Why is there a battle in the green water shop, and who is the devil going to ambush tonight?

The puppet army was still standing by the drawbridge, standing on the edge of the light of the campfire, looking out at the darkness in the east.

He tugged at the rifle strap on his shoulder with one hand, and sucked the cigarette in his mouth fiercely, and a gust of wind passed, and the ash that drifted away disappeared in the darkness, and the cigarette butt in the night suddenly bloomed with a bright fiery red light, and gradually dimmed, and the preoccupied face under the black stiff brim blurred into the darkness again.

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There was a faint light that flickered from time to time, making out the semi-arc outline of a steel helmet, and there was the slight scraping sound of a bush swaying suddenly, accompanied by the sound of hard soles trampling the snow.

At regular intervals, there was a figure crouching, followed by the sound of a warm hand, or the click of metal, or the Tomozaka rifle being loaded, or the crooked-handled light machine gun deploying the bipod.

Lieutenant Devil didn't think that the captain's arrangement would be successful, and he didn't think that those dirt roads had the courage and ability to take the initiative to send them to death on this winter night. He felt that the captain was a soldier without courage, and that these Eight Roads should have been eliminated in the daytime, and that he would not be stupid enough to come back if he ran away.

On the road during the day, he had already solemnly made it clear to the captain that it was a mistake not to chase after crossing the bridge, and it was a miscommand to do so. So now he thinks that the captain ordering him to lead his troops out of the village for this impossible ambush is a punishment for him, forcing him to spend the night in the cold wind, in the snow, and in the darkness with his eyes open, which is shameless and irresistible revenge!

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The rifle was cold, it had been held in his hand for a long time and it was still cold, but Hu Yi still held it, and he never even bent his index finger next to the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun habitually drooped, bowing his sturdy back slightly, step by step, slowly, lightly, predatory, focused, firm forward, breathing was not disordered, and the warrior behind him sounded only slightly heavy.

At such moments, he didn't know that he was actually excited, but unfortunately he couldn't notice that his own breathing was full of longing, it was a desire to kill, like a wandering wolf watching the sheep on the slope, he couldn't see how hideous he was now, he always thought that he was as usual, numb to the point that his heart was like an ice lake.

Suddenly stopped in the dark, swung his left arm back, stopped the messy formation of the second row of recruits behind him, and then habitually knelt down on one knee in the dark, never moving again, quietly looking forward.

There are lights and a campfire in the green water shop, just in front. The figure of the sentry is walking, moving, blocking the light that has been thrown into his dark eyes again and again, the four sentinels, all of them are pseudo-soldiers, it seems that this is normal, and the devil will not easily come to the periphery to be cold.

Waving his hand horizontally, there was a sound of ropes, and the recruits behind him who were about to break their nerves began to cover in fear, their movements were obviously too big, and Hu Yi couldn't force it, as long as they could still concentrate and carry out what they should execute.

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Boom -

There was a burst of fire, and sparks flew everywhere. The firewood that accidentally fell into the fire from the big dog's hand spilled a piece of spark, and at the same time there was a puff of smoke.

"What the hell?

The smoke from the stove suddenly became a little choking in the small wooden house, and Xiao Hongying, who was sitting on the firewood on the side of the stove, had to lean her small body back a little, widen the distance from the stove, and subconsciously fanned her little nose a few times with her hand.

"Can you be quiet?

"I found that your little girl is really hopeless!"

"What the are you idle!

"Why don't you have a gun!

"Talking so much nonsense, it's not going to do anything if you can't hit it, you waste coward, can you sit down and stop yelling?"

The fire stabilized again, the smoke faded, and the warm light of the fire jumped on the serious little face of the little red tassel, reflecting the light in those beautiful big eyes, which made the big dog suddenly a little confused. At this moment, those beautiful big eyes are really clear. Clear and clear, firm and simple, like the fire reflected in those eyes.

Three seconds, five seconds, seven seconds.

The big dog sat down again, and the dirty face under the crooked hat faced the fire again, and he lost his expression and lowered his voice: "All the special ones are neurotic! The big ones are neurotics, and the small ones are still neurotics." A bunch of short-lived ghosts!"

Xiao Hongying no longer looked directly at the big dog, and also looked at the stove again, and lost her expression: "If I have a shorter life, I am still invincible!"

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"I've already thought about the location, and the green water shop runs a mile outside the building......! I'm not on the beam, I'm going down to the halfway slope, etc., I can't believe I can't see the flowers on his shoulders clearly!"

"You've made flowers to die! What kind of weather is it outside? Are you poor ghosts when you're a devil? Don't wear an overcoat? Can you see flowers? You have to sew a military rank on the outside of your coat? Are you also a psychotic when you're a devil?"

"What then?"

"You're just! Cao Chang is all carrying knives, if this comes to a squadron, how many people will hang knives? The most important thing is that it is useless for you to do this, when no one has ever done this? Even if you really beat No. 1 with your fate, the little devil will not mess up, No. 2 will naturally become No. 1, No. 3 will become No. 2, squadron or squadron, squadron or squad, do you understand? You are just killing a lieutenant, no use for fart! The front team must be a puppet army, the devils are all behind, whether it is a single column or two columns, Cao Chang has a knife, mix and mix, where do you go to find No. 1? There is a special gun tower outside a mile, the devils didn't expect it, but don't expect to live if you fire a gun!"

"Has anyone done that? is that you?"

"I ...... How can you be so cheap! Lao Tzu would rather be a mad dog than a psychopath, not as lacking in heart and eyes as you!"

Both of them were silent, and continued to look at the fire, for a long time, Xiao Hongying, who was staring at the fire, suddenly said, "The devil must be allowed to come to the wine station...... That's what the fox is for...... Maybe now...... The fox is dead. As long as I kill No. 1, the little devil will definitely come......"

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There is no contact person, no contact point, and it is inseparable from the green water turret.

No matter who the devil is going to ambush tonight, he can only watch and can't do anything.

A cigarette was about to burn out, and I could already feel the cigarette butt starting to burn my fingers, so I took one last puff, then threw away the cigarette butt and stepped on it.

Tugging the rifle strap on his shoulder, he sighed, it's not that Lao Tzu doesn't help, it's that there is no environment and no conditions. Thinking about it this way, I feel more relaxed.

The messenger who delivered the message had already walked out of the turret and was about to return to the village, and as he passed by, he warmly patted him on the shoulder in the farewell ceremony.

This beat made him suddenly remember something, and raised his hand to stop the signal soldier: "Hey, by the way, you are just going back to the village, can you bring a message for me?"

"Talk?" the signal soldier smiled: "Is there a good friend in the village?"

"What a fart, I had a bad dream last night...... When you go back to the village and pass by the second house in the west, go in and help me, if he can put a sky lantern for me now, the debt owed to me will be forgiven, but you can't forget to talk about a long life!"

Although he couldn't see the signal soldier's expression clearly, he also knew that he was surprised, so he had to pretend to be natural: "You also need to pay for the passage with a message?"

The signal soldier suddenly smiled embarrassedly: "By the way, maybe you don't mind being on my name, right?"

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The night was cold, and the vague figure of the puppet army still dangled by the side of the drawbridge, occasionally rubbing his hands or stomping his feet, but all the time facing the dark sky to the east, waiting.

Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven.

If you can't understand it, if you can't guess it, it's fate!

When a little light floated silently in the dark background in the distance, he forgot about the cold for a while, staring, watching, in fact, he didn't dare to hope for a long life, only hoped for good rewards.

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