If it weren't for the independent regiment on the hillside in front of them to launch a charge, fight the hundreds of little devils on the front, and let the little devils who returned to help suddenly retreat and take care of the front, none of the bandits in Panlong Mountain would survive.

The fat man dragged the red-eyed Pantianlong back, and the remaining brothers in Panlong Mountain retreated into the grove.

As soon as he retreated with his brothers from Panlong Mountain, the independent regiment that had launched the charge also began to retreat to the trenches.

"Trenches?" The fat man's eyes froze, just now he found that there was no reduction in the number of people when the independent regiment charged, and he was suspicious in his heart, when did Ma Dongming's kid have such good anti-artillery ability?

Now, he thought of the most critical place, Ma Dongming is indeed a talent, knowing that he must have let the soldiers dig the upper and lower double trenches, which is still the trench he taught Ma Dongming to dig at the beginning.

The banner of the independent regiment was obviously held back by Ma Dongming and attracted the artillery fire of the little devils.

The number of independent members of the group is no matter how big or small, and Chen Shudund will tell the fat man through the radio, and often ask him to put forward some suggestions for development.

He doesn't have any opinions on this friendly army, the coordination of the team, the battle formation, most of these things have been learned by Ma Dongming, and he has no intention of interfering in other people's affairs, and he can't interfere.

Let the bear build a defensive line in the Czech style, he himself was also pressing the crooked handle of the machine gun bunker, and when he looked back, including the wounded brothers, there were only about twenty people left in Panlong Mountain.

The lesson of blood, but this is not the time to preach, taking advantage of the fact that the little devil did not attack, the fat man walked over.

"Uncle. Are you injured? "The bear is pressing the magazine. I saw that he was covered in blood. There was a two-inch-long cut in his arm, and he asked when he stood up.

"Skin trauma, out of the way!" The fat man replied, there are little devils in all directions, and it is too normal to be hit with a bayonet.

"Oh." The bear responded, and hurriedly took out the gauze belt that Wang Yi asked him to bring before leaving, and wrapped it around the fat man's arm.

"The fat man said that it was not in the way, didn't you kid hear it!?" The fat man's eyes flashed. Shengsheng glared back at the bear and scolded: "If you have this time, you might as well teach the co-gunner how to change the Czech-style magazine!" ”

"Do you know how dangerous it is for the Czech-style continuous fire to pause during the battle just now?" After he said this, he suddenly realized that the bear was not a monkey, so he continued to scold: "If Zhang Liguo hadn't been distracted to take care of you, you kid would have given the little devil a bayonet bucket!" ”

After speaking, the fat man was not very relieved, and raised his hand to give the bear a blow to the head of the chestnut. He really wanted this knock to knock this thing smarter, but unfortunately it couldn't be.

The pause of the machine gun not only put the bear in danger. It also made the brothers who couldn't support the hand-to-hand combat with machine guns, and let these bandits, who had never seen the ruthlessness of the little devils, suffer heavy losses in vain.

However, he would not tell Bear about this, because Bear is a simple person, and if he knows that his mistake has caused the death or injury of his brother, this thing will definitely have a psychological burden, which is even worse.

The bear immediately stuffed the ribbon back into his backpack, sat down and began to teach the brother who was acting as the deputy machine gunner next to him how to change the magazine, and he copied the original words of Zhang Liguojiao, word for word.

The fat man shook his head and smiled bitterly, simple people also have simple benefits, at least they will carry out orders unconditionally.

"Fat Liu, injured?" Song Ming, who was next to him, also saw the opening on his arm and asked.

"Can you kid!" The fat man nodded and glanced at Song Ming, there was no blood on this kid's body, but his face was pale, and his hands were shaking.

This kind of flesh-and-blood style of play is not suitable for Song Ming, although Song Ming's skills are not weak, but he can't play the ability of a thief at all.

He took out a cigar and lit it for himself, and took out the extra one and handed it to Song Ming.

