At night, the wind gusts, the dew is ups and downs, and the rare insects are accompanied by the bushes, which is natural and harmonious. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Figures rushed to break the natural atmosphere, the mist diverted and surged, and the insects frightened away, far away from the fiery elves.

The elves weaved through the bushes, rustling, clanging, clattering, and all sorts of noises rang out around them.

Drip, drip, drip, answer, the radio indicator light is on and off, and a pleasant melody of war is heard.

The beautiful rhythm of the music was intoxicating, stimulating the nerves of the telegraph operator and deciding the fate of thousands of people, and the cuckoo held the headset in his left hand and listened intently, and the pencil on his right hand rustled and swayed.

Yang Guan retracted his eyes to observe the soldiers' attacks, and looked sideways at her busy shadow, and his heart was touched, and he was also looking forward to it, information, intelligence information determines success or failure.

The cold night breeze blew the beads of sweat on her forehead, and a black hair was busy falling on her thin delicate body, and a gust of wind lifted her hair to block her vision.

She was thin, frightened for herself, and her delicate body that sat on the ground looked slender, weak and unyielding......

"Yikes... What happened to you? The cuckoo wrote down the last code, and turned around to find a big trembling hand, startled, and saw that the figure sang sweetly, and he began to pay attention to himself, what a beautiful feeling?

"Oh, let's talk, how is the enemy?" Yang Guan was startled, asked embarrassedly, and couldn't help but want to pity her, she worked hard for herself and felt ashamed of her!

Du Juan's right hand holding the telegram patted his chest, his face was full of red, he took a few deep breaths to stabilize his mind, and said gently: "The outpost is urgent, the Segu detachment is very cunning, and it is coming from five miles north of Liangxiadian, attacking from multiple directions, and the troops are scattered, and it is estimated that it is trying to sneak attack the national army."

The wonderful feelings dissipate without a trace as the narration of the hostile situation is replaced by a layer of worry that envelops the whole body, inside and out.

Looking at the charming state of her daughter at that moment, her heart was fascinated and in a trance, and she was dazed in her retreating red, the damn little devil ruined everything!

"Whew!" Yang Guan took a deep breath, twisted his neck and creaked, stretched out his arms to expel the wisp of children's affection, stared sideways at No. 18 and asked, "How are the brothers preparing?"

No. 18's eyes were black, and he didn't see anything in the starry night, and he ignored the instructor's question and said: "Zero, I'm worried that something will happen, the brothers will be killed by you, in case of collective escape, there will be a hole in the attack front, and then ......"

"Stop!" Yang Guan raised the wheel knife and pointed at his shoulder, and reprimanded him sternly: "Your kid has not grown at all, the idea of rejecting the national army is too serious, Lao Tzu should have let you go to the national army to lead the troops!"

No. 18 was poked in the left shoulder and suddenly felt the pain, and a fire rushed up, and he said anxiously: "Zero, aren't I worried about the battle situation?" You know that I can't pee in the same pot with the national army, which pot is really not opened! ”

"Bastard!" Yang Guan was so angry that he wanted to beat him, but he added a force to the rotary knife in his right hand, and warned with a slashed face: "You put away the rejection psychology for Lao Tzu, the battlefield is engaged in centrifugal military law, and the advance team pays attention to unity, this is the War of Resistance, do you understand?"

The instructor was angry, and the eighteenth was so anxious that he wanted to say that he didn't reject his brothers around him, but he didn't want to see the bureaucrats of the national army, but he couldn't explain it clearly and couldn't understand it, and he always felt panicked in his heart.

The brothers who were born and died together are gone, and they are shields for the national army, and when they think about it, they feel that the effort of the advance team is not worth it, and the instructor should pull up an anti-war team to kill devils.

What's more, there is such a large batch of weapons and equipment, heavy artillery, mountain artillery, and countless guns and bullets, all of which are good for the national army, why?

Jiang was angry, as if he was not interested in the treasure, but intended to merge the advance team and completely control the instructor and the advance team.

The instructor disagreed, so he tied him up with training talents, and broke up the advance team, went their separate ways, and his fate was worrying, can he reunite again in this life?

No, it is absolutely difficult to meet again, and those bureaucrats in the national army will eat the advance team to death, and will eventually become pawns and cannon fodder?

Eighteen thought about tears and broke his bowels, until he woke up from the sharp pain in his left shoulder, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face.

"Report Zero, the tank sneaked into the mound area of Xianxian County in two ways, about twenty miles away from Liangxiadian, and it can strike with thunder just after an order."

"We are five miles to the left of the two shops, and the brothers of the first detachment are now guarding the hills."

"The second detachment lurked in front of the right side of the two shops, scattered troops in various mounds, and the front line stretched for more than a kilometer."

"All departments are ready, please give Zero a combat mission?"

Standing upright, with sour tears and trembling all over his body, he still did not get out of the sad shadow of his brother's parting, Yang Guan frowned and guessed.

"Order the tank to lurk silently, hide the traces, be patient and hold on until the time of the fighter, and tell the brothers that good steel is used on the blade!"

"Yes, silent lurking, decapitation with a steel blade!" The signal soldier stood solemnly, threw a military salute in a standard manner, and quickly squatted down to deliver a report, flying a stream of sand and dust with moisture.

The radio ticked and twelve, and the twelve stations lay in a row in the bushes, and a war melody shook the leaves of the bushes with dew.

Yang Guan glanced at his brother who was fighting next to the radio, the shower gel was full of heat, and there was a confidence in his heart.

In terms of this one-to-one radio liaison lineup, it is estimated that it is more than the configuration of a group army headquarters, and it can be deployed to fight on the front line at any time.

The night breeze was blowing, and from time to time a telegram was sent back that the Japanese army was approaching.

It was difficult to grasp the enemy situation at night, and the Seko detachment was divided into three ways, left, center, and right, and approached the store twice, and the national army there was reminded by the advance team, and I don't know if there was any reinforcement of vigilance?

"Da Da Da", "Bang Bang", "Bang Bang" ......

The battle end opened, and the direction of the two stores shone brightly, waking up the nerves of all those who have a heart.

"Zero, the Japanese army has begun to attack, the national army only has one battalion of strength in Liangxiadian, and it is estimated that it will break up in less than five minutes, shall we go up?"

Eighteen skeptred up from the bushes, lifted a shower of dew and dead leaves drifting in the wind, and looked at the instructor with confusion and concern.

"No hurry!" Yang Guan crossed the wheel knife and the back of his neck, twisted his head, extended his arms, and watched the distant war in a refreshing way.

In the anxious eyes of everyone, he turned around and said: "Order the left and right detachments to touch up, and assign a platoon of troops to outflank the rear of the Segu detachment, carrying a radio station to prevent emergencies."

"Yes, silently approaching, grouping roundabouts!" The signal soldiers were all in order to receive the order, and the order was quickly conveyed after the salute.

No. 18 swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, stared at the instructor in the dark anxiously and said, "Zero, why don't we rush up and kill the little devil by surprise?"

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, think about it yourself!" Yang Guan said nonchalantly, then turned around and waved his knife to signal the headquarters to move forward.

The eighteenth was so anxious behind him that he was scratching his brain, could he be wrong again? What's wrong with being caught off guard and unprepared?