"Why are you so nervous? Just kidding you. I am a heroic person like me, and I really don't want to do things that are so unconventional." The fat man glanced at Captain Zhang, and he was very disdainful of Captain Zhang. He was nervous when he joked. It was so boring.

"That's good, that's good." Captain Zhang felt deeply nauseated by the fat man's shamelessness, and secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, which was in line with his smile. He couldn't help but feel that the fat man was going to fight the real disaster.

"Let the team follow me and take you away." said the fat man.

Commander Ma nodded and immediately asked Xiao Li, the guard beside him to gather the team. The previous battle made several puppet troops escape. The place was not safe at all. Now that the battlefield was cleaned up, it was time to leave. If the fat man had not solved the Japanese radio for the first shot, the Japanese would have been able to come here in an hour for more than twenty miles.

There were four doctors in the team, including Wang Yi. Originally, the Eighth Route Army, the Commander Ma, did not come specifically to escort the doctors, but Captain Ma received a notice from his superiors, asking Commander Ma to lead the old soldiers and backbones of the Third Regiment to open another base, and escort four Western doctors to take office at the hospitals under the division headquarters. Therefore, more than ten people from the Third Regiment came, and the Kuomintang also sent a three-person elite group to escort together.

Unexpectedly, the team was completely deceived by the Japanese and puppet troops here. Not only did they lose the lives of several soldiers, but they also didn't even understand the distribution of the Japanese and puppet troops. The strong Wang Yi took advantage of their unpreparedness to come out to capture the Japanese and puppet troops. If he hadn't met Liu Mang, he would have been captured by the Japanese and puppet troops.

"I, Lao Ma, led my troops to fight for ten years. These days are the most depressing days. The Japanese and puppet troops are not afraid of it. This time the Japanese and puppet troops are playing tricks. Lao Xu, Lao Guo, and the three sons all died by stepping on mines. Brothers, aren't afraid of you making fun of you. What we are waiting for is the minefield distribution map of the Japanese." Captain Ma said to the fat man as he walked.

"The Japanese mine resettlement method is a bit like you have laid out a trick in the woods. Do you have any Japanese minefield distribution map?" Battalion Commander Zhang said coldly. He didn't believe that he, a top student from the Berlin Military Academy, could not break the mines. This fat man could break it. He only hoped that the fat man would have a minefield distribution map, so that they could bypass the minefield and send these doctors safely. He ended the mission as soon as possible and returned to the army.

"No." The fat man was walking in sweat while suffusing. Because it was too hot, the weather made him feel oily all over. He felt tired even if he said one more word.

"You don't have a minefield distribution map?" Commander Ma glared at his eyes. Can the team walk out of this blockade minefield by the Japanese and puppet troops? He is counting on this fat man.

The fat man curled his lips, too lazy to talk to him, and was very dissatisfied. The leader of the Tianma, who was so hot, didn't know how tired he was to provoke him to speak, could he still beat the Japanese happily?

"You don't have a minefield distribution map and you are still taking us around? Do you know that you will kill everyone if you do this!" Captain Zhang was full of resentment towards the fat man, so he naturally had no room for speaking at this moment.

"What are you talking about? Just follow me if you want to live." The fat man sat in the shade of the tree. Although the sun was already west, he had been walking for more than ten miles on this hot day, and was tortured in hell with a fat body.

"Just wait for the Japanese pursuers to come up and kill us all!" Captain Zhang glared at the fat man and walked aside with a breeze on his face.

"Why don't you leave again?" Commander Ma was reluctant. In this short ten miles, the fat man had rested eight or nine times. Sooner or later, the turtle's marching speed would catch up with the Japanese army.

"Stay for a while and tell you what the Japanese minefield is going on, so as not to stumble in my ears all day long, and you will be annoyed if you are not exhausted." The fat man lit a Hard gate, fanning himself while smoking a cigarette.

