The Japanese machine gun grenades hit a lot tighter. Except for a few observers hiding behind the millstone, most of the soldiers had retreated into the tunnel.

This is the main reason why the puppet army was not shot.

The grenades hit the courtyard wall from time to time, and the harsh explosions sounded, and the dense puff sound continued.

The vulgar figures of the puppet soldiers coughed one after another.

The puppet army pulled the lift very wide, with a distance of more than 20 or 30 meters from the courtyard wall, and the target was so big that it didn't need to aim at it at all!

Generally speaking, at this distance, the divisions of the Ninth Battalion should start shooting pitching grenades.

Hearing the anxious voice of the armed team members who took the initiative to act as observers, the big dog poked his head out of the tunnel: "How about you playing against the enemy in the last battle?" Perhaps because the puppet army didn't even have a gun, the four rings of the big dog just poked out quickly pressed the trigger to a critical state and slowly released the index finger.

The puppet troops in the south of the village did not move, and the guns in the west of the village were firing violently. Luo Fugui, who was holding the machine gun and coming to reinforce the wall, was staring at the shooting hole at the base of the wall, staring at the ugly eyes and panting, trembling with his eyebrows, and frowned with a gray face to mutter to the big dog hiding in the tunnel: "What are you going to do? Are you going to play a rebellion in the last battle?"

"Don't you bet I'll let them fight the Japanese now. Do you believe it if they dare to turn the gun without saying a word?

"Grandma's matter is difficult to deal with, so I have to let Boss Hu make an idea."

"I can't accept surrender. If all the puppet troops surrender, our village will not be able to hold on..."

"I think so beautifully about you..."

"Or what if they want to line up to enter the village, let's take their guns?" The team members suggested excitedly.

The Japanese machine gun did not have much threat except for leaving some gun holes on the rammed earth courtyard wall to knock out some earth pits.

Hu Yi poked his head out of another crack in the millstone.

There is no need for a telescope at all, and it cannot be seen from a distance.

Nearby, the puppet soldiers waved towels in one hand and paper pieces in the other. It seemed that those guys were holding a certificate of war of revenge.

It is human nature to be afraid of death.

He did not order a shooting.

Obviously, the Japanese were beaten and scared, so they sent the puppet army to take the lead.

You must not be careless. These puppet troops now seem to be frightened sheep. Once the Japanese really attack the village, these puppet troops may become human-eating wolves!

Although I was worried, I still ordered the people behind me to shout and let the puppet troops enter the village and receive surrender!

These guys with no backbone have all kinds of reasons for joining the Japanese as puppet troops. Some are extremely guilty and some are forced to helpless.

This group of puppet troops came from Handan, and the armed team members in the activity area are currently unable to identify them.

The lieutenant of the devil is in a good mood.

Since the machine guns were suppressed and grenades were covered, the Eighth Route Army in the village had not organized a decent counterattack.

The Eighth Route Army in the village was cunning and did not attack the Imperial Army.

They really think that the Imperial Army doesn't know what kind of testimony they sent for the War of Revenge?

He felt that he had figured out the Eighth Route Army's mind, so he immediately decided to let the next squad of elites from his colleague's infantry lieutenant change into the uniform of the Imperial Army and sneak into the Imperial Army to launch a sneak attack.

If the Tujiao Route Army dares to shoot, they must first kill the Imperial Army.

The Imperial Army will die if it dies. At worst, after going back, I will give them the honorary title of a good soldier of the Imperial Army.

So, more than a dozen Japanese devils stripped naked the puppet army uniforms hidden in the trenches and quickly changed into them.

As for weapons, the appearance of the 38th bayonet and the 79th rifle are not much different from that of the smoke.

...

The puppet troops who came out of the smoke had their rifles on their backs, lying on the ground, rushing towards the village.

As an suicide squad, the puppet army was hit by two of them by cold guns when lit smoke, and there were almost no casualties among the others.

It has created a new round of offensive suicide squads' zero casualties in front of light and heavy machine gun grenades.

"Hey, there are a few puppet troops who don't seem to raise their guns above their heads..." The observer looked at the puppet troops who came out of the smoke and were different.

