The fat man called him at this time, and when the tiger heard it, his face was a little pale, but he still stiffened his head and walked over.

Yang Yun just frowned slightly, and then walked over without hesitation, as if he had no worries.

As soon as Jia Daode heard the fat man's words, he softened by half, could it be that this black-hearted fat man heard his words just now? There are still three shells in the shell box, and the black-hearted fat man has only fired two shots at the moment, so it's definitely not fun, now call them over, and the end is good?

But he didn't dare not go, thinking that Zhao Laosan's eight ways were just because he was working against the black-hearted fat man, what was the result? It's a grenade and a bombardment, all to the unlucky guy......

Seeing this guy coming over with different expressions, the fat man glanced at it with a smile, and his heart was like a mirror, these three monkey spirits had already guessed that he was going to get them next.

"Okay, they're all very smart, the fat man is too lazy to talk nonsense, the three masters, please!" The fat man bowed down and waved his five fingers with both hands, and made a gesture of please, and the invitation was the direction of the trench.

The three of them, you look at me, I look at you, and then they all gritted their teeth and walked forward, as the saying goes, father and son soldiers go into battle, and tigers and brothers fight together, and today they have to be shelled together in the trenches.

"That's right, the fourth master of the fourth master, Zhao Laosan's trench belongs to you, don't sneak up trying to change the trench, if you let the fat man fight the * cannon is not enjoyable, then the fat master I will greet you in another way, anyway, there is no shortage of light and heavy machine guns, grenadiers, and small steel cannons here." The fat man shouted at Jia Daodao's back.

When Jia Daode heard this, his body trembled, and he stumbled under his feet and almost fell.

He really wanted to change a trench with a cannon, they were a total of eight trenches, Balu and Monkey, and there was still time to change the trench to confuse the fat man in the reload interval of the shelling, but his careful thinking was completely seen by the fat man, and he also gave him a tight spell, do you say he is afraid?

"Look, look, Lao Tzu will tell you to mutter less about this living Hades, this time hit the muzzle of the gun!" Sai Lao sighed and said Jia Daodao.

Jia Daode cried with a sad face, this black-hearted fat man is definitely not careful, or careful, needle-eyed.

When Commander Ma and Officer Chen saw that the three masters of Hukou Mountain walked towards the trench, they saw from a distance that the crazy fat man had stuffed a shell into the barrel of the cannon, and he was pestle there, not to mention shelling them again, which made them really suspicious.

In fact, after the two shells, they were used to it, this crazy fat man only greeted Zhao Laosan with cannonballs, which made them fade out of the bird, and when the second shelling, the head of the horse was still squatting in the lightning protection ditch and smoking.

The fat man didn't know in his heart that Captain Ma and the others would sooner or later see that he was only dealing with Zhao Laosan, because in addition to Zhao Laosan, the other people in this team implemented his requirements quite well, and he only had to deal with Zhao Laosan.

The four grenades frightened Zhao Laosan's arrogance, and the two shells directly made Zhao Laosan a turtle grandson, and it was also when he should stop, and his goal was achieved.

There are still three shells that can't be wasted, so the power can be used to govern the leaders of the villages in the distance, and let Sai Laohu, Yang Yun, and Jia Daode understand a truth, in the face of shelling, you still have room for resistance, provided that they know the magic of the fortifications.

No matter what era the trenches are, it is impossible to completely save lives, only to reduce casualties.

Commander Ma and Officer Chen's analysis of his trench is indeed very good, but there is one thing they can't think of, the accuracy of grenadiers and mortars cannot easily hit the second-layer lightning protection ditch, because the first layer of trenches has obstructed the observation line of grenadiers and mortars, and the little devil can penetrate the second-layer lightning protection ditch with a width that only allows one person to squat.

The theoretical basis for this trench comes from the martyrs of the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam -- the cat's ear hole.

The fat man shamelessly changed it, and used it together, of course, if the luck is so good, the burp is not wronged.

But the fat man is afraid, he has always been lucky, if he really uses grenadiers and mortars to play, if a shell hits the lottery and falls into the lightning protection ditch, it will be really a disaster. There is no "mistake" in his dictionary because the factor of mistake is excluded, do you think he is funny?

The three of them came to the trench and told the head of the horse that they were relieved, and looked at the unlucky guy with a look at the corpse, which made the three of them angry.

Commander Ma and Secretary Chen climbed out of the trench and told the three tigers the key points of the anti-artillery, and then walked back for more than 20 meters, and the black-hearted fat man at the end shouted again: "Deflated calf thing, anti-artillery, 92 infantry artillery!" ”

Suddenly wailing all over the ground, the head of the horse regiment and they ran away, only more than 20 meters away from the trench is not a safe area, if a shell deviates a little, it will not die and peel off the skin.

"!" While retracting into the lightning protection ditch, the three tigers cursed in their hearts that this black-hearted fat man was ruthless in making little devils, and he was not ambiguous about his own people.

The "boom" shelling began, and the head of the Ma regiment ran about 40 meters and lay down, and the leaders of the villages who came to give congratulatory gifts also fell down, and they almost didn't pee their pants in fear.

In the eyes of these masters, this fat man dares to bombard the eight roads, the courage is fat, and the ruthlessness is enough to break the bull, after all, these eight roads are not Hukou Mountain's own people, and then at this moment, they feel from the bottom of their bones that this fat man is bold and fat, ruthless enough, and poisonous enough, even the people in charge of themselves dare to bomb his mother.

The fat man didn't stop breathing, after firing one shot, he filled another round, the interval between the three shells was very short, and the artillery bombarded the trench where Jia Daode was hiding, and the speed was faster than the head of the booming horse just now.

5,000 years of glorious cultural heritage, the Chinese people have been poisoned by Confucianism, "to convince people with virtue" four words, so that this ancient civilization signed how many unequal treaties, how much land lost, how many sea borders lost?

Although the fat man is a descendant of Yan and Huang, he doesn't believe in this.

Do you still need to talk about the examples of the hairy bear and the bald eagle American imperialists? The fist is the last word, in order to convince people, the fat man believes in this, to give these turtles a dismount, if you are not convinced, the fist beats these turtles until the service.

It's all here today, and I'm scared enough, so it's time to close the net!

After the three bombardments, he didn't care about the life and death of the three tigers, the fat man lit a cigarette, as long as the three goods came according to the requirements of the anti-artillery and hid in the lightning protection ditch, they would definitely be alive, he was not worried.

As soon as he turned around and was about to walk over to exchange "feelings" with these stupid village masters, he heard a coquettish shout in his throat: "Dead fatty, you are dead, you dare to bombard the old lady and brother!" ”