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"Little devil, there is a kind of coming, grandpa is not afraid of you!"

In front of a key road, the explosion of grenades fired from grenades exploded, dozens of corpses were scattered in front of the entire position, and in the makeshift trenches, more than a dozen members of the martial arts team dressed in civilian clothes were screaming and roaring.

"Eight grid tooth road, give me an attack, attack ......"

A Japanese soldier Shao Zuo jumped like thunder, brandished his saber fiercely, and ordered his Huang Xiejun to continue to rush upward, looking at the crazy appearance of those members of the martial arts team who occupied the high ground, he simply gritted his steel teeth with hatred.

The team he led received an order from the military headquarters to block this intersection to prevent the troops of the China Army who had sacked the county town of Jinghai from passing through this side and locking them in the encirclement.

Who knew that they were about to reach the target location, but they were blocked here by these underground armies, these branches and underground armies were just some old guns such as old sleeves, old Mauser, and even bird guns, but these guys blocked them with such weapons, and they couldn't pass for two hours, so how could they not smoke the seven orifices of their anger?

Looking at the Huang Xiejun in the team who were recruited from the good people of the Zhina, he was frightened when he heard the gunshot, and the screams of his mother and father made him even more angry, and he was even more angry that he wanted to kill all the wastes before he could relieve his anger, he was sure that the members of this team should all be the elite of the empire, and in less than twenty minutes, they could wipe out all the crazy and noisy underground forces in front of him.

"Attack, attack ......"

After another burst of shelling, seven or eight Japanese soldiers with guns forced more than 100 puppet soldiers to charge upwards again, and gunshots rang out in the trenches again, and stones the size of bowls fell down like heads, and several puppet soldiers who had just rushed halfway were hit, and retreated like a wolf.

"Shao Zuo, these dead guys are too strong to attack...... the traitor translator cried.

"Firepower? Do they also have firepower? ”

Shao Zuo's nose was crooked when he heard the words, just now in this wave of attacks, there were less than five gunshots, and the rest were stones and clods, if this can be called too fierce firepower, he simply wants to bring these guys to the frontal battlefield to see, what is the real firepower!

"I'll give you ten minutes, regroup your team, and take this mountain, or you'll all die for me!"

Shao Zuo roared sharply, waved his hand fiercely, and the two machine gun arrays that were shooting upwards towards the mountain instantly turned their muzzles, aimed at these lifeless Huang Xiejun, and snorted coldly: "Who dares to take a step back and work to death!" ”

"Hi Hi ......"

The face of the puppet army crying and mourning is like a ball of chrysanthemums, and the heart says these damn little Japanese sons, themselves he. Damn, don't dare to rush and force Lao Tzu to rush, just forget it, and blame Lao Tzu for not being able to fight, it will really be Lao Tzu who is not a person!

But they only dare to complain in their hearts, and never dare to say it, although they have not heard that since they choose to be dogs, they must have the consciousness of being prepared ****, what they know is that if they don't take the position in front of them, they will not die in the hands of those guys who don't do anything after eating and only know how to make trouble with the imperial army, and they will also die in the hands of little Japan.

There is only one way to go hard.

Far behind, not so fierce gunfire could be heard in the distance; A team of seven or eight hundred men hid on both sides of the mountain road, loaded with bullets and bayonets, ready to fight at any moment.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The big bear came back with two soldiers of the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment tying up a man, with a rag in his mouth and a whining sound.

"I scratched my tongue, I don't know what kind of person it is!" Big Bear Road.

"Tell me honestly, who are you and why is there a battle going on in front of you!"

Wang Ma Pole tore off the rags in the other party's mouth, and the bayonet fiercely pressed against the other party's jaw and said with a cruel smile: "Dare to have half a word of lie, you know what the consequences are!" ”

"You are the nation. Sequence? You must have beaten Jinghai and attacked Tianjin, right? ”

As soon as the man could speak, he almost screamed excitedly: "This is a traffic artery, although it is in a remote location, but the party organization thinks that you are likely to pass by this side, so they sent us to occupy this side in advance to keep your retreat open - I didn't expect the little devils and traitors to know the importance of this place, so they started fighting......"

"You're from the Eight Roads?" Lone wolf asked.

"No, we're guerrillas of our own organization...... the man said with a heartfelt smile.

"Platoon Commander Wang, look at the good things you have done!"

Yang Zongman scolded loudly: "You also ask a little more clearly before tying, this is your own person, how can you say that you will tie up?" Still not apologizing? ”

“……”

The big bear is very depressed, if he ties his tongue and asks clearly, in case the other party opens his mouth directly and shouts, won't it leak the news?

"It's okay, it's okay, the water just washed the Dragon King Temple!"

The man smiled and said: "You go quickly, the brothers are almost unstoppable, you go first, we will help you break off...... If you don't leave, it's too late! ”

"We're gone, what are you going to do?" Cow pimple asked.

"We're fine-we can only fight small fights at most, but you can fight, you are much more useful than we live, I just hope you can fight as soon as possible, and drive all the little devils away......"

The man smiled, looked at the guns on everyone's bodies with envy and sighed, "They are all good guns, if we had such guns, there wouldn't be so many people dead over there......"

"Here's for you!"

As soon as Yang Zongman waved his hand, a soldier handed the man a half-new and old 38 rifle.

"This, this can't be helped, we are making a small fuss, such a good gun, it's a waste to hold it......"

The man refused fiercely, but his hand had already grabbed the gun and was reluctant to let go.

"Brothers, get ready to fight!"

No one paid attention to the man's excuses, and Yang Zongman roared: "Cattle Platoon Leader, Wang Platoon Leader, flank clip, the first battalion copied their back road, and the second battalion blocked head-on - we want to annihilate this wave of devils and traitors, and we can't let any of them go!" ”

"Yes!"

The big bear bullpimple roared, then roared fiercely and waved his hand, and quickly left with the troops, except for the dense footsteps, there was no sound.

"You guys, you go quickly, don't fight them, we can stop their ......" When the man saw the deployment of everyone, he immediately said urgently.

"We have our own arrangements, lead the way to your position, and we will show you how the battle is fought!" Yang Zongman roared.

"Thank you!"

The man was moved to tears, trotted in front to lead the way, and then saw Long Yun in the crowd walking proudly with a saber in one hand and a pistol in the other, and wondered: "Why are there girls in the **** team?" What kind of war does a woman's family fight, it is better to serve the elderly and children at home......"

Then, he was kicked to the ground, and the cold blade pressed against his throat, and he almost screamed in fright.

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