Although Captain Maeda is the commander of the military police, he also understands the military, but his duties and habits determine that he is a cautious and conservative devil, and he does not want the devils to suffer too many casualties, of course, the security army is not within the scope of his consideration, and Battalion Commander Wang is willing to be a pawn, Maeda is very happy, and ordered Battalion Commander Wang to attack from the west side of Xinglong Town to the town, because it is afternoon, of course the west side is chosen; the Uesugi squadron set up a blocking position outside the town to prevent the Eighth Route from escaping, and at the same time send trucks back to the county to ask for reinforcements. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The battle begins again, with the attacking and defending sides castling.

The periphery did not encounter resistance from the Eighth Road, but was abandoned by the Eighth Road, and the whole battalion smoothly advanced to the town, one company went straight to the main street in the town, and the other two companies pulled away on the left and right, submerged between the roof tiles, and advanced in parallel, carefully expanding the scope of control.

The gunshots rang out and the gunshots rang out again, and finally they staggered together, denser and more urgent, and the dust and fog kicked up by the grenades began to rise, vaguely undulating in Captain Maeda's telescope.

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In the town, in a certain house, children and old people curled up in the corner of the house, a policeman guarded by the window, sweating at the muzzle of the gun, and a policeman guarding the door, because his right hand was sweaty, he changed the gun to his left hand, leaning on the door frame to listen to the noise outside.

"Is it the Imperial Army?"

The voice trembled slightly, with excitement, and the policeman sitting at the table stood up violently with a shell gun, he was the self-proclaimed kind straw bale police captain, and his chest was so excited that his eyes lit up.

"There's a situation!" the policeman by the window suddenly shouted, and at the same time raised the muzzle of the gun and aimed it nervously at the courtyard wall.

Bang la la-poof--

A figure fell from the wall into the courtyard, fell on his back and faced the sky, and scraped off a piece of ash and soil. The policeman guarding the window didn't shoot into the courtyard, because it was obviously a petite girl, who was grinning and getting up, rushed to the door of the house despite the pain, and began to pound the door fiercely: "Second aunt! Second aunt open the door! My family is occupied by the eighth road! Second aunt ......."

The policeman guarding the door slammed the door open, and the girl lost her center of gravity and threw herself into the door on the spot.

"Shut up! I'm going to kill you right now!"

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the girl, so frightened that her big tearful eyes did not dare to blink, so the muzzle of the gun was lowered again: "Get out of the way!" The policeman guarding the door closed the door again, and leaned against the door frame to carry the gun and continued to be nervous.

The woman cowering in the corner subconsciously muttered, "You...... Who is it?"

Then the woman's pupils began to dilate infinitely, and she could no longer close her mouth, because the gray girl in front of her was drawing a pistol, which was much larger than Wang Ba's box, and was as gloomy as her little tearful face.

Bang Bang ...... The sound of rapid fire from large-caliber pistols shook the room, the blood mist was puffy, and it instantly spread on the dark walls, the policeman by the door frame was still slowly sliding down and had become a corpse, the policeman by the window had no back of his head, and the whole window was bloody red and picturesque, and the kind-hearted straw bale captain looked down at the blood hole in his chest and rolled his eyes, slowly fell back, knocked over the chair and knocked over the table, lying in a pool of his own blood.

The child finally cried, the woman finally screamed, and the old man holding the child in his arms finally understood, and couldn't help but turn around and shout angrily at the woman: "Shut up!

Six shots in one breath, the last one in the chamber of the gun, her muzzle still did not let go, kept wandering on the three corpses, and then the door of the house opened suddenly, walked into a cold-eyed person, quickly scanned the environment in the house, and finally glared at the girl: "Why did you act without permission?"

"I went through the crack in the door and saw a gun in the window. ”

Then another big man came in, looking at the blood on the wall and muttering: "We are broken! I can't cooperate with you! You are really not this material!"

The girl pouted: "At least we have bullets now." ”

Three minutes later, the group of four marched obscenely in the scattered alleyways again, two in front and two behind, Hu Yi Ma Liang in front, Luo Fugui and Xiao Hongying in the back, and the four rats tossed and turned towards the west to the wall.

What can four people do on a battlefield that is divided into a pot of porridge? The soldiers of the Third Company all thought that Hu Yi had run away with his three soldiers, but there was no reason to say that they were deserters, because this was not an order from the superiors, and of course the Ninth Company had no obligation to tie up with the Third Company, and the Third Company did not lack these four people.

Hu Yi asked Ma Liang to follow him, because they were still wearing black skins, and in the event of an unforeseen encounter, there was still room for manoeuvre; Hu Yi chose to go west because the enemy came in from the west, and the gunfire proved that it was still the security army, and there were no devils, and the four of them really couldn't do anything, but a heavy machine gun could do too much.

