The secret whistle, who was a step later, was gasping for breath, preparing to step forward to clean the battlefield.

But he was stopped by Yang Fengzi, who had half his head exposed behind him: "Be careful..."

The secret whistle that had just come out quickly hid next to the stone in panic.

Holding a rifle, he aimed at the corpses of the Japanese on the ground in front.

The big dog's lazy voice came: "Don't panic, fifteen Japanese soldiers came, seven of them left, three of them carried away, and the rest were just one shot!"

He hesitated for a moment. His current location was not good, and he saw the five corpses in the bushes on the ground.

The plan to re-fire the gun failed.

After thinking about it, he rushed forward with a bayonet and quickly stabbed each of the corpses.

After doing all this, I ran away.

He remembered it very clearly that even if the Japanese smashed their grenades, they would have to wait for a few seconds before they could explode.

It is absolutely not more than four seconds to stab the body with a bayonet!

Hidden on the side and waited for a while.

Fortunately, the Japanese on the ground didn't move.

The secret whistle poked his head out of the hiding place: "Brother Big Dog, didn't you say that the Japanese like to pretend to be dead and smash the grenade?"

The big dog had a dark face: "Damn you, kid, move quickly, but it's better not to do this in the future..."

"Big Dog Brother, I stabbed all the corpses on the ground. I should be dead to death..."

Five figures hiding in the darkness emerged from the moonlight.

The leading big dog pointed to the north and ordered the secret whistle: "Don't you put the whistle a mile north..."

The secret sentry nodded: "Yes!"

The old bandit Qi inserted the shell gun into the gun holster and began to grop on the Japanese corpse.

Finally I felt a pack of cigarettes, sat down directly behind the stone, and scratched a match and lit it: "It's so dead..."

He was calling another sentry to a secret whistle, turned to look at the old bandit Qi and said casually: "Hey, I said old bandit, aren't you afraid of being shot by the Japanese when you smoke this night?"

The old bandit Qi leaned against the north stone, so he was naturally not afraid of being shot: "If the Japanese bullets could turn around, I will recognize it..."

call out...

A numb and whirring sound made people cut through the sky.

The big dog, who was looking north with a gun, immediately pounced on the bushes beside the huge rocks and the next to him, and screamed strangely: "Large-caliber mortar shells..."

Crazy Yang followed directly into the stone beside him to avoid it.

boom...

The Japanese used a grenade launcher to shoot a round.

However, there was no explosion.

A clang of grenade fell from the stones and hissed.

Yang Crazy smelled a slight depressing smell and was shocked: "Poison gas bomb..."

Keep in mind the common sense of anti-virus gas bombs that Hu Yi once said.

Quickly spread your legs and jump to the side, away from the smoke that was filled with moonlight.

The veteran's experience allowed most of the people present to escape.

From a distance, looking at the gray smoke that was soon blown away by the mountain wind, Old Bandit Qi, who covered his chest and coughed, couldn't help but feel numb: "Are you killing five Japanese soldiers? Is this Japanese a killer going to use his trump card as soon as he comes up?"

The secret whistle also kept coughing, staring at the big dog with big eyes: "I only smell a little, will I be poisoned to death?"

The big dog's eyes were also full of fear: "Damn it, you boy ran faster than me, hurry up and find a way to reconnaise from the side to find out how many Japanese are in the valley..."

The secret whistle standing next to him suddenly screamed: "No, the third son seemed to be in the smoke just now..."

Madman Yang grabbed the secret whistle that was about to go into the smoke.

After struggling for a while, Yang Fengzi's hand was like iron pliers and he didn't break free.

After a while.

The poisonous gas was finally completely blown away by the mountain wind.

Crazy Yang let go.

The secret whistle quickly ran to the location where the comrades were when they hit the poisonous gas bomb.

He stretched out his hand to lift his comrades up, and touched his comrades' neck, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Three son! What's wrong with you?"

The other few immediately surrounded him and lifted the three sons out from behind the stone.

Under the moonlight, the three sons' big eyes were twitching.

He seemed to want to say something, but his mouth widened but no sound was made.

Yang Fengzi reached out and touched Sanzi's neck. The hand that was touching under his nose trembled violently.

Retracted his hand and shook his head.

The corners of Sanzi's mouth, nose, eye sockets, and ears were all bleeding.

The body's twitches are getting bigger and bigger.

His big eyes stained with blood were full of reluctance.

finally.

A tilt of the head...

The body no longer twitches.

The body, which was still warm, finally turned into a corpse.

The secret whistle was filled with a chill: "Sanzi, don't die. You promised me that we will kill the Japanese together..."

Crazy Yang ignored this scene and turned around and left.

Old bandit Qi shook his head and stood up with the big dog and left: "Hey... Big dog... You said the Japanese fired a shell and there was no movement. What's going on?"

"It might be a warning..."

"The Japanese meet us is a life-and-death battle. Will it warn?"

"How can I know? Maybe I want us to retreat, and then they send someone to get the Japanese corpse away..."

"What if the Japanese fight against poison gas bombs?"

Yang Fengzi, who was standing on the mountain road, looked at the dark hillside in the north and suddenly shook his head: "Don't be afraid..."

The old bandit Qi gave the man a blank look: "Can your mother explain it more clearly? She recites the Three-character Classic all day long...Which saint do you pretend to be?"

The big dog shrank his neck and asked, "Is it a test shot?"

Madman Yang frowned: "No."

Old Belt Qi asked curiously: "Why?"

“Not suitable!”

Old Bid Qi was stunned for a moment: "I'm going to get into your mother, what's wrong with me? You should explain it clearly..."

Madman Yang didn't care about being scolded: "Terrain!"

But the big dog savored it: "Damn you mean... there is wind on this mountain, and he will directly be blown by the mountain wind when he fires this poisonous gas bomb, so it is not suitable?"

"right."

Old Bandit Qi felt that talking to this guy was more tiring than beating the Japanese head-on: "You bastard, the more you talk, the less you talk. Do you think I'm so excited to guess?"

But Yang Crazy Nodded and turned around and walked back.

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The old bandit Qi who was following behind continued to mutter: "This guy doesn't get in, and he doesn't even want to scold him..."

"Damn this guy is just an emotional machine..."

"Hehe, how dare you scold their leader?"

"How dare you behave me?"

Old Bie Qi smiled strangely: "If you dare to curse in front of him, I will call you uncle!"

"This guy always tries his life. Are you stupid?"

These people seemed to have completely forgotten that one of the sentry sacrificed.

Li Laosan, who was following behind the two, looked back and looked. The sentry who had put down the body was groping north, and finally plucked up the courage: "Hey, there is one sentry missing now. Should we go and help?"

The big dog shook his head: "After the gun is fired, someone will come up!"

Li Laosan suddenly realized, lowered his voice, and asked with curiosity: "Big Dog, why can't you scold Yang Crazy Commander?"
To be continued...