japanese squad take advantage of the darkness to penetrate our camp, then only a few enemy soldiers need to make trouble, and our own people will definitely kill each other.

It was useless to say anything else about the chaotic fighting in the night, because that's what he did when he touched the camp for the Japanese army.

So he let his large army retreat, and he only took ten people to go into battle shirtless with big swords, collided with the Japanese army, and touched the clothes with a knife.

The battle in the dark soon began.

There were no gunshots, no shouts, just the whine of a broadsword, a katana breaking through the air, and the muffled snort of someone being stabbed.

The cold sword wind was much colder than that night, and the cold blade slashed through the human body and passed through the hot blood refining it made people feel even more cold.

In this vertical and horizontal sword aura, in the midst of the flickering and moving feet of countless people, Shen Chong was still lying there motionless.

He had the desire to kill the enemy, but he didn't have the idea of killing the enemy, and he couldn't get up, just in this circle of dozens of meters, there were constantly human beings who were originally alive and jumping like him, and in his hearing, he let out the last aria of the journey of life, and then fell.

Shen Chong felt bored, life, really lonely as snow sometimes!

In order to kill the boredom, he took out a piece of horse jerky from his underwear pocket, put it to his mouth, tore a small strip with his teeth and began to chew it, but the food he used to eat with relish now chewed like chewing wax, he squeezed his cheeks in the dark and chewed his teeth very slowly and hard, as if chewing was lonely, empty or boring.

Just as he struggled to chew on the last remaining piece of horse jerky, two men finally came to his side.

He felt a stiff riding boot step on his left hand, which was holding the horse's jerky, and he reflexively stabbed the dagger that he had been holding in his right hand upward.

He first heard a scream, he knew that he had stabbed the sharp dagger into the opponent's lower body, and then in the sound of the big knife breaking through the air, he felt a fishy "hot rain" on his body.

Immediately after that, a man fell on top of him, but fortunately the guy's katana didn't fall on him.

A sound of light footsteps left him, but Shen Chong still lay still and let the corpse press down on him, the dagger he had withdrawn and even placed on the sticky snow.

He tugged at the corpse pressed against him with his hand and tried to hide himself a little more, but the corpse with residual temperature was too small.

Shen Chong thought, I don't know where he stabbed this guy, and the string of bits and pieces is still in the fart.

He suddenly remembered a folk joke he had heard his father tell when he was a child, and he almost forgot the content, but he still remembered the name of the story, which was called "Arrows and arrows do not leave **".

It is said that there is a "sharpshooter" who kills a tiger or a wolf or something, and shoots an arrow into the ** to kill it, that is, he is killed by other tricks, and he will also use his hand to insert the arrow into the prey**, this is the origin of the name of the story.

At the time, I remember that I laughed when I heard this story, and my mother laughed so much, but now I think there is no such funny joke in Japan, and my mother laughs beautifully......

Thinking of this, Shen Chong's mood suddenly became inexplicably better, he felt that after the battle was over, he must stab the buttocks of the devils who were put down tonight, and then pointed to the ass of each devil and said to Xiao Shanzi: "Look! Last night's devils were all killed, and the knives are not separated**! ”