Judging that the heavy machine gun will not be placed outside the town as a decoration, it will inevitably enter the town. Whoever the Heavy is, the code is the same as Hu Yi's, so Hu Yi knows where the heavy machine gun will end up, so he has to take advantage of the chaos that has not formed a fixed front to get as close to the hunting site as possible.

Among the bricks and tiles, Hu Yi is a fox, a dead fox. He himself knew that he was not for the third company, he was just enchanted, the sound of the two or four heavy machine guns made him obsessed, after a long time, his bones were itchy when he heard the first sound, and now his heart seemed to be willing to take a risk to see Zhou Wanping.

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Although the three companies have no experience, the defensive position and the brick environment give them the greatest protection, and through Su Qing's mouth, they know their current tactical purpose, so they will be firm and tenacious to the end.

It is precisely because Wang Ying has experience that they dare not advance too fast, and strive to move in steadily, this does not include Wang Battalion Commander, he hopes for a quick victory, and the order is also, but his subordinates Yang Fengyin do not contribute to the work, these soldiers always have difficulties to prevaricate, everyone is afraid of street fighting, and it may not be easy to see and listen to all directions.

The battle in the southwest area of Xinglong Town fell into a stalemate, the Eighth Route 1 stubbornly defended a few small areas and did not retreat, and the situation in the northwest region was similar, the battle line had become a dog's tooth, and batches of wounded began to be carried back, screaming and wailing.

The company commander who commanded the eastward advance of the middle road was being scolded by Battalion Commander Wang: "On the left, the brothers are unwilling to use grenades, and on the right, they say that the terrain is too complicated to go any further.

A second lieutenant of the security army rushed west on the side of the street with his waist bent, and the cold guns continued, forcing him to climb from time to time, and find the nearest step ditch as cover, and the end of the long street behind him was the central street entrance, and several small two-story buildings around the street intersection had become the stronghold of the Eighth Road, and a crooked machine gun was also there, changing the window from time to time to shoot at the exposed targets on the street.

The second lieutenant crawled to an open shop on the side of the street, and immediately shouted after rolling through the door in embarrassment: "Full warehouse! Why don't you cover up! Get out of here for me!"

The Miner II quadruple machine gun was placed in the door, and the four security guards leaned against the corner with their hats crooked and smoked, and there was a small clattering sound of falling, and Mancang opened the curtain and shook out of the room behind, still chewing the found cake in his mouth, and replied unhurriedly and vaguely: "There is no water." ”

"You're ......"

"The water tank in the back kitchen is empty, I just searched it, and I can't be blamed for that. ”

The second lieutenant's lungs were about to explode: "You have to hang yourself from a tree, are you?

"That'...... I'll go out and look for it. ”

"Come back!" the second lieutenant hurriedly stopped Mancang, who was about to go out, and raised his hand to the few who were smoking: "You go! I'll give you a quarter of an hour, and the heavy machine gun must go off! Otherwise, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite!"

A few of them left their cigarette butts and got up dejectedly, the second lieutenant glared at Mancang fiercely, and the cat bent down and rushed out the door.

As soon as the curtain of the door was broken, another person came out of the back room, crooked hat and gun without carrying it, bypassing the heavy machine gun to the side of the shop door and quickly scanning outward, and then sat lazily on the ground against the door frame, and said to himself: "Fate! If you are a human being, you can't escape your life! Lao Tzu is really enough!"

Man Cang also sat down against the wall on the other side of the door, staring blankly at the street outside the door, watching the stray bullets occasionally hit the ground nearby, or the tiles on the street, and suddenly asked: "Brother Qiu, Balu really beats the devils? Why don't I believe this firepower!"

Suddenly, there was a sound, and the curtain of the door of the back room was lifted again, and a security soldier stupidly lifted the curtain and did not move, still carrying an empty bucket in his hand.

"You're coming back in a moment?" Man Cang looked at the bucket man under the curtain of the back door and was puzzled: "Talk?"

Brother Qiu on the other side was stunned for a few seconds, raised his hands suddenly, and at the same time whispered to Mancang: "Don't move! Don't move!"

The empty bucket fell to the ground, and the security army under the curtain lay down softly, but the curtain did not fall, because there was still a man standing behind him, dressed in black with dirt, with wide eyebrows and thin eyes, and expressionless, holding a shell gun in his right hand and a bayonet that had just been drawn in his left hand, and the blood was sliding down the blood groove.

Full of warehouses.

Brother Qiu, who raised his hands high, turned from stunned to stunned, and subconsciously sneered: "Hu ...... Sir. ”

The black-clothed man under the curtain followed the sound, and the expressionless face was also stunned: "Half immortal?"

...... (To be continued.) )