"Not good!"

Hearing the rapid sound, Wu Tong's face changed, and he hurriedly ran towards the direction of the school.

Zhou Yang also hurriedly followed and ran towards the school field together.

When the two hurriedly arrived, more than 20 soldiers of the Eighth Route Army had already gathered here, and many people from Zhangjia Village were also gathered here with anxious faces.

"Team, captain, that ghost, devil is coming up the mountain!"

The one who rang the bell with a big copper hammer was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old soldier, one of the little ghosts who studied with Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang remembered that his name was Li Gouyu, and begged Zhou Yang to change his favorite name to Li Jianguo, hoping to build a new and powerful motherland.

This kid is very serious about his studies, especially in shooting, and has some talent.

At this time, he should have just run up from the bottom of the mountain, his face was hot and red, and he was out of breath when he spoke, and he stammered.

Wu Tong hurriedly asked, "How many people are there?" ”

"Captain, the mountain road is winding, and it looks like there must be about two hundred people! It's time to get to the Spring Rain Pavilion! ”

Li Jianguo hurriedly said.

Wu Tong frowned: "Two hundred people, this must be a devil squadron!" ”

At this time, the establishment of the devils, a squadron must have more than 200 people, and it is said that it is a squadron, but it is actually more than the number of a company of the Chinese army. Moreover, it is equipped with light and heavy machine guns, grenadiers, and some are even equipped with mortars and infantry guns, and the combat effectiveness is very high!

Don't hit it hard!

Zhangjiacun took in and stationed these Eighth Route Army, which were hardcore anti-Japanese elements, and once they were caught by the Japanese army, they had absolutely no chance of survival.

These dozens of people can't deal with a squadron of heavily armed devils at all!

Wu Tong thought about it for a while, and quickly made a decision: "Continue to ring the bell, and call someone to notify you door to door, and quickly move to the back mountain!" Mr. Zhou, you go up the mountain with you, in this vast flat mountain, the little devil can't find us! ”

"I'll inform the villagers together, go up the mountain with the villagers, you don't have to worry about me, let's meet on the mountain!"

Zhou Yang said this, and ran towards the village with the soldiers, shouting for notice.

After a while, the village began to act, and it was not like the first time, they quickly packed up one by one, and after bringing some rations, they skillfully called for three and five, and went up the mountain.

Soon, the otherwise lively village fell silent.

In the midst of these reckless mountains, it is too simple to hide hundreds of people, and it is difficult to find a needle in the sea.

And Zhou Yang, at this time, had already climbed onto the roof of the tallest house in the village, the big head's house, and got into the carry-on space!

"Click."

While waiting for the devil to go up the mountain, Zhou Yang carefully checked the firearm on hand.

Then, after a long time, I ate a few nests and put a plastic bag with a lot of seeds in my pocket. Prevent a fight from getting burned by the falling cartridge casings.

The crooked handles seized from Niujia Village were erected and the bullet chain was inserted into the magazine for delivery.

"It's coming!"

Zhou Yang saw the figure of the devil gradually appearing on the mountain road through the small hole in the carry-on space.

Looking at the figure of the devil slowly approaching, Zhou Yang sat on the soft cushion behind the crooked handle machine gun, and picked up a palm-sized Nokia slider phone from the side.

"Bell, bell, bell~"

Press the power on button.

It can also be turned on, and the battery is not low!

Although you can't make a phone call, it still comes with a few mini-games, which can relieve boredom when you are bored.

Plug in your headphones,

Open music!

“we will we will rock you······”

The energetic sound instantly puffed up Zhou Yang's eardrums, and his whole body was like being electrified, and the passion came in an instant!

In front of the carry-on space, in a slap square, there are holes the size of needle tips with regular horizontal sequences, through which you can clearly see the devils outside.

However, when the devil is outside, it is difficult to see these tiny holes that seem to emerge in the void out of thin air.

Even if you do, bullets can't get into your space through these holes!

“Buddy，you're a yong man，hard man······”

Zhou Yang gently pushed the crooked handle forward, and the muzzle of the gun drilled out of the carry-on space for a short time.

At the same time, the devils who trotted into Zhangjia Village did not realize that an old was hiding in another space, setting up a machine gun against him!

Instead, in accordance with the Sanguang policy, he skillfully rushed into Zhangjia Village and began to search everywhere!

About pillar incense kung fu.

"Line up!"

Whoop!

Suddenly, more than 200 devils, holding in their hands, carrying pots and pans on their backs, snatching snatched chickens in their hands, and carrying killed dogs, gathered from all parts of the village towards the large square in the middle of the village.

"Report to the chief, there is no one in the village anymore, it seems that the people of China should have just left! And, we found this! ”

One of the devil squad leaders said, and took out a blue-gray hat that he was holding in his hand.

"Baga, Eighth Route Army!"

The squadron leader shouted angrily, looked up at the vast green mountains, and resisted the decision to continue the search: "Burn down here, I will turn this place into ashes······"

"Tutu Tutu Tutu Tu Tu ······"

Before the squadron leader's words were finished, all of a sudden, a gunshot rang out so suddenly!

The dense bullets turned into a torrent like a scoop, swept towards this side, and the devil soldiers standing in line here became the best live target!

In just a few moments, a large area had already been swept by bullets, and there were dozens of people!

The squadron leader was not spared, his side waist was scraped by a bullet, taking away a layer of skin and flesh, and immediately it was drenched in blood, and immediately there was the pain of burning fire!

"Enemy attack!"

The squadron leader subconsciously pounced behind the old tree with the bell tied to it.

The rest of the devil soldiers have suffered!

This is the threshing floor of the village, and it is also the school site of Zhangjia Village when the farm is slack. It's not big, but it's also an idle place, and in this idle place, there is no place to hide except for the crooked neck tree!

In this way, one by one the devil soldiers were bitten by the whistling light machine gun bullets, and the finger-long machine gun bullets hit the body, and a big hole was drilled! Even if you don't die at that time, you will die of too much blood in a short time!

By the time the devils ran behind the bunker, a squadron of more than 200 devils had already died!

Looking at the soldiers lying in a pool of blood, the squadron leader clutched the wound on his waist, his eyes were split, and he kept shooting at the place where the gunfire came from, but he only saw the bullets whistling, but he couldn't see where the machine gunner was hiding!

"Are you hiding behind the roof?"

Thinking of this, the squadron leader shouted: "Mortar!" ”

"Hello!"

A ghost soldier who was hiding behind a stone house, with a hole in his left arm and shoulder, and the bleeding devil soldier responded loudly, endured the severe pain, and began to fiddle with the mortar with one arm to correct the direction.

······

"Mr. Zhou!"

In the vast deep forest road, the villagers and the martial arts team have converged, and Li Jianguo anxiously found Wutong: "Captain Wu, Mr. Zhou is not here!" ”