The generals of aggression are inevitable, and we are the first to be the brunt of the enemy. Those who die in battle are honored, and those who live in siege are humiliated. Those who are honored are less important to one person, but those who are responsible to the country are more important!

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The sunny sky, the green gauze tent!

The air is filled with black smoke produced when car tires burn. This suffocating gas makes me want to escape from its control. But on the other hand, I hope that the thicker the smoke, the better the taste is, the better. The reason is very simple, that is, we need these smoke to cover up and save our lives. After all, sacrificing a little bit of smell and absorbing a little harmful gas is nothing compared to our own lives.

Isn't this? The Japanese planes kept roaring above our heads, but they could never find a target that could be bombed, and in the end they could only drop a few bombs down.

Of course, the Japanese's targetless bombing could not pose any threat to us. Thousands of soldiers from the military training regiment were still advancing on the road. However, unlike the marching of other troops, each of us carried a bucket of heavy gasoline.

Nanyuan was originally a military camp for the temporary training of the military training regiment. The warehouse here contained gasoline reserves for the two surrounding divisions and one regiment, so there was everything you need for gasoline. However, the military training regiment had very limited cars, and considering that the roar of the cars could easily expose us to the target, we finally decided to use manpower to solve the problem.

Fortunately, there are many people in the military training team, and it is not difficult for every four or five people to be responsible for a barrel of gasoline, not to mention that Nanyuan is only five kilometers away from Dahongmen...

"I...I said to Squad Leader Chen!" The old Squad Leader carried the oil barrel with difficulty, and whispered to Chen Dali on the other end: "After he is our commander, you... be kind to the future..."

The thick smoke in the air covered the enemy's sight while also preventing the old squad leader from walking in front from discovering that I was behind me.

"Superman, so what?" Chen Dali deserves to be Dali. He was not blushing and gasping when carrying a few hundred pounds of oil barrel. At this time, he easily turned around and looked at the old squad leader, and said, "Didn't you see the bad looks of him on the battlefield? You can't even shoot a gun clearly. Who knows what relationship he has to be the platoon leader..."

"That's it!" a thin soldier next to him continued, "I also find it strange. Look at our old squad leader... He has been fighting hard in the army for decades and is still a squad leader. He is so good. He walks around the battlefield and turns around and turns to become the platoon leader..."

"Monkey, don't talk nonsense!" The old squad leader hurriedly stopped him: "There is naturally a reason for others to be the chief. It's not your turn to say something!"

"I'm not talking nonsense!" The monkey said with some dissatisfaction: "Did you see the platoon leader who is intimate? Maybe our platoon leader is the deputy squad..."

"Hmm!" At this time, a soldier discovered me who was nearby and hurriedly woke them up. In an instant, in addition to the choking smoke, there was also an uncomfortable embarrassment in the air.

What else can I say about this? In fact, even I myself couldn't believe that I became a platoon leader on the first day I went to the battlefield. Although the platoon leader could be said to be a small official, his speed could already be as good as taking a helicopter. So their suspicion was also very reasonable. If I were from their perspective, I believe I would have the same idea.

"Stop moving forward! Be prepared for battle!"

"Stop moving forward! Be prepared for battle!"

...

Just as I was thinking about it, the orders were passed down from above, so I quickly realized that the destination was about to arrive.

The soldiers thought they had discovered the little Japanese, and without saying a word, they threw down the gasoline barrel and grabbed the rifle and went to the side of the road to look for cover. However, the next order soon made them realize that they were wrong.

"Keep quiet! Pour the gasoline into the ditch!"

"Keep quiet! Pour the gasoline into the ditch!"

...

"What?" Chen Dali and the soldiers were stunned when they heard this order: "Populate gasoline into the ditch?"

Especially Chen Dali, his eyes stared at me fiercely, as if saying: "Damn it, isn't gasoline more important than humans? Let me work hard to transport gasoline here and pour it into the ditch..."

I smiled distractedly, and did not explain much, but just repeated the order in a low voice: "Everyone has it! Pour the gasoline into the ditch!"

Although the soldiers did not know the purpose of pouring gasoline into the ditch, this order did not seem to be difficult to execute, and it could even be said that it could make them lose the burden, so soon several soldiers pushed the gasoline barrel to the side of the road and opened the fuel tank cover.

More and more soldiers followed, so a bucket of gasoline flowed into the ditch with a "hurrying" sound...

