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"Give me a counterattack, suppress the opponent's firepower, suppress the opponent's firepower, the people inside are our brothers, our comrades-in-arms, we must rescue them......"

Zhou Biao couldn't stop yelling, commanding the puppet army he brought to shoot desperately, and even launched several waves of decisive charges to hinder the offensive of the Eighth Route Army.

"Quick, rush out quickly, and join Da Shao's side, hurry!"

Peng Weiyi was also yelling, leading hundreds of puppet troops who broke out of the siege to rush forward frantically, and converged with Zhou Biao at the fastest speed, on the way, the puppet soldiers left one corpse after another, dense and dense like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

The puppet soldiers were crying and shouting for their mothers, and they were in no mood to notice anything at all, they just wanted to escape, escape.

The scene was chaotic, and no one noticed that among the dense corpses of the puppet army on the ground, none of the corpses came to life, and then followed into those puppet soldiers, with no less than twenty or thirty people!

The Eighth Route Army naturally noticed this scene, and while everyone's faces showed a cruel sneer, they also felt cold all over.

They were sure that if they had broken out of the encirclement, they would not have noticed that the enemy had infiltrated their ranks, and that what a terrible disaster would have been caused by these spies who had just joined the two armies before they had time to put their formations in order.

"More than thirty people, six or seven grenades per person, this puppet army is in the chaos when the two armies have just converged, even if they don't want to mess up, they can't estimate it!"

Lei Ming grinned behind the position, looking at the puppet army ranks that were gradually converging, his eyes looked extremely cruel, and he ordered all the troops to be ready to attack at any time.

Han Xiaolei was also integrating the team to prepare for the attack, thinking that those puppet troops were just happy to break out of the encirclement, but the position was blooming on all sides, and the grenades used were all high-power grenades transformed with nitrocellulose starch, he couldn't help but shudder a few times in his heart, secretly saying that this plan is far away, not only is it vicious enough, but it also hits the blind spots of attention everywhere, it is simply impossible to prevent it, I hope that the troops of the Eighth Route Army will never become enemies with this guy, otherwise it will be terrible.

Wave after wave of puppet army ghosts rushed into the position crying wolf, many people had the urge to cry, from the arrival of the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment to the present they broke through, a total of more than 1,000 people were left less than five hundred, the kind of torment that could die at any time, simply made them collapse.

The puppet army flocked to all parts of the position, and the Eighth Route Army, disguised as a puppet army, had already dispersed, and no one noticed them at all.

"Don't mess up, pay attention to those dirt eight roads to take the opportunity to attack, everyone reorganize the team, and prepare to retreat......"

Zhou Biao was yelling, trying his best to keep the position offensive and defensive in order, and then he saw Peng Weiyi, rushed over with a happy shout, and punched the other party heavily: "It's okay, right?" ”

"Big and Young......

Peng Weiyi saw Zhou Biao burst into tears instantly, and choked up: "I'm fine, I have a lot of work......"

If it weren't for Zhou Biao desperately leading the team to come over to answer, he dared to guarantee that he and his subordinates would never have lived to see the sun rising at dawn - this is not an ordinary response, this is knowing that the other party must have an ambush!

Zhou Biao risked his life to save him, and this friendship will never be felt by anyone with a little humanity.

"Big man, what are you crying about!"

Zhou Biao kicked him unceremoniously and said: "It's okay - prepare to evacuate, this gang of dirt and road will never let us leave so easily, the brothers cheer me up and are ready to fight at any time!" ”

"Don't worry, our advance army is not a soft persimmon, as long as those bastards dare to come, Lao Tzu will fight with them......"

"Yes, it's a big deal to do it with them, and if you lose your head, you will have a big scar, and eighteen years later, Lao Tzu is still a good man......"

The puppet soldiers screamed, and everyone was in high spirits, and their eyes were full of fierce light.

Peng Weiyi still didn't understand what was going on, why the subordinates led by Zhou Biao had such a strong fighting spirit, but seeing everyone's high morale, he couldn't help howling, knowing that with these subordinates, no matter how many ambushes were set up by the Eighth Route Army and the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment, it would not be difficult to rush out.

Just as the howls of many puppet soldiers were extremely loud, suddenly some puppet soldiers began to sniff, and some people looked around, as if they had smelled something and heard something.

"Grenades, damn it, get out of the way......"

"There's a grenade here, too, it's going to explode, get down......"

In the next second, a terrified howl sounded on the entire position of the puppet army, and grenades with green smoke were found everywhere under the feet of the crowd!

"What? How can there be grenades in the positions? ”

Zhou Biao and Peng Weiyi's eyes widened in horror when they heard this, and they couldn't even figure out what was going on.

Thundered......

In the next second, the entire position sounded a sky-high explosion, whistling shrapnel, sweeping firelight, completely engulfed everyone, I don't know how many puppet soldiers were killed in the first time, set off, the miserable howl was extremely terrible, almost like hell.

The puppet soldiers, who were still fighting high a second ago, instantly turned into ant colonies that blew up their nests, running helplessly, lying on the ground crying, and wailing miserably......

The will to fight that they possessed collapsed in an instant, because they didn't know where the next grenade would come from, they didn't know where the enemy would come from, and everyone around them seemed to have become enemies.

"Damn it!"

Zhou Biao Peng Weiyi's body was also torn open by shrapnel, and he roared angrily, how could they not understand that there were now spies in their position mixed with the Eighth Road, but they didn't know who and where these spies were, let alone how to guard against them.

What's even more terrifying is that the Eighth Route Army will definitely not give them a chance to take precautions!

"Kill ......"

"Rush for me, kill all these two devils and bastards!"

On the position of the Eighth Route Army, which had just stopped for less than a few minutes, with the two crazy roars of the thundering Han Xiaolei, all the soldiers sounded a tsunami-like shout, and they pounced out of the position like hungry wolves, holding their guns and rushing towards the puppet army position that was completely chaotic!

"Don't mess up, chaos will be dead, organize a defensive line and prepare for battle!"

Zhou Biao and Peng Weiyi are still trying their best to save the situation, but the puppet army that was blown up and turned around can no longer organize effective resistance in the face of the crazy assault of the Eighth Route Army at this moment!

Even if the gods come, it is estimated that they will not be able to return to the sky!

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