The Japanese instructor was injured on the battlefield and was only a military officer. At this time, he finally began to panic.

What do they want to do in the occupied area because the guerrillas are making such a big noise?

However, it is purely a dream to try to shoot a cannon tower with just a mortar!

The phone could not be reached, and the news from the artillery tower could not be spread. No matter how powerful the guerrillas were, he would not be able to destroy all the telephone lines on the plains! He immediately arranged two pseudo bandits to go to the artillery tower in the north to find a place to call back to the county town!

The lieutenant in the armored vehicle watched the guerrillas not daring to rush in at all, and immediately calmed down. Fortunately, the lieutenant attackers in the east were not those of the Eighth Route Army. Once they had the upper hand, they would definitely dare to fight to the death even if they were on the sword mountain and the sea of ​​fire. The desperate spirit seemed to be that the Eighth Route Army was not born by their parents.

It seems that the "National Army Guerrillas" are still as cowardly as they are afraid of death and dare not charge...

Of course, the lieutenant of the Japanese did not know that the Ninth Battalion had never planned to win a temporary victory. The lieutenant only judged it based on his experience of fighting the National Army and the Eighth Route Army many times.

Since you don’t dare to come up, then I’m afraid of you?

Comparing the amount of ammunition, is the Imperial Army still afraid of you, the guerrilla raiders?

Seeing that there was no movement in the west, he was too lazy to send a search team, and immediately ordered the entire army to open fire to those despicable guys in the east who only knew how to harass him. Nearly a thousand guns fired at the same time, and the dense rain of bullets pushed the cowards so hard that they dared not stretch their heads.

The lieutenant immediately had experience in the battlefield. If there was a team to encircle at this time, he would definitely be able to capture all the timid mice in one go!

He was determined to send someone to encircle him, but the battalion commander of the Royal Association next to him seemed to be injured and didn't know where he was carried!

The bandit leader named Wang had long been arranged by him to stay in the village south of the Zhenxiaogou.

For a moment, there was no way to organize the encirclement forces...

Immediately ask the translator to find the company commander of the Imperial Army.

For the puppet army bandits, fighting such a war is of no benefit to them at all. One is not to defend their country, and the other is that even if they win the battle, it is not much of a benefit. At worst, the imperial army will issue a few military tickets...

But if your life is lost, everything will be gone!

Hearing the translator hunched his waist and kept calling in the ditch beside the road, the pseudo-company commander lay on the ground and shot eastward, killing him without saying a word.

The figure of a brave puppet army platoon leader finally slowly rose in the rain of bullets. While waving his hand, he shouted and greeted his subordinates: "Brothers, the Imperial Army said, kill a guerrilla team and reward 20 yuan. Everyone in the second and third platoons obeyed the orders and immediately followed me and encircled the south!"

A big eye tried hard to open the maximum in the darkness, holding the rifle in his hand, and excitedly lowered his voice to a puppet army beside him, saying, "Let's go too, you can cover me later, I will kill this hardcore traitor on the road!"

After saying that, the fake platoon leader who was shouting had already picked up his rifle and rushed out. Behind him, he followed a series of figures with waists and covered up the road above the ground, and pulled it away directly to the south, intending to bypass the battlefield and encircle the darkness in the south.

The two people on the ground saw the black shadows running past them, got up and hugged and followed the team southward.

The hard-core traitor platoon leader is indeed loyal to the Japanese and has learned some practical things in the military academy. Seeing that the current situation is beneficial to him, the guys who attacked the east were so angry that they could not raise their heads with bullets. Even if he wanted to evacuate the battlefield, he could only climb on the ground slowly, and he would definitely not be able to escape for a while!

When will the dog fall into the water not be beaten?

The team in panic continued to run in the darkness. A figure suddenly fell down. The person next to him also stopped, pulled up the person who fell, and then followed the team ahead to continue moving forward.

A grenade that had pulled the fire was inserted into the ground.

Everyone in the dark shadow ran long distance with the platoon in front, and no one noticed that anyone was tampering with the team.

Amid the sound of running around, a puppet army turned around and looked around from time to time.

I counted silently in my heart.

He looked at the fake platoon leader running in the darkest front again, and then quietly raised the muzzle of the wreck gun in his hand.

Until there was a sudden loud bang in the team behind.

