A green gauze tent lies across the east and west and walks towards the ditch.

North branch canal.

The smoke of gunpowder is filled with bloody garlic.

Just broke the necks of two Japanese warriors.

Li Laosan, who was in charge of reconnaissance, immediately lay motionless in the ditch.

After a while, he slowly crawled westward again.

He turned around and asked the correspondent who had been following him: "Did you hear it? The Japanese didn't seem to react. You said... Did the ghosts here also retreat?"

"You are waiting here, I'll go over and take a look!" The commuter slowly stretched his neck and looked west. The dark night filled with smoke was blocked by the messy branches and leaves of sorghum on the ground. It was estimated that he could only see four or five meters away...

Li Laosan suddenly muttered: "Don't poke your head, something is wrong..."

"What's wrong?"

"Master Dao smells the Japanese!"

The correspondent burst into laughter: "You... can really blow!"

Li Laosan suddenly raised his foot and kicked the correspondent who stretched his neck into the ditch, and whispered: "Let's go down! Don't make a sound!"

Behind him, there were a few dull sounds, and a class that followed Li Laosan to cover him and rushed into the ditch.

Although there were almost no soldiers among the soldiers brought by Li Laosan, they all believed Li Laosan.

If you don’t believe it, Li Laosan’s fist is as big as a casserole.

No one refuted his orders.

The kicked correspondent rubbed his kicked legs and turned his head and asked dumbly: "Master Sandao, what's wrong?"

Li Laosan looked serious: "Top a grenade, right front, fifteen meters!"

"Ah? Where are the Japanese really?"

"Shhh... Shut up to Master Dao! If anyone talks, I will beat him to death!"

...

The Japanese Assault Lieutenant under Xiong Erqi has always considered himself brave, and he has never abandoned his companions on the battlefield.

I was ambushed by the Eighth Route Army for not once or twice, but in the end, I almost ended with the Eighth Route Army for escaping.

But this time, it seems to be very different from before.

The reinforcement lieutenant who was in charge of his attack suddenly ran away.

Grenade launchers were everywhere around him, and light and heavy machine guns hit the devastated sorghum pole.

The broken sorghum pole leaves exuded a sweet and refreshing fragrance, and were more filled with pungent whistles everywhere.

Moreover, the smoke of gunpowder seemed to be different from before. The big garlic smell followed, and the second lieutenant felt a little itchy in his nose.

I reached out to slid my nostrils, and a slippery feeling came from my fingers...

Based on experience, it is definitely not a snot. Could it be that I just dig it gently and dig out nosebleeds?

The thought that something was wrong in my heart became stronger and stronger.

I turned around and looked at it. In the blurry smoke under the moonlight, most of my nearby subordinates had a gauze ball pulled out of their urgent bags.

The second lieutenant's breathing began to become heavy and weird.

But he can't touch his head at all.

Bang...

A hard object flew over the blue gauze tent and smashed on a steel helmet.

boom...

The explosion fragments stirred up the broken soil and sand, and brought a wave of heat to knock down the second lieutenant who was protruding his body.

The pig's brain was buzzing and lost in the darker smoke space.

Dada dada...

The light machine gun in the north suddenly rang...

The dizzy lieutenant was glad that he was not hit by shrapnel.

The opponent's light machine gun was pressed very low and he was very tricky. He clearly heard a few muffled groans from his subordinates.

It was the fire reconnaissance of the Eighth Route Army, and the second lieutenant thought so.

Before the reconnaissance gangsters came back to report, he did not rashly issue a counterattack order.

After being beaten, the Eighth Route Army fought back even though they fought back. The well-trained warriors were different. Before the commander gave the order, they all lay on the ground and waited silently.

The Japanese who took off the grenade did not even get the insurance charge.

...

The eastern section of the same ditch.

South side.

The garlic smell seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

Li Laosi led the commandos who had supported the gray team and walked through the green gauze tent.

Like a ghost.

The Japanese guard posts were twisted one by one.

I have become more and more proficient in speaking the birds in my newly learned language. Of course, I can only know how to speak birds in a few words.

In fact, he knew very well that his voice would definitely arouse suspicion from the Japanese when it reached the Japanese's ears.

However, he just used bait to attract the attention of the Japanese, and the commando teams were the ones who took action.

It is said that those who were once famous and famous players on Cangzhou Road!

In the occasional howling rifle ballistics, the sound of blockbuster footsteps gradually emerged.

The friction between clothes and sorghum blades is becoming clearer and clearer.

Getting closer.

Wow...it seems to flow from the west.

There were countless heavy breathing, moaning, coughing, and sneezing sounds in the middle.

Not far away.

Li Xiang, who was lying in the ditch, looked up and stared at him, pulled off the gas mask, and his nose immediately itched.

He quickly reached out and forced his nose to squeeze it back.

It feels so uncomfortable that I can't sneeze all over.

I couldn't open my mouth and breathe, but suddenly I found that the whole mouth seemed to have a tingling pain, a bit like I had chewed half a pound of pepper.

Cough cough cough...

Finally, I coughed and couldn't cover my outstretched hand!

"Fight!" A row of long men lying next to Li Xiang, hugging the fire without saying a word.

Bangbangbang...

The heavy machine gun muzzle is shining against the backdrop of a large ball of flashes.

A dark shadow appeared in the blue veil.

Several Japanese men hugged their waists and froze in the green gauze tent, forgot to lie down.

Subconsciously raised his gun and fought back.

here...

Is it good to be behind you?

The retreating Japanese team was subjected to a sudden attack. The Japanese vanguard blocked the bullets. After a brief chaos, most of them lay down on the spot and raised their guns to fight back.

Array battles are different from attacks during marching. According to regulations, you must immediately call a password to confirm whether the other party is his own person, and then you will organize a counterattack.

The Japanese's hearts were already beating in their throats, and the Tu Eighth Route Army Group ambushed in front of them had a Maxim heavy machine gun.

Unexpectedly, there is also behind me!

It's definitely not the Imperial Army.

The Japanese lieutenant lying on the ground was so scared that he didn't even dare to breathe. Fortunately, without his orders, the well-trained warriors had already begun to fight back.

The rifle light machine gun grenade was thrown into the flash.

As for whether the distance is thirty meters or the distance from the forty meters thrown by me, it is no longer important.

The team retreated, the front team changed to the back team, and the formation was not adjusted for a while.
To be continued...