The moon is bright and the autumn wind is slightly cold. It is indeed a good time to ask the sky with wine. Unfortunately, for the Japanese army, it is the most unwilling sky to see, because they all received the order: break through tonight!

The deputy of the Kusama team was naturally unwilling to surrender. He was no more than Yoshida and other poor soldiers. He had a lot of property waiting for him. If he died in battle, he would be cheaper. Once he was captured, everything would be taken away by the political circle, and the family could only end up in the streets!

The scouts came to report early, and there were indeed loopholes in the defense of the Eighth Route Army. The east side only guarded the eastern position, and there were very few troops, so they placed all the northern routes in the western route troops.

The same is true for the West Road. They concentrate their troops towards the South Road, thus ignoring Zibei Road. They really cannot cross the cliff, but they can take a detour. As long as they climb the North Mountain and walk east along the ridge two miles, they can go down the gentle slope to the bottom of the ditch. As long as they get below, no matter how the Eighth Route has a net of heaven and earth, they can't block their big fish!

The scouts from the North Road were the first to be sent. They even went down to the bottom of the ditch, saying that the widest place there could be more than 200 meters, and there were cliffs on both sides. Even if the Eighth Route Army chased the two sides, they could only sigh!

Then, in order to confuse the Eighth Route Army, Kusama sent several groups of reconnaissance teams to focus on the southeast and southwest corners. This was to take advantage of the loopholes in the intersection of the two enemy armies. I believe that as long as the Eighth Route Army discovers, it will definitely mobilize troops to condemn generals, and leave time to himself.

At midnight, a bright moon hung high, and a few shrill gunshots suddenly sounded in the southeast direction. Then, the light and heavy machine guns roared, and a battle that was deliberately triggered began!

Kusama took all the breakout personnel and went into battle lightly, climbing along the route that had been reconnaissance. In less than an hour, he climbed to the top of the North Mountain. This made Kusama very happy. He thought two hours were not enough, but everyone took medicine today? Only he did not take it?

If you can't control this, you will be half the victory if you can climb up quickly. Next, it depends on whether everyone's actions are quiet. As long as there is no gunfire, there will be nothing at all!

For this reason, Kusama even let ordinary riflemen unload the bullets, only veterans brought the bullets into battle, and they had to check each other for insurance.

I was worried along the way, but the result was extremely smooth. This made Kusama's heart relieve half, and the rest was to leave safely!

Two sentries stood on the high rocks, watching the entire squadron slowly climbing up the top of the rock, and then went down the mountain with a beautiful look. Their eyes were staring tightly into the distance, fearing that everyone would be discovered by the observation post of the east when they passed through the top of the mountain.

No one expected that just under their feet, a group of machine gunners did not dare to breathe, and they cursed the butcher in their hearts, saying that they would come to whatever they said, which made everyone not prepared at all. The bolt had not been pulled yet, and the Japanese stood above their heads.

But everyone was quite happy. The position of Company Commander Tu was chosen well, just like guessing the Japanese's actions, and directly aimed the gun at their backs. If they were to shoot, five or six of them would fall down in one round!

A sudden arrogance scream rang out above his head: "Where is that translator Wang? Call him over quickly!"

This sentence is said in Japanese, most people can't understand it, but soon a flattering voice pleased him: "Ah, Chief Kusama, I'm here!"

Lao Wang was in a very embarrassing image. He thought that following Fujiwara would be delicious and delicious, but the pillar suddenly fell, and Kusama, who was pushing up, did not treat himself as a human being at all. He would ask himself to step forward every time he went to a dangerous intersection. We are the translator, not the leader!

He crossed mountains and rivers, and was arrogant at first and respectful at the end. Finally, he was favored by his leaders. He quickly trotted and bowed first!

"King, I ask you, have you read your Three Kingdoms?"

"Three Kingdoms? I have read it, but I just don't know?"

"Look at us now, are we a bit like Huarong Road?"

"Not like, no like, Lord Kusama, you have a lucky star shining..."

"Um?"

"The elephant is a bit... Lord Kusama, you said elephant is like elephant! I really don't know!" Translator Wang cried and said, "What does this Japanese mean?" Who is looking forward to being bad?"

