"Brothers, brothers, listen to me, listen to me!"

Both Miyamoto and Maple felt that this voice was very familiar, and at the same time turned their heads to look, only to see Ma Yuchao standing on the circular fortification made of sandbags on the left side of the gate, waving to the two devils and talking loudly.

Miyamoto Shaozuo's brows furrowed, and he faintly felt that something big was going to happen: Abnormality is a demon! With Ma Yuchao's personality of being afraid of death, how could he run slower than himself when he was running for his life?

This two-devil commander is really damned, he actually dares to ruin his own good deeds, hmph! I will definitely settle accounts with him when I go back. This is the idea of Maple Wood Shaoza: It seems that within the little devils, there are indeed not a few people who have been brainwashed by militaristic ideas.

"Brothers, since the Imperial Army has its own difficulties, and time is pressing, the Eighth Route Army has already chased down, and we are not human beings at either end of the middle...... It seems to me that the brethren had better come with me to the other side of the camp and enter from that side. ”

As soon as Ma Yuchao's voice fell, he heard Ma Yuming shouting: "The commander is right, everyone can't waste time here, let's follow the commander to a safe place." ”

Immediately, a few more henchmen followed.

In this way, the two devils can only follow Ma Yuchao, the key is that Ma Yuchao is right: there are little devils in front of him, and the Eighth Route Army is chasing and killing in the back, and he is really not pleasing at both ends when he is inserted in the middle, no matter who comes, he will be the first to clean himself up. In this case, why should everyone block here, it is better to simply leave and let the Eighth Route Army and the little devils

It's a matter of life and death, anyway, as long as your life is saved...... The camp of the little devils set up two gates, east and west.

Ma Yuchao is really satisfied with his vision, especially his ability to grasp opportunities.

Why didn't he follow Miyamoto Shaoza into the camp? It's not that he couldn't get in. You know, he is a commander anyway, there are tens of thousands of horses under his hands, and the little devil just looks down on the second devil again, but for him as a commander, he still has to give a certain amount of face - you can't always let others do things with your face, right? Of course, in terms of personal ability, Miyamoto Shaozo is right: Ma Yuchao also practiced martial arts when he was young, and he has this foundation, plus he is fleeing for his life, and the distance is not too far, in a short period of time, he will definitely outrun the strong Miyamoto Shaozo.

The main reason why he deliberately fell behind and ended up mixing with his subordinates was that he knew some of the plans of the Eighth Route Army - even the coordinates of the little devil's temporary ammunition depot were personally marked by him and given to the Eighth Route Army, if he couldn't guess that the Eighth Route Army was going to kill the little devil's temporary ammunition depot, then he really had to wonder how he became the commander, and the rivers and lakes over the years were really in vain.

According to this judgment, he naturally understood: once the temporary ammunition depot of the little devil is killed, it will be ironclad equivalent to bombing the camp. When the time comes, the little devil will definitely not care about him, and his own soldiers and horses will definitely be in chaos. Without strength, his position, especially in front of the little devils, will definitely not be taken as seriously as before, and it is even very likely that the little devils will take advantage of the opportunity to swallow him, or he will be replaced by someone else to be the commander.

Therefore, his greatest wish now is to keep the strength in his hands.

He had already thought about it, if the little devils opened the gate and let them in, then he would definitely take his main force, especially a regiment, and hide as far away from the temporary ammunition depot as possible, just wait for the battalion to be bombed, and immediately run away with the team.

It would be better if the little devil didn't open the gate, and he could use this as an excuse to take everyone to a safe place, and then, after the camp was bombed, he would go smoothly...... In this case, he doesn't even have to find an excuse, who told you not to let me into the big camp? What can I do if I don't run away after the camp is bombed?

Therefore, in order to be able to command everyone at the first time, he must be close to everyone, otherwise, once things change and he is not there, the team is likely to disperse. On the contrary, with him as the backbone, at least, he is confident that he can take away most of the soldiers and horses, after all, he thinks that he is pretty good to everyone on weekdays. Even if he drank the blood of the soldiers, it was not as desperate as other warlords did, and he still left some food for the soldiers.

However, it is still the same sentence: the plan cannot keep up with the change!

Satisfied, he led everyone around the road, intending to go around the left side of the camp.

But just when he walked a few dozen meters with people, the 'wake up call' of the Eighth Route Army rang.

Although he didn't know that the Eighth Route Army was playing the wake-up horn this time, as soon as he heard this somewhat special military horn tune, he had a bad premonition in his heart. I immediately wanted to shout at the people behind me.

However, before he could speak, he understood what the Eighth Route Army meant by blowing the 'wake up trumpet' this time.

"Hit!"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

"Da! da! da......"