The soldiers didn't know, but I knew very well: an army of about 7,000 people was ambushed in the sorghum field less than a kilometer away from us to give us a fatal blow, but because of the thick smoke and the two turns in front, we could not see each other.

But it doesn’t matter if we can’t see it, we have already scouted their exact location!

After knowing their exact location and knowing that they are hiding in the sorghum field, the best way to use is undoubtedly to burn them clean with a torch! But the little Japanese are not stupid, they will not let us set fire in their ambush area, so what is the best way to use?

Of course, it’s just like me who pours gasoline into the ditch!

There is water in the ditch, which is used by the people to irrigate the fields, so it is obvious that the water will flow to the downstream farmland and penetrate into the sorghum fields like a spider web. At this time, I poured the gasoline into the water, and the water flow will bring the gasoline to the sorghum fields, which is the side of the little Japanese...

However, there is another problem here - can gasoline flow into the ambush in Little Japan, and they can't smell it at all?

I have considered this a long time ago. This is another purpose for me to burn a large number of car tires in Nanyuan. At this time, the air was full of choking smells. Even if the little Japanese didn't cover his mouth and nose, it would be difficult to detect from the disgusting smell that the water around him had turned into gasoline without realizing it!

Time passed by minute by minute, and I listened carefully to the movements on the battlefield... Except for a gun without a single sound behind me, there was no sound in front of me. The longer the time passed, the more I felt more relieved, because this proved that the Japanese did not notice that the gasoline was already seeping into their side...

"Platform Leader Fang!" With a familiar voice, Tong Linge appeared beside me.

I hurriedly greeted him and saluted Tong Lingge.

Tong Linge nodded at me and said with a serious face: "Platform leader Fang, victory or defeat is here. Win, you will live with me; if you lose, I will die with you!"

"Yes!" Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but respect the famous anti-Japanese general in front of me, and responded with a feeling of passionate blood churning in my chest.

"Brothers!" Then Tong Linge turned to the soldiers and shouted loudly: "The generals are inevitable. We are the first to be the ones who die in battle, and those who live in stolen life are humiliated. Honor and disgrace are light on one person, but those who are heavy on the country! The Japanese devils bully me too much, and it is time to kill the enemy and serve the country!"

"Those who die in battle are honored, and those who live in stolen life are humiliated!"

"Kill the enemy and serve the country, and you would rather die than be a slave to the destruction of the country!"

...

Most of the soldiers in the military training group are students and have a low level of culture, so when you shout slogans, they will naturally be done one by one!

With Tong Linge raising his hand, Company Commander Xu loudly ordered us: "Brothers! There is an ambush from the Japanese in the sorghum field ahead. They blocked our way home. What do you think you should do?"

"Fight with the Japanese!"

"Go back to Peiping!"

...

"Be ready for battle!" Company Commander Xu roared: "Get the bayonet!"

While shouting, the soldiers picked up their rifles and lined up their bayonets and lined up on the road. In an instant, they were a sabers. Even in the black smoke, the bayonets were still shining with dazzling cold light. They seemed to be eager to see the little Japanese, and to cut off their flesh and drink their blood...

At this time, the Japanese army ambushed in the sorghum on the opposite side seemed to have some reactions, which can be heard from the few Japanese and gunshots in the black smoke. The slogan we just shouted was too obvious, and the little Japanese also realized that we had discovered their ambush, so they simply turned into darkness and light!

However, it was too late for all this. The Japanese army had not realized that because of my preparation, their team of seven or eight thousand people had transformed from hunters into the object we hunted... Although the Japanese army's equipment was much better than ours, although the quality of the Japanese army was much higher than ours, and although the number of Japanese army was much more than ours... But at this moment, they were destined to be the dead souls under our guns!

"Light!" With Tong Linge's order, the warrior who had already prepared the fire threw the torch into the ditch. In an instant, a bright red flame rushed downstream like a fire dragon. Then the fire dragon was divided into small snakes like a scattered flowers, and drilled straight into the sorghum on both sides of the road...

It was the hot summer at this time, and the crops in the farmland were yellow and dry by the sun, so they could not withstand the burning of these gasolines. So it seemed that in the blink of an eye, what was revealed in front of us was a world of fire. Of course, except for the road in front of us!

The shrill screams sounded quickly. At first, there were not many, but they soon became a whole lot. We were like we were coming to hell, watching groups of evil ghosts suffering from the fire...

No! It should not be said to be like this, but to be said to be... because those who are suffering in the fire at some time are evil ghosts!

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Chapter completed!