War is an extremely troublesome thing. Although it is normal to die, it is a bit abnormal to be killed by one's own weapon.

Xiaochuan found that the battle was extremely atrocity. Not only did the erectile scheming of the Tu Eighth Route Army on the other side, but he also knew that he had built several positions, one by one. He just received a telegram, that was, the Jinnan Guerrilla Battalion in Huangshui Town, opposite, built five rear positions, and the place where they attacked was the first.

It made Ogawa extremely angry and was afraid that when he arrived at the first position tomorrow morning, there was no sign of a body on it, which indicated that the poisonous gas bomb they released yesterday afternoon did not work.

But at this moment, something that made him roll off the bed happened, and that was the explosion behind him woke him up from his sleep.

"Baga, what happened?"

Originally, the matter of the artillery position made him worry enough. After less than half an hour of sleep, an explosion came from behind. Ogawa felt that he had never read the old calendar recently. It was time to worship the Emperor tomorrow...

"Report to the Grandpa, the explosion came from our frontier artillery positions!"

"Nani?"

If he was to wear a formal outfit, he would put his samurai swords beside the bed. Then the news pulled his clothes and put them on his body and walked out. Before he could run to the frontier artillery position, he was dragged by the soldiers who ran back.

"Master, our poisonous gas bombs were bombed and are now almost completely reimbursed. At this moment, the poisonous gas has spread throughout the camp. The artillery position cannot pass through. Please go back immediately."

A Japanese lieutenant said this, and he felt very frustrated. Why does this happen all the time?

I thought it would be enough to repel the Eighth Route Army, but who knew that the other party not only did not retreat, but also followed them while they were evacuating and blew up their artillery positions in one fell swoop.

This is a difficult thing. I heard that the second lieutenant captain of the artillery is now unconscious, and his camp tent is next to the pile of poison gas bombs. So when the poison gas bombs exploded, he was the one who was most injured. I guess he would never wake up in this life.

"What the hell is going on?"

Ogawa spat out a mouthful of blood in a furious manner, his eyes turned dark, and he forced himself to keep his body away from fainting.

The second lieutenant felt that he was talking too much, so they needed to ask for help immediately, otherwise they would never be able to take over Huangshui Town within seven days.

The situation is that simple. Of course, the Japanese must have kept their backs. For example, they are not red in their eyes and hearts are not beating. I think they have found a helper.

...

It was dawn, and Li Feng and the others were still resting. At this time, they had to try their best to replenish their energy in their spare time, and they should rest besides eating.

At about seven o'clock, the people behind steamed the steamed buns and delivered them. All the first thing they had to do when they opened their eyes was to drink water, and then to eat.

The veterans were simple. After waking up, they would be as happy as gods. After waking up, they would be able to satisfy their mouths.

When Li Feng woke up, he saw the eagle holding a huge steamed bun and gnawing. I wonder if it had a grudge against this steamed bun, but he didn't want to let go of it anyway.

The people in the cooking squad are also very smart. They know that each steamed bun is very slow to make steamed buns. They simply steamed a large bun in one cage, and cut it with a knife when it needs to be separated.

All the soldiers can eat a quarter of it in one meal, and with some rice porridge, they will probably be able to survive until the next day.

"There is brown sugar in the steamed bun. Team Leader Xiao is really generous. Before, she didn't give it to me if I wanted to eat two pieces of candy, but now she has taken out all the brown sugar. It seems that she has spent some money."

Of course, I have to spend money. If I don’t eat so much brown sugar, it may be time to melt it.

Recently, the fat man received a lot of corn stalks from ordinary people, as well as a lot of beets and sugarcane. He may not be able to make crystal clear white sugar, but he can definitely make brown sugar. He can only leave the specific things to those top students who are studying chemistry. If you want to eat sugar, you have to make it yourself.

"Eat your food. If the Japanese don't attack in the morning, then our plan last night will be successful. If we launch a strong attack in the morning, we should think about whether the Japanese have left any backup plan?"

Things were the same as the little fat man thought. The Japanese did not launch a strong attack directly in the morning. If they were to bring people, they would first enter their first position.

When the Japanese soldiers broke into the first position, the poisonous gas on the position had long been blown away by the mountain wind, but the corpses in the position were pitiful. Basically, they were not taken away because Li Feng and the others could not see the situation clearly. There were only less than 50 corpses in total, and the Japanese were scared at that time.

"Go back and report to the Grandmaster!"

The Japanese lieutenant walked a few steps and found that there was fog in the position and thick smoke everywhere, which made them choke.

These smoke bombs were all developed by Li Feng and the others, and the effect is naturally unsatisfactory, but they can't stand many defective products. Putting them at a time can directly cover the entire position.

The Japanese thought something suddenly happened, so they were in a hurry to find a place to hide and fight back. It doesn't matter if they don't move. If they move, they will step on something, and then...

boo!

The explosions were particularly bright, and some Japanese even rushed out of the smoke and faced the blue sky, mixed with some sounds of calling out to their parents. The scouts of the Eighth Route Army felt very happy when they saw it.

The news reached Ogawa's ear again, so the table took a slap again, and then he asked with a gloomy face:

"When will Oda-kun arrive?"

“No more than tonight at most!”

"Okay, we will launch an attack on the Eighth Route Army in the afternoon and find out their firepower points as much as possible. We have lost the poisonous gas bombs. Although we will be transported here again in two days, we will still launch an attack in the past two days and resolutely attack the arrogance of the Eighth Route Army."

"Hi!"

There was no big battle this day. After the Japanese rushed over, they were just making small fuss. Li Feng knew that these people wanted to find out the location of their firepower points, so he simply refused to shoot, as if he was waiting for the Japanese to come and fight with them for bayonets.

This was rather embarrassing. The Japanese didn't even think of fighting for a bayonet at all. They scolded the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side, but they still did not dare to move forward to the firepower range of the 200 meters of the opponent's position. They fired a few shots at random, as if they were going to cause the Eighth Route Army to counterattack.

But no head appeared on the Eighth Route Army's positions, and seemed to be deaf about their gunshots.

"Second Lieutenant, there seems to be no one on the position of the Eighth Route Army."

"Baga, are the more than 50 human heads I just saw pig's brain?"

The Japanese lieutenant felt that he had been insulted, but he did not dare to attack, so he could only fire a few shots to vent his anger.

"Damn the Eighth Route Army, you will be beautiful tomorrow, retreat!"
Chapter completed!