"Ma Gan'er, you're screaming again!" someone in the room cursed.

It was Old Man Wang who said nothing again. After all, the veteran was highly vigilant and woke up whenever there was any movement.

"Turn on the light! Tie up this bastard's hands again!" This was what Hou Wangshan, one of Wang Laomao's two generals, said.

Okay, at this moment, Li Fushun suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Stop talking! Listen again!"

As a veteran, Li Fushun also woke up.

To say that Wang Laomao and Li Fushun are not as alert as usual, it is not only because they are veterans, but also because they followed the old commander Zhang Zuolin before they joined the army. At that time, they were bandits. In Northeastern terms, they were called "bearded men".

”.

A group of people who looted homes and homes, and were worried about other people who looted homes and homes. How could their vigilance not be high? It was already ingrained in their bones.

Li Fushun shouted, and the room fell silent.

At this time, the people in the room realized something was wrong. The sounds they heard were not coming from the room at all, but were all coming from outside.

At this time, the platoon leader Wang Laomao also reacted.

"Don't turn on the light!" A squeaking voice came from Mr. Wang's place, as Mr. Wang jumped to the ground with his bare feet.

Then others saw Mr. Wang's figure appearing in front of the window.

They are the Northeast Army, a regular army, and their brigade is also an elite unit of the Northeast Army.

Therefore, their treatment is also good. There is only one window in their bungalow, but it is made of glass.

There are big lights outside the military camp, which stay on all night.

Even the big light closest to their barracks cannot shine directly here, but how can the light from outside not shine into the house through the glass window?

Mr. Wang lay with his buttocks in the window and looked out.

At this time, there was a lot of people outside the house, and Mr. Wang saw the figure of someone running under the dim light.

And then he saw the lights of several houses turned on, and for a while, the entire camp became brighter.

This is Fengtian City.

The current industrial level of Fengtian City in China is one of the few.

They have planes, artillery, tanks, and arsenals here, so how could they not have a power plant?

But at this moment, Wang Laomao saw a short soldier holding a rifle with a bayonet suddenly appear behind the running soldiers!

Wang Lao Mao was stunned when he looked at the soldiers holding rifles with bayonets.

In Northeastern dialect, those soldiers are all small boys, less than 1.6 meters tall, but some of them have butt curtains on their hats, and some of them wear steel helmets.

"Fuck you!" Mr. Wang and the people who crowded around him to observe the situation outside said swear words at the same time. It was Li Fushun who also squeezed in.

"The Japanese soldiers have entered the camp, everyone put on your shoes quickly!" Wang Laomao ordered while suppressing his pounding heartbeat.

As soon as he made a sound, their room was also in chaos, and there was also a crackling and thumping sound.

It's just that no matter how loud the sound was in their house, it wasn't as loud as the sound outside, because that's when they heard a faint banging sound coming from outside the house.

The sound was so loud that they felt as if the ground was shaking.

As a result, the soldiers who were anxious to find shoes became even more confused. Although there was light, not everyone could find shoes!

At this time, Wang Laomao and Li Fushun, who were lying at the window, both trembled at the sound just now.

They are veterans, so of course they know that the faint sound just now was obviously a cannon!

It's just that the sound of the cannon didn't hit their camp. It probably hit the camp of other troops.

"What a bastard!" Mr. Wang muttered softly.

He and Li Fushun exchanged glances, but when they both turned their heads back to look outside, their eyes widened at the same time.

Under the light, they saw that a Japanese bayonet had penetrated into the back of their companions!

The Japanese soldiers actually started killing people!

Wang Laomao and Li Fushun couldn't help exchanging glances.

The two of them were in the same state of mind at this time.

When they saw the Japanese killing people, they were angry at first, but then they became worried about themselves.

Their whole platoon didn't have a single gun. If Japanese soldiers came into their house, how would they respond? Should they wait to be killed?!

Under the increasingly bright light, Wang Laomao and Li Fushun both saw each other's eyes shining.

But their eyes were not shining because they saw some gold and silver treasures, but they were full of anxiety. What were written in their eyes were countless "What to do?"!

As soldiers at the bottom, they did not expect that the Japanese army would take action at their word.

What do they have in their hands? This is just a military camp. Not to mention axes, sickles and picks, they don’t even have a rolling pin!

But at this moment, a low voice came from the door of the house.

The voice was not loud, it sounded a little timid, and it only said two words, but Wang Laomao and Li Fushun heard it.

That was Shang Zhen's voice, and what Shang Zhen said was - "Pucking the kang"!

That’s right! It’s true that they don’t have weapons on hand, but they can break the bed!

Once the kang is removed, there will be slabs of bricks.

With bricks, at least one Japanese soldier could be slapped on the head, and then they could rush out to the armory to get their guns!

"No one makes a sound, quickly remove the kang, and everyone must hold at least one brick in their hands!" Wang Laomao ordered.

Now everyone in their platoon understood what was going on outside.

Everyone got busy.

They didn't expect that Shang Zhen, a timid person like a mouse, would have such a good idea!

But now is not the time to praise Shang Zhen.

Anyone who has done masonry work knows that when removing bricks from a wall, it is only the first brick that is difficult to remove because there is large paste and dried mud on it. As long as the first brick is removed, the rest of the work will be difficult.

That's it.

Although they had no rifles or rolling pins, they still had a few daggers.

Soon there was choking dust in this dimly lit room, which was naturally caused by removing bricks.

The preparation work of their platoon was done in such a timely manner that there were already screams and curses outside. It is unknown how many Northeastern officers and soldiers who should have gone to the battlefield to kill the enemy were killed by the Japanese army because they had no weapons in their hands.

"Don't all pile up together. Just a few people behind one window and a few more behind the door. I order everyone to rush out together! Let's go straight to the gun store!" Wang Lao Mao ordered again.

As soon as Mr. Wang gave this order, Li Fushun shouted in a low voice: "Everyone is ready, the Japanese soldiers are coming! There are about ten of them, keep one of the two bricks in your hand!"

The Japanese soldiers had appeared in the military camp for a while, but Wang Laomao and the others didn't turn on the lights long ago when they saw the opportunity.

In this way, they could see the situation outside clearly, but the Japanese soldiers would only run to places with bright light. As a result, those barracks with lights on were in trouble.
Chapter completed!