Commander Ma was slightly shocked, released the on-duty sentry, let the team rest, and then sat on the ground, waiting for the fat man to tell them about the Japanese minefield. At this time, Battalion Commander Zhang walked over reluctantly.

When Liu Meng had just traveled through time, the minefield map of his predecessor Fat Translation's memory appeared clearly in his mind. Even he himself did not expect that the entire area in and out of the county town would become a minefield.

Landmine warfare is the key skill of our guerrillas. When he first crossed, he was extremely shocked that the Japanese army actually played landmine warfare, but the thunder in the minefield was not a real mine.

This matter has to start with the county devil head Asano. This devil headed to the Japanese Army University and then attended the Berlin Military Academy. It is said that he was a member of the royal family. This was when the Battle of Shanghai started. Asano should have been in front, but he was in the rear with the corps. One is the reason to protect the royal family, and the other is because Asano studied engineering science in both military academies, and he studied how to play thunder.

During the Battle of Shanghai, the Japanese army was an offensive type of troops, and there was little material supply, so there was almost no infantry thunder. However, this did not cause Asano, who was born in an engineer, used chariot thunder, grenade launcher ammunition, and incendiary bombs without infantry thunder... Anyway, asano almost used the types of bombs that could be used for mine laying.

Asano did this not only compressed the scope of the local Eighth Route Army's activities, but also tightly controlled the surrounding area of ​​the county town. There were many villagers who had touched mines and countless casualties. In addition, there were very few people who could clear mines in this era. There were only the main roads without thunder in the county town. However, this road had a detachment of the Japanese army and a strengthening regiment to deploy troops. If you want to move, you had to risk your life.

Commander Ma was ordered to come to the Eighth Route Army troops in this county to carry out their work because the local Eighth Route Army could not develop.

"His grandma, Asano's move is so cruel that we have nowhere to use it. There was originally a battalion of Eighth Route Army in the local area, but because of the damage from the minefield, there is only one company left!" Commander Ma took a sip of cigarette, his eyes were red, and he said angrily.

The fat man rolled his eyes, a battalion? It's funny. In the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, many of the Eighth Route Army troops were not fully equipped, and there were two hundred people in each battalion?

"I saw Asano's minefield, and the arrangement was very strange. I had been exposed to the arrangement of minefields at the Berlin Military Academy and tried to relieve the thunder. After failure, I also killed three soldiers of the Eighth Route Army. "Battery Commander Zhang's face was dark, and when he talked about this minefield, he was so angry that he was so angry that he was too angry.

"Thunder?" The fat man sneered. When he learned that Asano was also playing with thunder, he was really shocked, so he sneaked into the minefield and looked at it, and then came to a conclusion - kindergarten level.

"There are some tricks of Asano. The Raybu is very terrible. There is no map of the minefield distribution. We soldiers are not afraid of death, just afraid of hurting those treasure doctors." Captain Ma looked at the fat man with concern and said.

"If there is a minefield distribution map, let's go around. If not..." Captain Zhang looked at the fat man with deep meaning. After all, he was from the Berlin Military Academy, so he certainly saw the way for the fat man to arrange thunders before. He believed that if he broke the fat man's thunders himself, he would definitely die in a bad life. So he thought that the fat man could arrange such a clever thunders, and he should be able to bypass Asano's thunders field.

"People are iron rice and steel. I'm so hungry if I don't eat it for a meal!" The fat man narrowed his eyes slightly, put aside the words of Commander Ma and Battalion Commander Zhang, stood up, patted his butt and continued, "I've eaten the Japanese individual soldiers' rations for a day. It tastes like chewing wax. I'll get some wild game first."

After saying that, the fat man took a 38-style bayonet, carried a sniper 98K on his back, and walked towards the woods with a swaying sway.

"Uh..." The two were stunned. When was it time to do wild game? If the Japanese army brought military dogs, it would not take long to find their location. The fat man still had the leisure to do wild game. It would not matter if the Japanese caught up with them and died, but they were afraid that the four precious doctors would die.
Chapter completed!