The Japanese master in the county is now quite angry and is about to celebrate the New Year, and they have no plans to take any action. He also knows that there is still a Eighth Route Army in the mountainous area more than 40 miles away from them, but their squadron has only 800 people. If they go to kill now, everyone will not have to celebrate the New Year!

Now that I have been attacked again and again, and have all attacked the county town, the master could not bear it. I wish I could find that person or force now and deal with it hard.

At this time, after Hu Bin changed the bullets, he began to fire at the Japanese with a machine gun. He scared the Japanese first. After the bullets were fired, the Japanese also heard it. Two of the Japanese immediately emerged and shot at Hu Bin.

But at this time, Hu Bin had already crawled into the ditch and reached a place 5 meters away. After hearing the Japanese shooting, he immediately poked his head out, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, killing two Japanese, and then continued to crawl.

"Baga, who is it?" the remaining Japanese shouted in fear.

Until now, they still don’t know what the enemy looks like. This is what scares them. If they know who the opponent is, they will not be so scared!

"Hurry, let's cover you! You run back to the county town from here to ask for support, we are here to support us!" One of the Japanese said to the Japanese who was not injured.

"But, if this is the case, it may not be too late, and he will definitely attack!" the Japanese soldier said.

"Then if you don't run away, you'll stay here and wait for death!" Another Japanese man next to him cursed.

"Hey! Please come to you!" The Japanese man heard their words and knew that he could not stay here. If he stayed there, he would wait for death. He immediately prepared to go through the forest and retreat to the county town.

"Prepare!" said a Japanese lying behind the wheel next to him.

"Start! Run!" Several Japanese men poked their heads out at the same time, and shot at the opposite side, while the Japanese men rushed into the forest behind.

"Bang!" Before running a few steps, the Japanese staggered and fell to the ground. From behind, a blood hole appeared in the heart.

"Baga!" One of the Japanese pulled the bolt of the gun.

"Bang bang bang!" Hu Bin fired three shots in a row.

At this time, Hu Bin's magazine had been punched. He immediately hid behind the wheel on the other side of the car, started changing the magazine, and then sat there, holding the gun in one hand and starting to load the empty magazine with the other hand. After loading it, he took it directly in his own hand.

"There are 3 to 4 more, and they should be wounded!" Hu Bin sat there and thought for a while, poked his head out to see the Japanese's location, and after confirming that the Japanese were hiding behind the wheel, Hu Bin crawled carefully. Suddenly, a Japanese man stretched out his gun. He heard Hu Bin's movement of crawling and knew that Hu Bin was attacking here.

"Bang!" Hu Bin shot first and hit the Japanese in the hand. The Japanese in the hand shook and leaned forward like a conditioned reflex.

"Bang!" Hu Bin's bullet hit his face directly.

"Baga, throw the grenade!" At this time, a Japanese hiding behind the wheel shouted loudly. Now there are only three people left on their side, and they are all injured.

"But, but our car is filled with arms!" said another Japanese.

"Don't worry, blow him to death!" said a Japanese man next to him.

"Hi!" The Japanese nodded. Hu Bin couldn't understand what the Japanese were saying, but he felt something was wrong. He rolled around and rolled outside the car, then jumped and rushed directly to the side of the Japanese.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!" Hu Bin quickly fired the bullets in the gun and hit the Japanese in the chest. One of the Japanese had just taken off the grenade and hung his hand unwillingly and died!

"Oh my uncle, it's almost in your hands. No, I have to learn Japanese. If I really don't understand, it's easy to suffer a loss!" Hu Bin climbed up from the ground and said in fear.

He fought in Southeast Asia in his previous life. He also had local languages ​​in Vietnam, Indian, and local languages ​​in Burma. Hu Bin knew that he was also very proficient in English. Later, when he went to Germany to communicate, he also knew a lot of German, but he had never learned Japanese. Now it was the War of Resistance Against Japan, so it would be impossible not to know that Japanese would be!

After Hu Bin stood up, he immediately began to pick up their guns and untied the bullet bag on their bodies, and then wanted to throw them into the car.

Hu Bin was stunned when he just lifted the curtain of the car. Heavy machine guns, light machine guns, 5 mortars, and many boxes. Hu Bin didn't recognize them. They were the Japanese characters. However, the Japanese characters still have many traditional Chinese characters, and the general meaning was similar.

Hu Bin saw that there were bullets, shells, and other words written on those boxes. It was probably ammunition. There were also boxes. Hu Bin didn't recognize those words and didn't know what it was.

"Mad, if I don't let me join the army this time, I will, I will!" Hu Bin just wanted to say, "It's going to be the case if he doesn't let himself join the army, but when he thinks of his son Hu Changgui, he doesn't know what to say."

"Oh!" Hu Bin sighed, then continued to walk forward with a gun, packing up the spoils of the Japanese.

After picking up the things, Hu Bin saw the three motorcycles in front of him and thought about it. He said, "No, now he doesn't care about those motorcycles anymore. Although it's a pity, he has to give up when he should.

So Hu Bin pushed all the motorcycles to the side of the road, then got a traction rope from the car in front and tied the car behind. Hu Bin wanted to drive the car in front and drag the car behind.

After finishing it, Hu Bin climbed into the cab of the rear car, released the brakes, hung up a neutral gear, and got out of the car. Looking at the car in front, he thought for a while, and didn't know what it was, so he ran over and opened it to see it.

As soon as he opened it, Hu Bin laughed.

"Hehe, some have eaten!" I saw that there was a lot of white noodles, a lot of packaged beef and mutton, and a lot of canned food in the car. Hu Bin put down the curtain, ran to the front, and after shaking the car, he immediately got into the cab and drove away.

"It's so slow. If the Japanese ride a motorcycle to chase me later, I'll be able to catch up with me!" Hu Bin looked at the car he was driving now, which was not much faster than the ox cart, and he started to speak up depressedly.

But there is no way. Both cars are filled with things. Whether it is guns or food, they are all things that are scarce in the Eighth Route Army. If they can be brought back, it will be the best!

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