A Scout in the War of Resistance

In the middle of the clearing, dozens of devils are busy.There are those who adjust the collimator, some who move the shells, and some who run around without knowing why.The small position was filled with gunpowder smoke, and from time to time, a certain cannon fired shells and ejected shells amidst loud noises.

In the center of the position, the devil's cannons were neatly arranged. The cannons were lined up in two rows, with two in each row. There were four latest field cannons in total.A devil officer is commanding loudly.In the artillery position, the voice is so low that others can't hear it at all. In fact, even if the voice is loud, others may not be able to hear it. It's just that people in such an environment will instinctively increase the volume of their speech. This is A professional habit, nothing else.

With the poor mortars of the Temporary Second Division, even if they knew the exact position, they could only think about attacking and destroying this artillery position.The Second Temporary Division is Boss Feng's old base of the Northwest Army. Although he was later recruited by Zhang Shaoshuai from the Northeast, Zhang Shaoshuai didn't bring many heavy weapons from Fengtian City. The Fengjun generals were too anxious when they left. It's too late for the black and thick stupid guy to take it.Of course, it is even more impossible for the non-directed troops who joined the Second Temporary Division later to receive any heavy weapons.

Since it was impossible to call for any fire support, Gao Quan found that the devil's artillery position had no specific intelligence value.Gao Quan is not reconciled, he has spent all his efforts, risked his life, and risked his life under the hail of bullets to detect such important information, but bringing it back would not be of any obvious help to the troops. Of course, he was not satisfied.

There are not many devils on the battlefield, and there are no more than thirty in total.Gao Quan checked his equipment, two pistols, seventeen bullets left, one grenade, one dagger, and one ten-fold military binoculars.As far as the individual equipment of this era is concerned, he is already armed to the teeth, but it seems a bit difficult to hold the devil's artillery position by himself with these weapons.The most important thing is that Gao Quan still has a wound on his left shoulder, which makes it a little difficult for him to move. If it was the heyday, Gao Quan is sure to use a pistol with sufficient ammunition to take the devil's dozens of people by himself. position, but the current situation is indeed a bit difficult.

It is not Gao Quan's character to give up without trying.Squatting on a tree, he squinted his eyes, carefully observing the artillery position of the Japanese Army, trying to find any flaws.In addition to the nearly twenty devil artillerymen in the middle, there are several guards with [-]-style rifles on the periphery.Since the location of this position is quite remote, and it is at the rear of the Japanese army's position, the defensive force is relatively weak. Maybe this can be regarded as a flaw?

The noise from the roaring of the cannon really tests the nerves of people.The artillerymen have long been used to it, and the devils in the security squad are not so rough. The expressions on the faces of the devils holding guns are obviously a little impatient, probably because their superiors sent them here. Come to perform this "drudgery" and feel a little dissatisfied?In fact, they are already happy enough. What they don't know is that those so-called imperial warriors who they envy charge to the Great Wall pass are already scarred and killed on the front line every moment. .

If not for lack of support, the boss's care for them has turned into abuse in the hearts of these guys. After this gang of soldiers and ruffians are planning to finish this mission, they will start various relationships and move forward. The high-level commander complained.If the commander who sent them here knew the true thoughts of these soldiers, he would probably regret not sending these young masters to the front line and lose sleep all night.

When Gao Quan squatted on the tree until his legs were a little numb, a devil with a rifle in charge of vigilance turned his head and walked over here.Gao Quan's muscles tensed immediately.

Guizibing walked under the big tree where Gao Quan was, untied his belt, and urinated into the tree trunk.Gao Quan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, just when he thought the devil should leave, after the guy pulled up his pants, he stopped.The devil fumbled for a cigarette from his coat pocket, lit it with a match, took a puff, and then looked at the busy artillerymen in the middle of the position with interest, and he leaned his rifle against a tree. This guy is now He completely lost the sense of responsibility and vigilance that a security guard should have.

Here's your chance!Gao Quan slid down from the other side of the tree without making a sound.When he landed, his feet stepped on the withered leaves, making a faint sound. Gao Quan's whole body froze, and he remained the same, motionless.

Cannons rang out from the battlefield, and the ghost soldier didn't hear any sound, but he still felt that something was wrong.This guy was also an astute person. He grabbed the rifle leaning against the tree, held the gun, and slowly turned behind the tree.

The muzzle of the gun turned around from the front of the tree, just when a section was exposed, Gao Quan shot like lightning, grabbed the barrel of the gun with his right hand, and thrust it into his arms!The ghost soldier behind couldn't stand firmly, staggered, and rushed over.Gao Quan's left hand is inconvenient, and only his right hand can use his strength. He let go of the right hand that grasped the barrel of the gun, and sent it forward, grabbing the devil's neck. Let him crush the devil's throat cartilage all at once!The devil bounced his feet on the ground a few times and then softened.

Like a leopard catching its prey, Gao Quan hugged the devil by the neck and dragged him behind the big tree.

He quickly took off the devil's shirt and put it on himself, put the curtained hat on his head, and then picked up the [-]-style rifle, a brand new devil soldier was born immediately.

Pulling down the brim of the hat, Gao Quan put the rifle on his shoulder, held the pistol in his right hand and placed it by his side, lowered his head and walked slowly towards the nearest guard.Gao Quan's trousers were not a devil's uniform, but the smoke on the battlefield was so thick that he couldn't see it clearly at all.Seeing Gao Quan approaching, the devil instinctively thought that this was his companion over there, and maybe he was asking himself for an excuse.The cannon rang again, and the devil stretched out his hand to say hello, and shouted something, but amidst the roar of the cannon, no other voice could be heard.

Gao Quan stepped forward quickly, stretched out his arms and hugged the devil.The gunfire just now provided him with cover. With the help of the gunfire, a shot hit the heart of the defenseless devil. In happiness, the devil went to see his great god without any pain.

There were six guards in total, Gao Quan walked around the artillery position, and he killed all six devils.All that remains are the artillerymen in the middle.

Gao Quan really wanted to take advantage of the sound of the guns and kill the artillerymen in the middle one by one. It was a good idea, but he couldn't do it.The devil's artillery is in the middle of the position, very close to each other. If one falls, other devils will definitely find it.Now he still has eleven rounds of ammunition. If all the bullets are distributed to the devils, it is not enough for one bullet for each person.The rifle had enough bullets, but the injury to his left shoulder made him unsteady with the [-] rifle in one hand.This is not the crenel of the city wall, except for tree trunks, there is no suitable support for it for a while.Gao Quan swept his eyes around the field, and suddenly fixed his eyes on a certain object.