"Come on!"

Lao Xu roared under the cliff with a blood-red dagger, he was bruised and bloody, and the corpses of the Japanese were lying at his feet.

The reason is very simple, because the Japanese army on the ruins has not been continuously replenished, and the two hundred people just now were consumed in the blink of an eye, and only one hundred and thirty or forty remained.

It's not that the Japanese army is empty, but their actions have been hit hard round after round in the almost self-destructive counterattack of the anti-union fighters, and every time they rush up, they will leave more than ten or twenty fresh lives, even the bloodthirsty division of the bull will have a psychological shock.

This is Xu Ruifeng's best chance for them to counterattack, as long as the attack strength is enough and the ammunition is complete, one salvo can defeat the Japanese army in the field, and a few more rounds of charges can completely break up the command system of the Japanese army!

It's a pity that Lao Xu has run out of ammunition and can't launch such a counterattack at all...... What's more, they no longer have physical strength, and the anti-United Nations fighters who can still stand now are all trembling legs, which shows that this battle has reached their physical limit.

The only one who still has the strength may be Xu Ruifeng, at least he can still shout.

On the cliff, Wang Ming, who had already emptied the magazine, raised his leg and pulled out the leg fork, got up and was about to go down the cliff, at this time, the old smoking gun came over and grabbed him by the back collar, and asked sternly: "Why are you going?" ”

"What for?" Wang Ming was resolute: "Die with our master!" ”

"Fart!"

"I'll tell you Wang Ming, you take people to fight devils, Lao Smoker admits it, but if you dare to take the people of the Anti-Japanese Federation to feed the Japanese mouth, Lao Tzu will not admit it!"

Wang Ming turned his head and said, "Who am I carrying?" Who am I shouting? Our lord let the devils surround him below, can't I go down and die with him myself? ”

"Don't put on a stinky face with me, it's not me and you Lai Xuan, if we do something else, we can call everyone out of Beiman Prison in one sentence, do you believe it!"

This is a typical fight in the nest, it's not that the two of them have an opinion on anyone, it's just that they can't come up with a way to look at the situation in front of them, and they don't know how to vent in a hurry.

It stands to reason that someone should have come to persuade them at this time, but the two of them stared at each other for a long time and found that they didn't speak, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, and then the sound of footsteps moving in the woods began to sound in their ears.

Lao Chu didn't dare to delay for a minute, he took the lead to lie on the edge of the cliff to observe the enemy situation, and said while looking at the situation at the scene: "Distribute ammunition to everyone, come to someone who can explain the plain, tell me what the environment is now." ”

"Lao Chu!" Wang Ming's tears were about to fall, as if he had seen a savior: "I said that there were people in the forest, why didn't you even let out a fart when you were a sentry, the feeling is that you are here!" ”

Lao Chu glared at him viciously and scolded: "You'd better stay away from me now, take a step closer to me, I'll easily kick you to death." ”

The old smoking gun said: "Old Chu ......"

"You roll the calf for me, too!"

"You two, what did you do just now, and now you will stand there for me to do it, and then watch Xu Ruifeng die in the hands of the Japanese son, do you hear?"

Lao Chu was really angry, he didn't look at people right, and the people who scolded him in a few words were terrified, and even Wen Lao Liu, who came with him, didn't know what to do with the ammunition box on his back.

"Ammunition!"

"Dead man!"

"That's your nephew and son-in-law, I really didn't see him!"

Wen Laoliu shrank his neck when he was scolded, and he didn't dare to fight back, and began to put ammunition boxes along the battlefield on the cliff.

"Listen to it, our ammunition is of different calibers, find something that can match the gun, don't give me a shuttle when the time comes."

"Wen Lao Liu, you send me the other half of the ammunition, explosives packs, and grenades to the other side of the cliff, be careful yourself, don't let the bullets bite."

As soon as the words fell, Lao Chu glanced back at Wang Ming, and suddenly his temper came up again: "Come on, someone who can pant!" Tell me what the is going on! ”

A young warrior leaned over boldly and said, "Uncle, what is going on......

This Japanese army has a very obvious characteristic, that is, after the death of the chief officer, there will be a phenomenon of downward movement of command authority, and the captain of the brigade will really go up from the deputy to the team, and when the deputy dies, the most senior squadron leader will go up, and if all the officers die without officers, the veteran will also take the initiative to take over the command.

However, the sniper of the chef made the other commander's commander dare not shout by the neck, and after killing the third commander with his life, even if the next commander is a fool, he knows that there is something to hide. Then, transmitting information back and forth on such a large area of the battlefield has become the most troublesome thing, so even if Xu Ruifeng killed a lot of devils in the ruins, the reason why the Japanese army still did not add it was that they had not received orders yet.

When Lao Chu heard this, he almost pursed his lips, and scolded: "One by one, I can't stay at home, do you know how to fight?" Yes! ”

"The situation is clear in front of me, and the enemy is right under his nose, and he doesn't know what to do when he climbs the cliff and runs out of bullets?"

"Xu Ruifeng usually teaches you like this?"

"You, come here!"

Lao Chu pointed at Wang Ming: "Let people untie their trouser belts and leggings, and in addition, go to the forest to find vines, and use trouser belts and leggings to tie three rootless vines together." ”

"Old smokegun, where's our machine gunner?"

The old smoking gun pointed to the cliff diagonally opposite.

"You bring more ammunition to Sibaozi, tell him, don't care about the battle situation in the village, and keep an eye on the machine gun position aimed at this side."

"Lao Chu, as soon as the fourth brother raised his head, the Japanese touched the cannon ......"

Old Chu was angry: "The soldiers on the other side are all dead? They don't know how to shoot when they touch the cannon? If you really have the ability to rescue Xu Ruifeng, you can't wait for me to come over, now, shut your mouth for me, and talk about your business after you go back. ”

After scolding, Lao Chu continued: "Comrades, after my gun goes off for a while, you will stare at the machine gun position for me and fight to the death, do you try not to let them raise their heads and understand?" ”

"Wang Ming, after tying up the vines, give me all the vines and go down the cliff, you take twenty soldiers for me to go down and rush into the village, remember, there is only one request, and I will risk my life to blow up the local heavy weapons."

"Other comrades, in addition to hitting the machine gun position, use Comrade Wang Ming as bait to send me reinforcements!"

"Holy shit, I don't believe in pricking a needle in your stomach, and you can still lie down under the wall."

"Everyone, take your place!"

Wang Ming carried a bunch of trouser belts into the woods, and when he came out again, his shoulders were full of dry vines, all bound by trouser belts and leggings.

When he tied the vines along the big tree, the old smoking gun had already reached Sibaozi's side, Lao Chu saw this scene, took the spear and pulled the trigger at the Japanese who were standing in the middle of the ruins to fight with Xu Ruifeng with a bayonet - bang!

"Hit!"

After shouting in this voice, Wang Ming began to climb down the cliff with vines in his hands, at a height of one hundred and ten meters, below was the machine gun position of the devils, and they went down like this......