The Japanese command was bombed, and the Japanese probably had no chance of survival, because five shells hit accurately and there was no place to run if they wanted to run.

The Japanese below were not feeling well, because after the fat man shelled Murakami, he directly shot the cliff on the other end.

The Eagle is very smart and looks like an engineer. He actually knows that shelling a cliff will cause rockfall and collapse.

For a time, many implementations were like Niigata's flood. The Japanese military camp was right below. If so many rocks were falling, no one could survive.

"Good, let's take a plan for the eagle!"

The little fat man patted the eagle's shoulder, and the latter grinned in pain, and there were some wounds on his shoulder.

Ma Laosan, who was beside him, looked as dark as the bottom of the pot. He never expected that the Eagle would make a great contribution because of this. How could she have the position of chief and deputy?

No, he must make a great contribution another day.

The guy, Da Gouzi, brought a big stone from somewhere and smashed it directly at the Japanese below.

There were two Japanese soldiers just below, and they were hit by stones. Whether they turned into meat paste depends on their luck.

"Enemy attacks the enemy!"

The Japanese below kept shouting, and then the voice was drowned by the rolling stones. Li Feng's plan to fall rocks caused heavy casualties to the Japanese.

When the little fat man saw this situation, he was immediately happy. This time, they not only could successfully break through, but also might also severely defeat Murakami's first team!

You should know that there were less than two teams next to his command center, and seventy or eighty casualties were killed under the rolling stones. The remaining 20 people were lucky because they were not hit by the rocks outside.

"Hurry, let's notify Uncle Song, let's take an offensive battle and wipe out all the Japanese."

I don’t know where the Japanese heavy machine gun went, but maybe it was buried by falling rocks. Now there are only more than 20 Japanese watching outside, and they dare not come forward. God knows whether the cliff will collapse.

These Japanese thought it was very warm here before, so they chose to camp here. Unexpectedly, there were artillery artillery on the Tujia Road, and the cliff was coaxed to collapse, and the Japanese were regretful and their intestines were blue.

"Baga, you will find the enemy you attacked!"

The Japanese thought there were only seven or eight enemies, and they didn't have the idea of ​​retreating, but they were thinking about killing the opponent.

The so-called "If you don't commit suicide, you won't die. If you commit suicide, you won't be sure. You may die miserably.

More than 20 Japanese were searching along the way. They had heard the direction of cannon sounds before, and believed that they would soon find the enemy's artillery position.

But what the Japanese did not expect was that they suddenly encountered a group of 8th dynasties after running out.

The most important thing is that there are quite a few of these 8th Route Army members, and the guys in their hands are not bad. When they see them, they are full of excitement.

"Everyone is hidden and ready to fight."

Uncle Song was still a little worried, thinking that the Japanese command center had a lot of troops, and he only had more than 80 people in his hands. What if he left it in?

If you meet the Japanese opposite, you will be happy. The Japanese team's strength is a large group of forces, but if there are more than 20 people, it will not be enough, especially the more than 20 people have only one machine gun in their hands.

"beat!"

Da da da da da ~

The encounter was originally very difficult, especially the other side was an elite Japanese army, but now the situation was reversed. The Eighth Route Army directly seized the initiative and suppressed the Japanese to fight.

They had four light machine guns, seven or eight submachine guns, and all the soldiers were equipped with enough ammunition, and they were all veterans, so there was no need to be afraid of these Japanese.

When a group of veterans saw that the number of Japanese soldiers was too small, they all screamed and shot, all trying to make a mark on the captain's credit book.

No one wants to be the squad leader, no one wants to be promoted?

There are all the credits on the book of credits, who killed many enemies and made many contributions, and someone counted them for them. This is the most important part of the promotion in the future.

Bang ~

A veteran fired three shots in a row and killed two Japanese devils on the spot. Another veteran next to him lay over his head and smiled:

"Old Xing, you can, this is already the second Japanese."

"Fuck, this is just today. Add the four of yesterday. I killed a total of six Japanese in this battle. Looking back to the captain, he must be promoted to me as a squad leader."

After saying that, the veteran shot it out again, and then pierced through a Japanese man's head. He laughed again:

"The seventh one!"

After all, there are few such veterans. More veterans can only protect themselves on the battlefield and then find opportunities to kill the Japanese under relatively safe circumstances. However, such veterans have much less chance of killing the enemy, and they can only suppress the Japanese.

The little fat man didn't catch up this time because he was going to rush to Murakami's command center to see if Murakami was dead.

The Eagle jumped around a few stones and then rushed to the Japanese command center.

Then came the hawk's laughter.

"Haha, there is a radio station at home, there is a Japanese lord, two captains, two lieutenants and four lieutenants. We caught a lot of fish in one net."

After saying that, he kicked the Japanese corpse and picked up a samurai sword. He saw that it was a lieutenant's command knife and threw him to the big dog.

The Japanese commander inside was almost killed by the bomb. The five shells hit a lot of power at the same time. Even the radio transmitter was killed by the bomb, and a big hole was cut from shrapnel on his back. Fortunately, the radio was not damaged.

The Eagle threw a corpse with some joy, then took out a samurai sword from underneath, looked carefully, and then threw it to Li Feng and smiled:

"Boss, it's right that this devil is. Although his face was blown away, the rank of Nakazo on his body is not wrong. And you see, this samurai sword has the same thing as the samurai sword you seized last time, that is, there is a chrysanthemum carved on it."

I don’t know if the Japanese have a special love for chrysanthemums. They like to carve them on the knife and some heavy machine guns. Isn’t it troublesome?

The little fat man pulled out the samurai sword and smiled happily:

"Good knife!"

bass!

There was another samurai sword on his waist, which made the eagle very jealous, but he felt that it was better for him to hold it back. After all, the boss’s things were not so easy to take. If he didn’t get some blood, he would probably be worn in small shoes in the future.

"I pulled off all their military ranks and uniforms, and I also had a gun. I also brought this radio station with me. Don't let go of maps or anything else. I have to take away whatever I can."

"Boss, what do you think of this box?"

The things in the Big Dog Team were very novel. I gave the little fat man a box. The latter took it over and took it and said with a thrill on his face:

"camera!"
Chapter completed!