under fire

under the stars.

Sparse like bald spots dotted among the sorghum fields.

A team spread out, boiling water, cooking porridge and changing bandages for the wounded.

Occasional gunshots ahead.

Xiao Hongying was fiddling with the rifle that Zhang Xiaodao had seized from the devils and bullshit Army God: "Be an observer for me"

"Yes, Red Instructor!" Zhang Xiaodao didn't feel any reluctance in his heart. In his opinion, it's not interesting to stab a devil with a rifle, and it's exciting to hear a devil with seven or eight holes on his body screaming in fear and screaming blood. !

"Don't call me teacher"

"Yes, instructor." Zhang Xiaodao quickly changed his words.

"Don't call me an instructor"

"What's that called?"

"Called Miss Hong"

"Miss Hong!"

"Hey" Xiao Hongying smiled, and returned the rifle to Zhang Xiaodao.

"Platoon Leader Liu said that this gun can hit a target a mile away?" Zhang Xiaodao took the rifle and wrapped it in a bandage. A gun could reach a domestic armored vehicle. He didn't believe it even if he was killed.

"This gun has a lot of background." Xiao Hongying didn't seem to believe this guy's tone at all, and she didn't bother to explain, but she did believe a little bit in Liu Yuanqing's vision of people.

"I don't think there is much difference from comrades' rifles except for this iron cylinder."

"" Xiao Hongying was speechless.

Gathered into a group of teams here and there, each of them inspected the captured soldiers in their backpacks and grinned silly.

From time to time, they took out the rare gadgets they had seized, and compared them with each other to show off.

Obviously tired to death but no one sleeps.

The most exciting ones were the three-column militiamen from Handan, carrying red-tasseled guns and running errands with the guards from the first regiment. In just a few days, everyone had [-]% new rifles. .

Occasionally, someone muttered a few worried words, revealing the words of worrying about the wounded companions who were fostered in the hometown.

"Hey, if I can't take it away, I can evacuate Chengwu County"

"Did you get anything good this afternoon?"

"Too much, there are too many things on the little devil"

"Hey, what are you holding?"

"It's nothing."

"Then why are you sneaking around, everything you seized must be returned to the public!"

The militiamen looked around mysteriously, and then took out a photo of the devil who had been seized.

"Hey, the ghost woman in the photo didn't wear any clothes?"

Not long after, the correspondent came back.

Report the general situation ahead to Hu Yi.

The eyes of the people nearby turned to Hu Yi.

"Bandit soldiers? Grandma's only three NO.50?" Hearing this, Luo Fugui, who was next to Hu Yi, stared and rubbed his hands.

"They hid in the sorghum field and attacked Platoon Commander Liu in an ambush. We have no casualties for the time being." The correspondent was panicked and frightened when no team was ambushed.

"Boss Hu, why don't I take someone to add reinforcements?" Luo Fugui, who never took the initiative to ask for a fight, turned around and waved without waiting for Hu Yi's agreement: "Scout Company, come with me."

Everyone was startled: "Just beat up a bandit and you have the face to borrow a girl?"

"You don't know how enjoyable it is to kill a chicken with a bull's knife"

"Assembly..." Crazy Yang didn't care much about Luo Fugui's orders or requests, what he wanted was freedom: "Abandon heavy equipment!"

More than [-] people left their backpacks, grain bags, kettles and lunch boxes, carrying guns and ammunition to carry small cannons.

"Fatality tricks people, the bandits are actually hard-working people." The third squad leader of the investigation company, Li Laosi, shook his head with a light machine gun: "Let the poor to overtake them! Early to bliss."

"What the hell is the monk talking about supercrossing?" A row of big dogs slanted across the horse Sihuan curled their lips.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao has always been compassionate to others." After Li Laosi finished speaking, he found that everyone was looking at him strangely, so he quickly added: "What am I doing? Our Taoist sect came out of the mountain to save the people from the fire and water in troubled times."

An armed worker who managed to study with the team squinted: "Then will you pay the fee next time?"

"Accept...why don't you accept it? Next time you hit a devil and get off the plane, I don't believe you can resist watching it." Li Laosi smiled triumphantly.

Luo Fugui, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and asked Crazy Yang, the commander of the vanguard company squatting by the roadside: "What is Liu Yuanqing, grandma, doing?"

The two are both company commanders, Luo Fugui is registered in the Independent Regiment, Crazy Yang just made a verbal promise from Xiao Hongying, and with Hu Yi's consent, he is naturally considered a genuine company commander.

After dark.

Outside the canal embankment.

The devil left with the corpse of the dead ghost.

