Killing Jiu followed Chen Chong.

Continuously ask about the meaning and specific arrangements of each tactical terminology.

It seems that I don't care about the current scene of being surrounded by bandits.

He was so annoyed that he was cut off from the question. Chen Chong said something a little urgingly: "Hey, can you stop annoying me at this time?"

"You think I'm willing to follow you?"

"When I met you, I was the squad leader. I have been promoted to two levels so far. You still have more than ten people under you. Are you embarrassed?"

Ke Jiu's face turned dark in an instant: "Your mother..."

"Your mother and my mother are both mothers! Don't treat yourself as a character. On the battlefield, the person who lives for a long time is the character!"

"I have walked more bridges than you have walked!" There are indeed many scenes of life and death in the Killing Jiu.

"Okay, I'll give you a platoon and a machine gun. Can you guard the left wing in the west of the village?"

"Do you think I'm your subordinate?"

"I'm asking you, for the sake of the battalion commander, can you help me?" After staying in the Ninth Camp for so long, Chen Chong naturally knew this person who came from a gambling camp.

"This is almost the same..." The subordinates of the Jiujiu shouted, and he was so happy to follow the left wing of the north of Fangcun.

The bandits entering the village west were walking forward, but the speed was not fast.

The first few bandits stared at each other and immediately found that there seemed to be someone moving in the ditch ahead: "There is a situation..."

The bandits following behind immediately squatted down on the spot: "What's going on?"

"I saw that there seemed to be someone at the end of the ditch..." Before the words could be finished, the bandit battalion commander behind him gave another order.

The second echelon of the middle attack began to sound.

…

There were immediately a burst of gunshots in the village.

Several bandit soldiers covered their shots and screamed in the open field on the moonlit night.

The bandit battalion commander behind immediately ordered the machine gun fire to be arranged on the flanks to suppress it.

Finally, I saw the approximate location of the fire in the village, followed by the sound of machine guns and people.

Da...da da...da da...da da...

As for what time to ejaculate, based on your feelings...

The sound reached the ears of the attacking bandits, and several obsessive-compulsive disorders made me feel distressed...

The team that was originally moving forward was lying on the ground, part of which half raised its body and raised its gun to fight back, and the other part crawled forward on the ground with the shouts of the bandit battalion commander behind it.

The bandit battalion commander's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the soldiers were very fast. The speed of this propulsion was not good at all, so he shouted again: "All the damn stand up and rush forward. You can enter the village in less than urinate. Do you cowards still have to use shit for so long?"

This scolding is fresh, and the gunshots in the village are sparse, and it seems that few brothers are injured.

The platoon leaders of the bandits and soldiers in front shouted: "Drive grenades first, everyone will advance..."

The bandits who brought grenades pulled the fire and threw it forward.

The explosions again and again caused the open land outside the west of the village to be blown by grenades, so smoke filled the dust and flying around.

People who don’t know think that some monster is about to break out of the ground in the open land...

After a while, the explosion stopped.

The smoke was drifting everywhere, dust fell from the sky, and the silence was as if the west of the village was dead.

The bandits continued to advance, getting closer and closer to the village.

The bandits and machine gunners who were suppressing quickly raised the gun to avoid accidentally injuring their brothers attacking ahead.

The speed of crawling like a snail is almost the same as that of a detective team.

This has not been very important to three days. It is obvious that the first energy is directly rushing out, and it is broken into three parts by his subordinates...

The bandit battalion commander behind him felt a toothache.

While the iron was hot, he decisively ordered the third echelon gathered around him to join the offensive camp.

If you want to pull it, just... if you want to hit it, just hit it happily.

Within three minutes, capture the west of the village!

The bandits attacking along the ditch seemed to have reached the end.

At the end of the flatness, a black shadow suddenly appeared...

The old fifth man who cut off nine people and poked his bald head out...

A Czech light machine gun pod that was impatient to wait early stood firm...

Da...da...da...da...da...da...da...

