Zhang Dabiao was sitting in the co-pilot of the truck and also saw the two Japanese soldiers blocking the city gate.

While Wang Yu stepped on the accelerator, he poked out half of his body, grabbed the truck with one hand, and held the crooked light machine gun that had changed the magazine in the other hand, and rushed to the city gate.

He is worthy of being a new group of fierce men!

The crooked light machine gun vibrated, and the bullets hit the ground and the city walls, and the soil flew and bricks and stones splashed.

"Grandma, why are these terrifying eighth corps so powerful?"

Liu Huaiyu looked at the military truck rushing over, looked panicked, and then shouted:

"beat!"

Before he could finish calling, he leaned over and rolled into the cover sandbag beside the city gate. He stretched out his hand holding the mull gun and fired randomly, not even daring to poke his head out.

His greed for life and fear of death undoubtedly showed the two Japanese devils to the fullest.

The second Japanese beside Liu Huaiyu also buried his head in his crotch, and he aimed blindly in his hand, shooting randomly.

Regardless of whether you hit it or not, just hold it and ring.

Listening to the gunshot in his hand, it seemed as if it could give them courage.

It’s really a soldier, a group of soldiers!

Although the second Japanese did not dare to show their heads, their shooting was very straightforward, and bullets flew around like they didn't have money.

In an instant, five hundred rifles snapped, with awesome momentum and audible sound. When I heard from a distance, I thought the battle was extremely fierce.

But the fact is that the two Japanese were all hiding behind the bunker and firing randomly, and the bullets could not hit the target at all.

Even they could not see the target anywhere, and could only listen to the roar of the engine on the truck rushing over.

Although Zhang Dabiao's light machine gun firepower was fierce, he had no choice but to the two Japanese behind the bunker, and they also failed to hit...

In this way, Wang Yu and his group drove two large trucks out of Wanjia Town without any obstacles.

After the roar of the truck walked away, Liu Huaiyu and Guo Xiaowu crawled out from behind the bunker in a daze.

"Stop hitting me, I'll run away long ago!"

Guo Xiaowu shouted angrily, stopping his subordinates who were still shooting randomly.

Hearing this, these two Japanese devils slowly poked their heads out.

"Grandma, there are too many people in the Eighth Route Army, two whole trucks!"

Liu Huaiyu was dressed in disheveledly, covered in dust, and was embarrassed. There was obviously an exaggerated character in her words, which was simply lying with her eyes open.

But everyone present believed it!

"Yes, the Eighth Route Army of two big cars!"

"All forty or fifty people!"

"I don't think about it, at least one hundred people!"

"Not only are there many people, but the firepower is also strong, and the light machine guns are no less than five!"

“…”

This is not true, it is obvious that it is all lying with open eyes!

...

"Haha, these two Japanese are all fucking cowards. My light machine gun scared them four or five hundred of them nestled behind the bunker and did not dare to show their heads!"

On the truck, Zhang Dabiao laughed loudly, feeling extremely comfortable. Seeing that the two Japanese surrounded the city gate tower, they were about to fall into trouble, but the two Japanese Japanese in a battalion were a group of mobs, and they could not achieve any combat power.

It’s really another village!

"Yes, the combat effectiveness of these two Japanese devils is really poor. Otherwise, with the old sleeves of our armed forces team, it would be difficult to deal with them during the sweeping process."

Shi Qingshan nodded, obviously he had dealt with these two Japanese devils before, and quite agreed with Zhang Dabiao's words.

Wang Yu also breathed a sigh of relief. Although he felt something was still wrong, the two trucks of medicines were pulled out. This kind of worry was obviously too redundant.

At the same time, he also wondered who was the mysterious person who conveyed the message to him.

Apart from Cai Shuigen in the transportation station, the only remaining eighth Mixed Brigade in Wanjia Town is the eighth Mixed Brigade.

Is there anyone here who doesn’t even know about Cai Shuigen?

Or is it the Imperial Army who is in Cao's camp and is in Han's heart?

All this was unknown as he left.

In more than ten minutes, the truck had already driven out more than twenty miles.

"Comrade Wang Yu, Battalion Commander Zhang, the mission has been completed, so our armed forces team will say goodbye first!"

Shi Qingshan spoke out and said that a militiaman on his side was injured. Although it was not very serious, the mission had been completed and he needed to be taken back for treatment.

"good!"

Wang Yu spoke out and said that he would give some medicine to the armed forces team, but Shi Qingshan politely declined.

The reason is that the armed forces team suffered few injuries, and the villagers' Chinese herbal medicines were close enough for them to treat the injuries. Taking these medicines back to the rear of the Eighth Route Army was the top priority.

What's more, they also gained a lot in this battle.

Originally, he came with the mentality of fighting to the death, but now only one person was injured and a pile of canned beef and fourteen 38 lids were seized, which was a great harvest.

You know, when the armed forces came, they were holding seven old sleeves and two muskets, which were obviously all their guns.

Now, fourteen serious 38 covers have been seized directly, which is like changing the pipe to the blower, the blower to the bird gun, and the bird gun to the cannon, and getting better and better!

In the end, Zhang Dabiao also gave the crooked light machine gun in his hand to Shi Qingshan's armed forces team.

In the past, he saw that this light machine gun was not good, but after using Wang Yu's Type 56 automatic rifle, he no longer looked down on this thing.

Shi Qingshan took the militia away, but he kept the militia who could drive trucks and waited until the medicine was sent to the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army before returning.

The moonlight in winter is particularly cool and bright, and clearly marks the appearance of the truck.

Wang Yu did not rush to get on the bus, but wandered around the truck.

"Why don't you get in the car?"

Zhang Dabiao poked his head out of the truck's cab, and the breath of white breath slowly rose.

"You said these two Japanese guns are really so bad in their marksmanship? Four or five hundred people failed to shoot a single shot!"

Wang Yu pointed to the intact truck, with no bullet hole on it.

"You kid is just eating salty radish and worrying about it!"

Zhang Dabiao turned over and got out of the car, came to Wang Yu, and said:

"You don't know the combat power of these two Japanese devils. They are simply a mess. After they touch it, they can sweep and sweep them on weekdays and grab the things from ordinary people.

But once you go to the battlefield and see our Eighth Route Army, it is like a mouse meeting a cat, and you can't even hide."

"That's what I said." Wang Yu did not refute Zhang Dabiao's words, but pointed out the doubts.

"The guard posts of the second Japanese at the city gate were removed, and the martial law enforcement officers at the railway station were reduced by a lot for no reason. All this shows that someone made a bureau for us and asked us to drill in.

But so prepared, we were led into the trap step by step, but in the last step, that is, the ambush at the city gate, we failed. It didn’t seem like we were prepared, but it was more like we were perfunctory!"

Zhang Dabiao frowned, Wang Yu's words were indeed reasonable, and then he felt relieved again and said with a sneer:

"All the medicines have been obtained, why are you still having fun of that idleness?"

"Don't forget that Huang Jinbiao tried every means to resell his brigade medicine in exchange for money!"

Wang Yu reminded.

Zhang Dabiao thought for a moment, his face changed again, and he said in a cold voice:
Chapter completed!