under fire

Chapter 880 Cold Weapons

There are more than [-] people in the puppet army platoon, and the platoon leader is a dandy young master from a rich family. In order to have a backer for the family in this troubled world, he enrolled in the puppet military academy a year ago. Do some theory.

After he came back, he received a new military uniform, and was directly appointed as the platoon leader by the head of the regiment who valued scholars. He was usually stationed in the county town. This time he came out with the imperial army, and he never expected to have the opportunity to command the battle alone so soon.

When he came out of the county, his platoon was changed into the tattered and patched military uniforms of all guerrillas, and even the guns were second-hand, one Czech-style rifle, and the rest were all made-up [-]-style rifles!

Being a platoon leader is considered a glorious ancestor, and he is definitely the master of walking sideways in a county with few people.

At this moment, he led his infantry squad to guard outside the village. The other two squads had entered the village and disappeared. From time to time, shouts such as safety and cover came from the village.

It seemed a little hot under the sun. Those who entered the village wore crooked hats and held guns and jumped up and down the village. They had already searched nearly half of the village. Except for the footsteps of the search team and the sound of climbing over the wall, there was nothing unusual at all. Just entered the village That little worry has long been forgotten.

who are we?

We are the county security forces!

Proper regular army!

Catch bad guys here in broad daylight, who has the guts to say "no" in front of men?
The platoon leader rode his bicycle for a while, and he just got his breath now. He didn't rush the search team in the village, and he was a little bored lying next to the machine gun.

The subordinates at the side quickly suggested: "Brother, do you want to send someone to shout?"

The platoon leader was stunned for a moment: "Damn, those two guys in the village killed our brother. Doesn't he know that being caught by us is a death sentence? If you shout, you can call them out. I will take your surname!"

"Just now I heard the brother who went in say that there may be other people in the village, we have to be careful."

The platoon leader pushed the crooked military cap on his head: "We're pushing this way, how many of them are dead, want to run? There's no door!"

"I mean, will there be an ambush by guerrillas in the village!"

"Ambush? Hmph, I wish they had an ambush in this village. The imperial army in the south is getting impatient, and I'm afraid they won't be found!"

A series of figures suddenly appeared in the ditch to the east, and Xiao Hongying, who was lying in a corner and put up a canopy with her small hands, began to feel nervous, because she didn't have a telescope in her hand, so she couldn't see clearly the situation of the approaching team.

Did the puppet army come for reinforcements?

After a while, I finally saw the bear-like body at the end of the team crawling on the ground, and the little eyebrows immediately opened!

Dead mule, how dare you do bad things to my aunt?

Immediately raised his arm that was still a little sore, pulled out the cock that was tied to his leg, and loaded it with a bang.

In fact, she really wanted to see what would happen to these people from the Taoist sect against the puppet army, but she didn't expect Luo Fugui to get involved.
It seems that this can't be blamed on the mule, he must be worried about his safety
My heart warmed up, but the expression on my little face was still fluctuating, and I suddenly thought of something.
Quickly put down the gun, pulled out the beloved red cuff, and tore it into two pieces of cloth, tied one end of one directly to the braid on the head, and the other end pinched a piece of clothes and tied it directly, and held the other end in his hand.
Then stood up directly on the roof.

The body turns to the south, the right hand is pulling the cloth strips and pointing diagonally forward, and the left hand is pulling the red noodles and pointing diagonally forward.

Immediately attracted the attention of the puppet soldiers outside the village who had been watching the movement in the village: "Hey, platoon leader, there is a girl with a red cloth strip on the roof over there."

The false platoon leader followed the direction of the raised muzzle of his subordinates, and saw the small body on the roof at a glance. He was a little dazed.
"No, she's playing the semaphore!" The false platoon leader who had attended a military academy immediately noticed the clue: "Don't shoot yet!"

Turning to the left, the false platoon leader hurriedly took out his small notebook and quickly flipped through it.
far away.

The observer who looked up from time to time suddenly yelled strangely: "Company commander, I saw a girl, company commander, look at her on the roof!"

The red cloth strips appeared in the village's broken ashes, it was too conspicuous!

Luo Fugui raised his sweaty and dirty face: "Where?"

The observer handed the telescope to Luo Fugui: "She told us to stop going forward."

Luo Fugui reached out to take it, but saw nothing: "Why didn't I see it?"