Wang Xiaosan didn't expect to take the courage to provoke the devil, but the little devil ignored him at all.

Is this the way to go?
Half an hour later, looking at the headlights of cars going away, Wang Xiaosan had no choice but to order the bodies of the sacrificed soldiers to be restrained.

The low-lying terrain beside the canal is not suitable for burial. It is better to take it back to the higher-lying Juanzi Village in the south for burial.

Someone was sent to block the embankment of the canal dug by the devils, and the stretcher-carrying team quickly disappeared into the night.

The scattered guard posts began to retreat southward.

The guard post can find out whether anyone is approaching or leaving the defense zone, but it is unable to search carefully for every position in the surrounding area where the mission is performed.

Therefore, the guard post did not notice that there were a few dark figures hiding in the dark wilderness to the west.

Su Qing was worried, and always felt that the little devil must have a conspiracy.

The main purpose of the Eighth Route Army's development of base areas behind enemy lines was to expand the party's influence in enemy-occupied areas and to unite various anti-Japanese forces.

Continue to develop and strengthen the anti-Japanese armed forces among the masses, and finally drive the invaders out of the land of China.

If the little devil really uses this kind of inhumane bacteria, she has nothing to do.

At present, on the plain, with the actual strength of a battalion of Commander Cheng and a battalion from the 23rd Regiment of the friendly army, it is impossible to beat a squadron of devils.

Militarily, the Eighth Route Army is still at an absolute disadvantage.

Can't help but think of that guy.

If he was there, maybe he could figure out a way.

The combat power of the Ninth Battalion is indeed far superior to that of the general Eighth Route Army.

The equipment is even more than that of the main force
The water level of the river continued to drop, and it was absolutely impossible for the river to overflow the embankment.

Wang Xiaosan, who was carrying a stretcher himself, was in a mess, and he couldn't complete the task of luring the enemy even though he suffered so many casualties.

Go to the south to meet Su Qing and Cheng Tuanchang, and bid farewell to the villagers in the village with the exhausted team that has been waiting for an afternoon.

The team moved south and returned to the temporary station of the guerrilla detachment.
Juanzi Village.

Zhao Zhenya led his troops across the canal to aid the Hebei-Shandong Border Region where the Three Columns are located.

I thought I could get a big deal from ambush devils.

As a result, I waited from the afternoon until it was dark, and I didn't wait for a group to lead the devils into the ambush circle.

Looking at the team that had lost soldiers and returned with stretchers, they could only speak comforting words.

"Report to the battalion commander, the soldiers who went out to change the guards have been gone for an hour, and the guard posts that were replaced in the north did not return to the team on time!" The guard post outside the village found battalion commander Dai Jingwu.

Dai Jingwu was startled, and immediately frowned. As the main force, discipline is strict.

It is impossible for the sentinel to return to the team on time. In the afternoon, the group had a big fight with the devils.

Something must have happened.

Immediately glared at the company commander standing beside him: "You immediately take a platoon to check the situation."

Then turn around: "Go, go to the detachment headquarters!"

Five miles to the north of the village.

in the dark.

The shadowy figure squatted on the ground in the darkness.

It would cost more than a thousand to say the least.

From time to time, darkness returned to the embankment of the canal from the south, and the birds twittered to report the situation in the village.

The ghost captain Oishi Kumajiro stood on the embankment of the canal above the ground.

The village about two or three miles away from the canal in the telescope is not small.

After collecting the information, the assistant came to the embankment of the canal: "Your Excellency, Juanzi Village is relatively rich because it is close to the canal, and a high wall is built outside the whole village. It seems that funerals are being held in the village at present."

"Hehe, just do the funeral!" Oishi Kumajiro put down the binoculars.

Looking at the distance to the south, you can see it without a telescope. The sky above Juanzi Village emits a red light, illuminating a small piece of night sky.

From time to time, the sound of gongs could be heard from afar. The high-pitched and sharp sound should be a kind of suona.

Dealing with the attackers' northern outposts is now well underway.

The whole village stood before his eyes like a naked girl.

Gathered more than a thousand warriors from the brigade to complete the eighteenth autumn mission.

He felt that there would be no difficulty in taking this village.

The point is that he intends to kill all the people in Juanzi Village.

If you dare to stroke the imperial army's tiger's beard, the attacker must die.

Regardless of whether you are an autonomous army or pretending to be an autonomous army.

None will be spared.

A small group has dispersed and set off.

An assault squad was arranged in each of the three directions.

Does Balu like to place sentries five miles away?
Then let's see if the Assault Squad warriors dressed up as Eight Routes can give themselves a surprise.