"Enemy attack, enemy attack, prepare for battle !!" Yamashita Yukino shouted hoarsely and grabbed the car radio: "Division headquarters, division headquarters, I am Yamashita Yukino, I am Yamashita Yukino, we have been ambushed by the enemy, ask for rescue, ask for rescue." ”

For the first time in his life, Yamashita Yukino asked for help, and he didn't see the enemy.

It's a pity that Miyamoto Hisashi will never receive his call for help, and the ambush battlefield chosen by Li Changshun is beyond the call range of the car radio and Yangquan.

Li Changshun wanted the tank wing of the Miyamoto Division, and it was not yet time to encircle the point to send reinforcements, so he had to wait at least to collect these tanks first.

Yamashita Yukino didn't hear Yangquan's response because he was really scared.

You can still live for the abuse of nature, but you can't live for the abuse of yourself.

The more people Yamashita kills, the more afraid he is of death, he doesn't know how the Chinese will execute him if they catch him, and when he dreams, he dreams of his various ways of dying, each of which can scare him from his dreams.

And now, he felt like his dream was about to come true.

Maybe...... There is still a way to survive by abandoning the tank and abandoning the car?!

This thought flashed through Yukino's mind under Yamashita, and it grew stronger and stronger.

But it also became more and more entangled with him.

He knew that if he ordered this, even if the head of Miyamoto Kukugishi did not drink and ordered him to commit suicide by disembowelment, then he would spend the rest of his life in the contemptuous gaze and saliva of others.

When Yamashita Yukino was still debating whether to give the order to abandon the car and flee, a devil suddenly exclaimed: "Look at ......."

Before you could shout, each of the twelve Type 97 tanks stared wide-eyed for the enemy, and everyone saw it when the smoking crockpots were thrown over the hillsides on either side.

Fire attack is one of the most feared ways for tanks to attack.

The little devils' eyes widened in horror.

They had already made up the crockpot and smashed it into the tank with a bang, and the fuel contained in it instantly burned the tank.

But they were wrong.

How could Li Changshun adopt such a stupid offensive method as fire attack, unless he didn't want these tanks anymore, without these tanks, he was still the commander of the armored infantry regiment.

On the hillside, Li Changshun stared at the soldiers who dragged the rope and picked up the ignited crockpots and threw them down one by one: "Little bad, you are too close to the fuck, be careful not to throw the crockpot on the tank, if you fucking smash Lao Tzu's tank, be careful that Lao Tzu's big soles will pump you." ”

The little bad laughed and said: "Division commander, we have these tanks, should you give me one, I don't want to load shells anymore, I want to drive a tank." ”

Before the tank arrived, this kid had already promoted Li Changshun, but Li Changshun loved to hear this.

Li Changshun laughed and said: "Look at your boy's performance, throw it away for Lao Tzu, damn it, Lao Tzu bought five hundred catties of chili peppers." ”

One by one, the crockpots fell near the tanks, crackling and shattering, and the ignited oil cotton yarn peppers in the crockpots collapsed everywhere, and in the blink of an eye the whole valley was surrounded by choking smoke.

The little devils hide in the tank and don't worry about the guns, but they have to gasp.

The choking smoke was pervasive, even if the devil closed the hatch and closed the observation port, it would be useless, and the little devils in the tank only lasted a minute or two before they crawled out of the tank with tears in their eyes, and their eyes were swollen like peaches.

"If there is a prowess, call Lao Tzu." Li Changshun gave the order, jumped out of the tank and grabbed a soldier's rifle, aimed at a shaking devil in the smoke of the valley, and slammed a shot.

The soldier who was robbed of the gun by Li Changshun was unhappy: "Regiment commander, isn't there a machine gun on your tank, give me back the gun, I still want to kill a few more devils." ”

Li Changshun was depressed when he didn't shoot the devil, but this thing was grinding and chirping on the side to ask for a gun, Li Changshun was not angry, so he had to say to the soldier with a hippie smile: "Stingy, I'll give you back one of them." ”

Bang, another shot missed the devil, and the bullet grazed the devil's ear and hit the tank behind him, which frightened the devil who couldn't even open his eyes and hurriedly fell to the ground and crawled under the tank.

The lower he was, the thicker the smoke from the peppers, and the little devil lay under the tank and almost coughed out his heart, liver, stomach and lungs.

Hiding here will sooner or later be choked to death, and running out will definitely be killed, how should I choose to die?

The little devil can't even give birth to the idea of resisting, he is coughing to death, his eyes can't be opened for a long time, he is holding his eyelids with his hands and tears are flowing, he can't see anything clearly, how can this battle be fought?

What's more, the tank soldiers are not equipped with other weapons except for one person and one Wang Yahezi, and with the power of Wang Yahezi, I am afraid that even suicide will be stuck.

As soon as the little devil turned around on this thought, the commander, who had slipped under the tank one step earlier, had already shoved the muzzle of his gun into his mouth and pulled the trigger with a thud.

Or the commander is smart, he already knows that today is the end of death, rather than endure more pain, it is better to simply end himself.

When the little devil heard the sound of gunfire beside him, he was so frightened that he opened his eyelids with both hands, and saw in the hazy eyes of the car commander lying next to him that the muzzle of the gun was stuffed in his mouth, and his head had been hit with a bloody hole, and his eyes were swollen like peaches, and he didn't know whether they were open or closed.

The little devil let go of his hands and whined, coughed and cried, and raised Wang Bahezi to his temple, and what he was now silently thinking in his heart was not his father or mother, but praying that the broken gun in his hand would give him a good time, because he didn't know if he still had the courage to pull the trigger for the second time.

On the hillside, Li Changshun missed the devil with two shots, and the soldier who was snatched the rifle by him laughed like a duck: "Regiment commander, don't waste bullets with your marksmanship." ”

Li Changshun was depressed when he was ridiculed by the soldiers, how can Lao Tzu say that he is also the first mobile platoon commander, but the commander-in-chief was selected from hundreds of people, why can't he even rob it now?

In fact, Li Changshun never shot the gun accurately at any time, he was the first mobile platoon commander, but that was also a choice that Xie Tian had no choice, there were only more than 100 refugee soldiers at that time, and he could only pull the general out of the army, so he had no choice.

Li Changshun depressedly returned the rifle to the soldier: "Damn, you still dare to laugh at Lao Tzu, there is smoke underneath, isn't it normal to play......?"

Before Li Changshun's words fell, the soldier had already fired a shot with a bang, and Li Changshun's self-deprecating words were choked back.

In the haze of smoke, the head of a devil hiding behind the rocks and only half of his head was instantly opened, and the devil jumped out from behind the rocks without saying a word, and died so hard that he couldn't die anymore.