"What's the matter with you?" Zhao Fengnian asked.

"Captain Zhao ... Quickly, shot these devils! Really his mother's obscure, three devil officers were together, and with a dozen devil soldiers, using a grain car to surround the empty block to resist, our

The red rifle was cut off, and there was no way at all, and the grenade dare not throw it! "

After seeing Zhao Fengnian, the second row of the two battalions of the replenishment group came, and quickly explained it.

"What are you doing? Special grenade, throw it on the devil!" As soon as Zhao Fengnian heard this, he hurriedly shouted to the guerrilla people.

"Don't throw grenades! It's not good to explode until your own person!" A row of heads hurriedly stopped.

"Rest assured, it's okay!" Zhao Fengnian finished speaking, holding a grenade with a white logo, pulling the fire and throwing it into the empty gear surrounded by the devil ...

Losted the grenade and went in.

"Eight Gag ..." The little devil looked at the grenades flying in, one by one. Is this the rhythm of even the bombing of ourselves? We dare not throw grenades out. These Eighth Route Army is too ruthless?

Booming ... The grenade exploded in the middle of the devil, and there was no chance to throw back the devil back.

That is, at this time, the ghosts who were blown up knew why the Eighth Route Army dared to throw a grenade like this. This grenade would not work at all.

That's right, the grenade was thrown in, fried under the feet, and then it seemed to be smashed on the leg, but it didn't hurt that, looked down, the leg was okay, what was going on with white fog in the black smoke.

What's more?

"Ah ... sneezing ... I ... my eyes ..." After a few seconds, the ghosts knew what they had encountered.

The grenades can't be fried, but those white "fog" is simply lime powder! It was sucked into the lungs by himself, and he was fascinated in his eyes.

So, under the onlookers of many Eighth Route Army soldiers, these seventeen and eight devils were just as blind as suddenly began to wave the weapons in their hands. The most powerful murmur did not know what was shouting?

"What else to do? Kill them! Kill ... Kill!" A row of length is not a good stubble. Seeing this situation directly ordered.

"Well, guerrillas, continue to kill the devils with me!" Zhao Fengnian was okay, and there was some lime powder in the grenade. In this case, it was quite easy to use. Of course, this does not delay them continued to find the next wave

The trouble of devils.

In fact, the current battlefield is already a situation where the Eighth Route Army and the devil have been stirred. There are fewer and fewer devils, and the Eighth Route Army has more or less nodes that seem to defend those devils.

It's just that there are many weapons on the nodes of some devils, and there are even heavy machine guns.

Of course, there are very few situations, because when the guerrillas charge, Li Yuexuan and Wang Xiaofeng also moved north along the mountain beam. Anyone who discovered the firepower point of the machine guns with devils, the two brothers said that they were black guns without saying a word.

Gels it.

There are also no shortage of bullets on the guerrillas. Anyway, the brothers can still use dozens of bullets on their bodies.

"Comrade, how is it? Where hurt?"

"It's okay! I have a thorny knife, it's pretty good!"

"Hurry up, come over, there is a wounded here, a bayonet injury! Come and lift away!"

"Hey? Comrade? Are you okay? Hey? ... Fortunately, you have a heartbeat, come over a few people, lift it away!"

When the soldiers were added to the devil Blatin, a group of people quietly entered the battlefield.

First of all, three soldiers with three or eight big lids took the lead, and a veteran who was in his thirties followed. They would turn around in the pile of the devils and the Eighth Route Army soldiers. There are living devils. They will quietly quietly

Send the devil away, and the living Eighth Route Army soldiers will be lifted away by the stretcher that will be shouted.

That's right, for this ambush war, the Eighth Route Army deliberately prepared the medical soldiers on the battlefield.

The leader is Sun Langzhong of the guerrilla team. His judgment on trauma is extremely accurate. He is responsible for seeking the Eighth Route Army soldiers from the dead in the dead.

Survational treatment in the village behind.

The time of ambush warfare was about 10 o'clock in the morning. Now it is almost 11 o'clock. The devils are getting weaker and weaker, and even some teams are cleaning up the battlefield.

Therefore, at this time, the medical soldiers came more safely. And the wounded was not dragging for a long time, and it could be treated.

In fact, from the beginning of the battle to the present, the casualties of the Eighth Route Army are not large.

Hmm ... there seems to be a place to forget to say.

Before the ambush war, Zhaodian wooden bridge, southwest side, cropland, 771 group special warrior Mavericks dipped in white sugar to eat two pieces of sweet potatoes, put the empty sugar jar in the backpack. This iron box was good.

Things, you can put a small firecracker with a light machine gun.

"Long, listen ... the sound of the car, and the sound of horseshoe!" The Mavericks' ears were so good, and the sound heard from the distance.

"Well, Lao Tzu saw it, can't you come here!" Well, the calf who patronized the Mavericks did not find that the devil's pioneer was exposed to everyone's sight.

"Long, what should we do? Can't you fight?" Mavericks asked.

"Wait ... Everyone pays attention to lurking, let's move these devils first!" The chief of the head of the head of his ears and continued to lurk in the crops.

"Squeak ... Ga ..." The car of the devil's first troops stopped at the bridge head, and the ghost riding the horse stopped.

"Baga! The wooden bridge was burned! What should we do?" A devil officer jumped off from the car and looked at the pier in the water.

"Kimura Jun, a little peace of mind, I think at this time, the Captain Takahash of the Takahashi of Licheng will be anxious than us! Wait, there will be engineers to repair it soon!" There was a truck's co -driver's office.

Slowly sound.

"Well, everyone came down to rest and eat something!" Said the devil officer.

"Drop a horse, rest, go to the river to drink horse!"

"” ... "It didn't take long for the signal bomb on Shenjiashan to rise.

"Boom ..." The faint sound of explosion came.

"Nani?" The devils who were eating heard the sound.

"Fight!" The next command was the seven -year agent of the 772th regiment.

Da Da ... Da Da Da ... Pop, Pap ...

The preparation of the Eighth Route Army is very lively. Although the special service is not good, it is the best combat effectiveness and equipment in the group.

Therefore, as soon as the special agents who ambush the bridge head shot, they knocked down these dozens of devil soldiers, leaving only two cars and a dozen war horses and stopped there.
Chapter completed!