As soon as the ammunition and guns arrived, the brothers had not yet touched the heat, and the sentry released by Liao Changsheng came back to report that there was a devil attacking. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The noodles in Liao Changsheng's mouth hadn't been swallowed yet, and he asked nervously, "Where is the devil?" ”

"Not far from the village, there are not many enemies, it should be the vanguard of the path!"

"Don't eat it, copy the guy and come with me, you must keep the devil out of town!" Liao Changsheng got up and said.

When the people who delivered the food heard that the devil was coming, they could not help but panic, and they were frightened and afraid.

"Old man, you and the people in the town find a safe place to hide first." Liao Changsheng took his brothers out of the town after instructing, and Captain Zhou and Su Han followed with the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army.

Less than five years out of town, I heard the rolling of the devil's wheels.

"Stop!" Liao Changsheng stuck to the ground and listened carefully, there was only one military vehicle of the devil, and according to the general strength configuration of the devil, the enemy might have about fifty people.

Soon the sound of wheels was getting closer and closer, and Liao Changsheng observed the terrain, which was too flat to be good at ambush warfare.

"Company Commander Liao, how do you fight?" Captain Zhou asked, making sure the two teams worked well together.

"Dry it directly, all the brothers are spread out, the spacing is pulled out, and the semi-circular fishing net will tie the devil in the net!"

The brothers quickly arrived in place according to Liao Changsheng's deployment, and waited intently for the devil to appear.

The devil's green-skinned military vehicle entered the soldiers' field of vision, and the devil's driver looked at it and found that he was surrounded by the enemy, so he immediately stopped the car.

"Fight~" Liao Changsheng just gave the order, the machine gunner on the military vehicle was one step faster, and swept up "suddenly", and the bullet violently hit the mud and stone in front of Liao Changsheng, and he was forced to retreat several steps.

In this vacancy, the 30 or so devil soldiers on the car quickly got out of the car with their guns in hand, found a good shooting location and fired wildly at the assault company.

A few devil artillerymen began to tinker with the throwing canisters in their hands again.

Liao Changsheng was very frightened when he saw it, like this kind of flat ground operation, the combat effectiveness of the assault company and the Eighth Route Army and the devils was not of the same level.

The soldiers were in high spirits, without the slightest stage fright, and shot at the devils.

The bullet hit the military vehicle violently, and the devil driver suddenly moved the accelerator and prepared to crash in the direction of Liao Changsheng.

The machine guns on the military vehicles sprayed bullets at great speed, and Liao Changsheng and the brothers around him had no chance to fight back.

In the blink of an eye, the two brothers lay silently on the ground, blood gushing from several blood holes in their bodies, staining a green meadow red.

Seeing that the devil's military vehicle was getting closer and closer, Liao Changsheng shook his two guns angrily, and several bullets flew out, finally knocking down the most difficult machine gunner.

The devil driver drove the military vehicle towards Liao Changsheng with bared teeth and grinning.

Zhang Ersil on the right immediately adjusted the direction of the shot, calculated the distance, the speed of the military vehicle, and the wind speed in his head, and calmly fired a shot.

"Bang!"

A bullet flew sideways through the devil's fire, shattering the glass of the military vehicle and sinking into the devil's driver's temple.

The bullet stirred the flesh and brought out a stream of viscous plasma from the other side, spraying it on the co-pilot's seat.

After moving quickly, the military vehicle coasted for more than ten meters with inertia.

Liao Changsheng kept speeding up his pace and retreating, tripped over a stone and sat on the ground, and the military vehicle also stopped, only one meter away from his body, and he was very frightened.

Before Liao Changsheng could come back to his senses, the devil's throwing cylinder made a sound and flew in the left, middle and right directions.

"Boom!"

The mud and grass splashed, the soldiers covered their heads to dodge, and the two brothers were knocked to the ground by the shells, their flesh and blood blurred, one of them had a split lip and was panting with his mouth open, and the other rolled on the ground without moving.

"Brother, hold on!" The soldier was about to step forward to save him, but the bullets of the devil's 38 big cover were spitted out, blocking his own progress.

The wounded soldier threw himself on the ground and crawled towards the ranks himself, dragging a long bloody path.

The soldiers began to retract, concentrating their firepower, and the flying bullets knocked a dozen devils to the ground.

However, the devil's throwing canister continued to rise into the air, and the shells were like a nightmare for the soldiers who were close by, and several soldiers fell to the ground with a single explosion, seriously injured.

The lifted dirt fell netting down and slapped the soldier's back.

When Liao Changsheng was helpless, he suddenly thought of the scene where the devil driver drove into him at that time.

Liao Changsheng climbed into the car, this thing is not as difficult to drive as imagined, and there is only a gamble when he turns the front of the car.

"Brothers, follow the car!" Liao Changsheng stepped on the power to the end, and the tires of the military vehicle rubbed violently against the grass for half a moment, and then rushed out suddenly, like a frightened wild horse.

Liao Changsheng drove the military vehicle towards the devil, and the brothers followed the military vehicle to dodge the bullets and rushed up.

The devil's bullet shattered the windshield, and the cheap glass slag drew a bloody mark on Liao Changsheng's face, and his right eye seemed to have entered the slag, which was very uncomfortable.

"Little devil on dog days, watch Lao Tzu pretend to be dead!" Liao Changsheng lay his head on the steering wheel and hit the devil straight at an extremely fast speed.

The devil's bullets frantically pounded on the military vehicle, and the sound of "click" echoed in Liao Changsheng's ears, and several of them grazed the side of his head.

The devil's throwing canister exploded wildly, and clouds of fire and black fog rose from the side of the high-speed military vehicle.

"Little devil, I'll fuck you uncle!" The military vehicle rushed towards the devil with Liao Changsheng's roar, but the devil didn't have time to escape, and several devil artillery operating the throwing canister were directly knocked out.

The military vehicle pressed the devil's body and continued to hit forward, and the high-speed rotating wheels pressed against the devil's head, bursting out a pool of viscous plasma.

The soldiers who followed behind the military vehicle fired quickly with their guns, knocking the fleeing devil to the ground, Liao Changsheng used the military vehicle to crash out of a bloody road, the brakes failed, and only the direction of rotation crashed into a mound.

"Boom!"

The head of the military vehicle was damaged, the mound collapsed, and Liao Changsheng hit the steering wheel several times with his head in the violent impact, and his head was bleeding.

"Big brother!" Zhang Ersil hurried up after killing the devil, for fear that something would happen to Liao Changsheng.

Liao Changsheng opened the car door and walked over, his head buzzing and blank.

"Big brother, are you okay?" Zhang Er asked silly while helping Liao Changsheng.

"It's okay, rescue the wounded." Liao Changsheng said unconsciously.

In this small battle, the assault company and the ranks of the Eighth Route Army lost ten people, five were seriously wounded, and countless minor wounds.

Back in the village, the old Chinese medicine doctor and his true disciples got busy, fighting for the most critical time to rescue the soldiers.

The villagers couldn't bear to see Yu Xin and got busy, and after a fight, Liao Changsheng finally walked to the door of the old Chinese medicine doctor and collapsed.

"Brother Changsheng~" Su Han was very frightened, and the old Chinese medicine doctor hurriedly came over to take a look, and said with a sigh of relief, "Slight concussion, it's okay to rest." ”

Zhang Ersil and Su Han were relieved, and it was full of screams of pain from the wounded soldiers.