The staggering group began to run towards the mound, but at this time the devil suddenly stopped in a hurry. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Masao Uejima, who came from the city gate, was covered with the blood of the Chinese people, and the pungent smell of blood was indeed so delicious to him.

He loves to kill, and he enjoys it.

Seeing those ordinary people fall under his knife one by one, he felt his hormones burning and his emotions were excited. He thinks he was born for war, and war will lead him to glory!

He felt that Qin Yuan's group of militants was not like ordinary bandits, they were well-equipped and had a tenacious will to fight, and they could actually bring casualties to the Imperial Japanese Army. He believes that this group of people should be the elite troops of the Northeast Army, and there must be the existence of the Northeast Army nearby.

He wants to follow Qin Yuan to find other Chinese troops and fill in another credit for his military merit book!

As an invincible imperial soldier, Masao Uejima despised these Chinese very much, feeling that this group of people was a complete rabble.

Even if these rabbles killed his people, he still didn't care. Because he is confident that every time the other party kills an imperial soldier, he will return it to the other party with ten times a hundred times the head of the Chinese, nothing can stop the imperial Japanese soldiers, and death is not allowed!

He followed behind Qin Yuan with his troops in no hurry, and fired a few shots from time to time to scare and scare.

He even asked his subordinates not to aim, lest Qin Yuan and the others be accidentally eliminated and unable to obtain greater credit.

Although Qin Yuan wondered why the devils suddenly stopped charging, he couldn't control so much, as long as he lured this group of devils away, the people would be safe and his task would be completed.

At this time, Zhang Fenglin had already led the rest of the people to build simple fortifications at the mound.

Although there are not many people, they are also presentable, and the Maxim heavy machine gun is also set up. Fortunately, there was a brother who turned out to be the heavy machine gunner in the company, otherwise it would be difficult to find someone to summon this big guy.

Since the Makqin heavy machine gun was water-cooled, he had no water source at hand, so he could only concentrate the water in the brothers' kettle and pour it into the water-cooled pipe, although it was not much, but it was better than nothing.

Although Zhang Fenglin had not undergone systematic military command training, he also knew that infantry was a natural disadvantage to cavalry. Especially in the absence of heavy firepower at hand, you can only shoot at a distance, and you must not let the devil rush in front of you.

But fortunately, a Makqin was picked up in the city, and whether this battle is won or lost depends on the performance of this Makqin.

If he is lucky enough to meet the soldier who lost this Makqin, Zhang Fenglin will definitely hug him and kiss him a few times, and send charcoal in the snow, and come at the right time.

Qin Yuan and his soldiers finally ran back to the mound.

Zhang Fenglin pulled him back to his position, and asked anxiously: "How is it, you are not injured, are you?" Did the devil attract it? Did the common people run away? ”

At this time, Qin Yuan gasped and calmed down before saying, "The devils have been lured over, but they may have found our ambush, and they followed our ass unhappily and slowly along the way." The people don't know about it, so they should have escaped. ”

"Fuck the little devil" Zhang Fenglin scolded, and then said: "If you find it, you will find it, it's a big deal to do it with the devil!" I'm afraid of him! ”

"Let the brothers hurry up and prepare, the devil will come up immediately." Qin Yuan didn't care about chatting with Zhang Fenglin, so he entered the position after giving an order.

This will be the first time he has commanded a battle independently, and it will be time for a mule or a horse to test.

If this battle is won, he will establish absolute authority in the hearts of his brothers. If it loses, then it's all over.

On the battlefield, one brother after another fell into place. The machine gun rifle bullet was loaded, the grenade unscrewed the cap and pulled out the fuse, and it was neatly stacked in front of him, waiting for the devil to come up.

The heavy machine gunner made a final check on the Makqin in his hand over and over again, this big guy is the hope of all the brothers, and he must make sure that nothing goes wrong.

Masao Ueshima watched Qin Yuan run up the mound with his people, and it was said that the cavalry should not attack the mountain mounds with fortifications.

But the rampant Ueshima thinks that the warriors under his command are first-class soldiers even if they get off their horses, and their individual ability does not belong to the infantry at all. So he still walked over slowly with his subordinates without fear.

Of course, due to the dark sky, Masao Ueshima did not see the man-eating Makqin heavy machine gun. If he had seen it, he would never have brought someone up so stupidly.

In modern warfare, cavalry has actually begun to slowly withdraw from the stage of history. The cavalry of the little devils can also bully and bully the Chinese army, which lacks heavy firepower.

With his troops, Ueshima came to a distance of two or three hundred meters from the mound, which was the most suitable distance for his cavalry to charge.

Looking at the small mound that was slightly raised, Kamishima smiled confidently, which was quickly broken by his imperial iron horse. These stupid Chinese soldiers will become the souls of the swords, and become a set of numbers in the military merit book!

The war horse snorted from time to time, and the saber in his hand was already hungry and thirsty.

Masao Ueshima is making the final preparations, praying for the blessing of His Majesty the Great Emperor and the invincibility of his people!

Qin Yuan also vaguely saw the ghost cavalry lined up in the distance, and couldn't help laughing. These little devils are really rampant, wait for Lao Tzu's Makqin to fight in a while, and ask if you are still pretending to be forced!

The order went down, Makqin should not fire first, so as not to scare away the devil, and Lao Tzu will let the little devil taste the meal prepared for him by Lao Tzu today!

Qin Yuan's troops were two or three hundred meters away from the devil cavalry, and the commanders of both sides were very confident, treating each other as meat on a plate.

Masao Ueshima felt that the team was ready, and his spirit was at its peak.

"Warriors, the time has come to witness the glory of the Great Japanese Empire! Rush over and slash your blades through the head of the Shina man! Break their chests with your iron hooves! Your family will be proud of you, and His Majesty the Emperor will be proud of you! ”

"Rush! Long live the Great Japanese Empire! Long live His Majesty the Emperor! ”

With a burst of slogans, more than 20 devil cavalry launched a charge under the leadership of Masao Ueshima.

He rushed to the front, brandishing the saber in his hand, and he seemed to feel the thrill of the blade cutting off the enemy's head. He rushed closer and closer, and in his eyes, those Chinese soldiers two hundred meters away were about to turn into corpses with different bodies.

"When this group of Chinese forces is eliminated, presumably the position of squadron leader will not be far from me," Masao Uejima thought in his heart.

Shining sabers and rumbling horses' hooves are leading this gang of rampant devils to the road to hell.

There is no gunsmoke, no war, only countless dead Chinese sons and daughters waiting for their arrival!