"Boss Hu, why don't you let the second platoon play the front here?"

Luo Fugui's face was unwilling, his eyes were up, and the door was also widened. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Tian Lai Novel.23txt.

"Aren't you the number one in the whole group?

"I ...... The conscience of heaven and earth alas...... I didn't say that, how many soldiers do I have?"

Hu Yi no longer paid attention to the crying bear, and shifted his gaze: "Tian Sanqi, you are the right wing of the second row, go out of the village, at least pull out three hundred meters to the north, and you are not allowed to retreat." ”

Looking at the green fields in the north of the village, Tian Sanqi was not happy, the right flank was obviously not suitable for the enemy to outflank, and it was estimated that there was no other work except to release the long gun: "Company commander, I ask to hit the front." ”

"It's a pity that you're the worst platoon commander, so let's start with the reserves. ”

Tian Sanqi was stunned on the spot, he ran over, he didn't know that this was Luo Fugui's shameless line, remembering that he couldn't hold the second row in the last battle, and he had nothing to refute with a bayonet in his right hand.

"Before Ma Liang came back, I took a platoon to take charge of the left flank, and the battle is expected to end with the arrival of the main force of the devils. Don't be stunned, let's set it up. ”

Hu Yi turned around and left, so Tian Sanqi also turned around and left, leaving the crying bear speechless, bathed in the desolate morning glow, no wind and Xiao Xiao, and the high place was cold.

There was another dumb person at the scene who didn't blink, Wang Baoku didn't understand everything, isn't this posture just to fight with the devil? The third platoon should be the front? This can only be regarded as a squad, right? The commander of the ninth company looks at how unpleasant this platoon commander Luo is? However, this platoon commander Luo is even more ruined, and he actually opens his mouth to shirk, where is the honor of the soldiers? The ninth company is really cool!

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The range at the intersection of the west end of Xinghua Village is not small, even if the third platoon of the ninth company is added to the health soldier He Gensheng and the Wang Baoku of the third company, there are only eleven people, and the devil is blocked in the front? Is it possible?

Wang Xiaosan persuaded Xiong: "Mule, mourn." Anyway, I still have this flower trap!"

Little Red Ying scolded the bear: "Yes! Count on me to kill the devil squad leader this time!"

The waste made a mouth: "Platoon commander, the company commander didn't say let us defend it, right?"

Li Xiang adjusted the grenadier without panicking, Tang Da dogken held a gun in the corner of the wall to recuperate, Xu Xiaomo shook his hands: "Squad leader, where is the machine gun mount?"

A sigh: "Boss Hu, Boss Hu...... Isn't that forcing me...... What do I have on hand other than a few two hundred and five?"

Wang Baoku reminded: "Is it ...... It's time to set up your position?"

"Shut up for me!" The bear's face darkened, and he found his target with a stomach full of anger: "This is what makes you an unlucky ghost! Do you fight with a gun? All of your three companies were fished out by me and Boss Hu, so what qualifications do you have to intervene? Grandma, how many shovels and pickaxes do you have in all of them? And you tell me about arranging positions? Arranging a ghost...... Layout...... Ahem...... Uh......" Halfway through the fire, Xiong suddenly changed his expression, and his tone subconsciously changed to a strange taste: "There is still some time...... It's time to set it up! His grandmother ...... Isn't the devil just a front squad......"

The tone turned...... Tang Dagou couldn't listen to it anymore, so he had to open his lazy eyes, although he was not an old man of Jiulian, he already knew what kind of thing this bear was, what kind of fart was this holding?

The body is tall, standing up and shaking the wall suddenly, the hand fork fat waist is lined with the glow, raising the ugly face and revealing the fierce light and looking westward, in an instant, the general's true colors, iron-blooded demeanor, steel backbone, at a glance of the mountains, the marshal of the canopy is as brilliant as the mortal, and he is shocked by two hundred and fifty-one pieces.

"Who is Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu is a machine gunner! What are you afraid of?"

"......" 255 don't talk to each other, are you sorry or not?

"Let's go, let's set up a position with the platoon commander. The bear propped up the low wall and walked west into the open field.

"Where are you going, you have to go east to run!"

After passing through more than 100 meters of cropland and wading through more than 100 meters of barren greenery, the bear stopped and said to Li Xiang, who came up: "Just like you are a devil little gunner, come from the west, what position do you choose, take a look." ”

Li Xiang became the first person to understand Luo Fugui's intentions, and continued to walk west without hesitation, looking back at the distance from time to time, considering the best range, considering the best angle, considering the cover, avoiding trees (because of the high angle of fire of the grenadier), carefully choosing positions, and soon began to raise his hand to point out one position after another.

Luo Fugui is not half a bottle of water, he has followed Hu Yi to the present, not only has he become a professional machine gunner, although his tactical literacy is not as good as Ma Liang, it is not comparable to ordinary people; he knows in his heart that once the devil vanguard team is not able to fight the whole front, at least a detachment will be sent to copy the flank, the northern terrain is not suitable for outflanking and there is a second platoon, it is estimated that the devil is going around to the south, sooner or later he will hit a row on the left flank, whether the first platoon is commanded by Hu Boss or Ma Liang, that detachment of devils will not be better, and the flank is not among his worries.

