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Jin Zhao raised his head and glanced at the entire battlefield, which was already in chaos at this time, with shouts of killing and screams everywhere. At this time, an officer of the Yue Army holding a command knife entered Jin Zhao's line of sight, and the little devil officer brandished a command knife in his hand, and with just two swords, he slashed the two soldiers of the 19th Route Army who rushed forward to the ground. Jin Zhao's pupils shrank suddenly, obviously this little devil is a master. And the little devil kept muttering in his mouth and didn't know what he was shouting, as if to boost the morale of the little devil, because he was too far away, and he couldn't see the rank of the little devil at night. Even if this little devil is not a big official, with this kung fu, he will bring a lot of trouble to the Nineteenth Route Army. Jin Zhao beckoned to the Wu family brothers beside him and said, "Have you seen that little devil officer in front?" Kill him for Lao Tzu! ”

At this time, Wu Pei was removing the military uniform of a little devil and simply bandaging the wound on his chest. Wu Quan heard Jin Zhao's words, glanced up, and sneered, "Only one bullet is needed!" After speaking, he took out a bullet from the bullet bag, pressed it into the magazine, clicked and pulled the bolt, and then raised the Type 38 rifle in his hand, took a look, and slammed it.

I saw that the little devil officer had just raised the command knife in his hand and was slashing at the top of the head of a soldier of the 19th Route Army. A blazing bullet accurately drilled into the little devil's chest, and the penetration of the 38 big cover was extremely strong, and after the bullet passed through the little devil's body, a large hole exploded in his back, and the blood mixed with the minced flesh bloomed in the air into a gorgeous blood flower. The little devil's eyes widened instantly, with an unbelievable expression on his face, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness, and then he fell to the ground with a bang. The soldier who escaped from the little devil's knife, for fear that the little devil officer was not dead, went up and chopped off the little devil's head with a knife, and a dog's head rolled out directly for several meters before stopping next to a corpse.

"Well done, well done! Remember, don't use a knife if you can solve things with a gun in the future, understand? After Jin Zhao saw that the little devil was killed, he patted Wu Quan's shoulder and said happily.

Wu Quan nodded with a smirk, but Jin Zhao was depressed in his heart, when would Lao Tzu have such good marksmanship? Whether it is the dead ghost Jin Zhao or the Jin Zhao who crossed over, the marksmanship is average, and it can even be said that the dish has arrived at home. If you use a box gun, you can still ensure accuracy when you are close, but once the target exceeds 100 meters, even if you use a rifle, Jin Zhao may not be able to hit accurately. Jin Zhao vaguely remembered that he seemed to be one of the people with the worst marksmanship in the fourth phase of the Huangpu Infantry Division, and it seemed that he would have to step up his marksmanship practice in the future.

Of course, at this time, Jin Zhao was naturally not in the mood to think about practicing marksmanship in the future, so he explained that the Wu family brothers were covering behind, and then Jin Zhao and Li Long rushed forward together, "Brothers! Work harder and drive the little devil into the sea to feed the king! At this time, Jin Zhao had already picked up a big blade, Jin Zhao didn't bring a big blade before, Jin Zhao thought that he was a battalion commander anyway, and he couldn't carry a big blade on his back like those big-headed soldiers! But as soon as the battle started, Jin Zhao regretted it, this big blade was indeed better than a bayonet, so taking advantage of the effort just now, Jin Zhao picked up a big knife from the ground. Jin Zhao and Li Long, each with a big blade, pounced viciously on the army like two fierce tigers.

Under the desperate counterattack of the 19th Route Army, the little devil finally became timid and began to retreat slowly. In the chaos, Jin Zhao didn't notice that even though the little devils retreated in a hurry, several little devils didn't forget to lift a headless corpse.

The little devil was defeated, but after an hour of fierce fighting, the casualties of our army were not small, so Jin Zhao and Pershing did not order the pursuit. Just recovering the positions that had been abandoned earlier, he ordered the soldiers to start cleaning the battlefield, treating the wounded, and repairing the fortifications.

Pershing led Jin Zhao and Li Long to his temporary headquarters, Pershing took out a pack of cigarettes, divided one between the two, and said with a smile, "Thanks to your timely arrival today, otherwise I would have to explain that even my old Pan would have to explain here." ”

Jin Zhao took the cigarette handed over by Pershing, lit it and took a puff, now Jin Zhao is not used to smoking such a cigarette without a filter, and he was choked and coughed violently.

Seeing Jin Zhao's ugly eyes, Pan Xing patted Jin Zhao's shoulder and comforted, "Lao Lu is good, he didn't embarrass our 19th Route Army, let alone our Huaxia people." Don't be too sad, let's kill a few more little devils to avenge Lao Lu! ”

Jin Zhao is indeed very sad, although he has fused the memory of the dead ghost Jin Zhao, he is also a veteran of a hundred battles, and he has long been accustomed to life and death, in the past few years, Jin Zhao does not remember how many close comrades-in-arms died in front of his eyes, but Lu Bin is his deputy battalion commander after all, and seeing Lu Bin sacrificed under the gun of the little devil, how can Jin Zhao not be sad. But Jin Zhao was even more angry, his grandmother's, Lao Tzu fought with the little devil for the first time, and the little devil killed his deputy battalion commander, which is too weak! The little devil who said the dog, this revenge will not be avenged, Jin Zhao swore secretly in his heart.

"It's still your kid's brain, and you killed the little devil's five Iron Kings at once! No wonder the brigade seat and the regimental seat value you so much! Even if you kid often violates military discipline and runs out to drink flower wine, you will turn a blind eye! This time, Lao Pan is completely convinced, and when this battle is over, how about Lao Tzu invite you to drink flower wine? Seeing that Jin Zhao was sad and angry, Pershing hurriedly diverted the topic.

Jin Zhao couldn't help but glance at Pershing, and said angrily, "It's not Lao Tzu who said you, Lao Pan!" You can't just be brave in war, you have to use your brains! Jin Zhao said and pointed to his head.

"Come on! Lao Tzu is a big boss, and there are so many ghost ideas in his stomach like you. Pershing said nonchalantly.

"Report! The two battalion commanders, Guangdong Road and Baoshan Road, were in an emergency and asked for support. A communications soldier hurried in and shouted.

"! Go with Lao Tzu in a row! When Pershing heard this, he immediately became angry, threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and said loudly.

"Wait!" Jin Zhao stopped Pershing, "Old Pan! I'll give it a run! Although we have just repelled the little devils, it is difficult to guarantee that the little devils will not attack again, and this place is also very important, so you still stay here and sit in the town, and I will go and see! ”

Looking at Jin Zhao's determined eyes, Pershing didn't want to say anything, patted Jin Zhao's shoulder and said, "Be careful, I'm still waiting to drink flower wine with you!" ”

Jin Zhao pointed at Pershing and said with a smile, "Then you just wait for the hemorrhage!" Li Long, you take the second platoon and the third platoon to support Baoshan Road, and the first platoon and the spy platoon follow me to Guangdong Road. Zhang Jinshan, your machine gun company was left behind to assist Battalion Commander Pan. ”

"Yes!" Li Long and Zhang Jinshan replied loudly. Zhang Jinshan was the commander of the machine gun company under Jin Zhao.