"Haha, I'll ask you, if the Eighth Route Army set up a blocking line in front, can it block our army?"

"Sir, there are deep trenches and dangerous ravines ahead. Even if the eighth Route Army has eight heads, we would never have thought that we would break through here. It would be that Lord Kusama is far-sighted!"

I secretly squeezed my sweat and thought to myself that I finally realized the reputation. It turned out that the Japanese were pretending to be here, and I would not know how many shoes I would wear if I didn’t cooperate.

"Well, yoxi, this means that the Eighth Route Army is the Eighth Route Army. I had to make a mistake before, so don't take it too seriously! Let's go now, yours, lead the way!"

Translator Wang took a step to the big stone and said to himself: "Pretend, just pretend. You still pretend to be high-sounding even if you fail. This guy is so happy that he can't mess with him in the future, and he has no future!"

After Kusashima and the others went down, dozens of Japanese devils followed him down the mountain, but the last group of Japanese devils did not leave for a long time, but instead lay on the top of the mountain to guard the back!

The butcher on the top of Dongshan suddenly called out that it was a guard squad. He also carried a light machine gun and was just in front of him. He couldn't aim even if he wanted to shoot. What should he do?

What a butcher, after only a few seconds of contemplation, he came up with a countermeasure. He aimed at the sentry standing recently and gently pulled the board!

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The first short point carries a tracer bullet, which accurately hits the neutron sentry in a triangle shape. The muzzle does not sway, and another short point comes out of the bore, jumping up with the muzzle. The second short point just hits the Japanese lying down!

"Okay, just follow this method!"

I gave myself a thumbs up in my heart, the third and fourth short spots also hit the other two Japanese!

Experts can tell if there is any one. Even if the soldiers lie under the stone, they can hear the gunshots. Each short time is consistent, and the sound is crisp, just like a small drum that beats the rhythm, which makes people's hearts tremble!

The difference is that the machine gun platoon soldiers were excited when they heard it, but the Japanese were trembling. They turned their heads and looked at it, and saw that the short spot was as if they had been measured with a ruler, one after another, the red tracer and the death-seeking notes rushed straight towards them. If they didn't dodge, they would be finished in just a few seconds!

Several people rolled around and hid under the big stone, causing the butcher's last shot to be shot. Then, everyone shot against the butcher on the top of the East Mountain with a big stone gun!

The battle on the top of the mountain also surprised the downhill Japanese devils, but soon, Kusama stood up: "Haha, the Tujiao Route Army is called a hindshot, so don't worry. Seeing that the warriors in our rear guard are not there? They have suppressed the firepower on the top of the mountain. They only have a machine gun and want to stop us. It's just a dream!"

The Japanese army obeyed the order very much. After hearing this, they all went down the mountain with guns on their backs. Only Translator Wang pointed at the top of the mountain and shivered.

The guards who were also trembling were also shooting at the butcher. As they were fighting, they suddenly felt that there was movement under their stomachs!

It’s no wonder that the machine gunners were just about to shoot, but now there was a ghost’s belly blocking the gun. It would be strange if they didn’t fight hard!

Without a bayonet, you can only use a machine gun to open the circuit. As a short point is swept through, the Japanese in front of you have already taken out a big hole. Don’t underestimate the power of the machine gun. Even if a thin steel plate is blocking in front of you, you can open a shooting port!

The fight was awesome, but the smell in the shooting position was so sour and refreshing. A hot and bloody odor almost spitted everyone out. Fortunately, a deputy used an engineer to shovel and push the body away, which made the shooting world return to Qingming!

It was when Kusama saw what Translator Wang pointed out that he fell into the grass at the first time. Then, he found in pain that his big words were too early. A row of light and heavy machine gun bullets, like a layer of fiery red bullets, rushed straight into the backs of the warriors, and then bloomed with strange blood flowers!

"No, this is not true. We are almost escaping. This is a massacre, a premeditated massacre!"

"Pooh!"

The butcher spit out the grass roots biting in his mouth and said softly: "You little Japanese, let me tell you now, my surname is Tu, but the butcher's butcher's butcher!"
Chapter completed!