A burst of gunfire came from the right, and before everyone came to their senses, dozens of people were hit, and suddenly in the midst of the screams in this place, the two devils staged a panicked scene of people turning over on their backs.

The Eighth Route Army was still too poor, and the bullets were precious, although the assault regiment vigorously supported them with a batch of weapons and ammunition, but there were not many of them distributed to everyone.

At this time, if you can take advantage of the panic of the two devils and fire a few more shots, you can definitely more than double the casualty rate of the two devils.

However, the soldiers of the first battalion, in addition to the machine guns, each fired only two or three shots, and they had to charge.

"Comrades, follow me!"

"Rush!"

"Kill!"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

"Da! da! da......"

I saw that in the reeds a mile away, hundreds of soldiers of the Eighth Route Army suddenly appeared, all wearing simple grass rings made of weeds, reeds and other things, and many of them were carrying a bundle of reeds and grass, and they were shooting and rushing over.

However, seeing the morale of these soldiers of the Eighth Route Army was so high that they were even extremely angry, the two devils couldn't figure it out: We didn't win the war, why are you so angry?

In fact, the two devils are still taking the blame for the little devils.

The little devil is not only fierce and cunning, but also very cautious.

After they set up a temporary camp here, although they were facing a clear flat place, the little devils were not careless, but the little devils have not had time to check the surroundings little by little, but this did not prevent the little devils from using their own methods to check from a distance - the little devils simply came to strafe.

That is, from time to time, he fired a few times with a machine gun at the surrounding places where there might be hidden people. The reeds a mile away, such a large area, is definitely an excellent place for Tibetans, and naturally it is necessary to take care of it: every half hour, a shuttle is randomly swept into the reeds on time, and then quietly listens to the reaction to confirm whether there is anyone inside.

Unfortunately, eight fighters were hit and wounded, including a comrade whose right calf bone was broken on the spot, and the most serious was another soldier, who was hit in the back by a heavy machine gun bullet, lost too much blood, and died in less than ten minutes.

But one thing is certain: whether they were bruised or broken calves, or killed by being hit in the back, these eight heroic warriors, from beginning to end, even if they passed out in a painful coma, all of them miraculously did not snort.

Although it is said that the horse leather shroud is the glory of soldiers, although it is said that sacrifice on the battlefield is the norm, although it is said that everyone has hung their heads on their belts from the moment they join the torrent of fighting devils, and they have long been ready to sacrifice. However, watching the comrades-in-arms who get along day and night just sacrifice like this, rolling on the ground in such pain, clenching their teeth and even passing out in a painful coma, but never saying a word, who doesn't feel sad and angry in their hearts?

It's just that there was an order in the body before, and everyone could only try to restrain it.

Now, the order has been issued, and the time for the attack has come, everyone naturally released the extremely uncomfortable grief and anger that they had been holding back in their hearts for a long time, so they fought side rushes here, and the fight is extremely brave, and the grief and anger are directly on their faces, so they just shout the slogan of revenge for so-and-so.

Hundreds of warriors rushed over in a rage, and the posture was like a tiger descending the mountain, frightening the two devils who were originally panicked because they were being chased and killed, and later turned into frightened birds, and they were almost urinating.

It can be said that at this moment, these thousands of devils were all frightened, and they even forgot to shoot back.

I don't know who cried first and shouted, "Mother! The Eighth Route Army is going to eat people, run!" As a result, the thousands of devils who had just fallen down suddenly scurried around like headless flies, and there were even a lot of stampedes and collisions.

However, as soon as Ma Yuchao saw this scene, he was angry, shocked and angry, and finally forcibly swallowed the blood that could rise to his mouth, and quickly hid behind a few henchmen, and then shouted: "Brothers, don't mess up, hurry up and run to both sides!"

It's fine that he didn't shout, but when he shouted, it became even more chaotic, because everyone was in a panic, and they didn't even dare to look in the direction -- in case they looked up and a bullet just came?

"Brother! It's too messy, it's too late. Shall I protect you and run to the east gate?"

However, Ma Yuchao is really reluctant to have so many soldiers and horses, or rather, he is reluctant to live this rich day, and he understands that soldiers and horses are his life.

So, Ma Yuchao glared at Ma Yuming beside him fiercely, and roared: "Run a fart! Without these soldiers and horses, what will we eat and drink in the future?"

Seeing that Ma Yuming lowered his head and remained silent, Ma Yuchao's tone was lower, and he said, "Hurry up and follow me and take everyone to enter through the west gate." ”

After speaking, he took the lead in returning, and at the same time was about to shout for everyone to follow him, but he was pulled by Ma Yuming without thinking: "Brother, aren't you confused?

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