Advanced weapons do not mean certain victory; simple equipment may not be ineffective. The key is to adapt to local conditions so that it can adapt to the battlefield. For example, when attacking enemies in authentic tunnels, a single shot single thorn is sometimes more flexible than a long spear; and the dense killing of old-style muskets within a dozen meters is also quite powerful.

In the next half day, Meng Youtian and the left-behind village personnel conducted several drills, unifying the command of combat signals, making the cooperation of each combat team more coordinated, and found some problems during the drills. For example, the angle and field of view of the shooting port, factors that may hinder shooting, reinforcement of wall fortifications, etc., all worked overnight to solve them.

It is unlikely to eliminate all the enemies, but it may be possible to make the enemy hesitate and hesitate about the cost of occupying the village. From a broad perspective, this is also one of the goals that guerrilla warfare must achieve. It may not be possible to completely drive the invaders out, but it is not impossible to make the invaders realize the huge price required for occupation, feel the continuous casualties, and take the initiative to withdraw, just like the Vietnam War.

Meng Youtian sat on the roof, thinking about various possibilities, planning for the upcoming battle and unpredictable results.

The night is fresh and beautiful, the sky is like a brush, without a trace of clouds, blue, high and far. The moon climbs out from the east ridge, sprinkles a net-like light, covering all the scenery.

On this quiet and beautiful moonlit night, the happiest thing should be to joke with his wife and sons. Meng Youtian stared at the moon in the sky, as if he had seen the faces of his relatives in the distance. He missed them, or the bright moon evoked his deeper lovesickness than before.

War, damn war, and war launched by the damn Japanese devils have affected their lives and destroyed the lives of countless people. Should I force myself to take responsibility, or fight with my conscience, or for my family and friends?

Once thoughts arose, Meng Youtian found that he did not have a clear answer, maybe they all, so he shook his head with a wry smile. Erhuzi, Qin Lianfang and others should not have such complex emotions. They have clear beliefs and work hard for them. They live a simple and fulfilling life. Unfortunately, Meng Youtian couldn't do it. He knew that it was not only tortuous to realize their ideals, but also difficult to achieve.

There are two years left, and maybe less than two years, I have to realize my promise to my family and realize my true dream. Live in a villa and villa. Eat delicacies and go to the world. Well, yes, a vulgar and enjoyable dream...

A sound came from behind, interrupting Meng Youtian's thoughts and not waiting for him to turn back. A call had already made him know who was coming.

"Brother-in-law, you're not relieved?" Xiao Man sat next to Meng Youtian. Rather than being confused, she wanted to find a topic.

"It's a little bit!" Meng Youtian replied casually: "The enemy is also changing the tactics, and the more he learns, the more he becomes more cunning. Ye Xing Xiaozhi is often used, so I have to be careful!"

"This trick doesn't work for us, right?" Xiao Man was silent for a moment. She said, "Even if the enemy touches the entrance of the village, we still have time to get into the tunnel. Besides, what are the warning landmines for? There are also secret whistles. The enemy wants to attack, dream!"

Meng Youtian pondered for a moment and explained: "Maybe it was not for sneak attacks, but for safety. When we drove over in the dark, we might have difficulties in sniping, right? We sniped many enemies on the ridge. Can they not be prepared and not be vigilant?"

"That's right!" Xiao Man agreed to this. She stayed quiet for a while. She sighed softly and said quietly: "I miss my sister, there are Xiaoya and Erya, and I don't know if Erya will leave."

Xiao Man only talked about the two girls her sister gave birth to, but did not mention Liu Fengsheng's bad boy. It was obviously close and alienating, and Meng Youtian didn't care. Thinking of his children, he couldn't help but feel hot, and his ears seemed to have a call of tits of breasts. His chubby face and little arms and legs made him smile knowingly.

After a while, Meng Youtian let out a long breath and teased, "I'm itchy in my forehead. Do you want your sister to poke it hard?"

Xiao Man smiled twice and said, "It's not bad to poke her, so it's nothing wrong to coax her to have fun. In fact, my sister still feels sorry for me a lot, and she treats me as a child who has not grown up!"

Yes, Meng Youtian knew the sisterhood between A Xiu and Xiao Man. In that cold winter forest, A Xiu was so brave enough to face the evil wolf alone. Isn’t it just that there is a sister behind him? The runny little girl has grown up, but her sister still has to worry and worry about it. This is beyond the simple sisterhood, and it has a bit of a maternal love.

Meng Youtian subconsciously turned his head to look at Xiao Man, as if he wanted to find her former shadow. The moonlight was like water, shining on Xiao Man's face, and his big eyes were also staring at him, as if he contained a different kind of emotion.

"That--" Meng Youtian quickly turned his head and grunted for a moment. He felt that the atmosphere was a little weird. He quickly changed the topic, "When fighting, you must pay attention to safety. You would rather let the enemy go than take risks. Well, shoot another place, don't be greedy for merit, don't be impulsive..."

Xiao Man said "um" softly, her face turned red, and she didn't know what she remembered. Fortunately, it was night, Meng Youtian didn't look directly at her, but she still subconsciously touched her face.

Meng Youtian said something rumored, thinking that sitting down like this was not a problem, so he stood up and said, "Go down and rest, and be prepared to keep your spirits. Maybe there will be a war tomorrow."

"Brother-in-law, please go down the ladder slowly." Xiao Man instructed with concern and let Meng Youtian go down first.

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The wind stopped blowing, the leaves stopped ringing, and the moonlight shone through the cracks in the window. On the kang, there were mottled light and shadows on the quilt covered by Meng Youtian, moving slowly.

The warm, soft ** was pressed against himself, the chill was dissipating, the trembling was weakening, and the rapid breathing became stable. Meng Youtian's eyes were so heavy that he couldn't open it. He barely opened a crack, and saw a ball of darkness. He instinctively hugged the warm ** in his arms. Is it A Xiu, Feng'er, or Zijuan, his head was drowsy, he almost lost the ability to think, and fell asleep again in a daze...

"Boom!" Thundering? Meng Youtian and Youxun opened his eyes dullly. "Boom!" Another explosion, he turned over and sat up, woke up from his dream, and the enemy came.
Chapter completed!