Among the many leaders of the Eighth Route Army, no one can say who can fight the most. Who can cause trouble? Well, this is our Lao Li.

Of course, Lao Li has another ability that other Eighth Route Army members envied and hated, that is, Lao Li’s ability to pull the team to get equipment.

For example, the equipment of the battalion that was detained by Lao Li before... Yes, others don't have the courage to do this, so Lao Li does it.

For example, the Jiuzhai military grenade standard equipped by Jiuzhai Security Group is not only small in size but also lightly thrown away. The fragments after the explosion are all steel column fragments, and a grenade can explode a large piece.

What makes the soldiers of the New First Regiment proud is that every veteran of the main squad has such a grenade equipment.

These grenades are cherished by the veterans and are only waiting for the most critical moment to use.

At this moment, the Central Army veteran nicknamed Hanzi, who was rescued by the New Orlean regiment from the convoy of the Japanese prisoners of war, used this grenade at the most critical moment.

After a bang, Hanzi and the five or six Japanese soldiers chasing him were covered by grenade fragments.

The mountain wind whistled, taking away the last sentence Hanzi left in the world. I wonder who the brothers he mentioned were and who were?

Perhaps, the mountain breeze that blows through Xinkou all year round will know who those brothers are and what sacrifices they have made in this land.

"Hanzi...is good! Damn the Japanese, come on!" The kid is not far from Hanzi.

Taking advantage of Hanzi's obstruction, the pole pulled the last box of fireworks, and then saw the remaining Japanese soldiers rushing towards him regardless of the dead.

The pole with red eyes had no other words. After shouting, he pulled the grenade on his chest and rushed towards the Japanese.

Boom... Five or six more Japanese were blown to the spot.

This is Li Yunlong's soldiers, a group of people who never fear death, and who know that they will still show their swords to the enemy even though they know they will die.

With the sacrifice of Hanzi and Ganzi, only three Japanese squads who went up the mountain to check were left, which was exactly the same as He Yonghui and the others.

At this moment, He Yonghui and the others had already pulled all the boxes of fireworks that they were responsible for, and some boxes had already started to spew fireworks at the Japanese.

"Hanzi and the others can't die in vain. There are three Japanese left, kill them!" He Yonghui shouted.

Turning over and flashing behind a stone, He Yonghui took the gun that had been on his back in his hand and opened it and looked at it. Fortunately, he had just finished some of the actions, but the gun was not lost or injured.

"Didn't we buried the mines? Why didn't the Japanese blow up?" The monkey shouted dozens of meters away.

"I can't hear it, fuck the Japanese devils!" Now the cluster fireworks were buzzing, and the three of them were far apart, and they couldn't hear what they were saying.

But no matter what you say, it is always right to fight the Japanese.

"Baga, what is that? Is it a cannon? Why are there so many?"

"Baga, those terribly 8th Route Army are so crazy, let's retreat!"

He Yonghui and the other two were far away and could not communicate with each other, but the remaining three Japanese gathered together and discussed how to act.

These three Japanese were not field infantrymen, but were pulled from the baggage troops to make up the numbers. It was because they rushed slowly that they escaped the disaster and were already scared at this moment.

At this time of the war, the Japanese's troops were no longer as elite as they were at the beginning, and the baggage troops were no longer those who could fight with the main forces of the Eighth Route Army.

"Bang..." After a little aim, He Yonghui shot the Japanese.

"Ba, bha..." The remaining monkeys and the others also shot at the Japanese.

Not to mention, the three people are far apart, but they become cross-fire within a certain range.

"Bang hook..." A Japanese soldier looked up and shot at the monkey.

"Bang..." He Yonghui seized the opportunity and shot the Japanese devil.

"Boom boom boom...boom boom boom..." Just as He Yonghui and his friends were fighting, the Kawaguchi Masao Detachment in the valley at the foot of the mountain was suffering from warm greetings from fireworks.

The bombing area formed by the box fireworks was also several hundred meters away. All the Japanese soldiers within this coverage were greeted so comfortable. Not to mention the bleeding all over their bodies, some of them were blown into several pieces, and they were seriously trampled.

"Baga, is this the kind of ambush cannon? Is this the kind of artillery fire that the 108th Division encountered? This is... Bageya Road, withdraw quickly, take it..."

Because Masao Kawaguchi was not walking in front, the fireworks did not greet him. However, he witnessed the entire process of the team in front being bombed.

The round bombs just watched them fly down from the hillside on one side and fall into the team, and explode with a bang.

Then, waves of shells fell to the ground. The soldiers who were still alive just now were blown up by these shells that were not distinguished from front, back and left and right, and were injured, and finally fell to the ground.

At this time, the Japanese at the foot of the mountain were frightened by the explosion in front of them, and no one paid attention to the small battles that were taking place on the mountain.

The Japanese don’t care, but our old Li is very concerned.

Listening to the explosion in the distance, Li Yunlong directly left the command center and stood on the top of the mountain.

"What's going on? What about the second battalion commander? What's going on with you? Have you left someone on the position?" Li Yunlong asked, looking at the second battalion commander who was hurriedly following him.

"Report to the regiment commander: The cluster fireworks I brought over were too heavy and it was difficult to bring them back, so I stayed there. Five soldiers were left to see if I could find an opportunity to give them a shot. Now it seems..." The second battalion commander's voice became smaller and smaller.

"That's it! Second Battalion Commander, this is not your fault. They are just like our comrades who chose the palace back then!" Li Yunlong said.

"The leader of the report, the reconnaissance squad that had been monitoring the movements of the Japanese called, saying that it was on the position of the Second Battalion. The left-behind soldiers did not retreat when the Japanese arrived, but chose to light fireworks and then fight with the Japanese who were going up the mountain."

"The reconnaissance squad said that two of our soldiers fired the grenades on their bodies and died together with the Japanese. The last three soldiers completed the mission and evacuated safely..."

The person who spoke was the squad leader of the communications troop. Although he was reposting the scout's phone number, he could hear his voice with admiration and sigh.

"How are the Japanese?" Li Yunlong asked.

"The casualties in the Japanese are unknown, but there are Japanese within the fireworks, with the number of people ranging from 500 to 700," said the correspondent.
Chapter completed!