Observation quickly took over the binoculars: "She must have been hiding because she was afraid of being discovered by the enemy."

Luo Fugui froze for a moment: "Are you sure?"

The observer looked smug, and he always had a skill that even the commander did not know: "Why don't you ask Tang Dagou, the girl really made a semaphore"

Luo Fugui was still in a daze: "Semaphore? What do you mean?"

"The semaphore was taught by the big dogs, and the girl also learned a little fur. I saw it clearly just now, and she told us to stop moving forward and stay where we are. Stand by for orders."

"Grandma's big dog, where did he die? Hurry up to the company commander"

The observer shrank his neck: "Report to the company commander, the platoon leader Luo has gone to the front."

outside the village.

The false platoon leader looked at the semaphore picture on the notebook and muttered: "Let us stop the action?"

Looking up at the roof again, the small body is gone
It was a hell of a day in the morning, and he turned around and asked the subordinate next to him: "Where did that little girl go just now?"

The men put away their guns and put them on the ground in front of them: "I guess they got off the roof."

The false platoon leader shook his head, feeling too incredible: "She is obviously making a semaphore!"

"What?"

The false platoon leader seemed to realize something suddenly, and immediately turned his head to look east. Except for the dazzling rising sun, there was nothing on the desolate plain.

The puppet troops in the village continued to advance.

In a certain yard, a pile of chaotic grass suddenly flew all over the sky, a gray figure burst out of the chaotic grass, a bright long knife gleamed white like water in the sun, and slashed wantonly at the puppet soldier holding a rifle. The monitor's neck.

The pseudo-squad leader who had been highly nervous immediately screamed strangely, raised his gun and barely parried the fierce attack!

His figure wobbled a few times, and just as he stood still, hey, a feathered arrow pierced his shoulder.

The pseudo-squad leader fell straight out of the gate of the yard and fell to the ground, screaming in pain. Perhaps death had inspired his potential, and the pseudo-squad leader raised his rifle again to resist the long knife cut from the yard again.

With a fierce long sword, skilled archery, and familiar offensive methods, he was originally a member of the Taoist sect, and he was too familiar with all these, so he immediately understood that the opponent was a member of the same sect!

A huge force from the gun body to the arm finally hit his body, and the false squad leader immediately fell back and fell to the ground.

The place where the arrow was shot... It hurt so much, the rifle was thrown aside. Fortunately, the opponent missed a single hit, and immediately jumped back into the yard, and he was lucky enough to save his life.

The rifles in the hands of the puppet soldiers who followed closely behind the pseudo-squad leader rang out indiscriminately, and the bullets hit the gate of the courtyard with bricks flying around.

The two puppet troops hurried forward and dragged the squad leader with high martial arts skills aside: "Squad leader, how are you?"

"It's okay, quickly pull out this arrow for me!" The pseudo-squad leader could feel that the rough feather arrow didn't penetrate deep into his body, and his arm could still move, so the injury should not be serious.

[About semaphores, see below...]
　Eighth Route Army non-combat communication contact information:

　　1.Radio station (of course the independent group does not have it)
　　2.Telephone communication and telegraph communication, the telephone line is usually erected between remote cliffs, the local telephone office/station is received by the telephone operator of the military division, and the secondary area is assisted and monitored by two telephone operators, and each office has a spare hidden reserve line, protection work The people's armed forces under the headquarters of each county, district and village are in charge. (The operations and secret matters of the various troops are not allowed to talk on the phone)
　　3.In traditional semaphore communication, both the correspondent and the bugleman are equipped with hand flags.

　　4.Signal bombs, depending on the wealth of the troops, are used for nighttime communication. There are generally two types: sky cannons and red lights.Each company is equipped with four foreign tin boxes, ten in each box.

　　5.Traditional sentry system.

　　6.The secret information communication station is established by the military sub-district and the county-district headquarters. It is located on the main battle line from the enemy-occupied area to the hinterland. The field army should contact the relevant information communication station through the military sub-district.The communications post could be augmented with armed plainclothes units and related communications tools.The delivery method of the marks of the communication station shall be stipulated by the military division.

　　7.Plainclothes communications, also known as correspondents, traffic officers,

　　8.Marker communication: using specific slogans, signals, signs, and flags as the means of communication, and using the method of "contacting acquaintances" stipulated by adjacent superiors and subordinates.

　　
　
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