Song Ming's eyes were still resolute, but he was too tired, shook his head, and motioned for him to go and see Pan Tianlong.

The fat man turned his head, saw Pan Tianlong's appearance, sighed in his heart, walked over with a cigar, pulled Pan Tianlong who was sitting on the ground with a sluggish face, and then sat next to Pan Tianlong.

"Foreign goods, one for one?" He took the cigar in his mouth and handed it over.

Pan Tianlong silently took the cigar, and the fat man took out a lighter and lit it for him.

"Do you hate the fat man?" The fat man will not say those comforting, because he never comforts people, he will only let Pan Tianlong wipe away his tears and blood, do what he should do, and not let the brother who is more than fifty meters die in vain.

Pan Tianlong took a puff of his cigarette and nodded in the smoke.

"Do you regret it?" The fat man took a puff on his cigar and continued to ask.

Pan Tianlong continued to nod, still silent.

"Next, whether you kid go back to Panlong Mountain to leave some fire for Panlong Mountain, or continue to stay here is up to you, the fat man is sorry for you Pantianlong, sorry for the brothers in Panlong Mountain!" The fat man patted Pan Tianlong's shoulder, sighed, stood up, and left without saying a word.

He has always been a soft-hearted person, he can't let Panlong Mountain be wiped out, Panlong Mountain lost more than 50 lives in the face of the invaders, and it was enough, he still kept some fire for Panlong Mountain.

Being a man and doing things is too extreme, not a fat man's life.

But he himself must face this battle, because this incident started because of him, and should be destroyed because of him, as for the 100,000 oceans, it should be used as the burial fee for more than 50 lives in Panlongshan.

"Lao Tzu is not leaving!"

Behind him, the roar of the Pantian Dragon was heard.

The fat man turned to look at Pan Tianlong and said, "Don't go?" In the next battle, no one wants to live! ”

"Lao Tzu hates you, and I regret not listening to Qingjianglong's words and following you and the little devil." Pan Tianlong stood up, his sword eyebrows upside down, and said angrily: "But Lao Tzu hates the little devil who killed Brother Lao Tzu even more!" ”

He looked at Pan Tianlong and didn't squeak.

"It's Lao Tzu's brother, Lao Tzu should avenge them, if Lao Tzu wants to stay, isn't it just death? Kill one and earn one, Lao Tzu can't let the brothers die in vain! Pan Tianlong seemed to be venting, and roared at the fat man.

"We also have to stay, find the little devil for revenge, and we can't let the brothers die in vain!" The remaining brothers of Panlong Mountain stood up one by one and roared with Pantianlong.

"That's good......" He could only smile bitterly and said, "Then the fat master will take you to death!" ”

If it is not expected by the fat man, next, after the little devils tidy up, they will be cleaned up first, which is an obvious thing.

Because the little devils can't gnaw on the lone regiment on the hillside, they are a thorn inserted into the back of the little devils, and if the little devils don't pull them out, they will be afraid to attack the front hillside.

And there are few of them, just a round of hand-to-hand combat, let them reduce more than two-thirds of their personnel, not to mention the hatred of ending the brigade headquarters, it is impossible for the little devils not to give priority to cleaning them up.

The little devil is well-trained, the hierarchy is strict, the captain is dead, naturally there is an officer level 1 replacement, and there will never be chaos when the commander is lost, and the next thing is the real battle to the death.

During the first hand-to-hand fight, the bandit formation was chaotic, and he had completely lost the opportunity to wrench with the little devil, and the little devil would then cover it with continuous firepower due to his firepower advantage.

How many of these bandits who have not been trained in anti-artillery can survive under the firepower of countless grenadiers and two 92 infantry guns of the little devils?

The fat man had already foreseen the outcome of himself and them, but at this moment it was also time for those reinforcements to appear, and he only hoped that these bandits would not produce any moths, otherwise, even he would not survive...... (To be continued......)