Captain Yamada spoke very slowly, but his small eyes were constantly turning around, patrolling the scenery ahead.

Well, it is impossible for the ambushing teams by the river to ignore the orders, that is, an unexpected situation occurs. From the river to the woods in the west, there is an open area of ​​more than 500 meters in the middle, with wheat planted, and the traffic in the fields is very neat.

The group of Tu Eighth Route Army members had been running in front of their team, only more than ten minutes apart. Moreover, they seemed to have seen Tu Eighth Route Army members running forward from a distance, but they didn't care about these details.

So, what's the problem?

"Huh?" At this time, he noticed that there seemed to be some movement on the ridge beside the wheat field by the river in front.

"Ba...ga..." After Captain Yamada picked up the telescope and looked carefully, he found that someone was digging the trench. The ridge he saw was not a ridge, but a slope protection for a trench that had just been repaired.

Now that I look at it with a telescope, everything is clear. Those people are very careful when working, and scattered turrets of soil gently patted the slope protection. It is really hard to find out if they are far apart.

"Who is the construction ahead...is it?" Yamada looked ahead, but could not tell who was in front.

In his heart, he would rather believe that the squadron in front of him was responsible for the ambush. He even saw the heavy machine gun in the telescope on both sides of the trench.

However, those figures that occasionally exposed from the trenches completely exposed the fact that the Tu Eighth Route Army was digging trenches there.

"Baga..." Yamada scolded again.

Just as Yamada was observing, more than a minute passed, and the construction on the Eighth Route Road did not stop at all.

Moreover, with the addition of the second and third rows of guards, the construction speed was heard again, and even the originally straight trenches were changed and bent and turned, and some extra roads were added.

It’s just because of time that these forks have just broken the soil.

"Captain of the Detachment, what should we do?" Zhao Junting, the second platoon leader guarding the northeast of the woods, asked Sun Dali.

"Looking at the next step of the Japanese, let's act according to the opportunity!" Sun Dali said.

"Why don't we rush forward and annihilate these Japanese and puppet troops? These people are not enough for us to kill them? When we fought at night in Zhuozhang River, we destroyed about 500 Japanese people?" Zhao Junting asked.

"Xiao Zhao, this is not the case! At that time, we were backing Licheng and could use firepower to solve the enemy unscrupulously. Now it doesn't work. The ammunition we brought is a little less!" Sun Dali said.

"Uh...this is the reason..." Zhao Junting was right when he thought about it, it was indeed one time and another.

While Sun Dali was talking, Yamada Japanese, who had observed the situation on the battlefield, waved to Han Deqin: "Han Sang, come here!"

"Hayi! Taijun, what are you doing?" Even though Han Deqin was only five steps away from the Japanese, he ran a few steps in small steps, then lowered his head and stood in front of Captain Yamada Squadron. Han Deqin, who was originally 1.8 meters tall, was now flat with Yamada, who was only 1.5 meters tall.

"You, send a company to attack the riverside! Hurry up!" Captain Yamada decided to test the attack.

Moreover, the Eighth Route Army in front is building fortifications, so they must not get what they want. Otherwise, there will be great casualties when the Locust Army launches an attack later.

"Hayi, Hayi!" Han Deqin nodded and bowed, then bent down and retreated, and then stood up straight after more than ten steps.

"Bai Yongpiao, take your Second Company to attack the Eighth Route Army by the river!" Han Deqin said loudly.

"Yes, battalion commander! Bai Piao Gou, Bai Piao Dang, take your platoon and attack the riverside! Bai Jianxi, your platoon follows me as a reserve team! Hurry up and attack! Whoever kills a Tu Eighth Route Army, I will reward him with one dollar!" Bai Yongziao immediately issued an order.

Soon, the Bai family army, with more than 180 people, attacked the county brigade that was still digging fortifications by the river.

"Crash...kill...kill the Eighth Route Army!"

"Run quickly, the old seven and the eighth, you two follow me... sex..."

Most of the Bai Yongpiao company were formed by the Bai family's children of his clan. They were mostly brothers and uncles, and their equipment was not bad, and their combat effectiveness was still very good. Moreover, I heard that there was still money to kill the Eighth Route Army, so these Bai family members were excited. This time, it was not just a waste of work, but a money to get it.

"Damn it, we're here so fast! Don't be busy and prepare for the battle!" Nangong Weiguo looked at the puppet army company rushing over and quickly commanded the battle.

"Three rows, prepare for the battle!" Zhang Yihe also ordered in time when Nangong Weiguo spoke.

Soon, more than 150 county brigade soldiers who could shoot guns took the 38th hood, supported the crooked machine gun, leaned against the side of the trench, waiting for the arrival of the puppet troops.

And on both sides, the two-stand-thread 9-thick 2 is ready and you can shoot at any time.

"Oh... I hope the puppet army is not strong in combat power!" After looking at the armed soldiers, Nangong Weiguo was still quite worried.

People know their own affairs, so although these soldiers have shot each of them, except for those squad leaders, the other people's shooting skills are really not very good.

How good can these people have been able to shoot with no live ammunition training before? Even the thirty or so soldiers brought up from the district team have only participated in a few attack battles and have never fired a few shots.

"Be careful, try to shoot the gun as accurately as possible in a while, so as to save bullets!" Compared to Nangong Weiguo's nervousness, Zhang Yihe, the leader of the third platoon, was very calm.

Zhang Yihe was calm because he had the ability to calm down! You should know that the night battle in Zhuozhang River was much more dangerous than this.

"Roar, kill...bag...dadada..." Just as the preparations were made here, the Bai family soldiers in front had already run over 200 meters away and were already very close to this side.

But at this time, Nangong Weiguo still did not order the shooting. He wanted to shorten the distance to 100 meters before launching an attack.

"There are all heads..." Seeing the puppet army getting closer, Nangong Weiguo raised his pistol.

"Fight! Bang..." The sound of gunfire fell to the ground.

"Bang hook... Ce Ce Ce Ce... Gaga..." As the gunshots of Nangong Weiguo rang out, the soldiers of the county brigade fired up the weapons in their hands one after another.

Although their marksmanship is not good, the puppet troops' attack distance is already very close and they have not dispersed. They just squeeze together like a swarm, which gives the county brigade a chance.
Chapter completed!