Team leader Ma, Deputy Ge Ban, Song Yi, Hu Deling and Hu Xueyi, five people, five semi-automatic teams, these are the only remaining personnel in Class 6!

Since Zhao Hu's training, their combat effectiveness and combat experience have increased exponentially, and when they cleaned the battlefield just now, they also obtained the most ammunition.

Ge Xiancai smiled and said, "I said to you, you asked us to collect more ammunition just now, so I'm afraid that you've already had this idea?"

Squad leader Ma smiled and said, "We have been seriously injured after this battle. Do you think I won't stay? Who else can I stay?"

Seeing that the road was getting higher and higher, Xiao Song ran a few steps and asked, "Squad Leader, where are we going?"

Squad Leader Ma stretched out his hand and pointed: "If you want to talk about the most suitable position to block, the front is: Qipantuo, Ghost Face Cliff!"

"Ah? It's a Jedi there, there's no way out!"

Squad Leader Ma looked up at the sky: "Only when we are in the Jedi can we effectively attract the devils, otherwise, we can entangle us by sending a small team."

Ge Xiancai whispered: "Are you sure?"

Ma Baoyu nodded: "Just from the Japanese behind, I will be 60 to 70% sure. If you do more later, they won't come if you don't believe it!"

Hearing this, Deputy Ge Ban relaxed a little. He was not afraid of death. Since he received the task, he had already put life and death aside. What he was afraid of was that he could not complete the task, which led to greater sacrifice!

"Everyone reports on ammunition reserves!"

Squad Leader Ma was the first to report his ammunition: "Two hundred and nine bullets, two grenades, nine and one grenade!"

Xiao Song said with a smile: "Oh, squad leader, do you have a lot of stock?"

Deputy Geban glared at him: "Don't be careless, you kid, who doesn't know that you like to ambush? I have one hundred and sixty shots, two-handed grenades, how many of you?"

Xiao Song said proudly: "Where is there? There are only 250 rounds, three grenades! If you want to say too much, those two guys are the rich guys!"

Ge Xiancai turned his face and found that Hu Delin was rushing to hang an ammunition box: "I haven't counted it yet..."

"Tell me the numbers!"

"Two people are about six hundred!"

Squad leader Ma smiled and said, "Good, with so many bullets, I have to kill three or five hundred Japanese! "

Xiao Song said to himself: "Brave all your money, you can earn 200 yuan!"

The Eighth Route Army's rear cut off the guns kept sounding, and the Japanese chased each other in the back. Finally, they arrived in front of a mountain. Mao Yuan was overjoyed: "Okay, I'm here in a panic. What do you do? The whole army stopped advancing, surrounded on both sides, and launched an attack after dinner!"

The Japanese raised smoke from cooking stoves, and Class 6 had to eat fried noodles. There was not much water in the kettle, so no one dared to drink it in big mouthfuls.

Seeing that Xiao Song was choking, Squad Leader Ma handed over the kettle: "Every time you ask you to save money, you won't listen. Drink mine."

Xiao Song unscrewed the lid and took a big sip, and suddenly stopped: "Squad leader, then you..."

"If you let you drink it, you can drink it!" Squad leader Ma concentrated the stones behind the Ghost Stone: "Smash it with the stones later. We have no supplies, so we have to save some money!"

Xiao Song covered the lid of the pot and said, "This is more than a thousand, why isn't it enough?"

Ma Baoyu stretched out his hand and pointed: "There are more than two thousand enemies there, can you shoot one at a time?"

Song Xueyi stuck out her tongue: "Squad leader, you are so heart-wrenching!"

Ge Xian had just brought two stones. When his feet slipped, all of them fell behind the Ghost Face Stone. He looked down and shouted, "Come on, squad leader, I have a good idea!"

The two of them checked it and Squad Leader Ma said, "Well, it's not bad. This crack is located on the back of the stone, and the shells cannot be exploded. And the Japanese attacked below. I will definitely use the current point here. If you explode like this, haha!"

After breakfast, the Japanese began to attack calmly. In order to consume the bullets of the Eighth Route Army, they naturally used machine guns to force the puppet army forward.

Now that Meiren Wang recognizes her father, a large number of troops across the country turn their guns and starts to kill her former compatriots!

I don’t know what these traitors think, but they were obviously exploited by the Japanese or were tying their heads in.

This time they realized that their ideas were wrong. The Japanese never regarded them as humans. When it comes to their own lives, these leading dogs are undoubtedly the best scapegoats!

"Dadada" a row of bullets swept at his feet, scaring all the guys down. They thought the Japanese were driving them out on a routine basis, but unexpectedly someone shouted that someone was dead!

"Stupid Japanese, how are you really going to shoot?" An old smoker bared his yellow teeth and yelled while dodging: "I'm so anxious that I'll throw myself into the Eighth Route Army and shoot them to death!"

The platoon leader next to him smiled contemptuously: "That depends on when. Look at the terrain, even if you throw it, you will die, ah..."

Huangya turned her head and hid behind a stone with a simmering sound in the next second.

It was so cruel that I was distracted by a big rock, and red and white splashed everywhere!

"I'll kill you, I won't attack again. Whoever wants to die will go!"

At the foot of the mountain, the male duck voice of the interpreter Gao rang out in a scream: "The Eighth Route Army has no ammunition, everyone should attack quickly. Taijun said, kill one and reward twenty yuan!"

As soon as I heard that there was a reward, some of the guys in the crowd began to get excited: "It's time to kill one twenty. I can just kill two of them and I can get the little peach red envelope!"

"" Two gunshots, the guy looked down at the hole in his chest: "Damn't the Japanese lie to me, don't they say there are no bullets?"

The gunshots were very dense, and they couldn't count them. Five and a half of them automatically made a row of momentum. One and two Japanese devils were pressed down by the rain of bullets and couldn't raise their heads. They stuck out their butts and cried loudly: "The eighth dynasty is too fierce, save us quickly!"

The answer was that they were a sound of shells breaking through the air. Logically, the shelling protection was good at this time, but these guys had never had the experience of artillery artillery coordination. When the shelling stopped, the bodies of the puppet army were lying all over the mountain. Mao Yuan waved his arm and slapped the puppet regiment commander several times: "Baga, pig head, pig still knows to run backwards, and no one rushed into the artillery fire!"

Retrieving the useless puppet army, the Japanese attacked formally. To be honest, the Japanese were also a dead dogma. When they were not clear about the enemy's strength, they always attacked tentatively!

The Japanese's gunman's gunman was very accurate, but unfortunately he was attacking from the back and his firepower was unable to be exerted. Five people kept changing positions and shooting between the rocks, repelling two attacks in succession, but they were not injured!

Squad Leader Ma glanced at the corpses all over the hillside, turned around and smiled, "I just said it was wrong, it's less than two hundred!"

Deputy Geban made his fingers by: "It's almost done with the puppet army!"

Squad Leader Ma waved his hand: "Those two Japanese devils don't count. If you say that this semi-automatic is really a tiger, you will soon be able to reach the bottom after just a short while of fighting."

Deputy Geban pointed to the Grim Face Stone and said, "It doesn't matter, we still have big weapons."

Just as Ma Baoyu was about to give the order, his ears suddenly moved, and there was a gunshot in the distance, but it was still semi-automatic!
Chapter completed!