The machine gun's flames shine.

I am not familiar with the fingers of the semi-automatic wrench gun and the machine gun trigger.

The machine gun bullets intermittently like a sheep pulling beans...

The traffic ditch entering the village is half a man deep, mainly used to prevent the enemy's attack in the north, and to prevent the enemy from occupying the village and blocking troops from breaking out to the west.

The bandits attacking from the west lined up in a series of slams into the muzzle.

The bandits who were attacking the open field on the front were stunned when they heard the sound of machine guns and immediately planned to kill the opponent's machine gunner.

The bullets in the mullet gun in his hand were empty, and suddenly I realized something was wrong.

The other party's machine gun seemed to be hidden in the hole that leads directly to the end of the trench in the village!

The choking smoke filled the hole, and Ke Jiu coughed and screamed: "Remove, go behind the wall and hit..."

The bandits shooting at the entrance of the cave finally figured out what was going on.

The Eighth Route Army actually set up a bunker!

And the shooting hole is also opened in the ditch...

Too sinister!

This bandit is experienced and immediately remembered that he had heard of the tunnel battles played by Wu'an County, Linzhang for more than 100 miles north...

The muzzle of the muzzle in his hand was still curling with smoke.

Without saying hello to anyone, he took advantage of the thunderous joy of the other bandits who thought they had taken the village and slowly climbed out of the village...

...

The eighth Route Machine Gun was fired and disappeared after it was fired.

The third-tier attack from the open area also seemed to be smooth.

The bandits on both sides were killed by machine guns in a long list, and the bandits advanced directly to the courtyard walls in the west of the village.

A bandit soldier immediately discovered that this village seemed to be different from the village they often robbed: there seemed to be no way to enter the village in the west of the village!

Well, it seems that I can't say that, because there should have been a road, but that road seems to have recently built a rammed earth wall...

"No, there is a shooting hole!" The bandit with some experience was scattered...

Several bandit soldiers who were climbing up the gap of broken walls and low walls were stunned when they heard this.

The Japanese bandits who were protruding over the wall immediately stopped moving and slipped back.

In the verbs of bandits, climbing to the wall means passing the gates of hell.

Since someone reminded that this section of the wall is the gate of hell, the fool is still crawling in.

The Eighth Route Army in the village used these shooting holes to put cold guns out, which inflicted many bandits.

Now, there is no trace of the Eighth Route Army!

Obviously, the legend of the eighth route of the world did not scare the numerous bandits.

Immediately, a bandit soldier reported the situation to the bandit company commander who led the team to attack the village entrance.

The bandit company commander thought for a while and immediately came up with his unique skills. The duck shouted loudly: "Set the fire immediately..."

The four-character mantra of bandit soldiers: burning, killing, looting.

Killing, robbing, setting fire, kidnapping and extortion? That thing is the profession of hooligans, gangsters, and thugs!

Of course, there are many people across industries...

More than a dozen torches were thrown into the village...

Then someone covered it with sand and soil that had been prepared early...

Is there a conspiracy between the Eighth Route Army hiding in the village?

"I don't believe it anymore. He can dig this village into a big bunker..." The bandit battalion commander who just followed was very ugly and immediately ordered: "Brothers, divide the troops into three groups, and the two wings immediately circle the south and north of the village!"

There were defeated soldiers among the bandits, so they immediately offered advice: "Battery Commander, isn't it done to explode the courtyard wall with cluster grenades?"

This is a solution!

Then the cluster grenade was quickly prepared with sour legs.

Several bandits used bayonets to take out two head-sized holes on the newly built rammed earth wall at a distance.

The Eighth Route Army in the village was so scared that he didn't dare to shoot him.

The bandit company commander also became bolder and waved his hand: "Pull the fire..."

The cluster grenade was stuffed into the two holes, and the bandits who pulled the fire turned around and ran away.

Several black-hole rifles quietly poked out the shooting hole in the darkness outside the bandits digging the shooting hole...
Chapter completed!