"How come the big man in Hebei is so short... No, he is a Japanese!" The big dog stared at the fake puppet army constantly emerging from the smoke.

Quickly shrink your head and raise your gun.

The Japanese who rushed out of the smoke were still stunned. The Imperial Army was so brave? Has it entered the village?

Bang...

The Japanese who were holding rifles at the front responded and took them down.

When shooting at close range, whoever covers up will take advantage of it.

As the big dog shot, someone immediately fired.

Due to the dense ballistic trajectory of the Japanese suppression machine gun, more and more soldiers emerged from the tunnel behind the courtyard wall.

The rammed earth courtyard wall in the west of the village is really solid. After so many guns and cannons, all of them are standing tall except those that have been blown up before.

"Haha...hehe..." Tang Dagou, who had retracted his head and pressed the bullet, causing the shooting position to twitch strangely on his face: "Why do you think the Japanese guy is so stupid?"

"What did you say?" the work team member holding a rifle to shoot.

"What the hell is that the Japanese guys change their clothes and don't change their shoes. Do you really think we are blind?"

"Oh, it makes sense..."

The big dog shouted to the tunnel at the top of his voice: "Don't you send an order quickly, as long as the military boots are all the Japanese..."

...

A car full of puppet troops appeared from the southeast.

Wang Pengying arranged a warning post in the ditch in the south of Tibet.

Three thatched military caps poked out, and the reconnaissance squad leader who was temporarily formed by the Ninth Battalion yesterday followed: "The Japanese's car is really good, and the car has to be squeezed in No. 56!"

The scout next to him slapped his thigh: "Oh hey..."

"What are you doing..." What's going on?

"Forgot to bury landmines on the road..."

"You know, the Autonomous Army is ours. This road is a major transportation route. Battalion Commander Hu will not allow him to be buried."

"But, is this group of people an autonomous army or a puppet army?"

"The puppet army and the autonomous army have different uniforms, this group of people..."

"Is it the autonomous army or the puppet army?"

"I don't know... hurry up and report to the company commander!" The squad leader was not sure. The puppet army and the autonomous army both wore big-brimmed hats and were wearing similar clothes.

A soldier hugged and trotted north along the wet and undried canal.

The roar of the car engine was heard far away. Before the reconnaissance soldiers came, the company commander arranged by Wang Peng to the south had already discovered the car in the distance.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The distance is too far, and Cao Changjing in his hand can't see the specific situation of the car: "Just one car or came from Wei County. Could it be that it was someone sent by the Autonomous Army?"

...

In the deep canal from north to south.

Li Laosan led four soldiers to waist and headed all the way north.

I looked back at the guerrillas following behind my butt: "Look at your virtue, your body is as thin as a Japanese butt, and I also said that I am a master of knives..."

"Would you like to gesture?"

"Hahaha, playing with a knife in front of Master Dao...uh...what's your name?"

"My name is Zhang Xiaodao!"

"Why don't you call Zhang Xiaoquan... I said you're losing your black black hatchet." [Note]

"Don't underestimate people." Zhang Xiaodao was reluctant to leave the Lancet. This was left to him by the master before his death. He also hoped to use this knife to kill the Japanese to avenge the master.

"Then can you carry my grenade launcher together?"

"Zhong." Zhang Xiaodao was about to share the worries for the squad leader.

"Hey, your thin body makes Master Dao regret listening to your Captain Po."

"Squad leader, I have been practicing swords since I was a child. If my family was not poor, I wouldn't have been so thin."

"You can't stop running and chewing dry food!"

"Hehe...hungry."

"What sect do you belong to?"

"Swallow Gate."

"Have you ever killed the Japanese?"

"without."

"When you approach the village later, you will be with you!"

"Okay!" Zhang Xiaodao agreed and asked again: "Squad leader."

"Yes." Li Laosan replied casually.

"How many Japanese have you killed?"

"Uh... I haven't killed it..."

"So you haven't killed me?"

"Just saved dozens of people..."

"Oh, it turns out you were chanting scriptures with the soldiers..."
Chapter completed!