Therefore, the devil troops facing the three platoons head-on should be two detachments, more than 20 infantry, two light machine gun crews, and one or two grenadiers; among them, Luo Fugui is most afraid of the grenadier that can bomb him into a dog, so this bear must help the devil arrange the position in advance, so that the devil grenadier can appear in the desired position, and there is no need to look for or guess after the battle starts, how sinister the intentions are.

However, the width of the battlefield is not small, and Li Xiang pointed out more than a dozen possible positions in one breath, some of which are behind dense bushes, which is not difficult to deal with.

The remaining positions are pits, this is not easy to do, it is too late to fill in now, I didn't expect such an unsolvable problem to fail Luo Da Ying, he pushed Wang Baoku into a shallow pit that can be used as a grenadier on the spot: "Take off your pants and pull for me!"

"Huh?"

"Ahh Then the bear untied his trouser belt and called out to his heel: "Little, let's go, I'll pull that big pit with the squad leader!"

In the blink of an eye, the squatting pit of the three platoons of the Ninth Company was opened, leaving Li Xiang standing next to his most satisfactory position, hesitating, not wanting to deploy grenades in this position, because this position may be reached by other devils first, and then given to the grenadiers, and it is not safe to arrange tricks. So, Li Xiang took this position as a starting point, silently counted back step by step, carefully measured the distance, and had the target positioning in advance, he had a high probability of hitting with a hit!

The two hundred and five people were very comfortable, but Comrade Wang Baoku had a very complicated mentality, painfully constipated, trying to breathe, and he would never forget this bubble for the rest of his life.

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The morning sun finally jumped out of the east mountain with difficulty, the glow turned blue tomorrow, and the sun brightened the east wall.

To the west of Xinghua Village, a Czech light machine gun was mounted on a low wall, and Luo Fugui sat under the wall and squinted in the sun. Under the wall on the right side of the machine gun was a half-lying ear, lazily holding a few machine gun magazines; under the wall on the left side of the machine gun sat cross-legged Xu Xiao, looking up with excess energy to see the clouds in the sky changing.

The machine gun position is more than 10 meters to the right, Xiao Hongying is stepping on the probe of the pile of tattered debris above the corner of the wall, holding her Cao Chang mirror and continuing to observe to the west, Wu Shishi is sitting next to the garbage pile under her and gnawing on dry buns; the observation position is more than 10 meters to the right, Li Xiang is half-kneeling behind a large grinding plate and poking his head, simulating over and over again aiming at the 'fishing' position in the west, and the waste temporarily becomes Li Xiang's assistant, impatiently accompanying Li Xiang to do simulated shooting actions.

The grenadier position was more than ten meters to the right, Tang Dagou and Wang Xiaosan nested in the corner, their noses were not noses, their faces were not faces, and they whispered sarcastically to relieve each other's boredom. At four points some distance back, Wang Baoku came to He Gensheng's side, he didn't know where he should be, so he asked He Gensheng helplessly: "Why don't you put the machine gun in the middle and put the left head?"

He Gensheng smiled shyly: "The machine gun beckons, as soon as it starts, the bullets and shells are greeted near the machine gun, and it is easy for someone to accompany the burial in the middle, so it is placed at one end, and then transferred to the other end after a while, and the left and right sides are reversed back and forth, and both ends are machine gun positions." The girl is the observation position, and the big dog is the cover position. Don't look at the three rows of people, there is no shortage of chapters. On the other hand, in fact, the devil is the same. ”

Holding the binoculars, Xiao Hongying's voice suddenly lit up: "Ma Liang is back! It seems that the devil has arrived!"

"Grandma, let's see if it becomes a wave!" Luo Fugui had to stand up, without patting his buttocks, and directly ripped open the broken gong and shouted: "Copy the guy! Hit the devil when you see it! It doesn't matter how far away he is, let them move here slowly, and only then can he have the heart to find a good nest when he comes over unhurriedly." ”

Soon, several tired figures ran into the mouth of the West Village in embarrassment, and the leader was Ma Liang, whose eyes were bloodshot, sweating through his military uniform, stained and muddy, and the empty kettle occasionally made a sound with his pace, panting to answer Xiao Hongying's question: "Three miles at most! The first search team! Two squadrons are behind, and it is estimated that there is a three-quarter road difference." ”

After finishing speaking, he pulled out Wu Shishi's kettle from behind Wu Shishi's waist, raised his sweaty neck and poured water violently, and drank miserably.

Luo Fugui shouted: "Do you know how many small cannons the first team brought?"

Ma Liang, who put down the kettle, took a breath and recovered a little: "One." What about the company commander? Hey, you're going to hit the front?"

"Go south out of the village, your row belongs to Boss Hu. Luo Fugui was not in the mood to answer the second question.

Only then did Ma Liang notice an unfamiliar face, and half-bowed down and rubbed his own painful thighs and greeted him: "You are the king of the third company......"

"King's Treasury. Wang Baoku's expression was very dumbfounded, he was still surprised, this Ma Liang's reconnaissance mission can do this? How close is this to the devil?

Ma Liang smiled tiredly at him, and then waved his hand to several subordinates who were about to fall to the ground: "Don't stop here! Let's go!" When he passed Luo Fugui, he said again: "If you can't stand it, you have to send someone to send a notice! Don't sell me!"

"Can you come, when I will?"

Ma Liang went south, and the last laugh still came back......