Although Wu Fei was very surprised, he did not show this surprise on his face, because he understood that if he broke the baton and asked the whole thing, all he got would be Xiaole's embarrassment and anger.

There were not all the Japanese under the hill. At first glance, they were all yellow military uniforms, so Wu Fei took them for granted. In fact, most of them were puppet soldiers below. The inconspicuous five-color flag proved their identity well.

Wu Fei was not as hated as he imagined for these Chinese people in dog skins, and was more sympathetic. He had never been to the battlefield and did not understand what tactics were. But he could also see that the Japanese regarded these poor guys as cannon fodder, and they were always attacking in the front.

"The devils are going to attack!"

Wu Fei was a little excited. Since he heard Xiaotong tell the reason for waiting on the ground, he has been longing for this moment to arrive early.

Unlike Wu Fei who had never seen the cruel and bloody battlefield, Xiaole's face became more and more serious, and his breathing gradually became rapid. His body began to exude murderous aura, as if he had become a different person.

However, Xiaotong had a little more smile on his face than before. I don’t know whether he was cheerful or optimistic about this war.

The completely different states of the two made Wu Fei also make a choice in his mind. When the fight begins, he should follow Xiaotong.

The puppet troops seemed extremely reluctant to attack the hill, and they acted very slowly. Wu Fei saw it clearly. If these people were not forced by the Japanese who were carrying plaster flags at gunpoint, they would never have gone further to the hill.

In Wu Fei's feeling, time seemed to have stopped. The puppet army's turtle-like advance speed made him feel that these people were not worthy of holding guns at all.

He wanted to ask Xiaotong why these enemies were so procrastinating, but when he saw his whole body concentrating, he resisted it again and suppressed the urge to rush up and kill a Japanese man with his own hands. Wu Fei began to look around. He was looking for Mr. Guo. He had never seen his shadow since he set out. But after a long look, he could still find where he was. This made Wu Fei a little surprised. The first thing he wanted to fight was him, and he was determined to fight him, but when he arrived on the battlefield, he disappeared. Isn't this fun?

The hill ahead was not high. Although the puppet army was very slow, it was about to climb up very quickly. However, there was still no movement on the hill, as if there was no one above, and these puppet army and the Japanese seemed to be acting.

However, Wu Fei was not so stupid that he thought there was no one there on the hill. The previous gunfire was so fierce and the puppet army was so afraid of death, which was enough to prove that there was an existence that scared them on it.

“Come on us.”

While Wu Fei was thinking about whether the people on the mountain were dead, Xiaotong's voice sounded in his ears, while Xiaole patted him and signaled him to follow him.

Didn’t you say you had to wait until they fight before attacking? Why are you moving forward now? Are you not afraid of being discovered by the Japanese?

Wu Fei had many questions in his heart, but he still followed Xiaole tightly, and was thrown away from the nine-night clouds with Xiaotong's thoughts the moment before.

The people guarding the mountain seemed to have made an agreement with the people from Erma Mountain. As soon as they moved, gunfire sounded immediately, but the gunfire was very sparse, as if there were not many people left.

But the scattered gunfire that the puppet soldiers rushing in front actually lie on the ground, and their movements were so fast that they were ridiculous. As soon as the puppet soldiers fell down, the Japanese soldiers also fell down, which made Wu Fei a little confused. He could see that the gunfire on the mountain was not enough to suppress the attack of so many people. Why were the Japanese puppet soldiers so greedy for life and fear death!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Suddenly, a few strange sounds sounded in the sky, followed by a few loud noises from the hill, accompanied by a loud noise, several balls of yellow dust rose from the hill.

Before Wu Fei understood what this was, the strange sound came again, and a few balls of yellow dust rose on the hill.

"What's this?"

Wu Fei turned his head and asked, he knew that Xiaotong had been following him all the time.

"Boat, the Japanese's little cannon."

Xiaotong's answer was a little breathless.

Since these strange sounds appeared, no shot was fired on the mountain. It seemed that the people above were wiped out by the shelling.

Wu Fei had never seen bombardment of large-caliber heavy artillery, and he was not sure what a large-scale bombardment looked like, nor did he experience the feeling of being bombed on the position personally. However, the effects and power created by these three rapid fires of small cannons were enough to shock and horror.

As he moved forward, Wu Fei was paying attention to the hill. After seeing the puppet troops and the Japanese lying on the ground climbing up, he began to worry about the people guarding the mountains. Although he didn't know them, could the ones fighting with the Japanese be bad?

This time, the puppet soldiers stopped procrastinating. After getting up, they rushed up the mountain frantically, exploding all the efforts they had saved before.

At this time, the Japanese guards found people from Ermashan at the guard positions. First, a Japanese soldier fired a gun to warn him. After finding that the person who was not from his side was coming, the heavy machine gun immediately started roaring.

The bandits in Ermashan usually look no different from others, but when they are pulled to the battlefield, they show their extraordinaryness. As soon as the Japanese war guns fired, they quickly found a nearby hidden secret. Except for Wu Fei, the entire team seemed to disappear on the ground in an instant.

Wu Fei's eyes were full of Xiao Si's death, and all he thought about was killing the Japanese, killing Japanese, avenging them, and taking revenge. He had no idea what would happen after the gun was fired, and he didn't even think about the Japanese's bullets that could kill him in an instant.

Xiaole did not expect that Wu Fei would rush forward like this when everyone stopped. When he realized that Wu Fei had already rushed out of Yun five or six meters. It was too late to stop him. Fortunately, Xiao Tong followed him, and finally threw him to the ground before the Japanese machine gun fired.

As soon as the two fell to the ground, dense bullets flew over their heads. The sharp sound of the bullets breaking through the air was like the death note, making their scalp numb. It was not until this moment that Wu Fei completely realized how dangerous he had just been. If it weren't for Xiaotong, he would have died on the spot, so how could he have killed the Japanese and avenged them?

"You're not alive?" Xiaotong's voice was filled with a crying voice, and her body was shaking slightly, obviously extremely frightened.

"I'm sorry, I've worried you." Wu Fei's apologized was as low as a mosquito. On the battlefield full of gunfire, no one could hear it.

Seeing that Xiaotong had not yet recovered from peace, Wu Fei reached out and patted his back, intending to apologize to him again, but he was slapped on the face.
Chapter completed!