After the explosion sounded, a crisp gunshot also sounded in the team.

The surrounding team immediately fell all over the ground without any suspense.

Even if the pseudo-platoon leader has been to the military academy, no matter how capable he is, he will not be able to make the puppet army change his fear of death!

The puppet soldiers are also humans. If they are led by platoon leaders, they will of course blindly follow.

The fake platoon leader asked them to do whatever they did...

After a while, the platoon leader didn't seem to have gotten up and asked everyone to continue moving forward. What does he mean?

The puppet army, who was already afraid of death, had no intention of caring about what the platoon leader was put into?

The platoon leader did not give the order, so wait!

They had no idea that as soon as the fake platoon leader lay down, he was pushed against his forehead by a rifle and then opened it directly!

As for the sound of the grenades, who knows if the guerrillas buried landmines in advance...the unlucky guy who was waiting to encircle it?

As for the gunshots after the explosion...

The puppet army was so frightened that if the gun in his hand didn't take off, it would be called a puppet army...

"The platoon leader is dead!" Finally, a voice screamed in panic.

But no one answered.

The people on the ground have their own thoughts.

Most people think that the guy is probably shot by a black gun!

As for whether he was really shot by a black gun... this matter is a long story. Everyone is the Imperial Army... isn't it just a matter of making a living?

As for your opponent's training to death?

Besides, everyone knows that there must be spies installed by the Eighth Route Army and the National Army in the team, but everyone just said it!

What's more, since that guy is determined to deal with the guerrillas, it will not be surprising even if someone in the team shoots a black gun.

When it comes to the living, you can only turn a blind eye!

If this is said to be opened, the Imperial Army might have a major review of everyone in the team. At that time... everyone will have to be unlucky!

Who is not at ease when you have nothing to do? Isn’t it just a platoon leader?

If you die, you will die! You don’t know how to shoot the first bird and you will go to a damn military academy!

The guerrillas on the opposite side have noticed the movement here, and sporadic bullets are whistling here...

The surrounding team lay on the ground and did not move at all. At this time, there was no intention to start and keep moving their bodies to cover up.

A big guy kicked the one behind him: "What are you doing hiding behind me?"

"Hehe, you're big..."

"Your mother, hurry up and get away..."

"Hey hey... don't kick it! Tell me something... you said, this time the platoon leader died, do you have any money to get the encirclement this time?"

"Take a shit! I think these guerrillas are not good at slaughtering. When those guerrillas leave later, we will go up and drain all the bullets on our bodies. According to our rules, we will get a reward of five yuan!"

The person who asked the question made a settlement with his fingers and shook his head: "My father told me a wife. If a guerrilla team is not killed this time, he will only be rewarded at most five dollars... In addition, Commander Wang gave him ten dollars this time, but he still lost ten dollars. This is not enough!"

The big guy was speechless and scolded: "It's not easy to think about money? I'll drill a gun hole into your arm later. According to the injury-related pension regulations of our team, you will get ten yuan more?"

"But... it hurts..."

"Hehe, our brothers have lost their lives, and they only cost fifty yuan to burial. You idiot, it will only hurt for half a month if you get shot. How much is it to be worth it compared to marrying a wife?"

"Then... do you want to shoot me? I'll ask my dad to tell you one too?"

"This is a good idea. Let's secretly talk to the squad leader later!"

“…”

Tian Sanqi's hand, a platoon leader, was nestled in a low-lying area. When he heard the explosion from the south, his face changed drastically: "Company Commander, Company Commander, has this fucking enemy taken aphrodisiac? The enemy has surrounded him from the south... What should we do?"

Tian Santou pressed against the ground and fired bullets in the empty gun. Looking at the location where the explosion just now in the south, he frowned. The Japanese car should have been called Balan by Li Xiang. The enemy's firepower was so strong that he could not look up at all. At present, the entire company suffered a lot of casualties.

I didn't expect that the enemy surrounded in the darkness came up so quickly. If it weren't for the explosion, I would have been able to get the enemy to take a chance. This would be a big fuck!

Thinking of this, he immediately ordered: "Tell me the order, and move southward in a row to block the encircled enemies, and the others retreat first!"

The gunshots in the east gradually became sparse, and the puppet army bandits finally felt relieved.
Chapter completed!